[Ronan's hand leaves Adam's chest to cup his face, turning it so that their lips meet again. The kiss is savored, unhurried. It's either delaying his reply or it is his reply. His tongue dips into Adam's mouth for a taste, and Ronan breathes the answer against Adam's lips:]
Only if you do.
[What's the purpose of any of it - Ronan's devotion, his desire to marry, his need to make the moment perfect - if not for Adam? Ronan could never regret touching Adam. He could only regret doing it the wrong way.
And with that, Ronan pushes a second finger into Adam. He's not sure how he'll know when Adam's ready. He's still so tight that it seems impossible. But the thought makes Ronan ache, his cock rock-hard and throbbing with anticipation. God, it's all he wants, to be inside Adam.]
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Only if you do.
[What's the purpose of any of it - Ronan's devotion, his desire to marry, his need to make the moment perfect - if not for Adam? Ronan could never regret touching Adam. He could only regret doing it the wrong way.
And with that, Ronan pushes a second finger into Adam. He's not sure how he'll know when Adam's ready. He's still so tight that it seems impossible. But the thought makes Ronan ache, his cock rock-hard and throbbing with anticipation. God, it's all he wants, to be inside Adam.]