hard rain

Flinching with delicious sensory overload as Ianto finally released him, the hawk exhaled a shaky and appreciative mumble of incoherent sounds.

Bashful dimples deepening in his cheeks, Remi bit the inside of his cheek as his eyes slid up to meet Ianto's. "I know." He said softly, his lips curling into an automatic smile. Eyes downcast again, Remi leaned back slightly to trail a finger now elongated into a feather down Ianto's stomach. Reaching the obvious tent in the underwear he'd made, he let his feather-finger ghost over the clothed head of Ianto's erection as this thumb stroked gently downwards.

"I just do not remember.." Remi said in a husky but subdued voice. His hesitation didn't come from a place of pride but of sorrow. He had done this before, importantly with Ianto. To not remember felt so unfair. Like such a loss. There were new memories to be made for sure, but damnit if the alchemist didn't want his old ones back.

"I guess if you do not want to be my first time for the second time..." Remi said with a dusty grin, his grip against the base of Ianto tightening.

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

Coding base by Sky!