the cosmos in my coffee

i've got a river for a soul

'And just how would you do that, with concrete and bars between us? Talk me to orgasm? With Archie offering his commentary and verbal assistance?" But, if anyone could, it would be Ronin, even if the mental picture Remi had painted just now was not one he was keen to keep up.

"Mmm, and then some." Remi agrees as his lower back arches so that he might properly cage their growing affections for one another between them. "They say it is until death do us part, but I hope you don't think that would ever stop me." He adds. With who and what each of them was, it was honestly absurd to think something as silly as death might ever come between them.

'You see? This is why no one else could ever live on this boat with us.' Remi points out, raising his head to nod at Ronin's dazzle. "You'd wake everyone up. And—" Smiling wickedly now such that his dimples deepened and his eyes sparkled, Remi leans down that his words might be spoken directly against Ronin's lips: "Non sarei in grado di sentirti urlare il mio nome quando faccio questo.." So saying Remi thrusts his hips forward in earnest before capturing any sounds his husband might make in response with his lips.