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

"Oh?" Remi finds himself pleasantly surprised by that. It's new enough in their relationship that of course there was still a lot to learn, but this is sweet and novel in a way that steals the musician's breath. "Is all that heavy metal just a cover-up in your shop then? To hide the classical music you practice dancing to?" Pressing against the mechanic, Remi finds himself noticing the man in entirely new ways; the height of him, how they're very nearly the same height and yet their proportions are different, the way he could stand here with his cheek pressed not quite against Ronin's forever (or at least until his legs gave out, which might be sooner than he'd like to admit).

Shivering beneath Hallway's wandering plans, Remi tilts his head slightly to the side with a small frown. "Plans...? Oh. For the weekend." He says at the same time Ronin clarifies. "I did in fact pack candles. I might have made a special trip to Ikea for them..." He admits with a blush. "And I—" Cut off by Ronin's kiss, Remi wraps his arms around the mechanic's neck to try and reduce the space between the topography of their bodies as much as he could without being rough. This wasn't a moment for rough or hastea, which was convenient indeed because Remi planned to savour it as long as he could.

"I brought..some paint...and..." Break their kisses with scraps of a sentence, Remi sighs against Ronin's lips. "..well. Maybe I will leave the rest for next time."

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!