[Ronan has never created a space for the specific purpose of seduction before. He's not entirely sure what would make a space desirable for that purpose, tucked away in the dark woods. He drifts lazily over a narrow path between the trees, uninspired, until they come upon a small hill were the trees clear and the night sky becomes visible above.
Stopping there, Ronan spills into his human form again, one arm around Adam's waist.]
This looks like a good place for a fountain.
[With an inviting blanket of grass for love-making, before they get to dreaming.]
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Stopping there, Ronan spills into his human form again, one arm around Adam's waist.]
This looks like a good place for a fountain.
[With an inviting blanket of grass for love-making, before they get to dreaming.]