every now and then the things i lean on lose their meaning
'My mistake.' Remi humbly concedes, and though the skin beneath her fingers is scarred and dull to most things, his mind is acutely aware of the places her nimble fingers brush against him as she unbuttons his shirt.
"It's Bastien's fault for locking it in the first place." The alchemist replies, entranced by the silvery-pink colour on Isla's cheeks. It should be strange that it's literally his blood that's flowing through her, but it isn't. Not when the pair have literally shared a mind; seeing part of himself reflected in her just makes Remi's heart flutter and his hands wind tighter around her.
"There's still some sunlight left. But if you'd prefer to read away the remainder of the night...?" It's both a serious suggestion as much as it isn't. "I want you, Isla. In any way you want to be had." And Remi means it; he loves her for her mind as much as anything else. Unhappy as it will make the growing erection that presses against the front of his pants, if what Isla wants is to dance in her livingroom, draw the anatomy of the jaw, or have a staring contest, Remi will be just as elated as if he were carting her off to the sex room.
"It's Bastien's fault for locking it in the first place." The alchemist replies, entranced by the silvery-pink colour on Isla's cheeks. It should be strange that it's literally his blood that's flowing through her, but it isn't. Not when the pair have literally shared a mind; seeing part of himself reflected in her just makes Remi's heart flutter and his hands wind tighter around her.
"There's still some sunlight left. But if you'd prefer to read away the remainder of the night...?" It's both a serious suggestion as much as it isn't. "I want you, Isla. In any way you want to be had." And Remi means it; he loves her for her mind as much as anything else. Unhappy as it will make the growing erection that presses against the front of his pants, if what Isla wants is to dance in her livingroom, draw the anatomy of the jaw, or have a staring contest, Remi will be just as elated as if he were carting her off to the sex room.
& i find myself careening
into places that i should not let me go
into places that i should not let me go
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
