[Ronan continues forward, looking no less unsure of himself despite the orders and assurances. He comes to a stop beside the bed, and he can guess what they want from him, but he doesn't know how to start. When he takes Adam's hand, it feels like Gansey might be left out, so Ronan bows to kiss Gansey first, softly, in greeting.]
[Adam's tentative smile blossoms into a grin at the sight of that kiss. It may have been meant to reassure Gansey, but Adam also feels reassured by it.
He gives Ronan's hand a gentle tug once the kiss breaks.]
Come cuddle. Then more of that.
[More kissing Gansey, just with the improvement of being tangled around Adam at the same time.]
[He's relieved when Ronan comes closer but isn't expecting Ronan to lean down and kiss him. It's a pleasant surprise though, and one hand comes up to cup Ronan's cheek, further reassurance that they both want him here.
It's still odd for Gansey to realize that it's not simply Ronan-and-Adam. He doesn't think about it much when he's with each of them separately but when they're together, he inadvertently takes himself out of the equation, feeling like an outsider looking in. It's not purposeful--merely a result of thinking about them as a pair for so long, considering where in his timeline he's come from.
When the kiss breaks, there's a giddy smile on Gansey's face as he waits for Ronan to settle down, not at all bothered by the prospect of more--not least of the reasons because Adam seems to have cheered up a bit with Ronan's entrance.]
[Ronan knows that Gansey must be thinking that way, now that he knows what Gansey knows, that it's Ronan-and-Adam back home. And though Noah says that Gansey wants it to be that way, Ronan can't help but think that he's taking something away from his best friend. Even now, still, after all their negotiations and agreements. It's an ever-present worry in Ronan's mind, that Gansey will feel denied of something.
So, yes, of course he gets the first kiss. And as Ronan climbs into bed with them, he takes up his place behind Adam and not between them, leaving them the freedom to resume kissing just as they were before. He hugs Adam about the waist and nuzzles up to the back of his neck, brushing it with his lips.]
[Adam makes a contented little sigh as Ronan settles behind him, arms warm around his middle. He feels safe and complete here between the boys he loves, and being the focus for both of them is a heady, rare feeling. They love him, and he needs to be loved.]
Very good.
[Adam grins, letting the arm around Gansey's waist sneak a little ways up Gansey's shirt.]
[As Ronan curls up to Adam, Gansey's arm reaches over Adam to rest across Ronan's waist, helping to pull him closer.
At Adam's command though, there's a small cough, like Gansey's clearing his throat. He has never been asked to kiss someone for another's pleasure, though he is interested in continuing as well.
Fighting down the flush that's flaring at his ears, Gansey regains his composure, at least temporarily:]
[Which Ronan utters with total affection, mouth curved into a timid smile. He's used to being ordered around by Adam, but this is a new scenario for him, too. His heart's pounding so hard he's sure Adam can feel it against his spine.
Obediently, Ronan leans over Adam's shoulder to capture Gansey's lips. It's easy enough, at his size, to keep Adam situated comfortably between them. But it's strange to feel Adam there and to taste Gansey at the same time. An illicit thrill. Even when he's been ordered to do it, it feels like a crime.]
[Adam grins as Ronan kisses Gansey. He's warm and safe, cradled between his boyfriends as they kiss. It's an exquisite feeling, knowing that he's loved and desired and able to enjoy being included in Ronan and Gansey's love for each other.
Turning his head, he presses a kiss just under Ronan's jaw, feeling the pulse fluttering against his lips, and then returns his head to Gansey's shoulder, contentedly spectating the kiss.]
[Ronan's gaze slides briefly to Adam before his eyes flutter shut and he relaxes into Gansey's kisses. There's an endless surreality to this arrangement. As insecure as he might seem, Ronan feels spoiled with love in being allowed to be with the two of them like this. It's a privilege he doesn't take for granted.
One hand caresses Adam's hip while the other reaches for Gansey, sliding up over his abs, feeling at his pecs through his shirt. Ronan suspects Adam wants to see a bit more than chaste kisses, and he nips playfully at Gansey's lower lip before sneaking his tongue into Gansey's mouth.]
