the lullaby
i don't want the world to see me,
because I don't think they'd understand
because I don't think they'd understand
"A choice between a gathering with a bunch of idiots made horny by the upcoming war...or a night in with just you..." Remi smiles. "How will I ever decide? Might have to flip a coin." Drawing closer still until he's comfortably pressed against Ronin, the alchemist lets his head tilt back ever so slightly that the Huntsman might continue to mumble against the stubble on his jaw. "A love tap, is it?" He wonders, sounding both menacing and playful. "I hope you won't be too gentle." Remi adds as he helps himself to a squeeze of his husband's ass through his pocket.
"...I think you are smelling soap." Whether or not Remi is kidding is anyone's guess. "Rare, I know." Continuing the bright flood of emotions intended to thoroughly distract Ronin, Remi slowly allows himself to straighten. "When is this...trade meant to happen? Perhaps we could find our way to the Climb and a certain set of hotsprings..."
"...I think you are smelling soap." Whether or not Remi is kidding is anyone's guess. "Rare, I know." Continuing the bright flood of emotions intended to thoroughly distract Ronin, Remi slowly allows himself to straighten. "When is this...trade meant to happen? Perhaps we could find our way to the Climb and a certain set of hotsprings..."
when everything's meant to be broken,
i just want you to know who I am
i just want you to know who I am
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
