most unfortunate

REMI ABRUZZO When these weary days, when these days are done We'll be in the sun "I will keep that in mind." Remi turned with a smirk. Frowning, the alchemist was about to say something about how terrible the past-him had sounded. Ianto was making it sound like it was a glorified one-night-stand, or worse, that Remi had merely used the fox. Neither of those situations sounded like something Remi would do, but then again he truly didn't know at this point. So perhaps that explained why the alchemist bristled and feathers appeared in his hair as the fox suddenly tugged him closer. Thoughts of sex (fantastic sex, his brain kept emphasizing) aflutter in his mind and the sudden quite literal pull of Ianto had his body jumping to all sorts of conclusions. "Not in my mouth." Remi repeated stupidly, nodding his head in distant agreement before snapping himself out of it and properly listening to. "Does it...the way it wraps around the other trees, does it effect them, too?" When these weary days, when these days are through I'll be working my way back to you