i've seen fire & i've seen rain.
i've seen sunny days that i thought would never end
i've seen sunny days that i thought would never end
Remi's teeth all but snapped in the wake of his partner's words, eyes rolling upwards with need and desperation. Understanding now more of why the beach and blanket wouldn't do, the alchemist reached his hand back up, fingers turned to claws to bury deeply in the wood of the wagon. The other arm wrapped tightly around Ronin's shoulder, pulling him close.
The muscles of Remi's thighs tensed and twitched as his heels encouraged the hunter's movements, scooping up under Ronin's ass as if he suddenly had the magic to bend physics and force Ronin even closer. Hissing a breath that screamed satisfaction while still wanting more more more, Remi's head lolled against Ronin's as coherent thought whispered away.
The sound of the wagon groaning, of skin on skin, of the gasped breaths and grunts, drove Remi close to climax far faster than he would have liked or suspected. Despite the sourness of his soul as of late, he and Ronin had been having sex about as often as they had done before. But something about this felt like the first time they'd been together in weeks. Even if the sex was the same, Remi felt touched in ways he hadn't. Or more rightly, in ways in which he hadn't allowed.
As stupidly sentimental as it all was, the alchemist felt tears springing to his eyes as he gasped breathlessly against Ronin's neck.
The muscles of Remi's thighs tensed and twitched as his heels encouraged the hunter's movements, scooping up under Ronin's ass as if he suddenly had the magic to bend physics and force Ronin even closer. Hissing a breath that screamed satisfaction while still wanting more more more, Remi's head lolled against Ronin's as coherent thought whispered away.
The sound of the wagon groaning, of skin on skin, of the gasped breaths and grunts, drove Remi close to climax far faster than he would have liked or suspected. Despite the sourness of his soul as of late, he and Ronin had been having sex about as often as they had done before. But something about this felt like the first time they'd been together in weeks. Even if the sex was the same, Remi felt touched in ways he hadn't. Or more rightly, in ways in which he hadn't allowed.
As stupidly sentimental as it all was, the alchemist felt tears springing to his eyes as he gasped breathlessly against Ronin's neck.
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.
