[Ronan lets out a little sound when he gets the next text, and he covers his mouth with the palm of his hand, breathing into it, feeling the condensation of his breath make his skin damp. His heart is pounding. He imagines that Adam can hear it- he imagines that Adam can tug his hand away and say let me help with that.
Fuck, but he misses him.]
that was a good one. im thinking about it too, youre just... fuck, you were so hot. i loved the way you felt against me. how your cock felt in my hand. id stroke you off now if i could.
imagine its me. wrapped around you and touching you in all the ways you like to be touched. id make it so good for you if i was there, pushing you down with all your books scattered around you. i want to
[This is getting a little intense. Ronan swallows thickly and cuts his text short, sends another one.]
no subject
Fuck, but he misses him.]
that was a good one. im thinking about it too, youre just... fuck, you were so hot. i loved the way you felt against me. how your cock felt in my hand. id stroke you off now if i could.
imagine its me. wrapped around you and touching you in all the ways you like to be touched. id make it so good for you if i was there, pushing you down with all your books scattered around you. i want to
[This is getting a little intense. Ronan swallows thickly and cuts his text short, sends another one.]
maybe you should call me instead. more hands free