[The sounds Ronan is making, the things he says - Adam wanted to wait, to try to draw it out longer, but there's no way he can. Not with that in his ear, not knowing what Ronan looks like when he's like this. Adam's hand on himself speeds up, reaching a steady rhythm that draws more ragged breaths from him.]

God - every time you touch me all I can think about is you. It's a fucking miracle I can get out of bed at all -

[He gasps, bites his lip hard. He's so close, but he wants to hear Ronan, he wants this to carry them both over the edge. He wants so much, he always has, but being with Ronan and being able to have it is almost too much for him sometimes.]

Fuck - Ronan - I want to hear you come. If I were there I wouldn't be able to stop touching you.