Make the most out of no time

Remi couldn't necessarily feel that Sam had pulled back, but he was certainly aware of the effects. Pain roared loudly through his entire body, no longer dampened by the waves of minding-melding pleasure that accompanied the ascended's bite. This only served to incense the lion more, who roared furiously in response. Without warning, another golden shape appeared above him, and instinctively Remi growled with ferocious hostility towards the other male. Trying to swim to the surface of his own mind and shove down the predatory instincts that knew it needed to kill the bear, but wanted also to dispense of his competition, Remi tried desperately to cry out—somewhere— But before he could continue, fueled by bloodlust, the lion reigned supreme in the alchemist's own mind. not bone the lion snarled mentally, Remi's voice no longer kindly accented, but now thick with hunger and aggression. With a grunt, Remi disengaged his jaws from the creature's throat, barreling his head against the bear's chest and trying to force it over and backgrounds. If the pair could get it prone, surely then they could bleed the last of the life from it. Throat— The lion demanded, even as his claws tried to rake down and across the bear's sensitive belly. remi Too long till I drown in your hands