lay a whisper on my pillow, leave the winter on the ground
Remi does not halt. Whether his ass shakes a bit more than necessary as he flies ahead of the Star is entirely something the pair can discuss later. Or...now, as it turns out. Blinking in unhappy surprise as his epic victory is stolen away by his husband's latest trick, Remi's wings flail out wide to try and bring him to an abrupt of a halt as possible. With an unhappy boyish snarl on his lips, Remi lands and is about to plant his hands defiantly on his hips, until he sees that Ronin too has relieved himself of his clothes.
Feeling his knees grow weak just as his stomach does a flip, Remi stutters in a breath as he raises his hands above his head. "Alright, you got me, you got me." He says pleadingly. "I'm sure we can work this out somehow." Forgoing his wings for a heated stare of his own, Remi lowers his hands, placing his wrists together and offering them out towards the Star. "See? I'll even let you cuff me." Leaning forward, the scruff on his cheek brushing against Ronin's as he seeks out his husband's ear, he whispers: "Though I can't promise that I'll cum quietly."
Feeling his knees grow weak just as his stomach does a flip, Remi stutters in a breath as he raises his hands above his head. "Alright, you got me, you got me." He says pleadingly. "I'm sure we can work this out somehow." Forgoing his wings for a heated stare of his own, Remi lowers his hands, placing his wrists together and offering them out towards the Star. "See? I'll even let you cuff me." Leaning forward, the scruff on his cheek brushing against Ronin's as he seeks out his husband's ear, he whispers: "Though I can't promise that I'll cum quietly."
THE ALCHEMIST
i wake up lonely, this air of silence, in the bedroom and all around
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.
