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"I'm thanking you now," Ronin pointed out distractedly, a lopsided smile on his face that faded to something like ecstasy as his hands roamed along Remi's back, fingers tangling in his curls as he was goaded backwards. The hunter would have been happy on the floor, that much had been made clear, so finding pillows beneath him was a pleasant surprise, not that he had the sense to verbalise as much. Gasping and arching up as Remi thrust their bodies together, Ronin was just about at the pinnacle of impatience when, all at once, the remainder of their clothes became rose petals.

"Beautiful," he mumbled, as if Remi had bought him a bouquet and Ronin was supposed to act the part; unfortunately there was little time to discuss it. With nothing more between them Ronin surged up, capturing Remi's lips anew in a deep and passionate kiss, relishing the hot press of their bodies, the play of light and shadow on the alchemist's skin. Almost distractedly, his free hand reached down to wrap his fingers about the full, hard length of Remi, gathering him against Ronin's own aching erection and stroking, slow and deliberate to tease the both of them.

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"You deserve...the.." best, he was probably going to say, but the words were moulded into a moan as Ronin kissed him anew and all coherent thought on the alchemist's part was gone. Or so he thought anyway, but as Ronin guided the length of him into his hands and against his own erection, Remi's thoughts became positively primal. A low rumble vibrated in Remi's chest as he leaned slightly to the side if only to give Ronin's hand more room, his teeth becoming slightly sharper and his kisses more urgent as if there was more of Ronin to taste if only he was diligent. Unbidden his hips rocked forward with the coaxing of the hunter's fingers, and the alchemist found himself pulling his head back to hiss out a frustrated moan, forcing himself to slow.

Gazing down at Ronin, bathed in remarkable clarity and a magical light that seemed to emulate from within him, the alchemist panted and shook his head with a desperate sort of determination. Despite this, he could feel the want of his hips to thrust forward in Ronin's grasp, and his erection twitching in a familiar physical cry for more, more, more.

"Save that for the kitchen." Remi laughed breathlessly not wanting to have the moment over so soon. Letting his knees fall astride the ex-captain's body, Remi moved himself back enough that he hovered over Ronin's thighs. "Want to flip for it?" He asked with a wicked laugh, one of his not-quite-clawed-not-quite-human fingers trailing down the inside of Ronin's thigh. It didn't feel awkward to ask, Remi having been both a top and bottom before. Maybe one day he could magic a way so that they could both somehow participate equally, but for now, he was happy to oblige the ex-captain (so long as he decided quickly).

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Remi wasn't the only one reduced to something primal, though regrettably the hunter wasn't capable of claws or growls. Even so, he made sure the alchemist knew how much he was enjoying this, kissing the side of Remi's neck as his head tilted back, his hand guiding them both in long and luxurious strokes. A frustrated groan escaping his lips, Ronin flopped back against the pillows again, shivering and grinning at the clawed finger that went trailing down the inside of his thigh.

"Ah yes, the kitchen," he agreed with a wink, releasing both of them even as his body screamed out for him to continue. "Mm, you turned all our clothes into feathers and petals. I got nothing to flip with - you decide. You've had a hard morning, after all." And it would only get harder, however they wanted to go about it.

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"Well since this is apparently my fault for trying to be romantic—" Remi muttered distractedly, pale stare sweeping across the red petals littering the ground before returning to the near-intersection of their combined lengths. "—I suppose I should make up for it." He added, cheeks flush with colour as his too-pale stare drifted decidedly lower.

Had Remi known that this decision would have been something new for the ex-captain, he might have taken a moment and mischievously quipped something before continuing. As it was though with his thoughts scattered just as the petals were and his own heartbeat roaring in his ears, waiting was not something he particularly wanted to do. Shifting lower to place himself between the hunter's thighs, a clearish sort of something appeared on his fingers as Remi wrapped a hand around one of Ronin's legs. Leaning forward, at the same time as Remi shifted the ex-captain's legs to apply what Ronin would soon realize was a lubricant, he captured Ronin's cock between his lips, sliding his tongue down the length of him as he applied slight pressure with his fingers.

Here is where the word, the smirk, the quip might have been inserted, but instead there was only Remi. Pulling back his head and sliding up the ex-captain's body, Remi gripped the back of Ronin's thigh, pressing himself into the hunter and at the same time, moaning some incomprehensible articulation of relief against Ronin's lips.

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Something new was an understatement, but it wasn’t pride so much as happenstance which meant Ronin had never been taken by anyone before. Still, while his heart began to thunder in his ears as Remi dipped lower between them, he had been on the giving end of this enough times to know what to expect. That being said, he didnt expect to find Remi’s mouth around him, Ronin letting out a breathless moan and bucking up and into deft fingers and a talented tongue.

