I will fight the end
"Is that what it is?" Ronin says, just about catching his breath, his cheeks flushed with the sudden change in temperature. Beneath the waves he'd make a particularly vicious looking merman, the fronds and ridges that make up his lower half glittering maliciously just under the surface. Still, he doesn't draw away as Remi reaches out to touch him - the scales are very much like a snake or a dragon's, but the ridges will certainly open a cut if he runs his palm across them directly.
Splashing at his husband - revealing the spade-like tailfin (also sharp as a knife) he didn't know he had - Ronin shifts and reaches out for Remi drawing him close enough for a soaking wet kiss. It doesn't matter what he is right now; with the adrenaline crackling in his veins he feels giddy and overwhelmed, wanting nothing more than the taste of the Lullaby on his lips. "Sea monster," he says, hazarding a guess. "I'll have to look at the Archive in Stormbreak. I'm sure they'll have me categorised alphabetically."
Splashing at his husband - revealing the spade-like tailfin (also sharp as a knife) he didn't know he had - Ronin shifts and reaches out for Remi drawing him close enough for a soaking wet kiss. It doesn't matter what he is right now; with the adrenaline crackling in his veins he feels giddy and overwhelmed, wanting nothing more than the taste of the Lullaby on his lips. "Sea monster," he says, hazarding a guess. "I'll have to look at the Archive in Stormbreak. I'm sure they'll have me categorised alphabetically."
'til the end is here
