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"Yes but not this dessert," Ronin sighs sadly, wiping his hands on his projection (who instinctively makes an ew gross face) before dismissing it, leaving the pastry box to tumble to the ground. As he turns to see Remi reaching for him, the Huntsman willingly steps into his orbit, planting a couple of kisses long his cheek and jawline for good measure. He absolutely hears the travelling tongue exactly the way he wants to, his smile lopsided as he slips his arms loosely around Remi's waist. "Who knew that saving wayward foxes and sacrificing pastries would get you all hot under the collar?" He purrs back, drawing him closer still. "That was sweet of you, though, to stop and help." ronypony it's always nice to make an impression