What should have been a boyish grin in response was something crimson-hued and twisted instead, with an aching need that made any sort of rational thought seem impossible. Even kissing the fox took more concentration than Remi currently had at his disposal, and so as Ianto's hand sped up, Remi's head lolled against the fox's shoulder, the fingers in his hair flinching every now and then as did his body.
"I am not going to last—" Remi panted, teeth biting against the merchant's shoulder with a shape that suggested they were no longer entirely human. The alchemist's cowed position made it frustratingly impossible to return the fox's ministrations, and so Remi's free hand was left spidering along his friend's upper back, clasping and gripping, his muscles tensing and relaxing as he both resisted the building pressure that Ianto was all-too rapidly increasing and wanting desperately to collapse into it.
"I am not going to last—" Remi panted, teeth biting against the merchant's shoulder with a shape that suggested they were no longer entirely human. The alchemist's cowed position made it frustratingly impossible to return the fox's ministrations, and so Remi's free hand was left spidering along his friend's upper back, clasping and gripping, his muscles tensing and relaxing as he both resisted the building pressure that Ianto was all-too rapidly increasing and wanting desperately to collapse into it.
I forgot what it was like, to think I found you finally
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.
