[Ronan lets out a cry as Adam sets him free, the delayed rush hitting him all at once. Swept up in a wave of pleasure, he comes so hard he nearly collapses, clawing at the tree to stay upright while his other hand maintains its hold on Adam. He fights to keep from slipping away, cock pulsing between Adam's lips as his seed fills Adam's mouth, gasping out ragged moans until he's finally spent.
Then he sags, not quite releasing Adam as he sinks slowly to his knees beside him. When they come face to face, Ronan pushes in to kiss him, grateful. His whole body's trembling with aftershocks. Whatever Adam did to him, it shook him deep.]
[Adam welcomes him close, wrapping both arms around him and returning the kiss with yearning. He's not as strong or as big as Ronan, but he does waht he can to steady him.
Nuzzling gently at him to soothe and reassure as the kiss breaks, Adam nods.]
I'm gonna spread the blanket for us.
[He lets go of Ronan carefully, making sure he won't collapse before getting up to spread out the blanket. Adam makes quick work of it, taking Ronan's hand and drawing him onto the blanket, cuddling him close and watching his face with an adoring grin. His own cock aches, but it doesn't matter. That can wait.]
[Obedient, Ronan slips closer to Adam and stretches out beside him. Even in the clearing, the moonlight doesn't quite reach them, and Ronan strains to see Adam through the dark. His skin looks silver. Ronan reaches up, tracing the curve of Adam's lower lip with his thumb, feeling his mouth more than he sees it.
Ronan kisses him again, lingering this time. His hand drops away, seeking out Adam's once more, lacing their fingers when he finds it. He lets his love spill over into Adam's mind, a hum of adoration that emanates from him like body heat.]
[Adam returns kiss after kiss, making soft sounds of pleasure against Ronan's mouth. He can still taste Ronan's seed on his tongue, mingling with Ronan's spit and the salt on Ronan's skin.
His hips grind forward once against Ronan's hip despite Adam's efforts to ignore his own need. He can wait. He's good at waiting. Kissing Ronan like this, all sweet and languid with pleasure, is worth everything.]
[A purr rumbles in Ronan's throat as their hips collide. He squeezes Adam's hand in response, gently tugging him closer. Nothing's rushing them except desire, and he can feel Adam's. Shifting, Ronan traps Adam's thigh with his leg, keeping their bodies flush.
All the while, his mouth worships Adam's with slow kisses. He slips his tongue between Adam's lips and tastes himself, then draws Adam's tongue into his own mouth and suckles lightly. When his hips move against Adam's again, he's inviting.]
[Adam responds with a contented hum, grinding his hips more freely against Ronan's after that invitation. His tongue explores Ronan's mouth, claiming every inch of him, mapping teeth and lips and the roof of his mouth.
Bumping their noses together between kisses, Adam pants softly against Ronan's lips, eyes closing with contentment.]
You want me to fuck you?
[He's pretty sure that's what Ronan meant, and he's all too happy to oblige, but he's just as happy to do almost anything else as long as it means being tangled up with Ronan, reflecting love between their bodies.]
[Ronan nods as he presses his forehead to Adam's. His skin is warm, slick with sweat, the shadows hiding how red his cheeks are. Maybe he shouldn't have asked. He doesn't know. Maybe Adam doesn't want that from him.]
Or, you know, whatever.
[It's Adam's needs he's here to serve, after all. His hips slide against Adam's, coaxing.]
[Adam smiles and nuzzles at him, giving a possessive kiss by way of answer and then letting go so that he can grope in the darkness for the lube. He's glad that he grabbed the bottle that Ronan had dreamed, because he's not confident he'd be able to find an ordinary bottle in the darkness. This one is lit up for his senses, and comes eagerly to his hand. Adam snaps it open, leaning over to kiss Ronan's cheek and getting his shoulder instead.]
Do you want to be on your back or do you want to ride me?
[There are other options, but Adam doesn't offer them, choosing the two that he thinks will be easiest or most reassuring for Ronan.]
[He's confident that he can take whatever Adam gives him. Reaching between their bodies, Ronan grabs hold of Adam's length. He gives it a lazy stroke before holding it steady for Adam to prepare, as if he needed the assistance.]
