every now and then the things i lean on lose their meaning
It goes sideways, just like the last time, and for exactly the same reasons.
"What?" Remi pants, cheeks flushing as concern slides up the backs of his thighs like ice water. "What?" He repeats, blinking into the darkness at her, no longer at all looking like some demigod of death who might fuck your last breath out of you, but instead a very confused and rather boyish man. "No, I—" The alchemist had expected her to snap her teeth, to turn and drag him back over her, to demand he finish what he'd started. He'd only wanted to tease her in a way she might not expect, and perhaps a bit selfishly, to want to be made to feel as desirable as he was trying to make her feel.
'—I wasn't trying to—' Shaking his head as he steps forward, his wings going limp at his sides (not his erection though, that still held out hope), he stretches a hand out toward her. "—sorry, I was trying to be..." Remi winces. "..sexy, I guess. I..." Remi frowns, looking confused and baffled. 'That's why I said to tell me..so that we could...I...' His eyebrows nearly touch such is his bewilderment, his pale eyes going from Isla's face to the lip of the bed and back again.
"What?" Remi pants, cheeks flushing as concern slides up the backs of his thighs like ice water. "What?" He repeats, blinking into the darkness at her, no longer at all looking like some demigod of death who might fuck your last breath out of you, but instead a very confused and rather boyish man. "No, I—" The alchemist had expected her to snap her teeth, to turn and drag him back over her, to demand he finish what he'd started. He'd only wanted to tease her in a way she might not expect, and perhaps a bit selfishly, to want to be made to feel as desirable as he was trying to make her feel.
'—I wasn't trying to—' Shaking his head as he steps forward, his wings going limp at his sides (not his erection though, that still held out hope), he stretches a hand out toward her. "—sorry, I was trying to be..." Remi winces. "..sexy, I guess. I..." Remi frowns, looking confused and baffled. 'That's why I said to tell me..so that we could...I...' His eyebrows nearly touch such is his bewilderment, his pale eyes going from Isla's face to the lip of the bed and back again.
& i find myself careening
into places that i should not let me go
into places that i should not let me go
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.
