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
As Ronin hitched him higher, Remi felt his heart lurch to a grinding stop, eyes widening in an overwhelming surge of pleasure. Gasping against his husband and holding on to him as the tide of his orgasm began to pull against the bottoms of his feet, he let it crash over him, moaning Ronin's name over and over and over again.
Remi came with pure joy on his lips and love closing his throat such that his lips could only part in silent shapes of pleasure and gratitude. He might have passed out then, whether from the release or the sheer relief of being back properly in the arms of his husband again, Remi had no idea nor did he let his mind worry about it.
Releasing the wagon with a shaky hand, he wrapped it around Ronin that he might eliminate all space between them, caring little for the stickiness that would coat Ronin's stomach as well as his own. Better that than the dead and dark distance that had been between them for the proceeding weeks. "You." Remi whispered against the side of Ronin's neck once he finally found his breath, and with it, his voice. "You. A thousand times you." What else was there to say? Apologies still threatened to spill from the alchemist's lips, but he let the silent shine of his tears speak into his overwhelming sorrow for how close he'd steered them towards the edge, only to have Ronin be the guardrail that held them from that fate.
Letting his head loll back against the wagon, the alchemist was caught between laughter and a sob, because of course he was. Only Remi would have the heart to both cry with joy and laugh at the absurdity that was his relationship with Ronin. Truly though, he'd not have it any other way.
Remi came with pure joy on his lips and love closing his throat such that his lips could only part in silent shapes of pleasure and gratitude. He might have passed out then, whether from the release or the sheer relief of being back properly in the arms of his husband again, Remi had no idea nor did he let his mind worry about it.
Releasing the wagon with a shaky hand, he wrapped it around Ronin that he might eliminate all space between them, caring little for the stickiness that would coat Ronin's stomach as well as his own. Better that than the dead and dark distance that had been between them for the proceeding weeks. "You." Remi whispered against the side of Ronin's neck once he finally found his breath, and with it, his voice. "You. A thousand times you." What else was there to say? Apologies still threatened to spill from the alchemist's lips, but he let the silent shine of his tears speak into his overwhelming sorrow for how close he'd steered them towards the edge, only to have Ronin be the guardrail that held them from that fate.
Letting his head loll back against the wagon, the alchemist was caught between laughter and a sob, because of course he was. Only Remi would have the heart to both cry with joy and laugh at the absurdity that was his relationship with Ronin. Truly though, he'd not have it any other way.
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.
