RONIN
the dark star
The projection gasps, and the Ronin on his knees lets the breath out again in a shudder that will whisper across Remi's hips where he's currently lavishing his kisses. His own cheeks are flushed pink as he works the alchemist's pants down enough to release his erection, but his hands are busy for now, roaming up beneath the other man's shirt and reaching around to cup his ass. If anything falls off the sink, we'll blame the ghost, he decides. The ghost that they are definitely having a fight with in here.
Smirking against Remi's skin, Ronin peers up at him for a moment, and it's like the tension has all melted away to reveal the man he knows underneath. Nibbling at his hips, Ronin finally seems to remember that they're on a bit of a tight schedule here, one of his hands slipping down to grasp the base of Remi's cock, his tongue flicking out to swirl around the head of it. Simultaneously, his projection rocks against the Lullaby's hand, as if to invite more teasing.
Smirking against Remi's skin, Ronin peers up at him for a moment, and it's like the tension has all melted away to reveal the man he knows underneath. Nibbling at his hips, Ronin finally seems to remember that they're on a bit of a tight schedule here, one of his hands slipping down to grasp the base of Remi's cock, his tongue flicking out to swirl around the head of it. Simultaneously, his projection rocks against the Lullaby's hand, as if to invite more teasing.
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
i just gotta be dramatic first
