i've hidden all my fears in a book for only my eyes to see
"Unless you are implying you need more fibre in your diet, I have absolutely no ideas." Remi lies through a slanted smile. Mention of nooks and crannies has the alchemist predictably flashing his counterpart a suggestive grin for which he isn't the least bit apologetic. If you had a man as attractive as Ronin with his head nearly between your legs, you'd have trouble not twisting every single word or phrase into something filthy as well.
Caught or surrendered, Remi's hand ends up in Ronin's, and the kisses the Huntsman places on his skin has Remi's toes curling against the flooring. "Gasp," he remarks. "And unless we want someone else coming in here, we should be very thorough in searching lest we are accused of missing something." He points out, and had the warm weight of Ronin's head in his lap not been there, Remi might have dramatically risen off the couch at that very moment.
Caught or surrendered, Remi's hand ends up in Ronin's, and the kisses the Huntsman places on his skin has Remi's toes curling against the flooring. "Gasp," he remarks. "And unless we want someone else coming in here, we should be very thorough in searching lest we are accused of missing something." He points out, and had the warm weight of Ronin's head in his lap not been there, Remi might have dramatically risen off the couch at that very moment.
THE
ALCHEMIST
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.
