you're the waves at my feet

please just don't forget me Remi isn’t the only one who’s had a lot of time to think about this, and as Ronin gazes up at the alchemist astride him, wreathed in steam and impossibly tousled, he wants to say as much. But the words tie around his tongue, lips parting in a soft gasp at the sharp-tipped fingers that come grazing across his skin. His hands run over Remi’s thighs, the Star wanting to buck his hips up and into the delicious heat that ripples between them. He holds his nerve - barely - and a curse slips from between his lips as Remi starts to draw himself down, teeth and claws causing shivers to break out along his skin. ”You’re being unfair,” he accuses, adoring it and letting his head loll back against the nimbus, eyes slipping shut so he might surrender the rest of his senses to the feel of the other man. ”And how am I doing, as a raft? Better th— ah—” Sensation explodes in him suddenly, Ronin arching involuntarily against the pink lines Remi’s drawing own his sides, against the hot mouth teasing around his cock. ”Remi,” he half growls, ”fuck if I don’t love you more than anything, but I’ll kill you if you keep this up.”