only everything you do

he had eyes like rain & hair like waves
& a soul as vast and deep as the ocean

For a moment it looks as though the alchemist might well scream the Star's name; Remi's lips part, twisting around a word that builds and builds in the back of his throat in tandem with the orgasm building at the base of his spine. Everything feels as though it's on fire (shortly perhaps, it will be), and with the sound of skin against skin and their stifled pants of breath, Remi can't reliably gauge if the beating of his heart isn't echoing out through the Collegium the way it sounds like it is.

Remi feels weightless, the way Ronin hitches him higher, and it's only that the pair have been tangled this way so many times that his body is able to respond without oversight from his mind. Releasing the bookshelf behind him to rake his fingers across Ronin's shoulder and then between his shoulder blades, Remi's mind is mystified to find crimson and gold suddenly beneath his palm. Gods I love you, he thinks with a delirious and colourful lack of clarity as he finally reaches his tipping point.

It's one thrust more than the alchemist's willpower can endure, and as he cums with his heels dug into his husband's back and his fingers grasping at feathers, Remi moans loudly, if only briefly, against the top of Ronin's shoulder.

THE LULLABY

& i guess i didn't mind  d r o w n i n g  in him.