hard rain

A predator though most of his shifts might have been, Remi practically yielded entirely at the sound of his friend's growl of frustration. Moving easily atop the fox, Remi's knees braced against the ground warmed by bodies and fire, his thighs wrapping around the body beneath with a tense sort of possessiveness. With hardly a handful of fabric between them, the alchemist too felt his breath catch in his throat, back arching as delicious chills raced up and down his spine. Without more than a second to take a breath, Ianto's lips were against his again and suddenly passing out due to lack of oxygen seemed an alright alternative to not having to part from the fox's mouth.

With a moan that sounded entirely feral and unlike the sunny-eyed alchemist, Remi pulled away but only enough to let his eyes sweep down their bodies, his fingers tangling and pulling against the coppery locks.

With that same head tilt that belayed some of the strained and competing thoughts in Remi's mind, his shifted slightly, grinding his hips against the fox's in a way that made his breath hitch and his lips part in a shaky O.

I forgot what it was like, to think I found you finally

Coding base by Sky!