RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
Ronin might have made a quip back if it weren't for his vow not to let his stupid mouth run away with him. And his cock definitely doesn't want him to just stand here, so Remi will have his answer in the way his hips press forward as well, in the half sip of air before his head is turning and he's caught in another kiss. I want you echoes in his mind a moment later, his clouded thoughts finally processing what it all means, and it's with a hasty sort of clumsiness that he guides them away from the bathroom without at all wanting to let any part of Remi go.
Alas, he sort of has to so they can get back up to the bed, but it's with a lingering kiss that he finally parts from the musician, half stumbling up the stairs to the mezzanine level. "Show me what you like, and how?" he invites, cheeks flushed with a mix of arousal and awareness of this last, awkward hurdle between them. Ronin is fairly sure he knows how to fuck by now, but he doesn't want to risk hurting either of them.
Alas, he sort of has to so they can get back up to the bed, but it's with a lingering kiss that he finally parts from the musician, half stumbling up the stairs to the mezzanine level. "Show me what you like, and how?" he invites, cheeks flushed with a mix of arousal and awareness of this last, awkward hurdle between them. Ronin is fairly sure he knows how to fuck by now, but he doesn't want to risk hurting either of them.
show me your darkness.
