I'm almost me again

the white knight

"Oh?" Ronin whispers against Remi's throat. "And what would you have them think I do instead?" Perhaps he can break free of the tentacles and strong arms holding him in place; perhaps they can make the others in Frey's Breath believe there really is something monstrous lurking in the mist all around, but whether that monster takes the form of a leviathan or a man is not something the Knight can yet answer, truthfully.

He can't answer much, in fact, as the Bastion's grip around him increases, Ronin barely succeeding in biting back a moan of pleasure and impatience, his hips trying to lift fruitlessly into the sensation. Only when Remi's pace increases does the Knight find himself far past six on the scale - far enough that he can no longer articulate it other than to hiss Remi's name against the shell of his ear. It's both a warning and a plea for more, and gods if only the other man were fucking him properly, perhaps they could both test their stealth.

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RONIN

i kept falling over, i kept looking backward

"Oh, I don't know...what do normal couples talk about? The weather...renovations for our home, how our children are doing....the sorts of things that would make anyone watching us think that nothing was amiss on your end. That's the purpose of all this, you remember." Remi hums helpfully.

"Yes?" Raising his eyebrows as if to suggest to anyone watching them that Ronin had merely whispered something he didn't quite catch, the Bastion let his own legs swing out and around to pin Ronin's ankles against the 'legs' of his tentacle chair. "Now, now, none of that. You'll make the water ripple." Remi warns gently even as his palm continues to stroke up the length of his husband's cock with his fingers flourishing over his head every other interval or so.

"What you shouldn't think about, is wanting to conjure your nimbus below my feet so that you could lift us out of the water and have me fuck you properly." Remi murmurs, his expression neutral even as the colours of his emotions turn scarlet and midnight blue. "You shouldn't think about the way anyone who sees you just now is going to think to themselves That Ronin, he's always so helpful, and have no idea how hard you are right now."

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Gods, you're the worst, Ronin moans through the Attuned bond, despite the fact that every other Attuned in the area can hear him now as well; as Remi must well know by this point, the Knight is not a good playmate when it comes to being teased, and there's only so much he can withstand before taking matters into his own cock hands. Still, he manages to hiss in a shuddering breath, struggling against the other man only briefly before he settles again, his lips pressed to the shell of Remi's ear.

"Does that mean you shouldn't think about it either?" he whispers darkly, his voice tight with the pleasure he's forced to bite back. "Shouldn't think about how good it would feel if you fucked me right now in the water, or how hard you must be with no one to touch you like this. I could help, but then everyone would know what was going on." And whilst he doesn't conjure his projection, the Bastion understands intimately how it feels to be sandwiched between both versions of his husband.

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RONIN

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Why Remi hadn't expected his husband to fight back was a question for the ages, and Ronin would feel the bright garnet pulse of surprise shiver through their bond before it was once again swamped by maroon. "I have been thinking about it." The Bastion replies in a low, uneven voice. Thanks to the novel positioning of his tentacles Ronin wasn't able to feel the aching erection Remi was keeping caged behind his swim shorts; no doubt if he could the Bastion wouldn't have been able to keep his little game up as long as he had.

"And if you say one more word like that I promise you'll regret it." Whether that meant he'd abandon his teasing and shove the Knight against the rocks to fuck him properly regardless of who was around to see (or hear), or whether it meant binding him with four extra tentacles was a risk Ronin would have to carefully weigh should he want to continue his teasing.

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"How could I ever regret the feel of your hands on me?" Ronin breathes, his voice threatening on a moan that doesn't quite succeed, but at an intimate whisper likely sounds just as needy and undone. Tipping his head back to let it loll against Remi's shoulders, the fingers still wrapped in his husband's curls flex and press indulgently against his scalp, as if to suggest all the things those same fingers might be doing if they were only free enough to slip beneath the water.

"Gods, are you sure you don't want to slip further back into the mist?" he continues, his hips stuttering against an attempt not to thrust so obviously against the Bastions' hand on his cock. "No one would see back there, and we'd only have to worry about being quiet." Which, let's be honest, is still a fairly big worry.

