[SE] i'm not angry

walked out this morning and i wrote down this song.
i just can't remember who to send it to

Shifting and adjusting to better aid his husband in stripping away all that dare lay between them, Remi presses his eyes closed, wondering if he trusted himself to go to sleep that night and not find himself haunting Sunjata's dreams. The thought shivers in his mind as Ronin's lips press against a muscle which had come into contact with the rock giant's massive fists. Whatever bruises there are hardly matter though; not in the wake of Remi's violent madness and the ease with which he'd been considering murder. Gods and he would have done it too - wanted to do it. Without Ronin...without Ronin..

That is all the Lullaby repeats. Dragging his fingertips up Ronin's sides, Remi shifts his body to press into all the spaces that their combined physiques would otherwise have left cavernous. If they were to be thought of as complementary puzzle pieces, then they were of the sort that required as much finesse as they did force to properly come together. Curling a leg over the back of the Huntsman's calves, Remi's fingertips slide along the contours of his husband's muscles with all the care of someone climbing a perilous mountain with nothing to catch them should their grip falter.

..only you...