"Wh—" The air was sucked out of the alchemist's lungs at that, the world dancing and sparkling as the oxygen in his brain rushed to gods knew where. "—no, I—" It certainly sounded like Ronin regretted it. Everyone had said it was fast but...if you knew it was going to be forever, why wait? Why...did things have to be perfectly sorted, first?
Unless of course it was because you ended up not liking what you agreed to.
"I just meant...all the mistakes others made when they were younger and stakes were lower..I...never did." Remi's voice was shaky and uncertain now; the calmer Ronin seemed to be the stormy the seas around him felt. Then again, there really were no youthful benchmarks for what to do when you were in a relationship, but orgasmic bites to steal your power might turn the tides in a KQ or during LongNight.
You have me, but Ronin had never felt farther.
I'm here, yet he frowned at Remi's touch.
I forgive you, but the alchemist had never felt worse.
The alchemist wasn't able to say anything more for the tremble in his lips and the tears welling in his eyes. "Anything." He tried to response, though it was nothing more than his lips warbling around the shape of the word. He knew, in the pity of his stomach that sudden felt very cold and deep and lonely, that the night would consist simply of empty stares, uncomfortable silences, and hostile imaginings on both their parts.
Snuffling and wiping his eyes hastily against the cuffs of his shirt, Remi went towards the kitchen to make some tea. As soon as his back was turned he let his face contort into the shattered sob he'd been holding back, clenching his teeth together to keep silent.
Unless of course it was because you ended up not liking what you agreed to.
"I just meant...all the mistakes others made when they were younger and stakes were lower..I...never did." Remi's voice was shaky and uncertain now; the calmer Ronin seemed to be the stormy the seas around him felt. Then again, there really were no youthful benchmarks for what to do when you were in a relationship, but orgasmic bites to steal your power might turn the tides in a KQ or during LongNight.
You have me, but Ronin had never felt farther.
I'm here, yet he frowned at Remi's touch.
I forgive you, but the alchemist had never felt worse.
The alchemist wasn't able to say anything more for the tremble in his lips and the tears welling in his eyes. "Anything." He tried to response, though it was nothing more than his lips warbling around the shape of the word. He knew, in the pity of his stomach that sudden felt very cold and deep and lonely, that the night would consist simply of empty stares, uncomfortable silences, and hostile imaginings on both their parts.
Snuffling and wiping his eyes hastily against the cuffs of his shirt, Remi went towards the kitchen to make some tea. As soon as his back was turned he let his face contort into the shattered sob he'd been holding back, clenching his teeth together to keep silent.
I forgot what it was like, to think I found you finally
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.
