right now everything you want is wrong
& right now all your dreams are waking up
& right now all your dreams are waking up
Remi's body has already thrown up once in response to intrusive thoughts of Finn, and despite the smell of sick that wafts up like a slap to his senses, the alchemist is racked by shock which keeps his stomach twisted and stone-like in his belly. "Oh my gods—" Remi manages as he scrambles in the opposite direction of Finn. There's hardly room between the bed and the wall, but the alchemist finds a way to fit himself in it, as he stumbles toward the end of the bed and the ladder that will take him down.
Or maybe he'll jump and twist an ankle. At least that will give him something else to think above over and above having just rubbed his morning wood against Finn of all people.
"—I didn't mean to—" He stammers through dry lips, green eyes frantically darting around for whatever he might grab to cover himself with. This being Finn's room, the closest thing is of course a book, which he shoves against his erection hard enough to make his toes curl in slight agony.
Or maybe he'll jump and twist an ankle. At least that will give him something else to think above over and above having just rubbed his morning wood against Finn of all people.
"—I didn't mean to—" He stammers through dry lips, green eyes frantically darting around for whatever he might grab to cover himself with. This being Finn's room, the closest thing is of course a book, which he shoves against his erection hard enough to make his toes curl in slight agony.
The Lullaby
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