[It's such an exquisite feeling, being held between them like this. Adam feels cherished by them both, and honored to be here between them. These two brilliant, wondrous boys, and somehow he belongs here between them, watching them with awe and affection.
I love you, [he murmurs, not bothering to specify, because of course he means both of them. He can't help but love the two of them]
[There's a short, sharp inhalation at the nip to his lip, but more out of surprise than pain. He has, admittedly, been hesitant to do much more with Ronan than kissing, still unsure of his best friend's thoughts about this arrangement, believing he's only in this because Adam asked him to.
He starts to change his mind though when Ronan's tongue, warm and foreign, slips into his mouth and a hand sneaks up his front.
It's a lot going on, but when he hears Adam's words, he calms. They're two of his best friends that he would trust his life to--hell, gives up his life for. There's a small smile now as Gansey melts into the kiss, gently massaging Ronan's tongue with his own. He can relax. The hand cradling Ronan's cheek moves down to grip at his shoulder, squeezing his reassurance for both himself and Ronan.]
[A tremor runs through Ronan's body, one that Adam will feel more than Gansey. Of all of them, Gansey's the one most out of Ronan's reach. They don't kiss often. They don't kiss near enough for Ronan to feel certain of his place, and the caress of his tongue is exactly what Ronan needs to affirm that he's wanted here. He savors the taste of Gansey, heat building as their mouths work slowly against one another. Shame settles in as he realizes he can't hide his arousal, and Adam will be feeling that, too.
They break and Ronan bows down, his lips finding Adam's shoulder. He presses kisses along the curve of Adam's neck between hot breaths, and meanwhile his hand drops back down, fingers hooking into the waistband of Gansey's pants. He whispers into Adam's skin:]
We love you.
[Ronan's eyes flick up to Gansey, an unspoken signal that they shouldn't neglect Adam. Adam's at the center of them, physically and in every other way, the object around which Ronan and Gansey orbit.]
[Adam's breath catches as Ronan's attention shifts onto him. He presses back against Ronan while his arm tightens around Gansey's waist, wanting to be trapped between his lovers. The words of love make him quiver, eyes closing as he savors them, repeating them over and over again in his mind.
He can feel Ronan's arousal, and that makes his lips quirk, grinding his hips back briefly in a gesture of acknowledgement and approval. He doesn't care whether this remains chaste or becomes more heated. In either case, Ronan's arousal is something wonderful, a signal of pleasure and excitement, of love.]
[Gansey catches Ronan's eye with the briefest of smirks, all the acknowledgment needed. His lips are still alight from the kiss. He ducks down to capture Adam's lips, corroboration of Ronan's words, full of adoration.
He doesn't miss the hand at his waist though, his own hand that was on Ronan's shoulder now moving up to thread into Ronan's growing hair, gripping firmly to keep Ronan close to them.]
[Ronan moans softly as Adam rocks back against him. As he feared, his desire hasn't gone unnoticed, though at least Adam's encouraging him. He doesn't expect more, however. Or any relief at all, really. Ronan didn't come here in search of anything, and it was Adam and Gansey who were interrupted.
Gansey's keeping him close, still, so Ronan makes no attempt to pull away. He rests his chin on Adam's shoulder, aching as he watches the two of them kiss. It feels just as terrible as the first time he saw it, the certainty of their love and Ronan's near-but-far proximity to it. Before all of this, he only ever understood love as something given with one's whole heart. And though there's no part of this that Ronan wants to give up, either, every time Adam kisses someone else, Ronan's reminded of his measure. Not whole love, but just a sliver, and the piece that's easiest to leave behind.
They are beautiful, though, and Ronan presses in just to push them closer together.]
[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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Ronan, come here.
[He knows that Ronan can't refuse a command from either of them. Certainly not from them both.]
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[Gansey too sits up a bit more, waiting expectantly. He trusts he doesn't have to ask him again to come closer.]
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He gives Ronan's hand a gentle tug once the kiss breaks.]
Come cuddle. Then more of that.
[More kissing Gansey, just with the improvement of being tangled around Adam at the same time.]
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It's still odd for Gansey to realize that it's not simply Ronan-and-Adam. He doesn't think about it much when he's with each of them separately but when they're together, he inadvertently takes himself out of the equation, feeling like an outsider looking in. It's not purposeful--merely a result of thinking about them as a pair for so long, considering where in his timeline he's come from.
