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

With a feral and utterly defeated sort of cry, Remi thrusts forward, nearly collapsing down onto the doctor with the overwhelming reality of the moment. With his forehead pressed between her breasts and his fingers flinching against the back of her thigh, Remi slides his hips back slowly before thrusting again, this time using his hand to drag Isla's hips against his own as if there might be yet more of her to have.

Spluttering out a moan and suddenly able to see nothing but various shades of black and pebble-blue, Remi's hips begin thrusting in earnest as his fingertips leave inadvertent crescents along the back of Isla's thigh. Not wanting to interrupt the work of her hand, the wendigo's lips slide, open-mouthed, up the doctor's skin before latching onto her other nipple as if the source of his endurance might be found there. Able to articulate none of the thoughts bursting scatter-shot behind his closed eyes, Remi's free hand itches up the bedsheets and toward the doctor's mouth where his thumb brushes against her lower lip.

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!