lay a whisper on my pillow, leave the winter on the ground
"And yet you threw star bolts at me when I tried. Some might call that an abuse of power, you know." Remi replies, his voice growing rougher as his accent spaces out the syllables of each word. It's how Remi sounds when he's lost in thought, or distracted as is currently the case. Swallowing hard, his fingers flex in Ronin's grip in places they want to linger, though offer no resistance as they are gently tugged along. Licking his lips, close enough that his tongue nearly brushes against Ronin's, the Alchemist hums a distracted sound of agreement. He opens his mouth to say something, before biting down on a moan as his hands are finally allowed to grab.
Between them his cock twitches as Remi draws in another breath. He's as delighted as he is maddened by this charade, and with his palms firmly covering the swell of his husband's ass, it's all he can do not to pin him against the open door frame. His eyes slip shut as Ronin's fingers walk their way up, and already Remi can feel the riotous desire he feels for Ronin threatening to boil over.
"Inside? Me? The scandal of it. Surely there is something I can do. Do you want to hear me beg? Is that it?" Remi's words are fluttery for good reason given how hard his heart is pounding. "I'll even do it on my knees." He adds wickedly, keeping his palms firmly on his husband as he locked eyes with the hunter and descends. His knees touch the porch as Remi settles back on his heels, never once looking away from Ronin. The Star's cock is just an inch or so from the Alchemist's mouth as his fingers roam down to the back to Ronin's thighs. "I—" This is said with his mouth open far more than it needs to be, the O of his lips a breath away from the tip of Ronin's cock. "—am so very sorry."
Between them his cock twitches as Remi draws in another breath. He's as delighted as he is maddened by this charade, and with his palms firmly covering the swell of his husband's ass, it's all he can do not to pin him against the open door frame. His eyes slip shut as Ronin's fingers walk their way up, and already Remi can feel the riotous desire he feels for Ronin threatening to boil over.
"Inside? Me? The scandal of it. Surely there is something I can do. Do you want to hear me beg? Is that it?" Remi's words are fluttery for good reason given how hard his heart is pounding. "I'll even do it on my knees." He adds wickedly, keeping his palms firmly on his husband as he locked eyes with the hunter and descends. His knees touch the porch as Remi settles back on his heels, never once looking away from Ronin. The Star's cock is just an inch or so from the Alchemist's mouth as his fingers roam down to the back to Ronin's thighs. "I—" This is said with his mouth open far more than it needs to be, the O of his lips a breath away from the tip of Ronin's cock. "—am so very sorry."
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.
