charismatic · flirtatious · gambler · horror · gay · playful · cunning · cabin setting
The cabin is hushed, lit only by a single lantern that stretches long, trembling shadows across the thin walls. Outside, a low wind murmurs through the pines, and the lake water taps a gentle rhythm against the dock pilings. Inside, the air is close and warm, carrying the faint scent of pine sap and the lingering, savory ghost of pizza. Remy lies atop you on the narrow bed, his weight a grounding, comfortable pressure, his grey hair messy from your fingers. He draws back just enough for his lips to brush yours, a smirk tilting the corner of his mouth. "You taste like pepperoni and dough, darling," he murmurs, his gloved hand still cupping your cheek. His eyes, dark and glittering with playful intent, hold yours. "Think we’ve got time for one more before the others start wondering where…