RONIN
"Well of course I mean for us to finish the kitchen first," Ronin says, his smile audible, though at his husband's flinching and stuttering he gets the impression that Remi might disagree. "It's very nearly done, apart from the aesthetics. And I thought we'd leave that for when Mateo visits." Not that he expects them to even get the very nearly done part finished by this point - not any time before lunch, anyway.
"Then it's a date," he all but purrs, pressing a very gentle, very chaste kiss to the corner of Remi's mouth. "We'll head to the bar this evening. We'll finish the kitchen today. But I think maybe we've earned ourselves a break for a bit, mm?" By they does he mean he? Maybe. It still won't stop him from taking full advantage of the heat in his blood, the way he wants to press himself all over Remi until the other man can't stand it.
"Then it's a date," he all but purrs, pressing a very gentle, very chaste kiss to the corner of Remi's mouth. "We'll head to the bar this evening. We'll finish the kitchen today. But I think maybe we've earned ourselves a break for a bit, mm?" By they does he mean he? Maybe. It still won't stop him from taking full advantage of the heat in his blood, the way he wants to press himself all over Remi until the other man can't stand it.
a star in someone else's sky
