shut the door & cut me open

RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving Ronin did not expect the stairs to stop Remi. In fact he was counting on the fact that they wouldn’t, the hunter already lingering outside their bedroom door for his husband to draw close. ”Well I sincerely hope you don’t find me smelly now,” he remarked, waiting just long enough for Remi to appear in the half light before pulling him back into his arms again, melding their bodies together. Skin to skin now, freed from the irritating restrictions of fabric, Ronin let his hands wander hungrily over his husband’s body, his arousal pressing hard and impatiently between them. At the same time his lips sought Remi’s in a kiss that was just as sweet as it was passionate. I’m sorry, it seemed to reiterate, and I’ll make it up to you. Finally stumbling back and attempting not to let go of the other man one single bit, Ronin fumbled the door open and let them stagger back into the enveloping comfort of the room, aiming anywhere close to the bed.