all the best debts

ronin A man unwilling to fight for what he wants deserves what he gets "Only because I thought it was you, but you did such a good job of convincing me it wasn't that I panicked," Ronin grumbles, though he's not at all sounding sad about sneaking a peek at Remi. Still, having adjusted his blindfold, he's effectively oblivious again (to the environment, anyway), and he's waiting tentatively to decide whether or not they're going to play kiss-chase through the jungle (i.e. Remi sulking off) or continue their picnic here. Oh? Ronin's surprise just about has time to pulse down their renewed Attuned bond when hot, sweet lips press against his own. Moaning indulgently into the taste of his husband as literal dessert, he's pleased as well that his hands are free, because they can wind possessively around the Lullaby and explore the contours of his body. "The gloves were a very nice touch," he mumbles into the kiss, arching against Remi, still very much exposed thanks to his earlier attentions.