you've long seen your downfall, spelled out in another's bones
"I mean, you've done a wonderful job with the sugar work so far, but I don't think it's spun sugar," Ronin says mildly, kissing Remi's flour covered nose as he turns to gaze over his shoulder at him. The surge of annoyace will be met with lazy adoration, as if all of the prickling upset that he's been harbouring outside the houseboat has melted away now that he has the Lullaby in his arms.
Chuckling under his breath and nuzzling kisses along the side of Remi's neck, Ronin's arms slip around the other man. "Or we could have sex, take a nap, put those finishing touches on it and Ludo can still laugh at your attempt?" he suggests.
Which is exactly when he spots something out of the corner of his eye. Feathers are already erupting down the back of his neck and spine, causing his haphazardly thrown on clothing to become tight black leather, and when he glares towards what he swears is a house, it's only more infuriating to find it gone.
"Did you see that?" he rumbles.
Chuckling under his breath and nuzzling kisses along the side of Remi's neck, Ronin's arms slip around the other man. "Or we could have sex, take a nap, put those finishing touches on it and Ludo can still laugh at your attempt?" he suggests.
Which is exactly when he spots something out of the corner of his eye. Feathers are already erupting down the back of his neck and spine, causing his haphazardly thrown on clothing to become tight black leather, and when he glares towards what he swears is a house, it's only more infuriating to find it gone.
"Did you see that?" he rumbles.
RONIN
