help me, i'm drowning

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

It was true, this intimacy felt like the first they'd had in a very, very long time. It wasn't that Remi hadn't been present with his partner in the past few weeks, moreso that his heart hadn't been there. To say Ronin might have been anyone when the alchemist crawled into bed, needing release and sleep, wouldn't be the truth. What was closer, was that it was mere convenience. A bandaid.

"It is. For forever and then some." Remi agreed, lashes fluttering shut as Ronin's mouth found his. Gasping in sharply at the grind of the hunter's body against his, Remi felt for all the world like some naive teenager, utterly undone by the touch of a handsome man. Every fibre of him was on fire, responding with immediate heat to every one of Ronin's movements in a way which was blissfully overwhelming.

His palm pressed against Ronin's lower back just as the hunter's shirt turned into petals that scattered off of his skin. Grinning stupidly against his husband's lips at this, the memory of the first time he'd done this winking to life behind closed lids, he let his own shirt dissolve away. Moaning into Ronin's mouth at the feeling of skin on skin, the alchemist wrapped a leg around Ronin's upper thighs, his core screaming out for more, and more, and more...of Ronin.