[se] two hearts thrown together

”Oi!” Ronin complained through a laugh at the attack on his rake, reaching out to try and prod Remi with it before thinking better of it - he did not know what things it had been in contact with on this beach walk. Dragging in a few errant bits of paper and other glass to scoop up, Ronin couldn’t help but raise a brow - of all things, he hadn’t expected the blushing or the bashfulness. ”I didn’t think it was possible to embarrass you any more,” he murmured, though the warmth in his expression told that it was a pleasant surprise. Then the question was turned back on him, and Ronin lounged back on his cloud, itching at the scruff on his chin. ”Army barracks,” he said with an easy shrug, slanting a smile in Remi’s direction. ”I was enlisted into the Storm Guard at sixteen - as you’d expect, boys and girls were divided into separate barracks. Spent a lot of our time trying to get a peek at the girls. All that frustration, all those hormones...” He let out a laugh at the memory. ”I don’t know what they expected really, cramming a bunch of lads together like that and not expecting them to experiment.” He shrugged. ”Still, you were the first one I...” Oh great, now it was his turn to blush. ”The first one I let close, in not so many words.” ronypony it's always nice to make an impression