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 hears that's enough time to fuck before the annoying part of his brain stops listening to anything else and latches onto those words. What makes it worse is that Remi isn't even in the mood. Well, he is, in the way that most men tend to be ready and able at almost anytime, but he's just gotten out of the hospital and further, he's rather enjoying just cuddling with Hallway. "Mmm, yeah." Remi hums without conviction.

Watching as Ronin stands, wondering if he missed something the other man said, the musician glances at the offered hand with a rather quizzical narrowing of his eyebrows. "Oh." Remi's blush is as instant as his hand is, reaching out for Ronin that the other man might indeed help him to his feet. Still shaky (and with a huff of annoyance from the dog), Remi manages, finding himself suddenly slipping against the mechanic in a way that's entirely new for him. For them.

"This feels almost like you just asked me to dance." He remarks with a nervous half-laugh that tries to hide the way Remi's breathing has become rather staccato in nature.

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!