Ronin Taliesin
but they haven't seen the best of me
Later, Ronin would applaud Remi's ingenuity at warping the bed to suit their very energetic purposes. Later he would tell him that magic was absolutely on the cards from now on. Later, later, later. For now it was all the hunter could do to breathe, left panting hard in the wake of his orgasm, Remi's arms laced tightly around him and heartbeats drumming in his chest, through the ring upon his hand and the body pressed against his back. With a blissful moan he allowed the alchemist to pull him down into the sheets, a silly smile creeping across his face at the feathers that puffed up in their wake.
Gaze unfocused, and with feathers sticking to sweat-slick skin, Ronin managed to capture one of the hands braced around him, lifting it to his lips so he could press a kiss to Remi's fingertips. Humming out a deep sigh, Ronin found himself thoroughly unable to move. "Don't go anywhere," he managed eventually, not wanting to waste even a moment of this.
Gaze unfocused, and with feathers sticking to sweat-slick skin, Ronin managed to capture one of the hands braced around him, lifting it to his lips so he could press a kiss to Remi's fingertips. Humming out a deep sigh, Ronin found himself thoroughly unable to move. "Don't go anywhere," he managed eventually, not wanting to waste even a moment of this.
