RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
Ronin indeed moves wherever Remi wants to put him, and its through hooded blue eyes that he gazes up at the man sitting astride his hips, all quirky tattoos and enough muscle to be able to say I work out without being ridiculous about it. And he feels the heat surge up through the inside of his thighs, feels himself wanting to arch against the musician that they might have more of the teasing they were enjoying before.
Except Remi is gone, and at the uttered curse - Americans, indeed - he can't help but scoff out a laugh. "I wasn't really thinking of my shoes at the time. There was a good looking Italian in my apartment." Still is, actually, and if he'd just kindly remove the rest of his clothes, that would be amazing.
But no - Remi takes off his shoes for him (aw) and helps to free him from his pants (thank fuck). A soft sigh shudders from his lips and he barely stops his hips from rising up as strong fingers wrap around his cock. Finding himself gazing down at Remi with overbright eyes and not nearly enough whiskey in his blood, he licks his lips and manages a lopsided smile. "Don't tell me you're going to stop now," he mumbles.
Except Remi is gone, and at the uttered curse - Americans, indeed - he can't help but scoff out a laugh. "I wasn't really thinking of my shoes at the time. There was a good looking Italian in my apartment." Still is, actually, and if he'd just kindly remove the rest of his clothes, that would be amazing.
But no - Remi takes off his shoes for him (aw) and helps to free him from his pants (thank fuck). A soft sigh shudders from his lips and he barely stops his hips from rising up as strong fingers wrap around his cock. Finding himself gazing down at Remi with overbright eyes and not nearly enough whiskey in his blood, he licks his lips and manages a lopsided smile. "Don't tell me you're going to stop now," he mumbles.
show me your darkness.
