i've got a river for a soul
That Remi is of a similar mind to Ronin should be of no surprise to anyone. He's always a little hard when the hunter is around, and impossibly so when they're naked together. Typically he can keep his thoughts inline, but that's only when he has just his to worry about. Feeling the dark pull of Ronin's own fledgling erotic thoughts seep through harmonizes perfectly with the flickers of arousal the Alchemist has already felt, such that he's suddenly overcome with it. Biting the inside of his lip and tilting his head upwards so that the water is splashing him directly in the face, he makes a fist that he uses to brace himself with against the wall of the shower as his knees threaten to buckle.
"Ronin.." He says warily, pulling himself from the hunter's grasp and curling his toes in silent frustration. This might become a problem.. Remi muses silently as he forces his mind onto something else. Anything else. When finally he's pulled himself free of the cloudy fog of desire, the Alchemist gives his husband a restrained but amused sort of look. "We are going to have to investigate that further." He adds once he's able to keep his thoughts under control.
"No, but she might have if I was anything other than an asshole to her this whole time." Remi says with a sigh, reaching up and turning some of the suds Ronin has created into devil horns popping out of his curls.
As Ronin thinks, Remi is helpless to do anything other than smile with stupid adoration. That his husband is so impossibly attractive is really a disservice, Remi thinks as Ronin ponders; everyone is so enamoured by him that few get to see how clever he really is. "I almost feel like the people I would tell—Vai, Phoebe—are the ones who won't mind. It's everyone else...Sam, Nate, Finn.." (Gods, Finn) "..who'd likely take issue with it."
"Ronin.." He says warily, pulling himself from the hunter's grasp and curling his toes in silent frustration. This might become a problem.. Remi muses silently as he forces his mind onto something else. Anything else. When finally he's pulled himself free of the cloudy fog of desire, the Alchemist gives his husband a restrained but amused sort of look. "We are going to have to investigate that further." He adds once he's able to keep his thoughts under control.
"No, but she might have if I was anything other than an asshole to her this whole time." Remi says with a sigh, reaching up and turning some of the suds Ronin has created into devil horns popping out of his curls.
As Ronin thinks, Remi is helpless to do anything other than smile with stupid adoration. That his husband is so impossibly attractive is really a disservice, Remi thinks as Ronin ponders; everyone is so enamoured by him that few get to see how clever he really is. "I almost feel like the people I would tell—Vai, Phoebe—are the ones who won't mind. It's everyone else...Sam, Nate, Finn.." (Gods, Finn) "..who'd likely take issue with it."
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.
