i cut the ties and i jumped the tracks, for never to return
'Oh, I don't know about that. I can't imagine living with you and your smugness had you been my first male kiss." Remi protests, plopping the stolen pineapple in his mouth. "Wan' i' 'ack?" The alchemist asks, opening his mouth to reveal a very slimy bit of pineapple on his tongue.
"Talk about growth. You stood there naked just like the day we met, but yes, I most certainly didn't think about killing you." Remi agrees, rolling his eyes at the absurdity of it all. "Surely though that was better than just letting a potential Ludo-ghost waltz into the house." Grinning at the offered meat, Remi gently helps himself to it, before softly letting his teeth graze over one of Ronin's fingers. Someone is daring tonight. The alchemist thinks. Speaking with his mouth full would be rude, of course.
Swallowing the last bit of meat, the alchemist exhales a laugh, running his tongue over his teeth to remove the remaining juices and sauce. "It also felt a bit like having your home entirely torn down." Remi had been with Ianto at the time, happily even. Ronin's kiss had changed things absolutely for the better, but that didn't mean it hadn't left its fair share of destruction as well. "I do remember thinking I'd felt anything more right before. And I still feel it now, every time." So saying Remi leans forward, all pineapple sweetness, to kiss his husband, savouring the warmth of him, the feeling of his lips, the familiar dance of tongues and synchronized breaths.
"Talk about growth. You stood there naked just like the day we met, but yes, I most certainly didn't think about killing you." Remi agrees, rolling his eyes at the absurdity of it all. "Surely though that was better than just letting a potential Ludo-ghost waltz into the house." Grinning at the offered meat, Remi gently helps himself to it, before softly letting his teeth graze over one of Ronin's fingers. Someone is daring tonight. The alchemist thinks. Speaking with his mouth full would be rude, of course.
Swallowing the last bit of meat, the alchemist exhales a laugh, running his tongue over his teeth to remove the remaining juices and sauce. "It also felt a bit like having your home entirely torn down." Remi had been with Ianto at the time, happily even. Ronin's kiss had changed things absolutely for the better, but that didn't mean it hadn't left its fair share of destruction as well. "I do remember thinking I'd felt anything more right before. And I still feel it now, every time." So saying Remi leans forward, all pineapple sweetness, to kiss his husband, savouring the warmth of him, the feeling of his lips, the familiar dance of tongues and synchronized breaths.
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.
