even my darkness shines for you
Ronin surrenders his fingers happily enough, letting Remi fidget to his heart's content as he explains, all the while nestling closer and pressing gentle kisses along the other man's collarbones. "It's strange, what being parents can do to us," he agrees, the words murmured against his skin. "I am more monstrous now than I have ever been before." With Mateo, with Seren, with the loss of Aoife. And with Remi, too, as evidenced by the way his free hand tightens around his husband.
"Is there anything I'm doing that is making it more difficult for you? Anything I could do to make things better? Even if it's just guarding the forest while you're gone to keep out rogue Swords like Deimos?" He doesn't try to discuss whether it's a logical thing, to want the hybrid away from the twins. Logic has no place here, Ronin has found. "It will get easier, though, as they get less helpless." Sort of.
"Is there anything I'm doing that is making it more difficult for you? Anything I could do to make things better? Even if it's just guarding the forest while you're gone to keep out rogue Swords like Deimos?" He doesn't try to discuss whether it's a logical thing, to want the hybrid away from the twins. Logic has no place here, Ronin has found. "It will get easier, though, as they get less helpless." Sort of.
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