whiskey, smoke and aces high

RONIN

the darkstar

light is easy to love.

Bandcamp can feel victorious, because oh, Ronin hates it, and still dressed in his leathers from the waist down means that his growing erection is very uncomfortably contained. Still, his hands are thoroughly enjoying a much more sober exploration of the musician's body, and as Remi draws back enough to speak, Ronin is almost reaching up to pull him back down. They could talk more later, right?

Only, y'know, what the other man has to say is kind of relevant, and a lopsided smile spreads across his face. "Yeah, I'm good for that," he mumbles, leaning in to get that kiss he was after, only drawing back when the awkward reality of their current positioning sinks in. "Do you want to move this off the couch?" he asks with a grin. It is his first time, and he's on fire with a mix of nerves and anticipation. How hard could it be, though? Lol, boner jokes.

show me your darkness.

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!