and on to the glory at my right hand
"No one can question the great Huntsman when it comes to issues like these. I have faced many, many monsters, Remi, and none have caught me out quite so thoroughly as the ones in the Spire. In the bowels of the Spire." Bouncing his eyebrows at the Lullaby, his smile turns crooked both to hear that he's a catch and as Remi straightens up to his entire inch of difference in height.
Having let his hands cup the other man's bare ass by now, he also considers the distance, looking thoroughly pleased with himself. Given that Ronin knows he is neither faster than his husband and nor does he have more stamina, it's almost as though he doesn't want to win. What a surprise. "Deal," he rumbles, draping himself against Remi as if to make the most of his husband's tolness.
But then, of course, it's time to make good on the challenge. Stepping back, still ruffed with fiery feathers, draconic wings expand from Ronin's shoulders. With a beat and a leap into the air, he lets one of the cold gales catch him and soars away towards the Climb.
Even a headstart won't save him, though, and Ronin has never been happier to lose a race.
~FIN
Having let his hands cup the other man's bare ass by now, he also considers the distance, looking thoroughly pleased with himself. Given that Ronin knows he is neither faster than his husband and nor does he have more stamina, it's almost as though he doesn't want to win. What a surprise. "Deal," he rumbles, draping himself against Remi as if to make the most of his husband's tolness.
But then, of course, it's time to make good on the challenge. Stepping back, still ruffed with fiery feathers, draconic wings expand from Ronin's shoulders. With a beat and a leap into the air, he lets one of the cold gales catch him and soars away towards the Climb.
Even a headstart won't save him, though, and Ronin has never been happier to lose a race.
~FIN
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