the lullaby
And you should know,
I left but never lost my place
I left but never lost my place
"I think some things might get lost in translation.." They wouldn't linguistically, but Remi is well aware that it's the way his tongue can curl around the sounds of the travelling tongue that is truly what riles his husband up. In lieu of curling around other things, anyway.
The sound of Ronin's hands gripping the headboard has Remi shivering despite the heat their bodies are producing. It's likely some sort of predatory response that, if properly understood, would be cause for concern. But Remi has no mind for self-reflecting, not with Ronin's eyes as blue and deep as any ocean, and with heat and tension coiled bright in each and every muscle.
"Don't move." Remi warns, this being the only way he can think of to somehow continue to tease and yet not drive them both completely off the rails. Lowing his hips further until the head of Ronin's cock is inside of him, now it's Remi's turn to pause and rein in his desires. With his head inclined to the side as he struggles against his own wants, Remi's teeth grind against one another as he lets out a slow and shuddering breath.
Sinking down all the way, Remi continues to use his wings to keep Ronin's legs firmly on the bed as he teasingly shifts his hips. What feels like white rain shimmers through his muscles, making them want to both collapse and tighten until they cramp.
The sound of Ronin's hands gripping the headboard has Remi shivering despite the heat their bodies are producing. It's likely some sort of predatory response that, if properly understood, would be cause for concern. But Remi has no mind for self-reflecting, not with Ronin's eyes as blue and deep as any ocean, and with heat and tension coiled bright in each and every muscle.
"Don't move." Remi warns, this being the only way he can think of to somehow continue to tease and yet not drive them both completely off the rails. Lowing his hips further until the head of Ronin's cock is inside of him, now it's Remi's turn to pause and rein in his desires. With his head inclined to the side as he struggles against his own wants, Remi's teeth grind against one another as he lets out a slow and shuddering breath.
Sinking down all the way, Remi continues to use his wings to keep Ronin's legs firmly on the bed as he teasingly shifts his hips. What feels like white rain shimmers through his muscles, making them want to both collapse and tighten until they cramp.
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.
