RONIN
the dark star
Ronin hadn't intended things to go quite this far - a fumble and a blowjob in the bathroom was one thing, but this is entirely another - and yet he's heedless to resist as his husband's hands reach for him and his emotions colour all of the Huntsman's thoughts. That had better be a promise, he all but purrs down the Attuned bond, continuing to lavish the other man with his attention and need, even while his projection adjusts them to make up for the fact that space is tight (and it isn't the only thing, Ronin guarantees it).
Pausing in his ministrations for just long enough that the astral version of himself can position himself properly, Ronin inhales a shuddery breath and has to hold it - and the rest of his focus - as he slips himself inside Remi. It's almost unbearable, this feeling of having from every angle possible, the Huntsman humming a note of indulgent release around the other man's cock, before his projection's hips are already rocking and thrusting a rhythm that is untenable at best. Gods, Remi - you feel too good-- he stutters.
Pausing in his ministrations for just long enough that the astral version of himself can position himself properly, Ronin inhales a shuddery breath and has to hold it - and the rest of his focus - as he slips himself inside Remi. It's almost unbearable, this feeling of having from every angle possible, the Huntsman humming a note of indulgent release around the other man's cock, before his projection's hips are already rocking and thrusting a rhythm that is untenable at best. Gods, Remi - you feel too good-- he stutters.
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
i just gotta be dramatic first
