Sighing out a moan of content agreement, Remi's eyes nearly roll back as his lashes flutter closed, the word more ringing like a bell of liquid fire in his mind. The delicious tug of Ronin's fingers in his curls causes his toes to twist upon the hammock and gods if it isn't hard for the alchemist not to dig his claws into the man twined around him. Tilting his head slightly, his unshaven cheek brushing against one of Ronin's shoulders, he stares with parted lips at the perfection that is his husband. From the dark trail of hair that scatters down his stomach, the godly rippling of muscles fitted beneath bronze skin, to the Star's erection sandwiched between where their bodies joined, it's enough to entirely steal Remi's breath and make the room spin.
The muscles of the alchemist's back ripple, and in turn his wings flex outward. The fingers of his hand gripping Ronin's thigh do the same. It's as if his body thinks if it allows other parts of itself to shiver and quake with taut sexual energy that it will help his hips continue their glacial pace. How successful this is is entirely subjective though. Heaving a shallow breath into the muscles that connect Ronin's neck to his shoulder, the alchemist makes a noise halfway between a muffled laugh and a plea of release.
"You'd..think somehow this would be easier in a dream." He groans shakily, already feeling the tell-tale static on the balls of his feet.
The muscles of the alchemist's back ripple, and in turn his wings flex outward. The fingers of his hand gripping Ronin's thigh do the same. It's as if his body thinks if it allows other parts of itself to shiver and quake with taut sexual energy that it will help his hips continue their glacial pace. How successful this is is entirely subjective though. Heaving a shallow breath into the muscles that connect Ronin's neck to his shoulder, the alchemist makes a noise halfway between a muffled laugh and a plea of release.
"You'd..think somehow this would be easier in a dream." He groans shakily, already feeling the tell-tale static on the balls of his feet.
who's got their claws in you my friend?
into your heart i'll b e a t again
into your heart i'll b e a t again
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.
