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

Selfishly, so long as Ronin is consenting, the hunter's erection isn't even necessary at this point. "It's you." Remi confirms, breathless and dizzy now in a way that's absolutely because of Ronin and not at the whiskey much as he can feel the latter warming his bones.

"Careful," Remi warns, stepping out of his pants and underwear and kicking them away. "If you ruin this with an impromptu test of what your blood does to me as a human, I might kill you." So saying, it's with far too much eagerness and familiarity that Remi sinks down into Ronin's bed. Finding a space next to the hunter as if this was old hat and not quite literally just the very second time he'd done anything like this, the wendigo doesn't bother tugging the blankets up around them and instead presses one hand softly against Ronin's chest if only to force the other man to meet his gaze.

With the other, he moves it between their bodies, reaching down without hesitation to grasp the other man's cock. Remi's green eyes drink in the hunter's face with slow wonder; having never touched another man's erection (not counting boyish flicks or punches in the past). Gripping rather than stroking, Remi tugs it toward himself like some absurd joystick with which he might control the hunter with.

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!