When the kiss breaks, there's a giddy smile on Gansey's face as he waits for Ronan to settle down, not at all bothered by the prospect of more--not least of the reasons because Adam seems to have cheered up a bit with Ronan's entrance.]
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So, yes, of course he gets the first kiss. And as Ronan climbs into bed with them, he takes up his place behind Adam and not between them, leaving them the freedom to resume kissing just as they were before. He hugs Adam about the waist and nuzzles up to the back of his neck, brushing it with his lips.]
Good?
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Very good.
[Adam grins, letting the arm around Gansey's waist sneak a little ways up Gansey's shirt.]
Now you should make out with Gansey some more.
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At Adam's command though, there's a small cough, like Gansey's clearing his throat. He has never been asked to kiss someone for another's pleasure, though he is interested in continuing as well.
Fighting down the flush that's flaring at his ears, Gansey regains his composure, at least temporarily:]
You heard the man. What say you, Ronan?
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[Which Ronan utters with total affection, mouth curved into a timid smile. He's used to being ordered around by Adam, but this is a new scenario for him, too. His heart's pounding so hard he's sure Adam can feel it against his spine.
Obediently, Ronan leans over Adam's shoulder to capture Gansey's lips. It's easy enough, at his size, to keep Adam situated comfortably between them. But it's strange to feel Adam there and to taste Gansey at the same time. An illicit thrill. Even when he's been ordered to do it, it feels like a crime.]
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Turning his head, he presses a kiss just under Ronan's jaw, feeling the pulse fluttering against his lips, and then returns his head to Gansey's shoulder, contentedly spectating the kiss.]
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Gansey brings a hand up to cup Ronan's jaw, holding him there for gentle, chaste kisses--all the more appealing that Adam enjoys it as well.]
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One hand caresses Adam's hip while the other reaches for Gansey, sliding up over his abs, feeling at his pecs through his shirt. Ronan suspects Adam wants to see a bit more than chaste kisses, and he nips playfully at Gansey's lower lip before sneaking his tongue into Gansey's mouth.]
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I love you, [he murmurs, not bothering to specify, because of course he means both of them. He can't help but love the two of them]
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He starts to change his mind though when Ronan's tongue, warm and foreign, slips into his mouth and a hand sneaks up his front.
It's a lot going on, but when he hears Adam's words, he calms. They're two of his best friends that he would trust his life to--hell, gives up his life for. There's a small smile now as Gansey melts into the kiss, gently massaging Ronan's tongue with his own. He can relax. The hand cradling Ronan's cheek moves down to grip at his shoulder, squeezing his reassurance for both himself and Ronan.]
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They break and Ronan bows down, his lips finding Adam's shoulder. He presses kisses along the curve of Adam's neck between hot breaths, and meanwhile his hand drops back down, fingers hooking into the waistband of Gansey's pants. He whispers into Adam's skin:]
We love you.
[Ronan's eyes flick up to Gansey, an unspoken signal that they shouldn't neglect Adam. Adam's at the center of them, physically and in every other way, the object around which Ronan and Gansey orbit.]
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He can feel Ronan's arousal, and that makes his lips quirk, grinding his hips back briefly in a gesture of acknowledgement and approval. He doesn't care whether this remains chaste or becomes more heated. In either case, Ronan's arousal is something wonderful, a signal of pleasure and excitement, of love.]
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He doesn't miss the hand at his waist though, his own hand that was on Ronan's shoulder now moving up to thread into Ronan's growing hair, gripping firmly to keep Ronan close to them.]
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Gansey's keeping him close, still, so Ronan makes no attempt to pull away. He rests his chin on Adam's shoulder, aching as he watches the two of them kiss. It feels just as terrible as the first time he saw it, the certainty of their love and Ronan's near-but-far proximity to it. Before all of this, he only ever understood love as something given with one's whole heart. And though there's no part of this that Ronan wants to give up, either, every time Adam kisses someone else, Ronan's reminded of his measure. Not whole love, but just a sliver, and the piece that's easiest to leave behind.
They are beautiful, though, and Ronan presses in just to push them closer together.]
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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.]