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"Neither is mine! Or at least I didn't think it was. You can still stroke it if you want." Ronin tittered, cheersing as Remi refilled their glasses and taking a generous sip of the liquor. His giggles were contagious, Ronin having to cover his eyes else the sight of Remi's glee would set him off all over again. Still, as he tilted his head closer and made the innuendo so painfully clear between them, the ex-captain reached out and flicked his ear. "You are such a shit," he informed him through a laugh, pouting down at his own very-much-less-muscled physique. "My muscles will be bigger than yours again one day," he vowed, in that solemn sort of way fuelled only by drink. "Until then I guess I'll just be your damsel in distress." ronin the long and lonesome road