all the best debts

i wish I could say I am a light that never goes out.
but i flicker from time to time

What Ronin might find appealing in fistfuls of woman beneath his palms Remi can't fathom. Alas, as this was meant to be the pièce de résistance of this charade to really drive home the illusion of Ronin's admirer not being Remi, the alchemist hadn't anticipated his plans being foiled by Ronin's fidelity and so had nothing else up his sleeves. Poor Ronin would just have to abide the sensations of past female lovers sinking their fingertips and teeth against him.

So it was with breasts and soft lips pressed against Ronin's face that Remi continued labouring farther down, all gloved hands and veiled sounds of effort.