RONIN
the darkstar
"Ohhh?" Smooching Remi's cheek again, Ronin sneaks a hand out of his blanket to press it against the front of the Lullaby's pants, as if this is the penis he'll need to touch to be able to get his present. Alas, he doubts that is the case, but he's happy with his choice nonetheless. "That's quite a tackle to tackle," he remarks, his cheek pressed against his husband's now as he looks to the top of the snow penis.
"I think I will need some help," he says eventually, shuffling back and smiling sleepily to Remi. "Could you give me a boost?" So saying, he pulls one wet, freezing cold foot from the snow, hoping that the Lullaby will kindly make a cradle with his hands that Ronin can step into.
"I think I will need some help," he says eventually, shuffling back and smiling sleepily to Remi. "Could you give me a boost?" So saying, he pulls one wet, freezing cold foot from the snow, hoping that the Lullaby will kindly make a cradle with his hands that Ronin can step into.
