[SE] hark the heralds

the lullaby

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

Panting against Ronin's ear, Remi mutters something incoherent as his forehead slips down to rest against his husband's shoulder. It was becoming more and more difficult for the alchemist to keep his projection's hips and his own head moving in the off-set rhythm he'd begun with; unlike Ronin there was suddenly very little in Remi's mind that remembered why he'd wanted to set such a brutally slow pace, or what gentle could even mean anymore.

'..Ronin..' One pair of lips murmurs against skin that tastes of absolutely nothing now but heat, while the other pair grows tighter around the Huntsman's cock. He can't think of what to say, or threaten, or whisper, leaving the emotions that course through him a tangled knot of half-things, like: you're perfect, and I want you, and lt's only you, for me.

Greedily perhaps, but unable to keep himself from it once the idea had sprung in his mind, Remi suddenly stands, curling one hand tightly into Ronin's hair to draw their lips together as the other reaches for his cock. ..you... is the only thing he can think or feel as his duplicate's rhythm suddenly spreads up. On the brink now, Remi keeps his mouth against his husband's even though his lips have lost nearly all their ability to do more than freeze in a silent snarl of ecstasy. But gods he wants Ronin's lips against his, wants his body close, wants them to cum together just like this even if he'd imagined something very different at the start.

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!