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

It's so close to everything he wants, the way something between them pulses and lingers as Ronin's hips press down against his. It blurs and blooms, and while it doesn't match the intense satisfaction that comes from being fucked by a man as handsome as Ronin, fuck if there wasn't some undeniable pull about just being pinned beneath him, and kissed long and hard.

"Okay." Remi whispers back as his gaze settles somewhere on the ceiling while Ronin kisses his jawline, though what the musician in fact sees is the curve of Ronin's shoulder and hands splayed over hips and eyes pressed tightly shut while lips part. Exhaling shakily in an effort to snap his mind into focus, Remi sits up, giving Ronin a gentle shove as he does so. "Well, get naked then." He says with a chuckle as he rolls over to his side of the bed. They can take care of their own clothes, and while they do, Remi also grabs the lube from his drawer and tosses it near one of the pillows.

Climbing back onto the bed, Remi positions himself on his knees and holds his arms out that Ronin might join him. "You can brace yourself on the pillows, or the headboard. Whatever you find more comfortable." He instructs softly, before moving to position Ronin facing away from him. Sliding around him, the musician wraps his arms around Ronin's torso, placing one of his palms over Ronin's heart. "Okay?"

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!