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RONIN

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Tutting under his breath—he had warned Ronin after all—Remi's hand slows against his husband's cock as he grins against the side of his face. "If anyone asks, I'm diving for coins. Or perhaps doing a handstand." He whispers before subtly shifting and twisting his tentacles elongating as needed to get him where he wanted—needed—to be. Taking a deep breath, Remi disappears beneath the surface of the water just as a crocodile might: entirely without disturbing the surface at all.

With Ronin still seated upon his throne of tentacles, he'd feel his husband's hands suddenly grasping his hips before a very familiar pair of lips wrap around the Knight's cock. Able to hold his breath for minutes or more, not that he thought Ronin would last that long, Remi had the advantage of additional tentacles to keep the pair from drifting from their position allowing him to focus on gorging himself on his husband's erection.

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"Wh--" Unable to say much else, Ronin's blue eyes widen as his husband is suddenly gone from around him, such that the Knight looks as if he's merely standing alone in the thin mist of Frey's breath. He ought to have known Remi's plan from the moment he took a deep breath, but to feel a hot mouth suddenly swallowing him up has him stuttering in a breath. The urge to direct himself against one of the rocky outcrops - just for something to lean against - is almost irresistible, but alas the other man still has him trapped.

"Remi," he hisses, even though the other man won't be able to hear him, and his lips part around a stifled groan even as his hand tangles anew in the Bastion's curls - not that he can see much of them at the moment. Beaded with sweat and feeling the inexorable pull of an orgasm he can't control, there's no number in the Knight's mind so much as a light that flicks between red and green. What's sure to follow is a climax that is unsatisfying to say the least, given how he has to pretend it isn't happening, but gods if he can't stop it now.

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RONIN

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Just close your eyes and relax. Remi sings from beneath the water, his words carefully chosen that any attuned nearby might think it just a recipe for relaxation. There's no need to be so hard tense, he adds, as his tongue adds the lubrication that his hand had been sorely missing from before.

Humming at the back of his throat such that it might have otherwise sounded like a growl if only to keep telltale bubbles from trickling out from his lips, Remi let his hands smooth across his husband's hips and thighs as he continued to work tirelessly to cruelly push his husband over the precipice of his own pleasure. Had it not been for his tentacles the Bastion would have found this little exercise far more difficult, and not simply because they helped keep the Knight in place. With his erection as it was, Remi he'd have had a difficult time indeed convincing his legs to kick to keep him afloat rather than thrust the way they wanted to with every whorl of his tongue and bob of his head.

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Shut up, Ronin hisses back through the bond, and though his words are not carefully chosen, they still provide the response to a conversation that could easily be quite innocuous. Because who if not two married, gay demigods could bicker about what counts as relaxation in a hotspring that's as good an excuse for a spa day as Caido has available? Tightening his fingers in Remi's curls and finding his breath escaping in quick bursts through his nose, he has to do his best not to react as the first sparks of his orgasm claw the way up the backs of his thighs.

Call it revenge or merely an outlet for the teasing he's been forced to endure, but Ronin's hand uncharacteristically presses down against the back of his husband's head, all but gagging him on his cock as he cums, and it's with a shuddering breath that he's suddenly left adrift on the water and on the aftershocks of his own ecstasy. And gods he almost hates it - the silence, the half-relief, the way his husband is out of sight.

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RONIN

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Remi had been prepared for curls to be tugged from his head, bloody scratches to be left on his shoulders, maybe a heel or elbow to the ribs for his mischief, but as he felt Ronin's hand press his head down until the Bastion's lips nearly touched the skin around the Knight's erection, Remi's his brief flicker of surprise was instantly obliterated by raw arousal. —fuck— He thought darkly, and given that it was the first time Ronin had ever done something like that, it was rather convenient that Remi had been underwater for it: as Remi wasn't trying to actively breathe, as Ronin came against the back of his throat there was no resistance, no reason to choke.

