arms give away your need
Remi is lucky - despite the Star’s earlier fragility, the tour around this house of what-ifs has bolstered him and then some. Although he’s already wrapped around the alchemist, Remi will feel the impression that this is somehow more-than; that Ronin has become his husband’s soft place to land, and any darkness and doubt is combatted by laughter and light. There’s a trust in the huntsman, even in the throes of passion and the drive of the Lullaby’s hips (and gods if they aren’t everything and more), that something can and should be born out of the love they’ve pledged to each other.
Then don’t— His mental voice is strained, and the way he arches into his husband’s touch tells everything that words simply can’t. The world tilts and rocks and the room blurs in and out of focus, until sometimes it’s the forest sprawling overhead and soft grass blanketing them. Until sometimes they’re being lashed by rain in a tempest that’s as refreshing as it is dangerous.
Moaning something incoherent into the alchemist’s curls, his orgasm takes him not a moment too soon. Ronin’s fingers slip from feathers back around Remi’s shoulders, holding the other man against him so their hearts can thunder as one.
Then don’t— His mental voice is strained, and the way he arches into his husband’s touch tells everything that words simply can’t. The world tilts and rocks and the room blurs in and out of focus, until sometimes it’s the forest sprawling overhead and soft grass blanketing them. Until sometimes they’re being lashed by rain in a tempest that’s as refreshing as it is dangerous.
Moaning something incoherent into the alchemist’s curls, his orgasm takes him not a moment too soon. Ronin’s fingers slip from feathers back around Remi’s shoulders, holding the other man against him so their hearts can thunder as one.
tie them up and around me
and play me as you please
RONIN
