maybe this is us for now

REMI

"You don't seem to mind all that much." Remi counters, before sipping in a quick breath as he's tugged forward and his lips captured. Tangling his arms around Ronin, his grip suggesting that he might never let the Star go, the alchemist lets his tongue drag slowly across Ronin's lips, revelling in the moment. It's a far cry from the bestial sex just recently had, but it is every bit as satisfying.

"Oh I see." Remi chuckles, pressing his nose against his husband's. "It's a rather strange tactic, to try and impress me by doing things I dislike." He adds, as if hygiene was really such a put-off. That he's so easily led, his knees made instantly weak by the Star is all the evidence needed to very much suggest that whatever Ronin does, it absolutely has the desired effect on Remi.

More than happy to strut through the forest naked (Ronin is about to see a very different side of the alchemist, if he's left in these woods too long), Remi glances briefly over his husband's shoulder as the Stongsong roars into view. "Why Ronin, I suggest you watch your step, or you're going to find yourself with me on top of you again."

Who are you? They ask. Death?
Sometimes... I say. But not today