RONIN
Torn between wanting to press against Remi's back to keep him close, and letting him go so he might release the tension from his muscles, Ronin inhales a deep, almost indulgent breath and reluctantly allows himself to relax on the exhale. He's just getting an elbow under himself as the alchemist leans in again, and the act of sitting up immediately takes second place to the taste of Remi's lips. "Fine," he whispers, his tongue flicking out to tease against the other man, "you can have one whole minute."
And the rest, of course - Ronin is just being a shit about it. He does eventually decide to sit up properly, taking advantage of the way he obnoxiously invades the Lullaby's personal space by hooking his legs around Remi's waist and delivering further kisses against the soft space beneath his jaw. "I think this is my favourite Longnight so far," he admits.
And the rest, of course - Ronin is just being a shit about it. He does eventually decide to sit up properly, taking advantage of the way he obnoxiously invades the Lullaby's personal space by hooking his legs around Remi's waist and delivering further kisses against the soft space beneath his jaw. "I think this is my favourite Longnight so far," he admits.
one more wish for you
