RONIN
"Oh, I see," Ronin says, more than comfortable to indulge his husband in whatever he likes, and apparently that includes frolicking inside. "Now, now," he whispers, kissing Remi's cheek, "we just got back on track. If it was up to you I know we'd end up stripping each other off against a tree." And if this keeps up, Ronin might just let him. "I do enjoy being chased by you, though," he admits. Even moreso now that there's a predator in his bones; he can understand things from both perspectives, and gods if that doesn't make it better.
"I think if you put it like that to Ludo it will understand," he reasons with a chuckle, giving Remi a good natured nudge as if to conjure back his cheer. "Maybe she'll give me extra arms so I can hold enemies still," he fires back, before growing suddenly very distracted as they receive their sled. Handing the flask to Remi, Ronin grins and presses another quick kiss to his cheek. "Hold that thought - I'll be right back," he tells him, before weaving away into the stalls.
"I think if you put it like that to Ludo it will understand," he reasons with a chuckle, giving Remi a good natured nudge as if to conjure back his cheer. "Maybe she'll give me extra arms so I can hold enemies still," he fires back, before growing suddenly very distracted as they receive their sled. Handing the flask to Remi, Ronin grins and presses another quick kiss to his cheek. "Hold that thought - I'll be right back," he tells him, before weaving away into the stalls.
soft spoken with a broken jaw
we step outside, but not to brawl
we step outside, but not to brawl
