[ Adam won't argue even if he doesn't believe that. He instead focuses on the kiss, on the feeling of Ronan's fingers in his hair. The press of their hips heats him as much as the bath does and it's easy to forget everything but Ronan's body, his mouth and how much Adam loves him.
His fingers squeezed his thighs, massaging upward toward his hips again. It doesn't take much, really, to ignite Adam's desire for Ronan, he never really stops wanting him. Anything less than entangled always feels just shy of enough. His tongue brushed against the other's lips, knowing he'd gain entrance easily to taste Ronan fully.
The way they're pressed together there's no hiding his body's already reacting to the intimacy, not that there's ever really a reason for him to hide it. ]
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His fingers squeezed his thighs, massaging upward toward his hips again. It doesn't take much, really, to ignite Adam's desire for Ronan, he never really stops wanting him. Anything less than entangled always feels just shy of enough. His tongue brushed against the other's lips, knowing he'd gain entrance easily to taste Ronan fully.
The way they're pressed together there's no hiding his body's already reacting to the intimacy, not that there's ever really a reason for him to hide it. ]