and on to the glory at my right hand
More than happy to have his focus drawn up to Remi's lips, Ronin melts into the Lullaby's kiss with the sound of his name said in that way echoing in the back of his mind. His fingers thread up and into curls made damp by blood and snow, his tongue writing promises that his body fully intends to keep. The fires that have been kindled by the hunt are fanned into a blaze by Remi's mere presence, and Ronin's free hand tries to sneak into the other man's coat and beneath his shirt.
"I want you," he moans into Remi's mouth, his hips rocking forward to grind teasingly against the Lullaby. He's not aware of it, but behind them the frozen shore glitters with strange, icy baubles, and there's evidence of a shrine nearby too. "I want you all over me, right now."
"I want you," he moans into Remi's mouth, his hips rocking forward to grind teasingly against the Lullaby. He's not aware of it, but behind them the frozen shore glitters with strange, icy baubles, and there's evidence of a shrine nearby too. "I want you all over me, right now."
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