RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
Ronin offers a similarly lopsided smile back to Remi, though his fingers only loosen perhaps a fraction in the other man’s curls. Enough for the Star to shift and pull Remi astride him, anyway. ”Mm. If nothing else, I could give him a chance to get some rest without nightmares. I prefer your dreams, though. And you are both awful patients.” His laughter rumbles up in his chest, fingers pressing further against the Lullaby’s lower back, happily giving chase.
Arching off the snow ever so slightly, Ronin tries to tilt his hips enough to topple Remi so he’s properly sprawled over him, leaning up to kiss the side of his neck. ”You promise?” he purrs. ”I love being in trouble with you. You’re always a very fair and level-headed judge.” Ronin’s filthy chuckle absolutely suggests otherwise, but there’s a first time for everything, right?
Arching off the snow ever so slightly, Ronin tries to tilt his hips enough to topple Remi so he’s properly sprawled over him, leaning up to kiss the side of his neck. ”You promise?” he purrs. ”I love being in trouble with you. You’re always a very fair and level-headed judge.” Ronin’s filthy chuckle absolutely suggests otherwise, but there’s a first time for everything, right?
show me your darkness.
