cut our teeth and make our bones right here

Remi

Welcome to the wild, no heroes and villains
Welcome to the war, we've only begun

"Yeah. She...was sitting with me just before I left to come out and see you, with her head on my shoulder." Which, as Ronin had noticed, was the most action the wendigo had seen in years. Until...well. "In the science wing." Remi agrees, realizing only as the words left his lips that he was thinking both of things done (and yet to be done) in Ronin's apartment as much as on his proposed date with Isla.

Relief blooms in tandem with nervous anticipation as Ronin agrees, and gods if Remi isn't suddenly wishing that they'd forced themselves to go a little slower earlier. Already the memory of his climax felt fuzzy, but not quite so distant that heat wasn't still flickering in his belly. "Well, not with that attitude." The wendigo counters with a grin.

'Oh, don't be an idiot. Sex always complicates things.' He says a touch flippantly, before pulling a kombucha-face as he reconsiders. Maybe with another man, especially if that man was Ronin, it wouldn't be complicated. If it really was just about them each feeling good..? 'So...are you normally a top, or...'

Higher and higher you chase it
It's deep in your blood, go and take it

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!