My mind is where it bent

Frey Beholders beware, there are no safe words They had asked for passion and meaning and despite all the tears and long and lingering stares, the boy had delivered. Making an ascended orgasm? That was certainly a new trick, one that Frey was impressed by. A little sexual ingenuity could go a long way, though those tracks seemed currently derailed. If the god was going to get anything more interesting out of the alchemist other than the boring kind of fluid coming from his eyes, apparently he needed back what Frey had taken. But that was fine. He had delivered and so Frey would as well. Remi's feelings have been returned!