[There's fond warmth in Adam's voice as he gently brushes Ronan's hand away. He needs to make sure Ronan is prepped, and the touch will only get him distracted.]
I'm yours, too, remember. What you want is important to me. It goes both ways.
[Pouring a little of the lube into his hand, Adam gently nudges at Ronan's thigh.]
[Ronan obviously doesn't care nearly as much about that as Adam does. They can go too fast. Adam can hurt him, if it's his pleasure. But Ronan lets go when Adam swats him away.]
Don't worry so much.
[He lies back as instructed, drawing his knees up. He's plenty relaxed already. Adam made sure of that.]
[Adam settles between his partner's legs, starting to play cool, lube-slicked fingers over Ronan's hole. He's just exploring for now, gently teasing his fingertip around the rim in order to enjoy the way that it clenches.]
I'm enjoying making my beloved feel good. Which is, and this may surprise you, harder to do when someone keeps insisting that it's not a worthwhile goal.
[He slides one finger into Ronan right at the pause where Ronan might make a response to that, pressing his index finger in to the hilt and then holding it there as he lets Ronan get used to it.]
[Ronan loses his train of thought, as Adam intended, his words dissolving on a hitched breath. All of his focus is suddenly fixed on Adam's finger, the clean and determined invasion of it. Ronan can feel warmth returning to his loins even though Adam satisfied him a few short minutes ago.
And I'm just saying, as I've said before, that I want this to go both ways.
[Adam slides that finger in and out a few times, leisurely in his exploration of how Ronan's hole clenched around it and clenched again once it was gone.]
I don't want a relationship where my boyfriend gives and sacrifices and then tries to fight me reciprocating. I don't just want to be loved by you, I want to be in love with you.
[Sliding his finger deep again, Adam hooks it, searching for Ronan's prostate in order to find out how sensitive he is to stimulation.]
[Ronan's lips move voicelessly with the intention of correcting Adam. It's not unbalanced the way Adam thinks. Adam's already made his sacrifice. He gives to Ronan every day and he'll give even more before they're done, before Ronan's unmade.
His thoughts vanish again as Adam's finger brushes something inside, sending a jolt of heat through his body. Ronan gasps, hips jerking up. Flexing, pulling, wanting.]
[Adam grins at the reaction he gets, leaning down to kiss Ronan's inner thigh as he draws his finger back and then adds a second one, questing for Ronan's prostate and starting to gently massage circles around it.]
[Which is to say: yes. It's the kind of good that's too good, wiping away the rest of his senses. He feels nothing but Adam's fingers rolling inside him, sending electricity up his spine and making his thighs quiver.]
[Adam grins at that, drawing his fingers back a little and playing them instead around the rim of Ronan's hole, coaxing the muscles to relax and pinching the rim between thumb and finger, stimulating and soothing before plunging two fingers deep again and rubbing over Ronan's prostate.
Ronan might have thought that this process was just the perfunctory lead-up to penetration, but Adam is more than happy to finger him to another orgasm before they get there.]
That's called your prostate. Prostate orgasms are different, deeper. Supposedly it's possible to have multiple orgasms in a row, like girls do, or to have a prostate orgasm without actually ejaculating.
[They will have to do further research, obviously.
[That's probably a fascinating sex ed lesson, but Ronan barely hears it. Instead, he's feeling it, his hips rocking slightly with the movement of Adam's fingers, wanting more, then less, then more. It's too much and not enough, teasing yet overwhelming.]
A-Adam...
[There's nothing else to say, just a gasp and a shaky moan as Adam's fingers brush it again. He's felt this before, but not so powerfully or prolonged. It's true that it feels like an entirely new kind of arousal. And because he just came, just minutes ago, he doesn't know what to expect from this. How it's meant to end. It's just pleasure, and pleasure, and pleasure, all with Adam's touch, just to drive him insane.]
[Adam scatters soft kisses over Ronan's belly as his fingers move within his boyfriend. He adds a third finger, hand twisting and exploring inside of Ronan, opening him up and stimulating him with more and more pleasure.]
[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.]
[Adam can't resist him any longer. His own desire is pent up, cock aching. Ronan's asking, expressing desires, and Adam wants to indulge him every time he dares. Pulling his fingers back, he strokes himself quickly to coat his cock with lube, and then guides himself in.
