[Training] what i see in the sea

i'm a boat in the ocean, & my sails are broken

Kindness. Is that what this is? Perhaps, in a way. Just one friend helping out another. If this is the lead weight keeping them from flying—from reaching Ronin and the wedding they're late for—surely they need to do whatever they must to release it? Perhaps had Remi known that he'd been the direct cause of Sunjata's discomfort, that his horn touching and grinding had brought them precisely to this point, he'd have felt some other way about it. As it was, he felt vaguely practical about it.

And this was a skill he certainly had.

Remi blinks down at the erection before him, having only seen Ronin naked for the past few years. It's a bit staggering, just how different this lump of anatomy can seem from body to body. Not knowing where they are in the world nor how vast this ocean of sand is (they are in fact, less than a hundred meters or so from home), Remi nods to himself as much as to Jata. "Nor I." He agrees, wrapping his fingers around the base of the other man's cock just as he had done with his horns. With wings held out from his side for balance, the Lullaby leans down over the long and tanned body which has become his raft, his tongue whispering softly over the head of the Flood's cock.

Testing the waters, so to speak.

THE LULLABY

give me an oar 'cause you're the shore that I've been trying to reach