arms give away your need
Ronin's feet are clumsy as he tries to kick off his shoes, to shed his coat as he's swamped into bed, but he manages as much without letting go of Remi even for a moment. Clambering into darkness that smells like earth and spice, he nestles against the Lullaby's chest, his arms coiling around him more tightly. Remi is freezing cold, and Ronin can't do much of anything right now, but he can at least help to warm him up.
"I finished my task for Safrin, with the flowers," he mumbles into his shirt, his ear pressed over Remi's heart so he might hear its steady beating. "She asked for more, though. She held a petal, from the flower that made me feel passion." He hopes his husband can see where this is going. "...And I told her no, Remi." And now there's something seriously wrong, and he's brought it on himself.
"I finished my task for Safrin, with the flowers," he mumbles into his shirt, his ear pressed over Remi's heart so he might hear its steady beating. "She asked for more, though. She held a petal, from the flower that made me feel passion." He hopes his husband can see where this is going. "...And I told her no, Remi." And now there's something seriously wrong, and he's brought it on himself.
tie them up and around me
and play me as you please
RONIN
