RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
”Does it? I would never.” Ronin gasps dramatically, only to feign injury as his fingers are nearly taken off with the marshmallow. ”So bitey, husband.” He finishes his treat, leaning in to kiss Remi’s cheek and nibble at his ear, as if in revenge. If revenge was mutually beneficial, of course. He watches with a mix of amusement and horror as the other man repeatedly burns himself on blackened sugar, slowly shaking his head as if to tell him he’s good, thank you very much.
More mallows follow, at least, and these look like they might actually make it out alive, Ronin idly letting his hands trace patterns over Remi’s back as they talk. ”I imagine it’s some sort of magic. Apparently Frey is responsible for them, so it’s got a god’s touch to it. I’ll be honest, for once I didn’t ask many questions. I just want to get there and have you back.” He grins.
More mallows follow, at least, and these look like they might actually make it out alive, Ronin idly letting his hands trace patterns over Remi’s back as they talk. ”I imagine it’s some sort of magic. Apparently Frey is responsible for them, so it’s got a god’s touch to it. I’ll be honest, for once I didn’t ask many questions. I just want to get there and have you back.” He grins.
show me your darkness.
