you are terrifying and strange and beautiful
"Mm, it feels like we've rarely had time to just be together, you and me. At least not without something lurking between us, like war or gods or just other people." Sighing out a content breath and flashing a smirk across at his husband, Ronin sneaks a kiss to Remi's cheek at the reminder about their wedding. "But it was such a rush, to make ourselves wait," he reminds him with a wicked whisper. "Not that I think I'd be able to do that again. I can barely go five seconds without wanting you." And he's not afraid to admit it, either.
Accepting the wine cup back, Ronin is in the process of properly savouring it, like they'd talked about for so long, his eyes shut and the breeze ruffling through his hair, when Remi speaks again. Peeping his eyes back open, it's with a very sly smile in return that the Huntsman leans in to shut his partner up with a proper kiss. "You," he mumbles against his lips, "were absolutely right. And now we can do this whenever we want." Kissing him again, Ronin takes another sip from the cup before offering it back to Remi.
"Do you know," he says conversationally, "I ran into Deimos down on the Tundra, when I went to hunt for ningo last."
Accepting the wine cup back, Ronin is in the process of properly savouring it, like they'd talked about for so long, his eyes shut and the breeze ruffling through his hair, when Remi speaks again. Peeping his eyes back open, it's with a very sly smile in return that the Huntsman leans in to shut his partner up with a proper kiss. "You," he mumbles against his lips, "were absolutely right. And now we can do this whenever we want." Kissing him again, Ronin takes another sip from the cup before offering it back to Remi.
"Do you know," he says conversationally, "I ran into Deimos down on the Tundra, when I went to hunt for ningo last."
The huntsman
