we are like birds of a feather, we are two hearts thrown together
The look in his husband's eyes would have Remi's breath catching in his throat had he not been a hawk. Curling his talons more tightly against the tree branch, the hawk nearly spreads his wings as if the heat rising up from his belly might be strong enough to flow beneath his feathers.
A competition. Remi repeats dryly, his eyes closing and his head twisting. The very last emotion he needed to be added to the broiling concoction in his stomach was the need to win and best his husband. This is about you controlling yourself, not me. Remi adds, unsure if Ronin has any idea the effect his blood-drenched mouth against the blue of his eyes has on the alchemist.
Always. But I will have to shift. I cannot keep up with you, like this. Remi replies, leaving it to Ronin to decide if he could share the skies with another predator just now.
A competition. Remi repeats dryly, his eyes closing and his head twisting. The very last emotion he needed to be added to the broiling concoction in his stomach was the need to win and best his husband. This is about you controlling yourself, not me. Remi adds, unsure if Ronin has any idea the effect his blood-drenched mouth against the blue of his eyes has on the alchemist.
Always. But I will have to shift. I cannot keep up with you, like this. Remi replies, leaving it to Ronin to decide if he could share the skies with another predator just now.
THE ALCHEMIST
we will be forever as one, my brother under the sun
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.
