RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
”Mm, closest place I can think of is the Greatwood in DeepFrost,” Ronin says softly, trying and failing to hide the way his breath stutters in his chest at the feel of Remi wrapped snugly around him. His hands, of course, are already starting to wander, sliding up the other man’s thighs and beneath his coat again, so he can squeeze a generous handful of his ass. Honestly, he’s not interested in the chill or the peace of the world around him - he’s entirely focused on his husband, scarred and handsome and blanketed in a backdrop of stars.
Moaning appreciatively into the kiss, Ronin lets his eyes slip shut so that he can listen more closely to the words the Lullaby whispers. A smile curls across his lips, Ronin humming out his agreement. ”What does that entail?” he asks. ”You want a cabin in the woods? A houseboat on a lake? Just to run from Torchline and never look back? Say the word and I’ll make it happen for you. That’s what being mine means.”
Moaning appreciatively into the kiss, Ronin lets his eyes slip shut so that he can listen more closely to the words the Lullaby whispers. A smile curls across his lips, Ronin humming out his agreement. ”What does that entail?” he asks. ”You want a cabin in the woods? A houseboat on a lake? Just to run from Torchline and never look back? Say the word and I’ll make it happen for you. That’s what being mine means.”
show me your darkness.
