'All just her.' Remi repeated, thinking those words over. The pair hadn't exactly talked in detail about what Ronin's 'dream' had entailed, but the Alchemist couldn't say he was surprised to hear his husband's description. After all, it was very like Safrin to want everything to be about her, including sex.
"I always just sort of assumed that..." Breaking off with a bit of a huff, Remi squinted up at the sky trying to say what it was he meant. "I mean...she's a goddess. Your goddess. Even under regular circumstances, I think I would have expected you to want her in a way that had nothing to do with us." Almost as if it were a type of worship. Something that necessarily transcended love and bonds of matrimony. It wasn't cheating if it was with a god. Something like that, anyways. "But I never really knew the full extent of...her, I suppose."
Then, with a boyish grin, Remi nudged Ronin in the ribs (softly). "So the sex was good, then?" Much as the Alchemist might want to describe some of his encounters with Ronin as being 'total' or 'all-encompassing', it wasn't. They were always somewhere, in time, with distractions and bodies and all manner of other things to demarcate their mortality. But to be able to focus entirely on the one you were with? That did indeed sound heavenly.
"I always just sort of assumed that..." Breaking off with a bit of a huff, Remi squinted up at the sky trying to say what it was he meant. "I mean...she's a goddess. Your goddess. Even under regular circumstances, I think I would have expected you to want her in a way that had nothing to do with us." Almost as if it were a type of worship. Something that necessarily transcended love and bonds of matrimony. It wasn't cheating if it was with a god. Something like that, anyways. "But I never really knew the full extent of...her, I suppose."
Then, with a boyish grin, Remi nudged Ronin in the ribs (softly). "So the sex was good, then?" Much as the Alchemist might want to describe some of his encounters with Ronin as being 'total' or 'all-encompassing', it wasn't. They were always somewhere, in time, with distractions and bodies and all manner of other things to demarcate their mortality. But to be able to focus entirely on the one you were with? That did indeed sound heavenly.
who's got their claws in you my friend?
into your heart i'll b e a t again
into your heart i'll b e a t again
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.
