RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving
Heat encapsulated Ronin, tight and tantalising and so much at the same time as being not enough. He luxuriated in the feel of Remi around him, at the encouraging hands and the strong body beneath him, a breathless laugh escaping his lips at the stuttered impatience against the shell of his ear. More? He could do more. Moaning softly against the side of his husband’s neck, Ronin arched forward at last and buried himself to the hilt. Need met satisfaction like fire met ice, and the guildmaster was happy to lose himself to the resulting steam. Gripping the thigh hooked over his shoulder for better purchase and letting his fingers twine through the back of Remi’s curls, Ronin’s thrusts were slow and hard and deep, as if he was determined to savour every last bit of the alchemist. Lips parting in a silent O of pleasure, his fingers soon tightened in Remi’s hair, and he swore blissfully under his breath. |
shut the door & cut me open
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the White Knight
Age: 34 | Height: 5'10 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 15 - Strg: 60 - Dext: 75 - Endr: 60 - Luck: 82 - Int: 3 SUGAR - Mythical - Dragon (Ice Breath)
Played by: Honey
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