shut the door & cut me open

RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving Remi's weird little trees might well be rather nice, but Ronin had his own ideas about that right now, and they all involved the fingers in his hair and the hand curling about his waist. Humming low in his throat, he teased his tongue against Remi's, free hand winding around him in return to urge them closer still, hips tilting to grind playfully against the other man. "You can see," he whispered, his smile audible in his voice. "For the first time, you'll be able to properly see all the filthy things I'm going to do to you. Lucky." With a wicked laugh, he leant in to capture Remi's mouth anew, shifting that he might get his hands under the alchemist's thighs to hitch him up and onto the counter.