Remi raised his eyebrows in agreement, the corners of his lips tilting upwards and deeply dimpling his cheeks. Easily he allowed himself to step backwards, his teeth finding his lower lip as his back was pressed against one of the rocks. "Mmmm you will. Especially since I forsee you needing to be saved quite frequently.."
Remi's smile dissolved against the fox, hands shifting beneath Ianto's shirt to the wet skin beneath, humming a satiated note into his lips. "Ianto—" The alchemist whispered, pulling his head back and offering the fox as adoring of a look as he could manage. It wasn't a fake look, as the alchemist was very much enamoured by the fox, but it was still a calculated one; a mask to hide the mischevious smirk below. Having used his magic to tug the basket towards them, Remi dipped it into the water and then as slyly as possible, overturned it above the fox, showering him with water.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
