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

'Slow' Remi agrees, having closed his own eyes as well to conjure up images of changing his guitar strings or boring baseball games; in short, anything to keep him from fully appreciating his current situation. Because with Hallway in his arms like this, it takes everything in him not to rest his teeth against the jut of the ex-soldiers shoulder and fuck him hard, even though that wasn't precisely the sort of sex he wanted. Something about Ronin though, made him always feel a little bit mad, a little but not entirely like himself.

"Fuck, you feel good though." Remi says after several seconds of excruciating slowness. It isn't a plea to let him go faster or have more, simply a verbal pat on the back. The hand wrapped around the base of Ronin's cock now begins to move in time with the musician's hips, and it shouldn't come as much of a surprise that Remi's rhythm is infallibly even. "I won't lie, I've been thinking about this for a while." He whispers darkly, his neck stretching that the words might be felt against Ronin's ear.

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!