only one only one.
Remi grit his teeth against the rising tide of his hunger and need. Raising his fingers and pressing them against the bridge of his nose, he took a shaky breath, releasing it quickly. "Gods damnit Ronin, DO IT." He shouted, the words partially lost as his teeth turned sharp. Opening his eyes, now rimmed with predatory gold, the alchemist took a step forward, retaking the lost ground between himself and the luxere.
Had Ronin the ability to feel his ring in this form, he'd feel the voracious thunder of his husband's heart as it raced wildly against the slipping confines of Remi's restraint. Tongue heavy with saliva and the taste for blood, Remi clamped his teeth together, taking another step.
..think...of yourself. hands. feet. just...think of your body. He mentally gasped, trying to find a handhold on his own sanity and finding it lacking.
Had Ronin the ability to feel his ring in this form, he'd feel the voracious thunder of his husband's heart as it raced wildly against the slipping confines of Remi's restraint. Tongue heavy with saliva and the taste for blood, Remi clamped his teeth together, taking another step.
..think...of yourself. hands. feet. just...think of your body. He mentally gasped, trying to find a handhold on his own sanity and finding it lacking.
the alchemist
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.
