the lullaby
And you should know,
I left but never lost my place
I left but never lost my place
"No," Remi replies with a slight shake of his head, his eyes never leaving Ronin's. The wild blue of them has him utterly captivated. What would it take to keep the Star still enough, that he might one day be able to count his eyelashes? To properly map out each new freckle that endless dragoon training in the sun has created? To trace the places where time has made overlapping scars seem like they originated at the same time? "..gods Ronin.." He murmurs with a shake of his head. Remi might be something to behold but only because of his wings and godly strength; all the things that make him so much more than just a man. "You—" But Ronin somehow still looks like the man Remi had met once on a beach, with laughter and mischief in his eyes. "Voglio sempre e solo per vederti. Solo tu."
Remi had promised any number of wicked things, and yet it was his resolve that threatened to break first. Lowering his hips back down slowly and tentatively, Remi swallows hard as his eyelashes flutter in the dim light. "Tell me you want me." He implores, looking as though he was on the verge of tears or madness, or both. The blue of Ronin's eyes and the scarlet blush on his cheeks and chest was filling the alchemist with the strangest sense of desire tinged with a feral sort of panic. Though his cock twitched and demand to be touched again, Remi knew as soon as they began the pleasure would overtake him and he'd lose this moment of easy clarity wherein Ronin looked impossibly handsome.
Remi had promised any number of wicked things, and yet it was his resolve that threatened to break first. Lowering his hips back down slowly and tentatively, Remi swallows hard as his eyelashes flutter in the dim light. "Tell me you want me." He implores, looking as though he was on the verge of tears or madness, or both. The blue of Ronin's eyes and the scarlet blush on his cheeks and chest was filling the alchemist with the strangest sense of desire tinged with a feral sort of panic. Though his cock twitched and demand to be touched again, Remi knew as soon as they began the pleasure would overtake him and he'd lose this moment of easy clarity wherein Ronin looked impossibly handsome.
and these nights I miss you most
my heart is yours to break
my heart is yours to break
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.
