what good is it live with nothing left to give?
'Ronin Taliesin, did you just try and seduce me with offers of chores?" Remi asked dryly, though the flush of colour across his cheeks and the boyish spark of amusement in his gaze suggested he'd be more than happy to devote hours to ensure the king was squeaky clean.
"Well, you have all of it just the same." The alchemist hummed back, his strong fingers softly working at the tension in his husband's chest and shoulders. Like Ronin, Remi didn't want to sleep away their time together, but with such utter peace descending upon them it was hard not to want to simply collapse down into the welcome darkness and satisfaction of being curled up next to the man he loved. It had been far too long, and every fibre of Remi's being sang with relieved mirth at finally having Ronin under-hand again.
"Well, you have all of it just the same." The alchemist hummed back, his strong fingers softly working at the tension in his husband's chest and shoulders. Like Ronin, Remi didn't want to sleep away their time together, but with such utter peace descending upon them it was hard not to want to simply collapse down into the welcome darkness and satisfaction of being curled up next to the man he loved. It had been far too long, and every fibre of Remi's being sang with relieved mirth at finally having Ronin under-hand again.
forget but not forgive, not loving all you see
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.
