This scar I can't reverse, when the more it heals the worse it hurts
One of Remi's large hands sweeps across the back of Isla's head, holding her against him as the other wraps easily around her back. All he can think of is how he loves her, and how he misses her. That he hates being the cause of her tears. "Isla—" He hums against the top of her head in a softly imploring tone. "Isla I love and adore you, but...just because you have the ability to kill me, does not make me easy to kill." He thinks he could probably endure whatever she could throw at him with his hands tied behind his back and blindfolded. Without the use of a single ability, he thinks he could still defeat her in a way that would leave them both alive.
'Are you sure?' He wonders down at her with a slow and boyish smile. "I feel very hittable for what I have done." Pressing his lips to her forehead, Remi begins the uncomfortable process of explaining what had happened. Explaining how he'd been at the shrine to complete part of his quest for Ludo. How Hotaru had come to pray as well, and how he'd naively said he'd help her if he could. "...They said it was a race to orgasm. When I asked how she wanted me, I.." He flushes out of guilt, rather than embarrassment. "..I had meant my tongue or my hands." Remi adds softly. "But she..." Well. What she'd done was obvious enough. "And when she was finished, Frey looked just like Ronin...I thought only of what I was seeing and the consequences of failing to do what Frey had demanded." I'm gay. I did not think I would get her pregnant. It is never something I have ever had to think about.
'Are you sure?' He wonders down at her with a slow and boyish smile. "I feel very hittable for what I have done." Pressing his lips to her forehead, Remi begins the uncomfortable process of explaining what had happened. Explaining how he'd been at the shrine to complete part of his quest for Ludo. How Hotaru had come to pray as well, and how he'd naively said he'd help her if he could. "...They said it was a race to orgasm. When I asked how she wanted me, I.." He flushes out of guilt, rather than embarrassment. "..I had meant my tongue or my hands." Remi adds softly. "But she..." Well. What she'd done was obvious enough. "And when she was finished, Frey looked just like Ronin...I thought only of what I was seeing and the consequences of failing to do what Frey had demanded." I'm gay. I did not think I would get her pregnant. It is never something I have ever had to think about.
REMI
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.
