whiskey, smoke and aces high

bandcamp

A lot's been changin' lately and I can't tell
If it's me or if it's everybody else

Remi grins up at the ceiling, his skin goose-bumping beneath the scratch of Ronin's unshaven cheek. 'A better offer huh?' He chuckles as his heart merrily thuds out a rhythm Remi puts at about 180 bpm. Sliding the leather through the buckle, his adept fingers move next to Irish's button and then fly, before finding himself distracted once again by lips he can't seem to get enough of. "Fuck, you're hot." He mumbles warmly before pushing his shoulders away from the door so that he can peel his shirt over his head.

"What do you want tonight?" Greedily one of Remi's hands slides beneath Hallway's shirt, moulding around his hip. Given how new all of this is for Ronin, the musician has been happy enough to let the other man take the lead, though he has plenty of ideas should Hallway find himself coming up short. Which...he hasn't yet.

we're only human but w?'ve got hands and hearts and noses
So stop and sm?ll the fuckin' roses

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!