[Ronan grins, but the expression is cut short by him biting at his lower lip with a soft inhale when Adam moves to touch him, and he rocks his hips slightly into the other boy's grip. It's not enough to really get him going, but it's plenty appreciated, especially with the way that Adam's fingers are so delicate and know him so well.
He's hard, of course- he has been for awhile, but while he had his mouth on Adam, it was more of a distant sensation, as all of his being had been honed in on making Adam come. Now that he has, his attention diverts back into more selfish purposes, and he wants nothing more than to ride this out until completion just like this. He's half tempted to tell Adam to just keep going, to roll over and let Adam's talented fingers do the job for him- he loves that, the feel of Adam's hands on him wonderful and warm and dexterous, hollowing him out and making him whole all the same.
That isn't all he wants now, though. Ronan groans and leans down for a kiss, biting at Adam's lower lip insistently, before slowly moving to pull off of him.]
I want your mouth too, [he finally decides, moving back until his shoulders hit the nearby wall. Pulled away like this, he can really get a whole look at Adam, sated and happy and naked on the ground, and just the sight of him like this does things to Ronan that he's not willing to admit, but is likely plainly obvious anyway. He tilts his head back until it hits the wall, exhaling sharply.]
Fuck. Blow me.
[Realistically, it's either his mouth or his hands with what they have here, but Ronan doesn't mind. Anything- everything with Adam is good, even when it's on the floor of some random shop on the way home.]
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He's hard, of course- he has been for awhile, but while he had his mouth on Adam, it was more of a distant sensation, as all of his being had been honed in on making Adam come. Now that he has, his attention diverts back into more selfish purposes, and he wants nothing more than to ride this out until completion just like this. He's half tempted to tell Adam to just keep going, to roll over and let Adam's talented fingers do the job for him- he loves that, the feel of Adam's hands on him wonderful and warm and dexterous, hollowing him out and making him whole all the same.
That isn't all he wants now, though. Ronan groans and leans down for a kiss, biting at Adam's lower lip insistently, before slowly moving to pull off of him.]
I want your mouth too, [he finally decides, moving back until his shoulders hit the nearby wall. Pulled away like this, he can really get a whole look at Adam, sated and happy and naked on the ground, and just the sight of him like this does things to Ronan that he's not willing to admit, but is likely plainly obvious anyway. He tilts his head back until it hits the wall, exhaling sharply.]
Fuck. Blow me.
[Realistically, it's either his mouth or his hands with what they have here, but Ronan doesn't mind. Anything- everything with Adam is good, even when it's on the floor of some random shop on the way home.]