RONIN
"Oh am I?" Ronin raised his eyebrows quizzically, only for Remi to enlighten him on the things that apparently made him 'difficult'. Snorting out a laugh and folding his arms across his chest, he gazed down at Remi like the alchemist was one of the monsters he had slain.
"No no, there is no one to help now," he said with a curt shake of his head and a wicked little smile on his lips. Letting his arms drop so that his hand could trace one of the deeper scars along Remi's torso, Ronin tilted his head.
"Well I am hot, but I don't think there's anything anyone can do to help with that." Tipping him a wink, the hunter leant forward to hold himself over Remi, drinking in all the details about him; the curve of his jaw, the pale green of his eyes (paler now, than ever), the silver that cut through his skin from old hurts. "I want you," he said softly, suddenly, as if the words had slipped from his lips without permission.
"No no, there is no one to help now," he said with a curt shake of his head and a wicked little smile on his lips. Letting his arms drop so that his hand could trace one of the deeper scars along Remi's torso, Ronin tilted his head.
"Well I am hot, but I don't think there's anything anyone can do to help with that." Tipping him a wink, the hunter leant forward to hold himself over Remi, drinking in all the details about him; the curve of his jaw, the pale green of his eyes (paler now, than ever), the silver that cut through his skin from old hurts. "I want you," he said softly, suddenly, as if the words had slipped from his lips without permission.
don't close your eyes
something beautiful is still alive
something beautiful is still alive
