RONIN
Ronin's grin probably matches Remi's, just without the dimples he loves so much, and he tries his best to glance up at the bell that chimes with the touch of the Lullaby's fingers. "Well I wouldn't want you to lose me out here in the snow, would I?" he reasons, jingling his way along the riverbank until he can settle the sled on a flat enough bit of ground for Remi to take a seat. And seat himself he does, Ronin left rosy cheeked and shin deep in the snowdrifts, more than happy to trudge along with Remi in tow.
"The view, mm?" Grinning over his shoulder and shaking his ass a bit for good measure. "We ought to have gotten a whip when we were at the Sea of Branches. I suppose you could just shout mush! if I go too slowly. Now, would you like me as is, or shall I complete the experience as a true luxere?" he asks, taking a few experimental steps with his husband on the sled, as if to check that it will move smoothly across the snow. "You look very cozy on there."
"The view, mm?" Grinning over his shoulder and shaking his ass a bit for good measure. "We ought to have gotten a whip when we were at the Sea of Branches. I suppose you could just shout mush! if I go too slowly. Now, would you like me as is, or shall I complete the experience as a true luxere?" he asks, taking a few experimental steps with his husband on the sled, as if to check that it will move smoothly across the snow. "You look very cozy on there."
soft spoken with a broken jaw
we step outside, but not to brawl
we step outside, but not to brawl
