RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
"You are helping. I was hoping you'd model for me," Ronin says, and he's only half convinced that he's joking. Remi doesn't have to tell him twice, and he just about has the door shut when the musician is pressed up against him in all the right places. It's enough to send the air stuttering from his lungs and for a soft moan to start to rise in the back of his throat, and he lets his arms wind around the other man with a hint of not-quite-lust.
"You think?" Remi's smile is contagious and it's enough to wipe away the doubts weaving cobwebs in the corners of Ronin's mind, and he nods and slips an arm around the other man so he can show him everything thus far. "It needs a lot of organising. I was thinking I could have the mural along the back wall, and hang a few canvases up along here..." He's pointing at the bare brick as he speaks, leading Remi through a small, open archway to a back room.
"If I start taking commissions or working with different materials, maybe I'll use this space. For now, though, I'll move the rest of my paint here."
"You think?" Remi's smile is contagious and it's enough to wipe away the doubts weaving cobwebs in the corners of Ronin's mind, and he nods and slips an arm around the other man so he can show him everything thus far. "It needs a lot of organising. I was thinking I could have the mural along the back wall, and hang a few canvases up along here..." He's pointing at the bare brick as he speaks, leading Remi through a small, open archway to a back room.
"If I start taking commissions or working with different materials, maybe I'll use this space. For now, though, I'll move the rest of my paint here."
show me your darkness.
