REMI
Remi doesn't know where he is. To be fair, he hadn't really known anyway, but as Ronin's cock enters him, the world fades away into a crackling white tinged with buds of purple that radiate and pulse with every thrust. Were this a dream there would be an earthen ceiling for Remi to dig his claws into for purchase and release. Here, in reality, there is only white plaster which is out of reach, leaving the alchemist blissfully confined to the here and now.
Wrapping his legs around the Star's thighs that the shifting and rise of his hips might be added into the dance of his husband's body, Remi sinks entirely into the moment without concern for what sounds the soldier's outside might be treated to or how long the moment would last. There would be more of this for the rest of their lives, and hasty though this might be, it was real.
Within the wellspring of passion and wildfire-desire that bubbles and broils within the alchemist, is a white-hot core of unyielding love for the Star. Remi's magic lets it spill out and over, mixing with the relief and blinding love he feels from Ronin in return.
Wrapping his legs around the Star's thighs that the shifting and rise of his hips might be added into the dance of his husband's body, Remi sinks entirely into the moment without concern for what sounds the soldier's outside might be treated to or how long the moment would last. There would be more of this for the rest of their lives, and hasty though this might be, it was real.
Within the wellspring of passion and wildfire-desire that bubbles and broils within the alchemist, is a white-hot core of unyielding love for the Star. Remi's magic lets it spill out and over, mixing with the relief and blinding love he feels from Ronin in return.
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.
