i wish I could say I am a light that never goes out.
but i flicker from time to time
but i flicker from time to time
"Gods, just fuck me." Remi pleads, and for a man who can quite literally take almost anything he wants at any time, there is something rather novel about the plaintive whine in his voice.
Against Ronin, the Lullaby's body will feel like a shivery man-shaped cage of pure energy and desire. Unwilling to give up his grip of Ronin's shoulder and needing the stability afforded to him by his claws in the roof, Remi's only option to reach out for his husband's hand would be with a tentacle, but he hasn't the mental resources for even that right now. All there is for him to do is flinch and grow tense as the moment before which he and Ronin properly intersect seems to stretch on.......
But when it does Remi doesn't even try and hold back his moan, filling the wagon with Ronin's name over and over again until it soaks into the wood. "Gods you're incredible." The Lullaby manages, though the words are broken up in tandem with Ronin's thrusts. The colours of his mounting arousal come in firework patterns whose lights rain from the sky, creating a pathway that his orgasm builds speed on. Tilting his head to the side to press his lips shakily aginst Ronin's cheek, the Lullaby moans inarticulate praises and pleas for more.
Against Ronin, the Lullaby's body will feel like a shivery man-shaped cage of pure energy and desire. Unwilling to give up his grip of Ronin's shoulder and needing the stability afforded to him by his claws in the roof, Remi's only option to reach out for his husband's hand would be with a tentacle, but he hasn't the mental resources for even that right now. All there is for him to do is flinch and grow tense as the moment before which he and Ronin properly intersect seems to stretch on.......
But when it does Remi doesn't even try and hold back his moan, filling the wagon with Ronin's name over and over again until it soaks into the wood. "Gods you're incredible." The Lullaby manages, though the words are broken up in tandem with Ronin's thrusts. The colours of his mounting arousal come in firework patterns whose lights rain from the sky, creating a pathway that his orgasm builds speed on. Tilting his head to the side to press his lips shakily aginst Ronin's cheek, the Lullaby moans inarticulate praises and pleas for more.
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