”Fuck, he panted, fingers curling through the alchemist’s hair, threatening to hold him there out of pure need until Ronin was done; luckily, he had the sense to allow the other man to move up the length of his body.

Ronin’s lips parted in an unrepentant ‘oh’, his back arching into an expected pressure but an unexpected bliss as Remi entered him, his head tilting back even as their lips met. Ronin groaned something like Remi’s name into their kiss, his breath coming in quick gasps, and he held him still for a few moments to get used to the new sensation (however much he suddenly wanted and needed to be fucked), before rocking his hips in a slow rhythm that promised only to get faster and more reckless.

One of his legs curled around the alchemist, pressing him closer, and there was a wicked grin indeed on Ronin’s face as he urged him on with fierce kisses and soft touches.

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Remi thought that the ex-captain was holding him steady in an effort to tease, and so it was perhaps lucky that the alchemist did not force the issue by driving himself further forward, but instead remained in a hellishly pleasant moment of stillness that ate away at the limits of Remi's willpower that were once so strong and well-defined.

As Ronin began to move however, Remi gasped against his lips, then let his forehead tumble forward onto the hunter's chest as his back arched against the sensation of being fully encapsulated by Ronin. But still he wanted more. He wanted deeper. He wanted the sort of closeness that come from breathlessness and sweat and mutual orgasms. Without noticing, Remi had begun to anchor himself with his feet against the floor, though in an effort to do so his toes had become claws that dug into the soft wood of the guild floor. Splintering as Remi thrust forward, he hitched his hand further up Ronin's leg to clasp the muscle of his ass for leverage. "How are you like this" The alchemist laughed almost hysterically against Ronin's chest, his teeth nipping distractedly as he continued to lose himself in the hunter's increasing pace and hooked leg.

A predatory sounding growl rumbled low in Remi's throat, and against Ronin's neck the alchemist grit his teeth, raising half-lidded eyes that bore the tell-tale signs of a man trying desperately not to give in. For a brief moment lucidity flashed back into Remi's gaze as he reached out with his magic. Though Remi didn't know that their current position was new for Ronin, he was fairly certain that this would be. Needing his hands for other things (leverage, for one), that didn't leave Remi a ton of options to ensure that his friend? lover? whatever was currently as well-taken care of as he was. With every thrust Remi could feel the length of Ronin against his lower stomach, but that friction alone simply wouldn't do. And so with magical means, Ronin would find his erection somehow grasped, and clenched, and stroked to the rhythm of their bodies.

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Ronin moaned a low note of satisfaction, eyes closing as Remi successfully levered himself against the floor and thrust forward and into him. His fingers tightened in the alchemist's curls, his free hand curling around Remi's back to brace upon his shoulder. And whilst his laughter was breathless, he just about managed to form a response. "You must bring it out in me," he panted, the words half mumbled into Remi's hair, before words in general failed him.

The world reduced down to a narrow window of sensation; the building pressure low in his belly and the feeling of Remi burying himself deep inside him; the heat of their bodies and the taste of sweat and skin. Ronin's lips parted to try and snatch in the odd breath, but breathing seemed secondary to needing more of this, more of Remi, all of Remi.

The phantom touch of a hand on his cock, squeezing and stroking and driving him towards the edge... it was as irresistible as it was surprising. "H--" was about the extent of his question of how?, the hunter already bucking into it, hissing in a shaky breath and thrusting hard and fast towards his own end. He could barely form thoughts, let alone words, but with any hope Remi would know very well what he was thinking by the tale his body was telling.

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Snaking his free arm behind Ronin's neck, Remi's fingers fused into claws that dug down deep into the wood. A light sheen of sweat had broken out across the alchemist's back, and every inch of muscle on his body was taught and singing.

The feeling of fingers in his hair, the hunter's hand across his back, the body moving in tandem with his and the handful of flesh still in Remi's still-human hand and all other accompanying sounds, was all at once too much. It was everything he wanted and everything he needed. The friend-turned-lover narrative was not one Remi had ever considered before, and indeed now it was still not one he was considering. It was just he and Ronin as they had always been, no more or less than that.

"R-n--in" The alchemist gasped, shooting his head up with wild abandon to steal a sloppy kiss from the hunter's lips as he felt the muscles low in his groin begin to call a halt to his frenzied pace. Breathing a moan against Ronin's lips and letting his eyes slip closed, Remi focused the last spark of coherent thought he had towards his magic, towards tugging Ronin towards a simultaneous climax.

As the rising crest of his orgasm surged from his toes dug deeply into the wood, up the taut muscles of his thighs and into the core of Ronin. With a final thrust, Remi's back arched, his lips grew slack against Ronin's neck, and his entire body shuddered and shivered, moving from completely tense to just barely able to hold himself up.

