I swear I still believe but I don't know
"Absolutely," Ronin blurts about using protection, and he isn't even sorry about it. Chuckling and letting his arms slip back around Remi to hold him close, he leans into the strong and steadfast feeling that the other man sends his way, feeling it squeeze him tight. For a moment he wishes they had an hourglass just to halt time completely, so he could indulge in this night again and again without worrying about the sun coming up, bringing all the day's responsibilities with it.
"I'm not sure we'd be much use when we woke up if we began to rot away," he points out, leaving his eyes shut now, his fingertips ghosting across the back of Remi's neck. "Behind a waterfall might be nice, though. Perhaps I wouldn't tell anyone you were recovering either, so they could just think you went there for a nap." And thus frighten the fuck out of everyone in the process. "Though you are treasure, so they'd be correct about that..."
"I'm not sure we'd be much use when we woke up if we began to rot away," he points out, leaving his eyes shut now, his fingertips ghosting across the back of Remi's neck. "Behind a waterfall might be nice, though. Perhaps I wouldn't tell anyone you were recovering either, so they could just think you went there for a nap." And thus frighten the fuck out of everyone in the process. "Though you are treasure, so they'd be correct about that..."
the dark star
