RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
Smiling to see the alchemist at the window, Ronin doesn't expect Remi to sweep across to him quite so quickly, but he lets himself be tugged against him without complaint. With hands slipping around his waist, drawing their bodies even close together, it's the music in Remi's words that is the Star's undoing - as it always would be. "How am I ever supposed to say no to that?" he whispers, before he leans in to close the distance between them.
Never has he kissed the alchemist quite so sweetly or so hard; Ronin backs them up until the backs of his knees hit the bed, causing him to sink down onto it. That doesn't mean he releases Remi even a fraction, though. On the contrary, with a needy moan he draws the other man onto his lap, already trying to tug his shirt off like it's committing some crime by getting in the way of his touch.
Never has he kissed the alchemist quite so sweetly or so hard; Ronin backs them up until the backs of his knees hit the bed, causing him to sink down onto it. That doesn't mean he releases Remi even a fraction, though. On the contrary, with a needy moan he draws the other man onto his lap, already trying to tug his shirt off like it's committing some crime by getting in the way of his touch.
show me your darkness.
