the baffled king composing hallelujah
"Well I can see that you are fine," Ronin countered with a boyish grin, as if to explain why he hadn't checked that the other man was alright. "Though I could probably have told you that Vai didn't need practice without you offering to be a living target for her." Still, he knew that the witch was all kinds of important to the alchemist, and it didn't surprise Ronin that Remi had offered so willingly to be shot in the fucking leg for her.
Blue eyes smouldering as Remi pressed up against him, Ronin leant in close to press his lips against the shell of his lover's ear. "If I told you," he all but purred, "that would ruin all the fun of showing you, wouldn't it?" Drawing back, he raised a suggestive brow and smiled knowingly.
Little did Remi know that nurse Ronin planned for him to lie in bed not moving. Tit for tat, and all.
Blue eyes smouldering as Remi pressed up against him, Ronin leant in close to press his lips against the shell of his lover's ear. "If I told you," he all but purred, "that would ruin all the fun of showing you, wouldn't it?" Drawing back, he raised a suggestive brow and smiled knowingly.
Little did Remi know that nurse Ronin planned for him to lie in bed not moving. Tit for tat, and all.
