arms give away your need
”Oh, is that so?” They do have time, and in dreams it takes a lot less preparation than it otherwise might. So rather than dropping his cravat, Ronin merely shakes it so that it turns into a formal tie. Knotting it once more against a shirt that’s suddenly crisp and clean and perfectly pressed, he leans in to steal a taste of Remi’s lips - and the world shifts, tilting gently so that the Lullaby is seated in a chair all of a sudden. A chair in a candlelit room, with the Star still comfortably in his lap.
Behind them there’s a table and wine, and a spread of food that certainly smells delicious, but Ronin is more interested in kissing Remi. ”There,” he murmurs, sitting back eventually for air. ”This is where I’d take you, and we’d sit and make stupid jokes and listen to music. I’d get really drunk and try and pull off the tablecloth with the plates still on top. It would be a mess.”
Behind them there’s a table and wine, and a spread of food that certainly smells delicious, but Ronin is more interested in kissing Remi. ”There,” he murmurs, sitting back eventually for air. ”This is where I’d take you, and we’d sit and make stupid jokes and listen to music. I’d get really drunk and try and pull off the tablecloth with the plates still on top. It would be a mess.”
tie them up and around me
and play me as you please
RONIN
