run away and take me with you
"Mm, don't tempt me," Ronin mutters about closing up the shop and keeping them locked up for a while. Remi still has one shrine to visit as far as the Star can remember, and so definitely has reason to leave, but he conveniently forgets about it as the alchemist's lips tilt up to capture his own. Soft and rough all at the same time, Ronin's warning dies on a tongue that's all too eager to press against Remi's, his protest nothing more than a low rumble in his throat and a stuttered inhale as his back pressed against a cold wall.
Then Remi's fingers are around him and he's arching off the wall before he can tell his body otherwise; unexpectedly wound up as he is, there's little stopping Ronin from rising to the occasion. Wait, he wants to say, because there's still something about this that doesn't feel right, or comfortable, or how they've said things should go. But as he gazes down to find Remi between his legs his resolve crumbles all over again.
"Are you sure--" he just about manages, his voice all but lost in the pounding of the water.
Then Remi's fingers are around him and he's arching off the wall before he can tell his body otherwise; unexpectedly wound up as he is, there's little stopping Ronin from rising to the occasion. Wait, he wants to say, because there's still something about this that doesn't feel right, or comfortable, or how they've said things should go. But as he gazes down to find Remi between his legs his resolve crumbles all over again.
"Are you sure--" he just about manages, his voice all but lost in the pounding of the water.
don't let go, i need your rescue
RONIN
