The combination of a living, breathing, un-blighted Ronin in spectacular clarity was a wonderful shock to Remi's senses. Indulgently the alchemist met his husband's thrusts with eager fingers, a slippery substance appearing in his palm against Ronin's erection, coating it so that it might slide without needless friction. That wasn't to say though that Remi's fingers didn't tighten and pulse against the hunter's cock, wanting to draw more and more of those breathless gasps from his lips.
Panting, his sea-glass stare hungry and demanding as Ronin broke their kiss, Remi felt something molten churn in his core to hear his husband speak so. "Then take me." The alchemist growled back, the words less of an invitation and more of a carnal challenge.
Panting, his sea-glass stare hungry and demanding as Ronin broke their kiss, Remi felt something molten churn in his core to hear his husband speak so. "Then take me." The alchemist growled back, the words less of an invitation and more of a carnal challenge.
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.
