long shadows

RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving Remi walks in not a moment too soon, and if he hadn't managed to wedge the door shut then Ronin would have resorted to fucking him up against it, so this at least gives them more options. "Gladly," he half moans, giving not one fuck about his own buttons as he tears his shirt open and steps forward to close the distance between them. Half growling into the kiss, his hands are hungry, almost predatory as they roam over his husband to try and help him out of his clothes. "I want you," he hums against his lips, pressing close against hot bronzed skin at last and backing them up against one of the walls. The shift out of leather has done absolutely nothing to control Ronin's arousal, and he lets out a shuddering breath as he tilts his hips forward to enjoy the friction between them. "Gods, you feel so good."