the baffled king composing hallelujah
"Oh? I suppose you are right about that. It's less... stabbing. More like hammering." Ronin's laughter was just as dirty as the expression on Remi's face, and he bounced his eyebrows suggestively at the other man at the implication that there was checking to be done. "Make sure you look real close. Make sure I've not accidentally kept any scars left over." Impossible given he had seemingly received an entirely new body, but that didn't count right now.
Remi took his sweet time but Ronin barely cared, merely enjoying the attention as he sipped at his wine. "Ha - I can imagine," he said with a grin, letting his fingers play with the alchemist's mess of curls. "All our interactions back then seem particularly difficult for you. I am almost sorry for the way I marched out of the sea. Almost."
Remi took his sweet time but Ronin barely cared, merely enjoying the attention as he sipped at his wine. "Ha - I can imagine," he said with a grin, letting his fingers play with the alchemist's mess of curls. "All our interactions back then seem particularly difficult for you. I am almost sorry for the way I marched out of the sea. Almost."
