the things we hold are always the first to go
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.
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.
