[Ronan had honestly been so caught up in the moment - in being back in Noah's bed - that he'd forgotten they have several more people around now who might require such explanations. It had been just Ronan and Noah for so long. Now he's acutely aware of Noah's noises, too, and his face flushes as he sits back and straddles Noah's hips.
Nevertheless, he obeys, peeling his shirt off and tossing it aside. His hands land on Noah's chest and begin pushing his shirt up, too. Noah feels too small beneath them, soft skin and fragile bones.]
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Nevertheless, he obeys, peeling his shirt off and tossing it aside. His hands land on Noah's chest and begin pushing his shirt up, too. Noah feels too small beneath them, soft skin and fragile bones.]
I don't think I marked you up too bad.
[Yet?]