you've long seen your downfall, spelled out in another's bones
"I have every intention for us to do that as well, once we've gotten married again," Ronin murmurs into Remi's ear, his words coloured by the sound of his smirk. The backs of his legs hit the bed and he sinks down onto it, keeping the other man securely in his lap even as his fingers wrap around the hardening length of his cock.
"I suppose we ought to figure out what to wear," he hums, and the hand still splayed beneath Remi's starts to tease at the buttons of his shirt, while the other strokes lazily against his partner's erection. "More armour, maybe? You'd look good in all those buckles this time." His teeth nip at one of Remi's earlobes.
"And what will we do with our rings? Swap them? Get a new set to go with these? So many things to plan..." And it's only the fact that he's as silver tongued as he is that allows him to keep talking about it all, honestly.
"I suppose we ought to figure out what to wear," he hums, and the hand still splayed beneath Remi's starts to tease at the buttons of his shirt, while the other strokes lazily against his partner's erection. "More armour, maybe? You'd look good in all those buckles this time." His teeth nip at one of Remi's earlobes.
"And what will we do with our rings? Swap them? Get a new set to go with these? So many things to plan..." And it's only the fact that he's as silver tongued as he is that allows him to keep talking about it all, honestly.
RONIN
