[SE] hark the heralds

the lullaby

i don't want the world to see me,
because I don't think they'd understand

Remi's fingers splay as his shoulder rises. He's about to ask if that's really how Ronin wants to spend his time just now, defending a chocolate statue of himself, but out of fear that the Huntsman will say yes, the alchemist keeps the question to himself. 'You are always a good taste.' He replies without hesitant, feeling a familiar shiver in his belly not unlike feathers brushed against the inside of his skin.

Eyes closed, the steam in the air has Remi's lips sliding over Ronin's skin now. Releasing the doorframe that he might step fully into the bathroom and kick the door closed behind them, the alchemist lets his thumb trail decadently over the new soon-to-be-scars on his husband's body left behind by the gargoyle. "Each one of these wounds might have killed a lesser man." Remi notes with something like wonder in his voice

Pressing his hips forward, their bodies like two perfectly rendered statues that somehow fit easily together despite how stiff their muscles might make them seem, Remi shakes his head ever so slightly as his lips continue to recite his fascination with Ronin's body over and over again. "And yet somehow you come back every time."

when everything's meant to be broken,
i just want you to know who I am

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!