[The affection and love in Ronan's thoughts make Noah's heart swell, and he beams at the warm press of hands on his back, at the feeling of their hearts beating so close together. He could be content to just lie here, chest to chest, skin to skin, for the rest of the night. He could be, but there's more that he wants.
While Ronan's distracted by talking, Noah finally frees one of his legs. He hooks it firmly over Ronan's hip.]
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While Ronan's distracted by talking, Noah finally frees one of his legs. He hooks it firmly over Ronan's hip.]
I'd rather not worry about anything.