[Adam moans as Gansey claims his lips, and then again as Ronan presses them closer. He's sealed between them, and it feels perfect. It feels like he belongs here.
His hand finds Ronan's on Gansey's waist, twining their fingers together. He grips Ronan's hand tightly, and his kiss becomes fiercer as he does so, more desperate.
When he relaxes his grip, it's only because his desperation has been soothed into joy and mischief. He guides Ronan's hand down, fingertips brushing the hem of Gansey's jeans.
His lips pause, catching Gansey's lower lip and tugging it, holding it there for a moment to give him the focus he needs to wiggle his fingers under the hem without letting go, taking Ronan's hand down with him to feel the upper curve of Gansey's ass.]
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His hand finds Ronan's on Gansey's waist, twining their fingers together. He grips Ronan's hand tightly, and his kiss becomes fiercer as he does so, more desperate.
When he relaxes his grip, it's only because his desperation has been soothed into joy and mischief. He guides Ronan's hand down, fingertips brushing the hem of Gansey's jeans.
His lips pause, catching Gansey's lower lip and tugging it, holding it there for a moment to give him the focus he needs to wiggle his fingers under the hem without letting go, taking Ronan's hand down with him to feel the upper curve of Gansey's ass.]