[Ronan can't find his words, helpless sounds escaping his throat while Adam's blessed fingers work him harder. He grabs at the forest floor, the blanket, then Adam. His palms find Adam's cheeks, stroking them like he means to beg for something. Adam is relentless, pleasuring him like this without a chance to recover.]
Want...
[Nothing. This? Everything. Adam.]
Want you inside me.
[If he's going to come again, he wants to do it with Adam. His pleasure is nothing without Adam's.]
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Want...
[Nothing. This? Everything. Adam.]
Want you inside me.
[If he's going to come again, he wants to do it with Adam. His pleasure is nothing without Adam's.]