you're living make believe

REMI

the alchemist

I've said that hope I'll never find
To my myself I must confide

'With you I always am.' He says with a lazy laugh as his hands roam and rove, wanting to feel her skin against his own as he tries to tuck one of his hands beneath her shirt against the small of her back. Isla feels so infinitely small in his arms, and it's a sensation that he's constantly delighted by. She is soft in the ways and places that Ronin is not, and he finds himself utterly undone that there is still so much of her to know and meticulously map.

What Isla knows and what Remi does have perhaps never been less aligned than they are now. Obnoxiously powerful and lucky despite all the things that have befallen him, the alchemist cares nothing at all for what is wise. Let the world burn, let the kettle hiss. Disasters come and go, but it's moments like these that Remi cherishes.

'We do not have to leave..' He admits at last, flushed, though his growing erection says otherwise. Not much could stand in Remi's way if Isla gave him permission to sweep her across the grounds into the Sex Room, especially not still tense with thoughts of how close the medic had come to death as he was. "..but kiss me again?"

That there's no choice outside your mind
when your heart is overthrown

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!