wild in the silence; no way to make it right
"Sugar will be hungry." Remi says of that idea with a grunt of amusement, though he does absolutely like the idea of being slung around Ronin's neck. Especially on hot days where his presence will be a burden and he'll cause rivers of sweat to run down his husband's spine. It's worth the risk of being devoured by a dragon, surely.
"Is that a banana in your pocket Remi, or are you just happy to see me?" I'll be asked, Remi murmurs, his smile bright. "Why no, it's actually my husband." So saying the Alchemist turns his cheek into the Star, lips brushing against collar bones before reaching his neck. Kissing his way up Ronin's jawline and imagining himself with scurrying feet that would be sure to tickle on such sensitive skin, Remi presses himself up on one arm to stare down at Ronin, caring not at all for the stickiness lingering between them.
"I am so very, very in love with you." He says, the words not quite a whisper, but merely carried along on his exhale. "And I know what you'll say, but I wish I had the words to tell you how much."
"Is that a banana in your pocket Remi, or are you just happy to see me?" I'll be asked, Remi murmurs, his smile bright. "Why no, it's actually my husband." So saying the Alchemist turns his cheek into the Star, lips brushing against collar bones before reaching his neck. Kissing his way up Ronin's jawline and imagining himself with scurrying feet that would be sure to tickle on such sensitive skin, Remi presses himself up on one arm to stare down at Ronin, caring not at all for the stickiness lingering between them.
"I am so very, very in love with you." He says, the words not quite a whisper, but merely carried along on his exhale. "And I know what you'll say, but I wish I had the words to tell you how much."
THE ALCHEMIST
i’ve been chasin the storm of a lovesick lonely lie
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
