"I always have lots of ideas, but you'll not get out of taking the lead so easily." Remi chuckles, though his words are just a vocal sort of shrug; the alchemist has absolutely no plans at all to elaborate on the positions the two find themselves in. If the Star is fine with being on the bottom, Remi certainly won't complain about it.
The sensations left in the wake of the huntsman's roving fingers is like a windstorm. It makes goosebumps break out all over his back, heightening everything to the point Remi is almost certain he can feel the outline of Ronin's fingerprints as they brush across his skin. Arching up and into the pressure, Remi's lips are all too eager to be captured by Ronin's.
The alchemist's moan is more vibration than audible sound as he shifts himself forward slightly; this being a dream there is little need for adjustments or additional preparations. Flattening his lower back and continuing to hold his partner's thigh, Remi enters the Star with a restrained groan. His head shakes slightly, lips pulling away from Ronin's for only a moment as the alchemist forecefully reins himself in, that his movements might stay sweet and tender. Whatever the needs of his mind and heart, his body will always want immediate and red-hot satisfaction. Cradling Ronin against him, his wings now flexed wide over them both, he gasps in a silent breath as he steals a glance into the huntsman's impossibly blue gaze.
The sensations left in the wake of the huntsman's roving fingers is like a windstorm. It makes goosebumps break out all over his back, heightening everything to the point Remi is almost certain he can feel the outline of Ronin's fingerprints as they brush across his skin. Arching up and into the pressure, Remi's lips are all too eager to be captured by Ronin's.
The alchemist's moan is more vibration than audible sound as he shifts himself forward slightly; this being a dream there is little need for adjustments or additional preparations. Flattening his lower back and continuing to hold his partner's thigh, Remi enters the Star with a restrained groan. His head shakes slightly, lips pulling away from Ronin's for only a moment as the alchemist forecefully reins himself in, that his movements might stay sweet and tender. Whatever the needs of his mind and heart, his body will always want immediate and red-hot satisfaction. Cradling Ronin against him, his wings now flexed wide over them both, he gasps in a silent breath as he steals a glance into the huntsman's impossibly blue gaze.
who's got their claws in you my friend?
into your heart i'll b e a t  again
into your heart i'll b e a t  again
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.
