lay a whisper on my pillow, leave the winter on the ground
"Well, I suppose it's just your word against mine." Remi suggests, cheeks flushed to a shade that's very nearly purple there's so much heat. As he says the words against mine, he tempts both of their resolves by letting his hips shift forward just enough for their lengths to graze against one another, before he straightens, as if it hadn't been intentional at all.
Remi's sea-bright stare grows all the more primal as Ronin's fingers twine into his curls, the pressure of it a welcome companion to the pressure already low in his belly. "I—." Again the word is said with far more articulation than is reasonably necessary. Shuffling slightly on his heels, intending to be here for a moment, Remi bites the inside of his cheek to keep his voice from sounding too wickedly delightful. "Perhaps...since I have made things so hard on you...I should make reparations.." The ssss does not hiss but instead glides from Remi's mouth, followed quickly by his tongue. Circling the head of Ronin's cock, his fingers tighten against the back of Ronin's thighs, though rather than encouraging the hunter forward, he instead holds him in place. This is Remi's apology after all, and he'll make it how he wants.
Looking up the muscled vista of his husband's body as he takes Ronin's erection all the way into his mouth, he hums a note he hopes warbles deep into the Star's sensitive skin as his lips firmly wrap around Ronin's cock.
Remi's sea-bright stare grows all the more primal as Ronin's fingers twine into his curls, the pressure of it a welcome companion to the pressure already low in his belly. "I—." Again the word is said with far more articulation than is reasonably necessary. Shuffling slightly on his heels, intending to be here for a moment, Remi bites the inside of his cheek to keep his voice from sounding too wickedly delightful. "Perhaps...since I have made things so hard on you...I should make reparations.." The ssss does not hiss but instead glides from Remi's mouth, followed quickly by his tongue. Circling the head of Ronin's cock, his fingers tighten against the back of Ronin's thighs, though rather than encouraging the hunter forward, he instead holds him in place. This is Remi's apology after all, and he'll make it how he wants.
Looking up the muscled vista of his husband's body as he takes Ronin's erection all the way into his mouth, he hums a note he hopes warbles deep into the Star's sensitive skin as his lips firmly wrap around Ronin's cock.
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.
