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
'Not yet.' The Lullaby whispers with a slight shake of his head. "Just a minute more." Reaching out to tug at one of Ronin's arms to drape it probably around his shoulders, Remi slides himself beneath the Huntsman anew and lets his hands wander down his husband's sides. The architecture he feels made of muscle and bone is one he knows well, but gods if he doesn't find himself exploring Ronin's body with renewed zeal just in case anything might have changed.
Leaning up, Remi's kiss is slow and sad and sweet. It's the sort of kiss that is tainted for wanting to somehow be better. A declaration of love that falls short for being genuine instead of poetic. A love that is tarnished from use instead of shiny and new.
Leaning up, Remi's kiss is slow and sad and sweet. It's the sort of kiss that is tainted for wanting to somehow be better. A declaration of love that falls short for being genuine instead of poetic. A love that is tarnished from use instead of shiny and new.
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.
