not if I get you first

i've seen fire & i've seen rain.
i've seen sunny days that i thought would never end

"Mmmm?" The alchemist hummed, arms folded across his chest offering his husband a mere bob of his brows in response to his pleas. "I think you've nearly got it." He commented taking a few steps closer. What Ronin had nearly gotten was impossibly stuck, and there was something immensely satisfying about seeing his husband waist-deep in a sea of brown he was helpless to shake.

Kneeling down, Remi feigned concern, reaching out to brush his cheek across Ronin's cheek to rid the hunter's skin of an errant bit of mud (as if that was the biggest of his worries at the moment). "There. Much better."