RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
”Listen, when I can have you awake and lucid again, you’ll have so much practice as the patient that you’ll be begging to play doctor,” Ronin says, grinning and letting his fingers tighten playfully in the back of Remi’s curls. Only talk of their dreams makes him take pause, and even then it’s only for a second. ”I think he did. Parts of it anyway. He was delirious though, so it wasn’t really the best time to ask him about it.”
Dragging his husband closer still, he lets his free hand play along Remi’s lower back, sneaking into his coat so he can at least pretend to feel the warmth of the other man’s skin against his fingers. ”Frostbite? I will have to take this seriously, then, and make sure you don’t get cold.” He grins; if he has had to clean him up, it certainly isn’t something he’s liable to complain about, not when it’s the only intimacy he can get right now.
Dragging his husband closer still, he lets his free hand play along Remi’s lower back, sneaking into his coat so he can at least pretend to feel the warmth of the other man’s skin against his fingers. ”Frostbite? I will have to take this seriously, then, and make sure you don’t get cold.” He grins; if he has had to clean him up, it certainly isn’t something he’s liable to complain about, not when it’s the only intimacy he can get right now.
show me your darkness.
