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

Ronin tastes like permission and relief, and though Ama has him more or less pinned in place, Remi does his best to open himself to his new, mio Dio, boyfriend's lips and wandering hands. "I thought about calling you." Remi admits, leaning into Ronin's arm, suddenly very thankful that he'd had a chance to shower before being released from the hospital. "That night. But I didn't want to bother you." He adds with a half-hearted chuckle, before his expression sobers. "I'll call you next time." Or hell, maybe there wouldn't be a next time. Maybe Ronin would just be here.

"Alright. Do you want your coffee lesson now, or in the morning?" Already liking the thought of Ronin staying over (not that he hadn't before, but this was planned), Remi can't help the way his lip twist with a bright and eager sort of joy. "I really wish there wasn't a dog in my lap right now." He murmurs sweetly, leaning his cheek into the crook of Ronin's arm and reaching into his pocket for his phone.

"Food preferences? I hope it goes without saying I have a lot to make up for, so even if you want..." Pausing to swallow comically, Remi continues, "..food from that diner, I'm happy to oblige."

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!