you're the waves at my feet

i kept falling over, i kept looking backward

"Oh....oh..." Remi says—and then says again—as he comprehends what it is his husband is saying. "That's a relief to hear. Not that I would have been upset about the two of you, only that...I would be upset if you wanted him after seeing him that way." But Ronin was a good sort. Kinky and experimental though some of his inclinations might be, that sort of darkness simply did not live in the Star.

"If there's only one man here, what does that make me?" Remi huffs indignantly, though it's hard to be anything but twitterpated as Ronin's hands scour his backside. "Can you imagine showing up late to your own wedding," The alchemist's lips dance across Ronin's, teeth tugging and his tongue accentuating certain words as he speaks. "-because you were having sex with someone else? I think I could take Nate, but that would certainly be a weird situation to be in." Remi finishes in a whisper.

Glancing over his shoulder, the world seemingly swathed in heat and mist, Remi bites the inside of his cheek. "How do you think they're all doing? Gathering their samples and whatnot?" He asks in a sly tone, his hands slipping from Ronin's neck and down into the water where they ghost across the huntsman's sides.

i went broke believing that the simple should be hard

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