there will be scrapes and sutures; viciousness and victory
It's like a tightrope that they both want to plunge from, but for some reason they're deciding not to, and every moment is made tantalisingly more unbearable given that he can feel Remi's emotions. Finding himself trying hard to catch his breath despite this comparatively lazy roll between the sheets, Ronin hums his appreciation against Remi's neck at the same time as he leaves a bruising claim there with his lips, as if he can somehow keep his senses if he gives himself an outlet elsewhere.
Perhaps it's a blessing in disguise, then, that it's literally first thing in the morning, and the chances of this being more than a quick moment of pleasure are minimal. Despite the glacial pace (in Ronin's opinion, anyway), the pressure building at the base of his spine is undeniable, and while he can't reach down to help Remi finish himself off in their current positions, the sudden hitch and spark in his emotions will hopefully be warning enough.
Perhaps it's a blessing in disguise, then, that it's literally first thing in the morning, and the chances of this being more than a quick moment of pleasure are minimal. Despite the glacial pace (in Ronin's opinion, anyway), the pressure building at the base of his spine is undeniable, and while he can't reach down to help Remi finish himself off in their current positions, the sudden hitch and spark in his emotions will hopefully be warning enough.
RONIN
