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

What Isla will put into her report later when she signs Remi back in and has to explain the marks on his skin is entirely up to her. Conveniently if not sadly, the moment he shifts back all evidence of this moment will disappear. From his body, at least.

Whatever the physical strain on his tongue or the need to breathe, it's nothing compared to the sounds that fill the room, and so, knowing that this is not the right brand of fire that can kill him, the wendigo ignores the burn in his mouth and lungs and writes the words with his tongue that she needs to hear.

Moaning with a species of his own satisfaction as Isla cums against his lips, the wendigo grasps her tighter, wanting to savour every lingering ripple and shiver of heat. Only when her fingers ease and her heels relax against his shoulders does the wendigo turn his attention to the insides of her thighs, pressing feather-light kisses against her skin, not quite ready to move away from the carnal satisfaction of being between her legs.

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!