walked out this morning and i wrote down this song.
i just can't remember who to send it to
i just can't remember who to send it to
Leaning his head up enough to make out the dusty star-blue of his husband's eyes in the darkness, Remi tilts his head from side to side in silent disagreement. 'Am I? Are you sure? I think you should check again.' He suggests, relaxing his hold slightly of Ronin if only so that he could weave patterns across the Huntsman's back with his fingertips.
Humming a soft sound that managed to sound disappointed as the kiss came to an end, Remi lets his head fall back against the mattress once more. "I am going to follow you down into your dreams tonight. We both need sleep after today, but I do not want to take my eyes off of you." With what might have been a clawed foot or a tentacle, Remi drags a fur up and over them. Because of the seasonal heat he doesn't bother to try and fully cover them with it, only keeping it there in silent opposition to Ronin suggesting they put their clothes back on.
Humming a soft sound that managed to sound disappointed as the kiss came to an end, Remi lets his head fall back against the mattress once more. "I am going to follow you down into your dreams tonight. We both need sleep after today, but I do not want to take my eyes off of you." With what might have been a clawed foot or a tentacle, Remi drags a fur up and over them. Because of the seasonal heat he doesn't bother to try and fully cover them with it, only keeping it there in silent opposition to Ronin suggesting they put their clothes back on.
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.
