RONIN
the dark star
Let's get drunk by the river. Let's go and find Tanau in the Climb. Phoebe needs water from the hotsprings - let's go and get some. Ronin is quite enjoying the opposite of making up for lost time with his husband, but it's little surprise, really, that wherever they go, he simply can't keep his hands off Remi. He'd blame whatever Attuned shitfuckery is going on within him this season, but really - it would probably be the same whether or not the dragon-luxere mess was in charge.
Either way, the trip to Frey's Breath begins with clothes tossed carelessly against the rocks, with steam and hot water against bare flesh, with moans and gasps and a great deal of inappropriate behaviour. Ronin doesn't know or give a fuck how long they've actually been there now - there's a sweet and satisfying ache to his muscles, and he's wound his arms around Remi that he might pull the other man back against his chest and ferry them backwards through the water.
"Let no one ever say that we don't pay our dues to Frey," he chuckles. "Do you think we could steal some of these hotsprings for the Greatwood? I think it would be quite popular."
Either way, the trip to Frey's Breath begins with clothes tossed carelessly against the rocks, with steam and hot water against bare flesh, with moans and gasps and a great deal of inappropriate behaviour. Ronin doesn't know or give a fuck how long they've actually been there now - there's a sweet and satisfying ache to his muscles, and he's wound his arms around Remi that he might pull the other man back against his chest and ferry them backwards through the water.
"Let no one ever say that we don't pay our dues to Frey," he chuckles. "Do you think we could steal some of these hotsprings for the Greatwood? I think it would be quite popular."
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
i just gotta be dramatic first
