RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
"Fuck you," says Ronin cheerfully, grinning after Bandcamp as he follows him up the stairs. He doesn't use the railing, but it's more out of forgetfulness than intention; he's too busy watching Remi's ass as they head up to the fourth floor. "Hey, don't kick my shoe. It had a very important job," he tells him - that, and it technically marks the beginning of him getting undressed, he supposes.
Still, as they both finally find themselves inside Remi's apartment, Ronin also lets out a sigh of relief and runs his fingers back through his dark hair. "Pretty sure you already know what you can get me," he mumbles, grinning and wasting no time in closing the distance between them with a kiss that suggests he can absolutely climb another four flights of stairs. Ronin has been watching him rockstar it up all evening, and watching fans drool over his every step. Now it's his turn.
Still, as they both finally find themselves inside Remi's apartment, Ronin also lets out a sigh of relief and runs his fingers back through his dark hair. "Pretty sure you already know what you can get me," he mumbles, grinning and wasting no time in closing the distance between them with a kiss that suggests he can absolutely climb another four flights of stairs. Ronin has been watching him rockstar it up all evening, and watching fans drool over his every step. Now it's his turn.
show me your darkness.
