Oh if time is a river lets be stones underwater
Grumbling encouragingly that Ronin might continue to punctuate his words with kisses, Remi dutifully listens to the answer to the question he'd asked, even as his attention trailed south along with his husband's fingers.
'Glowing.' He agrees, and if he's shifted his stance ever so slightly to aid in Ronin's explorations, what of it? "I could create our old bed, and make a canopy for overtop in case it rains.." Remi mumbles, feeling his cheeks heat. The finger with the dollop of batter has been completely forgotten as the alchemist combs his fingers through the Huntsman's hair (and in so doing gives him an impromptu hair-mask of sugar, egg, and flour). 'Maybe we could send out uninvitations." He suggests. "So that no one mistakenly decides to visit the waterfall on that particular day.."
'Glowing.' He agrees, and if he's shifted his stance ever so slightly to aid in Ronin's explorations, what of it? "I could create our old bed, and make a canopy for overtop in case it rains.." Remi mumbles, feeling his cheeks heat. The finger with the dollop of batter has been completely forgotten as the alchemist combs his fingers through the Huntsman's hair (and in so doing gives him an impromptu hair-mask of sugar, egg, and flour). 'Maybe we could send out uninvitations." He suggests. "So that no one mistakenly decides to visit the waterfall on that particular day.."
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.
