walked out this morning and i wrote down this song.
i just can't remember who to send it to
i just can't remember who to send it to
"There will always be something." Remi replies to the unanswered question, feeling the roll of uncertainty and twinkling hesitation through the otherwise prismatic haze of passion he feels from the Star. "I just want you, just because you are you, and I am me." The push of Ronin's hips that glides his cock across Remi's pliable palm has a new shiver of heat racing up the alchemist's sides and into the back of his throat. "Voglio te, per te." The alchemist vows, rising to meet Ronin's lips with hungry satisfaction.
Lifting his hips to aid the Star's removal of his own sweatpants, the alchemist growls his impatient frustration through clenched teeth. Ronin's descent of his body means that his grip on the Star—in both places—is now lost, leaving Remi to helplessly watch his husband tour slowly down his body.
Lifting his hips to aid the Star's removal of his own sweatpants, the alchemist growls his impatient frustration through clenched teeth. Ronin's descent of his body means that his grip on the Star—in both places—is now lost, leaving Remi to helplessly watch his husband tour slowly down his body.
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.
