RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
”I fucking believe it,” Ronin just about manages, the words half moaned into Remi’s mouth, and as the play of tongue and teeth echoes down the length of his erection, the Star is nearly undone by it. He wants to ask how the fuck Remi is doing what he’s doing, in order to better reciprocate (obviously), but the other man has him wrapped thoroughly around his little finger in the moment. About all Ronin is capable of his bracing his arm against the snowy ground for better leverage, meeting the grind of Remi’s hips with his own.
That is a nifty new trick you’ve found, he purrs through the Attuned bond, since his mouth is very busy elsewhere. Every flick of the tongue, every press of lips, it’s as if Remi has stolen his ability of projection. And hell, Ronin is happy for him to have it, if this is what he’s using it for.
That is a nifty new trick you’ve found, he purrs through the Attuned bond, since his mouth is very busy elsewhere. Every flick of the tongue, every press of lips, it’s as if Remi has stolen his ability of projection. And hell, Ronin is happy for him to have it, if this is what he’s using it for.
show me your darkness.
