[Ronan sucks in a sharp breath as Adam enters him. It doesn't hurt, though. On the contrary, the thick pressure of Adam's cock is exactly what he was longing for. He'd felt empty, and now he's whole.
His hands slide to the small of Adam's back as he rocks his hips upward, taking in more of Adam before he loses his nerve. It's a dangerous move that only settles into pleasure after it's done, when the deep ache dulls into a different sort of throb and their bodies feel as though they've locked together.
Rolling his head back, Ronan exposes his throat. The blanket wasn't quite long enough for his body. He can feel leaves in his hair, cool earth against the heat of his skin. It's fitting to be with Adam in a place like this.]
[Adam lays atop him, staying close and pressing a kiss to Ronan's throat. He claims one of Ronan's hands, winding their fingers together and then pinning it to the ground beside his head.]
Ronan.
[Adam rests his forehead against Ronan's collarbone for a moment, overcome by love and pleasure. He wants to be as close as possible, all tangled up in Ronan, two bodies utterly united.]
You doing okay?
[He rocks his hips a little, gentle and slow to start, testing what Ronan's comfortable with.]
[Everything's exactly as it should be. He gives his body up to Adam, relaxing in his grip. With Noah's frequent assistance, Ronan's gotten used to the act, but there's something very different about the way Adam fucks him. It could be his body or it could simply be the strength of their connection. Ronan loves Noah, but Noah doesn't own him the way Adam does. Noah and Ronan come together to make one. Adam and Ronan are already one, usually separated, now reunited.
As Adam begins to thrust, something sparks deep inside Ronan. His breath hitches and his thighs tremble.]
You don't have to be careful.
[He realizes his body seems to be arguing the opposite, but he presses the palm of his free hand against Adam's back, spurring him on.]
[Just one sharp thrust is enough to make him weak. Ronan gasps and shivers, fingers like claws now as he digs them into Adam's back. His grip relaxes again, slowly, as Adam grows gentler. But now Ronan knows. Adam will take him roughly or sweetly, at his pleasure. Either prospect excites Ronan, who purrs as Adam's teeth graze his throat.
He lets Adam feel it, the thrill in his belly and the shocks of his arousal when Adam moves just so, when his mouth finds a sensitive nerve or he drives a bit deeper and Ronan melts into the dance of it. He's happiest like this, when he's the cause of Adam's pleasure instead of his pain. If Adam meant to give him something to live for, he's succeeding.]
[Adam murmurs it against his skin, a prayer, an offering, as he moves within Ronan. He angles his hips as best he can, using the feedback of Ronan's sensations to know how it feels best for him, so that he can focus his energies entirely into making him melt. He stays as close as he can, arms braced beside Ronan's head and breath flooding over Ronan's neck and shoulder.
They are one, and he's never going to let this go.]
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His hands slide to the small of Adam's back as he rocks his hips upward, taking in more of Adam before he loses his nerve. It's a dangerous move that only settles into pleasure after it's done, when the deep ache dulls into a different sort of throb and their bodies feel as though they've locked together.
Rolling his head back, Ronan exposes his throat. The blanket wasn't quite long enough for his body. He can feel leaves in his hair, cool earth against the heat of his skin. It's fitting to be with Adam in a place like this.]
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Ronan.
[Adam rests his forehead against Ronan's collarbone for a moment, overcome by love and pleasure. He wants to be as close as possible, all tangled up in Ronan, two bodies utterly united.]
You doing okay?
[He rocks his hips a little, gentle and slow to start, testing what Ronan's comfortable with.]
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[Everything's exactly as it should be. He gives his body up to Adam, relaxing in his grip. With Noah's frequent assistance, Ronan's gotten used to the act, but there's something very different about the way Adam fucks him. It could be his body or it could simply be the strength of their connection. Ronan loves Noah, but Noah doesn't own him the way Adam does. Noah and Ronan come together to make one. Adam and Ronan are already one, usually separated, now reunited.
As Adam begins to thrust, something sparks deep inside Ronan. His breath hitches and his thighs tremble.]
You don't have to be careful.
[He realizes his body seems to be arguing the opposite, but he presses the palm of his free hand against Adam's back, spurring him on.]
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[He gives him one sharp thrust, and then eases, rolling his hips slow and even into his boyfriend.]
And I wish to handle you with reverence and care. [Nuzzling at Ronan, Adam groans softly, nipping at his neck just below his ear.]
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He lets Adam feel it, the thrill in his belly and the shocks of his arousal when Adam moves just so, when his mouth finds a sensitive nerve or he drives a bit deeper and Ronan melts into the dance of it. He's happiest like this, when he's the cause of Adam's pleasure instead of his pain. If Adam meant to give him something to live for, he's succeeding.]
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[Adam murmurs it against his skin, a prayer, an offering, as he moves within Ronan. He angles his hips as best he can, using the feedback of Ronan's sensations to know how it feels best for him, so that he can focus his energies entirely into making him melt. He stays as close as he can, arms braced beside Ronan's head and breath flooding over Ronan's neck and shoulder.
They are one, and he's never going to let this go.]
Ronan.