[Noah prods at Ronan's chest, following the line of his muscles.]
Get on my level, man.
[It's just a tease of a comment - he doesn't care if Ronan drinks any more of it, or even what happens now that he's down here. His receptiveness is comfort and excitement enough.
Sitting up on one elbow, Noah sheds the fluffy blanket, pushing it to the other side of the bed. He's left just in boxers - blue, with little flamingos - and there's a question in his smile when he looks back over.]
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Get on my level, man.
[It's just a tease of a comment - he doesn't care if Ronan drinks any more of it, or even what happens now that he's down here. His receptiveness is comfort and excitement enough.
Sitting up on one elbow, Noah sheds the fluffy blanket, pushing it to the other side of the bed. He's left just in boxers - blue, with little flamingos - and there's a question in his smile when he looks back over.]