RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
Honestly, Ronin doesn't know either - but he's very keen to try and figure it out. So as Remi reaches for him, he moves forward willingly, and anything he might be about to say is (wisely) sealed away in a kiss. This is all still new enough to send a thrill of excitement and anticipation up through the backs of his legs, through his cock and towards the back of his throat; to kiss these lips, to feel this body against his own, and Ronin hums a note of encouragement against Remi's lips.
His palm presses to the musician's cock, and though nothing about this suggests slow and sweet, neither is it hurried. And whilst Ronin is absolutely new at this compared to Remi, there's a distinct advantage to owning a cock, he thinks, to touch and tease and stroke out a rhythm that he would certainly enjoy were he on the receiving end. He breaks the kiss to let his attentions move down and against Remi's neck, coaxing him back up against the doorframe and curling his free arm around his hips to give his ass an appreciative fondle.
His palm presses to the musician's cock, and though nothing about this suggests slow and sweet, neither is it hurried. And whilst Ronin is absolutely new at this compared to Remi, there's a distinct advantage to owning a cock, he thinks, to touch and tease and stroke out a rhythm that he would certainly enjoy were he on the receiving end. He breaks the kiss to let his attentions move down and against Remi's neck, coaxing him back up against the doorframe and curling his free arm around his hips to give his ass an appreciative fondle.
show me your darkness.
