RONIN
"I'm glad you think so," he says softly, stepping back to stand with Remi and admiring their progress so far. Sure, right now it looks like a bunch of dug up dirt and snow and a weird pile of stones, but as far as Ronin's concerned, it's perfect. "I think cozy is a great idea. Less work for us, less intrusions for everyone else," he agrees, unintentionally voicing what Remi is thinking.
Slipping an arm around his husband's waist, Ronin presses a somewhat sweaty kiss against his cheek. "Break time?" he asks. "I don't know about you but I could probably go for that snowdrift sex right now to cool off." Is he joking? No, probably not, especially if the way his hand sneaks lower is anything to go by.
Slipping an arm around his husband's waist, Ronin presses a somewhat sweaty kiss against his cheek. "Break time?" he asks. "I don't know about you but I could probably go for that snowdrift sex right now to cool off." Is he joking? No, probably not, especially if the way his hand sneaks lower is anything to go by.
soft spoken with a broken jaw
we step outside, but not to brawl
we step outside, but not to brawl
