arms give away your need
"Maybe," Ronin agrees. He has no idea, of course. No idea that a physical relationship between Remi and Finn is nigh on impossible, or that it doesn't even describe a small fraction of the strange connection that the two men share. He has no clue how deep the Spyglass's nightmares go, or what part Remi plays in them. Ronin's role in dreams is one of light and rescue; he is the barest ripple on the surface of the darkness that plagues others.
He smiles sadly back at his husband, giving him a gentle squeeze before burrowing back beneath the blankets around him. "I suppose she wouldn't, being Ascended." If he were thinking clearly, that might be worth keeping in the back of his mind. Ascended don't dream.
Remi stiffens and Ronin leans up automatically for a kiss, his lips and tongue gentle and slow, his hands warm and wandering. "It is only ever you for me," he agrees, the words a promise writ upon their lips. "That will never change, come what may." Come gods and wars, come men and machines. It doesn't matter.
He smiles sadly back at his husband, giving him a gentle squeeze before burrowing back beneath the blankets around him. "I suppose she wouldn't, being Ascended." If he were thinking clearly, that might be worth keeping in the back of his mind. Ascended don't dream.
Remi stiffens and Ronin leans up automatically for a kiss, his lips and tongue gentle and slow, his hands warm and wandering. "It is only ever you for me," he agrees, the words a promise writ upon their lips. "That will never change, come what may." Come gods and wars, come men and machines. It doesn't matter.
tie them up and around me
and play me as you please
RONIN
