i'd bring you further roses
Strong fingers working into the coppery fur, Remi suddenly sat up straighter inhaling a breath sharply as that fur turned into a tangle of hair, and the fox was suddenly a man. A man with his head in Remi's lap.
"Ah—" The alchemist stammered, sitting up straighter against the tree as if somehow that would help. The hand in Ianto's hair had remained there for a moment, perhaps even offering a final and distracted caress before Remi jerkily and awkwardly pulled it away. "—uhm—" He tried again, thoughts in a whirl, his tongue-tied and his eyes locked on a pair of far too-blue ones peering back at him.
Clearing his throat, suddenly all too aware of the places where Ianto was pressed against him, Remi made a fist, his fingertips dancing across his palm to try and snap himself out of it. "Well I just thought now that I know you are not trying to kill me, that I would like to see inside." He managed, words strangely articulated and his cheeks flushing furiously with colour.
"Ah—" The alchemist stammered, sitting up straighter against the tree as if somehow that would help. The hand in Ianto's hair had remained there for a moment, perhaps even offering a final and distracted caress before Remi jerkily and awkwardly pulled it away. "—uhm—" He tried again, thoughts in a whirl, his tongue-tied and his eyes locked on a pair of far too-blue ones peering back at him.
Clearing his throat, suddenly all too aware of the places where Ianto was pressed against him, Remi made a fist, his fingertips dancing across his palm to try and snap himself out of it. "Well I just thought now that I know you are not trying to kill me, that I would like to see inside." He managed, words strangely articulated and his cheeks flushing furiously with colour.
but it does you no good
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.
