let's be alone together

i wish i could say that i am a light that never goes out

Moaning a note of deep and inconsolable dissatisfaction as Ronin holds himself aloft, tentacles slink out from Remi's mostly-naked body, concealed (for now) by the furs. "Is it too late to suggest that maybe the relic is a book? Or a fishing pole?" The alchemist wonders with a crooked snarl. The idea of trying on hats and shoes sounded utterly horrifying, but then, Ronin was the sort who could make any outing memorable and fun. Such was the Huntsman's charm.

"mmmm." Remi hums, straining to lift himself up that the brush against his nose might become more. As it happens, it does, and all thoughts of hats and Ronin's toes shoved into delicate woman's shoes are utterly extinguished. Now his tentacles do slurp out from beneath the sheets, coiling around Ronin's torso and the back of his thighs. Either Ronin would shiver away from them, or Remi would play the part of boa constrictor and increase the pressure until the Huntsman was helpless to do anything but collapse.

"But only in the right hands." The alchemist adds as he shrugs his arms out of the blankets to wrap them around his husband's back.

but I  f l i c k e r

from time to time

REMI

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