#thethirdremnant

[thequietremnant]

"So lost without you, Yazoo." His words are a mumble against such perfect skin, lips moving to nibble across a shoulder. A gloved hand moves up, fingertips gently teasing a nipple, tugging and twisting it just slightly.

“Never have to be, ever again.”  The last of the word lilts upward, as he reacts to the attention lavished on his nipple.  “Such a, good, brother, Loz.”  He doesn’t bother stopping the candid roll of his hips into the air.  

[thequietremnant]

Loz hums rather happily at the other's words, nibbling down along his collarbone. Gloved hands move to Yazoo's bare torso, slowly trailing down it, fingers tracing along the chiselled features of the remnant's abs. "I'm sorry I didn't find you sooner." He nips at Yazoo's flesh with that perfect amount of pressure.

“I’m just happy you found me now, Loz.”  A noise continues to tumble forward at each and every single nip that the other remnant applies to his flesh.  When Loz hits a certain area, the scar that is inflicted on his perfect skin – it brings a louder noise out of him, body arching upwards.  

[thequietremnant]

Loz was just thankful he finally found his missing piece, humming deeply as he continues to nibble up along his neck. "Perfect, perfect Yazoo." As he gets to the collar of the other's jacket, Loz grumbles irritably, wanting to continue his affections further.

Yazoo peeled out of his jacket, tossing it aside.  Then, as an added measure – he pulls off his shirt as well.  Now Loz had the freedom to continue not only nibbling his neck, but his torso if he was feeling up to that.  “Not as perfect as you are, Loz.”  Hoarse lilt in his voice.  Highly appreciative of the other remnant’s affections.

[thequietremnant]

Loz had always felt close to Yazoo, as they'd spent quite a bit of time together as Kadaj usually sent them off to do things in a pair - and it showed as he nibbled the side of the other remnants neck. He gently trails his fingers through that long, silvery hair.

Yazoo’s eyes fall shut, murmuring encouragement towards Loz.  Body pressing in close, not wanting to be any semblance of far away from the other remnant.  

[thequietremnant]

Bringing a hand up, he sweeps Yazoo's hair over one shoulder, exposing a side of his neck. "Missed you..."

“Mmn.”  His fingers grip just a little tighter, so very much enjoying when his hair is played with in even the simplest manner.  “Missed you more.”

[thequietremnant]

Loz leans over one of Yazoo's shoulders, nibbling on it.

Yazoo made some sort of soft noise, hand coming to curl into his fellow remnant’s shirt.  “Loz…”  It was beautifully caught between his lips, barely able to roll off the tongue.

[the-third-remnant]

After pulling on the last of the leather outfit, Loz sat back to pull on his boots. He'd thanked Mother for being able to find his clothes, as when he came to, he was entirely naked. That fact didn't seem all that strange to Loz, and he simply had wandered around In Reno's clothes for a while until he found his own. 

After attaching the Dual Hound to his arm, he stands. Now all he had to find was Kadaj and Yazoo. Aside from Mother, they were all he could remember.