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Meeting Remi's sloppy kiss with equal abandon, Ronin let his tongue do the talking around an unintelligible comment that slipped out through a groan of pleasure. The hunter, too, was covered in a light sheen of sweat, and as whatever magic meeting his every thrust redoubled its efforts he arched back against the pillowed floor, a curse forming on his lips and slipping away into mere syllables.

Remi came hard, burying himself in Ronin, and the hunter was only a moment behind. "Remi," he gasped, fingers spasming against the alchemist's shoulder, his hips and back and thighs shuddering with the force of his orgasm, leaving him panting helplessly in its wake. The sound of his heavy breathing and his heart hammering in his chest was all he was for a few moments bathed in bliss, Ronin fighting to catch his breath through a dazed grin.

He found himself absently smoothing the curls back out of Remi's face, his legs still locked around the other man. Letting his head flop back into the pillows, Ronin let out a quiet laugh. "Pretend I made a joke about romance and the first date or something," he mumbled.

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The sound of his name said in that tone was not as orgasmic as the waves of pleasure rippling throughout his body, but still just as sought after and satisfying. For a moment it was all the alchemist could do not completely flop ungracefully ontop of his friend; his heart roared out a drumbeat in his ears that was only matched by the accumulated sound of their panting. Grinning stupidly and exhaustedly against Ronin's neck, Remi shakily released Ronin's leg so that he could push himself up slightly to hover above the ex-captain. Strong as he was, Remi's arms shook even as his smile turned completely crooked.

"What do you mean pretend." Remi scoffed, reaching for a handful of petals and tossing them accusingly on Ronin's chest.

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Ronin inhaled sharply as Remi moved, his legs flopping unceremoniously down onto the pillows, a stupid grin on his face. "I was tryin'a be funny..." He laughed breathlessly; currently his brain was overloaded with pleasure and a thousand other great sensations. Humour was not currently high on the list of faculties he possessed. Still, he scrunched up his nose and chuckled at the petals Remi threw on him; his chest and stomach were a mess, and the alchemist knew just how to make the most of it, clearly.

"Wow, Remi. Thanks." He scoffed right back, leaning up to press his lips gently against the other man's, though neither of them had breath enough to keep it up for long. "I have waited for that for a long time," he muttered. "You'll be glad to know it was better than I'd imagined."

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Lowering himself down to meet Ronin's lips was just about as much as his body could possibly handle. Rinsing off was definitely going to be their next task, but for now, Remi could do little else but flop down at Ronin's side. Adjusting him self into the crook of the hunter's arm with his own arms laced behind his back, he grinned contentedly up at the ceiling. "Alright then. Ha-ha-ha." He obliged with a genuine laugh.

Letting his head boyishly loll to the side, and raising a brow, Remi grinned. "Number one, why would you imagine it being anything less than amazing? What a boring imagination." He said, nudging the hunter. "And two, you imagined it, mm?" Remi added, his mischevious grin softening into something altogether rather smitten and content.

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"Believe me, it most certainly was not boring," Ronin mumbled, grinning and letting his arm curl around Remi as he flopped down beside him, the hunter exhaling deeply and still feeling his legs and hips wanting to shiver with the effort of what they had done together. Utterly spent and unable to remember the last time, truly, that he'd been able to lay and enjoy someone's presence after sex, Ronin glanced languidly down at Remi as he spoke.

His smile was positively filthy. "You go out at all hours," he said. "What's a monster hunter to do alone in bed at night?" Imagine all of the dirty and thoroughly enjoyable things he might get up to with his roommate, obviously. Still, as content as Remi was, the expression was only echoed in Ronin, and he had to try and stop himself from instantly falling asleep. "Are you okay?" he asked suddenly. After everything, this had been... well. Zero to a hundred.

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Remi snorted, his body fitting in against Ronin's with ease just as it had done only moments ago. It was usually easy to be comfortable with someone after you'd just had sex with them, but this was something else entirely. This wasn't even entirely new for the boys, the sex notwithstanding. Exhausted but content in Ronin's presence, naked or not, was one of the most stable and calming states of affairs in the alchemist's life.

"What indeed. Certainly not tidy." Remi quipped back with a lazy grin, though internally something flushed warm and soothing inside of his chest. It wasn't that Ronin had thought of him sexually, it was that Ronin had thought of him at all.

Glancing across his arm at the hunter, Remi considered thoughtfully for a moment before nodding. He knew precisely what Ronin was getting at, but he couldn't let the opportunity slip by. "Okay? That is nice of you to ask, but don't worry, you were not that bad." The alchemist replied with a sincere smile, but snorting wickedly.

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