you've long seen your downfall, spelled out in another's bones
"No you don't," Ronin purrs into Remi's ear, squeezing his cock even if he refuses to increase his pace. "You love me. And I love you, and there's nothing that gods or monsters can do about it." Not strictly true, he supposes, but given that their respective heralds know more than enough about the lengths the other will go to, he'd be surprised if they decided it was worth it.
Inhaling sharply at the hand that finally manages to free him from his pants, Ronin grumbles a note of relief and enjoyment against the side of Remi's neck. "It takes two to do this, as well," he sighs out, somehow (somehow) finding the willpower to release his husband, to encourage him to his feet so he can surge up and seal his lips in another kiss, wanting much more than what they've already had.
Inhaling sharply at the hand that finally manages to free him from his pants, Ronin grumbles a note of relief and enjoyment against the side of Remi's neck. "It takes two to do this, as well," he sighs out, somehow (somehow) finding the willpower to release his husband, to encourage him to his feet so he can surge up and seal his lips in another kiss, wanting much more than what they've already had.
RONIN
