With fingers singing over the hunter's muscular back, Remi gasped into Ronin's hair as he thrust himself forward. "R—nin" Remi moaned as his eyes rolled back and his lashes lowered, drowning in both the physical rush of Ronin's thrusts but the emotional as well. Passion and desire mixed with love and adoration rolled through him like a thunderclap, his every nerve attuned to his husband's movements with perfect and dizzying clarity.
Curling his shoulders up and off the bed if only so Ronin's thrusts might rock deeper in, Remi's cheek pressed distractedly against the side of his husband's face. "Every...inch.." The alchemist panted, torn between delight and hazy desperation. Filling as Ronin was, there was still an untapped spring singing with heat that Remi desperately needed his husband to release. Pressing down with his heel against Ronin's shoulder as one might encourage a horse, the alchemist let his own hips buck upwards even as his shoulders rocked back, lost and yet tethered both to the rhythm of his lover.
Curling his shoulders up and off the bed if only so Ronin's thrusts might rock deeper in, Remi's cheek pressed distractedly against the side of his husband's face. "Every...inch.." The alchemist panted, torn between delight and hazy desperation. Filling as Ronin was, there was still an untapped spring singing with heat that Remi desperately needed his husband to release. Pressing down with his heel against Ronin's shoulder as one might encourage a horse, the alchemist let his own hips buck upwards even as his shoulders rocked back, lost and yet tethered both to the rhythm of his lover.
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.
