it was me who wrote onto the wooden door your name
"I had forgotten women could have multiple orgasms, but that is something you should have known." Remi says, sounding vaguely critical. "Why did we never make that part of our dreams?" Honestly, what had they ever been thinking?
Melting into the feeling of Ronin's fingertips against his body, Remi lets them echo against the Star. Every touch is a pulse of pale green in the landscape of Remi's emotions, with the swirl of Ronin's hands bleeding away into blue tipped with an energetic yellow. "Back in Northaven it made...people assume things about me. Not wrong things, perhaps, but...here I suppose that does not matter."
Remi sighs against Ronin, with a whisper of a whine slipping over his tongue. Spent though they are, there is little that Remi cares to do in terms of keeping himself in check. Now that he's free to let himself be with his husband again without feeling as though he's putting them at risk, he has no want for restraint. Yes. Perhaps we can bring her some things from here which are harder to get in the woods? Spices and herbs, some cloth? Remi's mind is already running away with him, as if lavishing the Witch with gifts will somehow make up for the fact that she's starting over, basically alone, not for the first time, again.
Melting into the feeling of Ronin's fingertips against his body, Remi lets them echo against the Star. Every touch is a pulse of pale green in the landscape of Remi's emotions, with the swirl of Ronin's hands bleeding away into blue tipped with an energetic yellow. "Back in Northaven it made...people assume things about me. Not wrong things, perhaps, but...here I suppose that does not matter."
Remi sighs against Ronin, with a whisper of a whine slipping over his tongue. Spent though they are, there is little that Remi cares to do in terms of keeping himself in check. Now that he's free to let himself be with his husband again without feeling as though he's putting them at risk, he has no want for restraint. Yes. Perhaps we can bring her some things from here which are harder to get in the woods? Spices and herbs, some cloth? Remi's mind is already running away with him, as if lavishing the Witch with gifts will somehow make up for the fact that she's starting over, basically alone, not for the first time, again.
it'll last there longer than in this body i can stay
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.
