run away and take me with you
"Does it ever?" Ronin mumbes, hiccuping in a breath as Remi's talons cut into his flesh. It's tantalising, the pain mingling with the pleasure, and the Huntsman lets his head loll back even as his fingers slip into Remi's hair a second time. Part of him wonders whether this is wise - this feels like the bad decisions of their previous selves, of covering things up with sex and pleasure and leaving things pathetically unspoken, but gods if Ronin doesn't have the willpower to resist right now.
"Not now," he almost begs, his jaw feathering as he gazes down at Remi with a wild sort of light in his blue eyes. "I don't think I can deal with being teased right now." It's as much of an apology as a warning, Ronin's thumb grazing across his husband's cheek.
"Not now," he almost begs, his jaw feathering as he gazes down at Remi with a wild sort of light in his blue eyes. "I don't think I can deal with being teased right now." It's as much of an apology as a warning, Ronin's thumb grazing across his husband's cheek.
don't let go, i need your rescue
RONIN
