this is me trying

RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving Ronin absolutely knows how sweet his husband can be, and he also finds himself hoping that Cian finds himself on the receiving end of Remi's claws should he decide to go at him with the intention of strong-arming him into something that is none of his concern. "I suppose maybe I'm still feeling guilty about everything. All the shit I was doing here in Stormbreak without telling you, all the Safrin stuff..." Ronin shrugs and lets out a long, heavy sigh. "But I just... After all that's happened over the past few weeks, I just..." He's not articulating himself well, Ronin's laugh bubbling out of him. "I guess right now, at least, I really don't mind if you want to fuck Isla a thousand times. If you come home to me, to this bed, then go nuts." He burrows a bit deeper under the covers, just in time to realise that he's kindled his husband's interest all over again. "She's very attractive," he nods seriously to Remi, though the buzz of amusement in his emotions is clear. "And you are very lucky, to be able to bounce between the two of us." Reaching out to tilt up the Lullaby's chin, Ronin's kiss is soft and chaste and lingering. "As long as we keep talking like this, I think we'll be just fine," he says. And he means it, too.