moonlight silhouettes

i cut the ties and i jumped the tracks, for never to return

"Mm, what was that?" Remi whispered beneath the downpour, his fingers working away to remove all the evidence of the life his husband had been forced to live. Adding yet more soap, Remi placed a hand on Ronin's shoulder, pushing him towards the wall to force his back towards the alchemist. "Did you say something?" Remi whispered at the same moment he pressed himself forward. His erection slid between his lover's thighs with easy momentum thanks to all the soap, as the alchemist's teeth grazed against Ronin's ear. One of his hands encircled the king's chest, sliding down, down, down...and then as quickly as Remi had suddenly pressed himself again Ronin, he pulled away. Though Ronin wouldn't be able to see the streak of heat across Remi's cheeks, it burned as hot as the fire in his belly, as did the predatory desire in his sea-foam stare. Whatever torture the hunter might accuse his partner of, Ronin could be sure that Remi was experiencing it just as much. Indeed his toes curled against the rocky basin of the shower as he desperately tried to pry his thoughts and eyes off of the curve of Ronin's ass and the ease with which what was only a thrust between the hunter's legs could have instead been so very much more had Remi only angled his hips higher.

Running his hands down Ronin's back, he let them slide to either side of his husband's body, kneading the tension that had built up in the side of Ronin's legs as his teeth nipped a trail down his spine. Growling and with hands that boasted small claws, Remi ran his fingertips up the back of Ronin's thighs to grip part of his husband's ass. With another rumble of desperately restrained impatience, the alchemist let his forehead rest against Ronin's back as his hand continued to knead his husband's muscular backside, fingers ever edging inward.