RONIN
the darkstar
"I know," Ronin murmurs, and his voice is low enough that it might be a growl or a purr. They should be as much a part of me as you goes unsaid, but then again it doesn't need to when his emotions are laid bare to Remi. Wincing on the other man's behalf as he rips the feathers from his own body, Ronin at least waits for him to be finished with his offerings before he slips in to wind his arms around him.
"Home," he agrees. "Stew." Taking a second to make sure Remi is okay (or maybe just taking advantage of an opportunity to feel him up), Ronin at least seems much more warm and fuzzy as they set off for home. The rest of him might be frozen, but they can take care of that when they get back to the boat.
~FIN
"Home," he agrees. "Stew." Taking a second to make sure Remi is okay (or maybe just taking advantage of an opportunity to feel him up), Ronin at least seems much more warm and fuzzy as they set off for home. The rest of him might be frozen, but they can take care of that when they get back to the boat.
~FIN
