you've long seen your downfall, spelled out in another's bones
Ronin grumbles into the side of Remi's neck, not having the energy to argue about who loves the other more, and he's happy to concede to the other man right now. He is smiling, however, as he continues to kiss away the blood from the bite on the Lullaby's shoulder, warm hands drifting decadently over his (tragically clothed) body. Hazy blue eyes open to peep across at the chaotic dessert as Remi mentions it, Ronin huffing out a laugh.
"We can fix it," he says, though he makes no attempt to move. "I'll spin some sugar - you decorate the cake heart? It'll only take a few minutes. Then we can set it on the doorstep and I can kiss you better from head to toe."
"We can fix it," he says, though he makes no attempt to move. "I'll spin some sugar - you decorate the cake heart? It'll only take a few minutes. Then we can set it on the doorstep and I can kiss you better from head to toe."
RONIN
