RONIN
the darkstar
Ronin's back arches beneath Remi's touch, an act that naturally presses them together further, and the Huntsman needs absolutely no help to kindle the fire low in his belly. He's already well on his way to standing to attention, in fact, and it's only the alchemist having the audacity to answer his question that prevents him from growing bolder with his touches. He draws back enough to listen properly, his eyes a soft and almost molten blue in the obsidian shadows.
"Marry me there," he whispers, a devilish smile spreading across his face. "Again, I mean. Just you and I this time. No blight, no rules, no nothing. Marry me at the waterfall in the Greatwood, before this stupid war gets any worse."
"Marry me there," he whispers, a devilish smile spreading across his face. "Again, I mean. Just you and I this time. No blight, no rules, no nothing. Marry me at the waterfall in the Greatwood, before this stupid war gets any worse."