[ Adam holds his breath when Ronan starts to move, his hands grip hard into his skin, there might be unintentional bruises or scratches left in his wake as he struggles still to remain relaxed when Ronan starts to move. It seems imbalanced between pleasure and a burning pain lingering though he kept the latter as background noise and focused on the good and the fact that this union is one he's craved and Ronan had gave it to him now without hesitation.
His hand slides up, running over the back of his head, and then back downward along the back of his neck and his upper back. He can't think about anything but Ronan moving inside of him, holding him close and safe, loving him. ]
How does it feel [ Adam whispers, though asking for such a description almost feels dirty but as much as he thinks Ronan has a penchant for exaggeration and dramatics he loves the way he describes things, them. ] Tell me
[ It'll be over too soon, he's sure and he's not sure if they'll get a chance like this again but he hopes for it already. ]
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His hand slides up, running over the back of his head, and then back downward along the back of his neck and his upper back. He can't think about anything but Ronan moving inside of him, holding him close and safe, loving him. ]
How does it feel [ Adam whispers, though asking for such a description almost feels dirty but as much as he thinks Ronan has a penchant for exaggeration and dramatics he loves the way he describes things, them. ] Tell me
[ It'll be over too soon, he's sure and he's not sure if they'll get a chance like this again but he hopes for it already. ]