everything looks perfect from far away
Instead of moving away, Remi merely braced for impact. He'd take physical contact where he could get it, his need for comfort running dangerously low. Besides. The alchemist had eaten deer raw before as well; had had his entire face (leonine though it might have been) deep within the bowels of many a beast. Clover and mosses sprung up behind him to cushion his fall as Ronin tackled him to the ground. Remi's arms wrapped around the blighted king, this gesture made easier given Ronin wasn't wearing many pelts to keep him warm at all, while his legs tried to entangle Ronin's lower half.
"You...need...a ..bath!" The alchemist groaned as he tried to keep his husband's arms pinned against his sides.
"You...need...a ..bath!" The alchemist groaned as he tried to keep his husband's arms pinned against his sides.
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.
