RONIN
Many talents, yes, and the smile on Ronin's face is perhaps just a little smug to know he's been able to return the favour of winding up his husband. Granted, he's also perhaps one of the few people in Caido to know exactly the sort of animal he's provoking (and choosing to do it anyway), and so as their belongings crash from the table and Remi is suddenly invading his personal space in all the best ways, Ronin knows how to play his part well.
Moaning into the greedy press of Remi's tongue and letting his back and shoulders willingly hit the table, he hooks his legs around his husband's waist and welcomes the weight of his body, the heat between them threatening to kindle into a blaze at any moment. With his fingers tangled in unruly curls and his free hand grasping at the other man's shirt, the Huntsman breaks their kiss if for no other reason than to let his head tip back to bare his throat, inviting Remi to have, to take, however dangerous a game it might be.
Moaning into the greedy press of Remi's tongue and letting his back and shoulders willingly hit the table, he hooks his legs around his husband's waist and welcomes the weight of his body, the heat between them threatening to kindle into a blaze at any moment. With his fingers tangled in unruly curls and his free hand grasping at the other man's shirt, the Huntsman breaks their kiss if for no other reason than to let his head tip back to bare his throat, inviting Remi to have, to take, however dangerous a game it might be.
one more wish for you
