REMI
the lullaby
walk me home in the dead of night
Shut up, Ronin The alchemist purrs back. His hands have slipped beneath the huntsman's jacket and shirt, fingers wide to touch and feel as much of the Star's back as he can. There is something so incredibly satisfying and arousing about the muscular topography of his husband, and though his body is one Remi knows well, he's happy to let his fingers re-travel his pathways and peaks just the same.
Gods, I want...I want so much more of you. Thickly accented, Remi's mental voice nearly sounds drunk with desire. He's crazed with the possibilities that stretch from his imagination. There is a shade of aggression in his fingertips, in how they press into Ronin's skin for a moment as if the tension inside of the Lullaby is so great that he's threatening to burst with it.
Kissing Ronin in earnest again, Remi lets his imagination flow out of him, draping the Star entirely. Ronin will feel hands against the skin of his thighs, desperately pushing the huntsman's hips forward. The mouth around his erection doubles its efforts too, taking in all of him in swift motions. Lips curl around Ronin's ears, hands tangling in his hair, while teeth nip at his fingers.
All of you It isn't so much a thought as it is pure emotion. The clothing between the two ripples away and Remi moans loudly at the press and warmth of Ronin against him.
Gods, I want...I want so much more of you. Thickly accented, Remi's mental voice nearly sounds drunk with desire. He's crazed with the possibilities that stretch from his imagination. There is a shade of aggression in his fingertips, in how they press into Ronin's skin for a moment as if the tension inside of the Lullaby is so great that he's threatening to burst with it.
Kissing Ronin in earnest again, Remi lets his imagination flow out of him, draping the Star entirely. Ronin will feel hands against the skin of his thighs, desperately pushing the huntsman's hips forward. The mouth around his erection doubles its efforts too, taking in all of him in swift motions. Lips curl around Ronin's ears, hands tangling in his hair, while teeth nip at his fingers.
All of you It isn't so much a thought as it is pure emotion. The clothing between the two ripples away and Remi moans loudly at the press and warmth of Ronin against him.
because i can't be alone with all that's on my mind
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
