and on to the glory at my right hand
"Oh, absolutely. We'll have to have it out in the Wilds, and everyone who has an Attuned shift with fangs will have to show 'em, so we don't all instantly think they're Ascended," Ronin agrees, and if his own teeth are a little sharp when he grins at Remi, so be it. "Or we could just have our own party with just the two of us, and everyone else can stay at home." And I can have you all to myself goes unsaid, naturally.
His husband makes a decent point about the reverse-upgrade-thing, and it's a damn shame that the Huntsman is rapidly becoming too distracted to give it the credit it deserves. "Oh, you know. Just a little love tap to make sure she's not lying," he mumbles, though the words are spoken along Remi's jawline.
"Why do you smell so good today," he wonders almost to himself, drowning in the emotional flood that comes along with the other man's touch.
His husband makes a decent point about the reverse-upgrade-thing, and it's a damn shame that the Huntsman is rapidly becoming too distracted to give it the credit it deserves. "Oh, you know. Just a little love tap to make sure she's not lying," he mumbles, though the words are spoken along Remi's jawline.
"Why do you smell so good today," he wonders almost to himself, drowning in the emotional flood that comes along with the other man's touch.
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