i'd bring you further roses
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.
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.
but it does you no good
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
