[With that movement, Ronan moans softly into Noah's mouth. Noah doesn't have to tell him to keep going because he doesn't think he could possibly stop now. He rocks his hips again, a shiver of pleasure running through his body, and his kiss becomes more urgent. Hungry.
Of course he wants Noah. He has always wanted Noah, before this place, before their first kiss by the lake. Back when Noah was merely his shy roommate with an overly tidy bedroom and a severe lack of appetite, back when Ronan understood nothing about him.
As soon as Ronan comes up for air, he pulls one hand up to caress Noah's cheek, and his gasping mouth presses kisses to the other cheek before he nuzzles it with the tip of his nose.]
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Of course he wants Noah. He has always wanted Noah, before this place, before their first kiss by the lake. Back when Noah was merely his shy roommate with an overly tidy bedroom and a severe lack of appetite, back when Ronan understood nothing about him.
As soon as Ronan comes up for air, he pulls one hand up to caress Noah's cheek, and his gasping mouth presses kisses to the other cheek before he nuzzles it with the tip of his nose.]