RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
It shouldn’t come as a surprise, what happens - and yet it completely unravels Ronin in the best way possible. The gasp on his lips turns into a hitched sort of groan as he finds himself pinned against Remi in all available positions, and the Lullaby isn’t the only one who needs a second. Pleasure explodes from Ronin up through the base of his cock and right through his core, spreading like the crackle of a firework that leaves his fingers tingling and his lips numb.
Gods, Remi, I— There aren’t words, though, not really, and he’s left in a similar state of frozen ecstasy, his forehead resting against his husband’s, his body and soul filled with all the other man has to offer. And fuck, then Remi starts to move again, and even the most gentle rock of his hips has a loud groan rumbling up from Ronin’s throat, the Star left trying to remember to breathe as it all happens. His body shifts and grinds against his husband entirely of its own accord - or at least it feels that way - and Ronin is filled with liquid heat, with a sense of barely needing to exist apart from his partner.
Harder, he urges, as if tempting fate, demanding the wild incoherence of all of this.
Gods, Remi, I— There aren’t words, though, not really, and he’s left in a similar state of frozen ecstasy, his forehead resting against his husband’s, his body and soul filled with all the other man has to offer. And fuck, then Remi starts to move again, and even the most gentle rock of his hips has a loud groan rumbling up from Ronin’s throat, the Star left trying to remember to breathe as it all happens. His body shifts and grinds against his husband entirely of its own accord - or at least it feels that way - and Ronin is filled with liquid heat, with a sense of barely needing to exist apart from his partner.
Harder, he urges, as if tempting fate, demanding the wild incoherence of all of this.
show me your darkness.
