i found cynicism, i found criticism
i've been zero to hero & i have been the villain
i've been zero to hero & i have been the villain
"Because you're a coward." Remi snarled with a nod as if expecting as much. Still, he too resisted, his nails scouring deep grooves into the wood; a visual metaphor for what it was he wanted to do to Sam's neck.
Had he ears then, they would have been pinned against his skull. The look Sam would see in his eyes was feral then, a dangerous mixture of encouragement and a deadly promise that, like love and hate, sex and death were near twins in his mind just now.
A trick he used often with Ronin, Sam would find their clothes suddenly dissolved away. Unlike Ronin however, there would be no rose petals scattered on the ground. Instead, dry leaves would blow away in the light sea breeze, leaving Remi's firm erection easily accessible to Sam's wandering hand.
Pressing his forehead just over Sam's shoulder so that his upper body might continue to pin the ascended in place, Remi's free hand wandered down to the swell of his Sam's ass, his fingers shockingly gentle for a moment.
Until they weren't.
Roughly inserting a finger inside of Sam, Remi turned his face towards the ascended's ear, panting harshly. "Beg for it." He hissed, his finger stretching and tugging inside of Sam in a way that warbled intentionally between pleasure and pain. Meanwhile Remi's cock would spasm in Sam's hand, the length of it achingly hard and desperate for something more than just the bookmaker's all too soft fingers around it.
Had he ears then, they would have been pinned against his skull. The look Sam would see in his eyes was feral then, a dangerous mixture of encouragement and a deadly promise that, like love and hate, sex and death were near twins in his mind just now.
A trick he used often with Ronin, Sam would find their clothes suddenly dissolved away. Unlike Ronin however, there would be no rose petals scattered on the ground. Instead, dry leaves would blow away in the light sea breeze, leaving Remi's firm erection easily accessible to Sam's wandering hand.
Pressing his forehead just over Sam's shoulder so that his upper body might continue to pin the ascended in place, Remi's free hand wandered down to the swell of his Sam's ass, his fingers shockingly gentle for a moment.
Until they weren't.
Roughly inserting a finger inside of Sam, Remi turned his face towards the ascended's ear, panting harshly. "Beg for it." He hissed, his finger stretching and tugging inside of Sam in a way that warbled intentionally between pleasure and pain. Meanwhile Remi's cock would spasm in Sam's hand, the length of it achingly hard and desperate for something more than just the bookmaker's all too soft fingers around it.
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.
