The quick distance is a welcome price to pay for an unobscured view of Ronin's golden skin and the pathways of scars thereupon. Walking his fingers across his husband's shoulders as the Huntsman slips between his legs, Remi locks his ankles together against Ronin's thighs to keep him close as much as entice him even closer. The pressure and heat of him has Remi drawing in a deep breath as his ribs expand as if more oxygen was all that was needed to keep his wits about him.
'Ahh right, of course.' Remi agrees as if he might have come up with this on his own (he wouldn't have). This close, Ronin's eyes have melted into one kaleidoscopic shade of blue which becomes obscured by black every few seconds. "Oh?" Remi's eyes are tugged down to the former Star's lips as if pulled by gravity, and for a moment his mind is unable to understand the words gin and wine. "Is there actually a bar? Or is this your way of trying to get me drunk by the river?" He wonders as one hand grows talons and the other bleeds away into feathers; both pressing into the Huntsman's back.
'Ahh right, of course.' Remi agrees as if he might have come up with this on his own (he wouldn't have). This close, Ronin's eyes have melted into one kaleidoscopic shade of blue which becomes obscured by black every few seconds. "Oh?" Remi's eyes are tugged down to the former Star's lips as if pulled by gravity, and for a moment his mind is unable to understand the words gin and wine. "Is there actually a bar? Or is this your way of trying to get me drunk by the river?" He wonders as one hand grows talons and the other bleeds away into feathers; both pressing into the Huntsman's back.
who's got their claws in you my friend?
into your heart i'll b e a t again
into your heart i'll b e a t again
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.
