RONIN
the dark star
"I would like that," Ronin says with a grin that's equally as mischievous, and he presses in for a kiss as his lip is nibbled on, as if he's trying to bring the sensation back. "Ugh, fine. I will pull out all the stops for our dream date, especially since you're spending my favours. May as well make an occasion of it," he reasons, nudging his husband hopefully that he might persuade him that they can pretend to feel each other for a little longer.
"There is nothing wrong with my attention span. I always get everything done that I need to, don't I?" he inquires with a bounce of his eyebrows, tearing his gaze away from their sleeping monster of a son so he can nestle further into the seat with Remi. "I'd like to fall asleep with you again," he murmurs. "But not... in the wagon. Not somewhere that you'll feel like I've gone missing when you wake up. Any preference, for a dream bed?" he asks.
"There is nothing wrong with my attention span. I always get everything done that I need to, don't I?" he inquires with a bounce of his eyebrows, tearing his gaze away from their sleeping monster of a son so he can nestle further into the seat with Remi. "I'd like to fall asleep with you again," he murmurs. "But not... in the wagon. Not somewhere that you'll feel like I've gone missing when you wake up. Any preference, for a dream bed?" he asks.
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
i just gotta be dramatic first
