we live in a world someone else imagined
"Everywhere?" Ronin repeats, blue eyes widening as if this is very dire news indeed. Luckily for him, Remi is able to narrow it down a bit, Ronin shifting him in his arms and grinning, leaning in to kiss his cheek. "That will work fine," he informs him, quite looking forward to finding out which places hurt the most so he can lavish them with attention (he's got a vague idea where he might be headed, in fact).
But then Remi ruins it all with the reminder that he needs to be attacked, Ronin grumbling even as the kiss to his neck sends a shiver down his spine. He's tromping back through the undergrowth towards their place at the Stonesong, huffing out a sigh and nodding. "Fine, fine," he mumbles. "With what? Do you need me to just... punch you in the face, or...?"
But then Remi ruins it all with the reminder that he needs to be attacked, Ronin grumbling even as the kiss to his neck sends a shiver down his spine. He's tromping back through the undergrowth towards their place at the Stonesong, huffing out a sigh and nodding. "Fine, fine," he mumbles. "With what? Do you need me to just... punch you in the face, or...?"
the dark star
