REMI
Oh, Remi is happy to deal with Ronin's feet. Brushing his feathers against his husband's toes, Remi's hands roam down the Star's thighs where they might grab handfuls of ass as he tries to tickle his husband's feet. Happily squeezing away as if Ronin's butt was a stress ball for him to use, the alchemist's playful antics abruptly stop as he finds himself suddenly quite warm where it matters most. Gulping in a breath Ronin won't hear, the Lullaby is happily swept away in the sweet and mischievous splashes of emotion he feels emanating from the Star.
Beneath the water Remi's toes curl, and despite the cold and recent sexual antics, the alchemist's body does it damnedest to try and rise to the occasion.
Beneath the water Remi's toes curl, and despite the cold and recent sexual antics, the alchemist's body does it damnedest to try and rise to the occasion.
Who are you? They ask. Death?
Sometimes... I say. But not today
Sometimes... I say. But not today
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.