Lavishing the Knight's twitching cock with gentle swipes of his tongue, Remi waits until the hand on his head relaxes before he surfaces against Ronin's chest, with that same eerie silence with which he'd gone under. Letting the tentacle chair disappear just as he curled his arms around the Knight, Remi pressed his lips firmly against his husband's in order to quell the disapproval he was quite sure was coming. Don't be mad, he thinks, humming against his husband's lips. You clearly liked that a little.

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Still panting hard through his nose, as Remi surfaces it's a relief to have his arms replace the tentacles that had been holding Ronin in place, given that the Knight's limbs are barely cooperating right now. All but folding into the other man's embrace, his lips at least still know what to do, even as they twitch towards a frown at the Bastion's preemptive brush-off. Only when he's sure he can get his feet to tread water again does he part from Remi, nose brushing against his cheek, a bead of sweat rolling down his temple.

"As kinks go, I'm not sure exhibitionism is one of mine," he whispers, sneaking another kiss to the corner of his mouth. If what they'd just done could even be called exhibitionism, given that the objective was to not let people know what was happening. "Live and learn," he continues regardless, reaching down with one hand to tuck himself back into his shorts. "We do still have a problem, though."

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RONIN

i kept falling over, i kept looking backward

"No?" Remi raises his eyebrows while internally debating whether he finds this disappointing or not. "You've had sex in a number of public places for someone who's bothered by it." The Bastion points out with a small shrug as he hungrily steals a proper kiss from the roots of the one Ronin had planted at the corner of his mouth.

With his tentacles still keeping them in place such that Ronin wouldn't have to tread water with any real effort so long as he stayed with the Bastion, Remi found himself nodding. "Well, now we know." He murmurs in soft agreement. He'd only meant to try something new, and for however well he knew the Knight, Remi was bound to get it wrong sooner or later.

Lifting his eyebrows, the Bastion's cheeks flush as the crookedness of his smile causes one of his dimples to deepen on his cheek. "Well, a problem of my making, so.." He mutters, brushing his nose softly against the Knight's. "I'll just...you know, think of Halovian winters or how annoying it is to be sweaty and covered in sand. Or math."

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"Mm, that's true," Ronin concedes, silenced for a moment by the chaser of Remi's kiss against his words, and now that they are able to properly show affection to one another, the Knight is already melting back towards his usual self. "Perhaps I am just a bad sport when it comes to being teased in public," he considers, planting a few extra kisses against the scruff of the other man's cheeks. "Which I suppose makes sense, given my proclivity towards PDAs." A smile kicks up the corner of his mouth.

Chuckling to see the flush of heat against his husband's cheeks, he hears him out reasonably enough, nodding his agreement, before leaning in to press a kiss against his throat. "Or," he murmurs, "we can find somewhere in these springs where you can properly sit, and I'll be more than happy to return the favour." Ronin's fingers reach out to brush too gently against the tenting in Remi's shorts. "You can even gag me on your cock," he adds in a salacious whisper, before quickly adding, "Sorry for that, by the way."

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RONIN

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"Mmm, it's probably that." The Bastion agrees, his green eyes sparkling with mischief as he raises a brow and nods. "I bet you'd even have been fine with it if I hadn't framed it as a game you could lose." Remi says thoughtfully; had he let Ronin moan into his shoulder while whispering filthy things in the Knight's ears, while he was sure Ronin would still have wanted to make it a group activity, he might not have been such a bad sport, as Ronin had put it.

Humming something that wants to be a moan as his eyes flutter closed, Remi laughs shakily. "From no voyuerism to find me somewhere you can sit." Smiling crookedly, the Bastion's expression grows a touch more sincere as his eyes blink open. "I...it's strange to say. I didn't mind you doing that to me. I quite enjoyed it, but I think I'd feel bad doing it to you. Does that make sense?" Perhaps by the Knight's apology, it did, in which case Remi would be happy to let his husband see if the proclivity went both ways.

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