if time is a river

Now the ashes of tomorrow sing your sad song

Remi, not used to having to bargain, and certainly having never been in a position where having sex with his husband was a requirement to get what he needed, still looked unsure as he approached the taller man. Not wanting to touch Sunjata any more than was necessary lest his magic get the better of him and his more primal nature respond to the emotions he was sure lingered behind Sunjata's neutral expression, it was with the utmost care that Remi extended a claw. Opening a wound that would heal easily and probably wouldn't even scar, Remi produced a small vial to collect a few droplets of Sunjata's blood before taking an eager step backward.

"Probably best that you write before coming by, even if you do wait a season." Remi remarks as wings push from his shoulderblades. "But I will mention it to Ronin just the same, so it does not come as a surprise."

So saying and with nothing further between them, Remi dipped his head one last time before setting off towards the moonlit sky.

~FIN

the lullaby

Styling stolen from Sky (obviously)