He spent more than enough time working Ronan open, fingering him even once he was plenty relaxed, so he simply lines himself up and slides in, gasping at the feel of Ronan's heat clenching around him.]
[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.]
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Then he sags, not quite releasing Adam as he sinks slowly to his knees beside him. When they come face to face, Ronan pushes in to kiss him, grateful. His whole body's trembling with aftershocks. Whatever Adam did to him, it shook him deep.]
God...
[He might as well be praying to Adam.]
Take me.
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Nuzzling gently at him to soothe and reassure as the kiss breaks, Adam nods.]
I'm gonna spread the blanket for us.
[He lets go of Ronan carefully, making sure he won't collapse before getting up to spread out the blanket. Adam makes quick work of it, taking Ronan's hand and drawing him onto the blanket, cuddling him close and watching his face with an adoring grin. His own cock aches, but it doesn't matter. That can wait.]
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Ronan kisses him again, lingering this time. His hand drops away, seeking out Adam's once more, lacing their fingers when he finds it. He lets his love spill over into Adam's mind, a hum of adoration that emanates from him like body heat.]
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His hips grind forward once against Ronan's hip despite Adam's efforts to ignore his own need. He can wait. He's good at waiting. Kissing Ronan like this, all sweet and languid with pleasure, is worth everything.]
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All the while, his mouth worships Adam's with slow kisses. He slips his tongue between Adam's lips and tastes himself, then draws Adam's tongue into his own mouth and suckles lightly. When his hips move against Adam's again, he's inviting.]
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Bumping their noses together between kisses, Adam pants softly against Ronan's lips, eyes closing with contentment.]
You want me to fuck you?
[He's pretty sure that's what Ronan meant, and he's all too happy to oblige, but he's just as happy to do almost anything else as long as it means being tangled up with Ronan, reflecting love between their bodies.]
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Or, you know, whatever.
[It's Adam's needs he's here to serve, after all. His hips slide against Adam's, coaxing.]
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Do you want to be on your back or do you want to ride me?
[There are other options, but Adam doesn't offer them, choosing the two that he thinks will be easiest or most reassuring for Ronan.]
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[He's confident that he can take whatever Adam gives him. Reaching between their bodies, Ronan grabs hold of Adam's length. He gives it a lazy stroke before holding it steady for Adam to prepare, as if he needed the assistance.]
I'm yours. Do anything you want.
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[There's fond warmth in Adam's voice as he gently brushes Ronan's hand away. He needs to make sure Ronan is prepped, and the touch will only get him distracted.]
I'm yours, too, remember. What you want is important to me. It goes both ways.
[Pouring a little of the lube into his hand, Adam gently nudges at Ronan's thigh.]
Lay back and relax.
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Don't worry so much.
[He lies back as instructed, drawing his knees up. He's plenty relaxed already. Adam made sure of that.]
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[Adam settles between his partner's legs, starting to play cool, lube-slicked fingers over Ronan's hole. He's just exploring for now, gently teasing his fingertip around the rim in order to enjoy the way that it clenches.]
I'm enjoying making my beloved feel good. Which is, and this may surprise you, harder to do when someone keeps insisting that it's not a worthwhile goal.
[He slides one finger into Ronan right at the pause where Ronan might make a response to that, pressing his index finger in to the hilt and then holding it there as he lets Ronan get used to it.]
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[Ronan loses his train of thought, as Adam intended, his words dissolving on a hitched breath. All of his focus is suddenly fixed on Adam's finger, the clean and determined invasion of it. Ronan can feel warmth returning to his loins even though Adam satisfied him a few short minutes ago.
He catches his breath, releasing some tension.]
Everything you do makes me feel good.
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[Adam slides that finger in and out a few times, leisurely in his exploration of how Ronan's hole clenched around it and clenched again once it was gone.]
I don't want a relationship where my boyfriend gives and sacrifices and then tries to fight me reciprocating. I don't just want to be loved by you, I want to be in love with you.
[Sliding his finger deep again, Adam hooks it, searching for Ronan's prostate in order to find out how sensitive he is to stimulation.]
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His thoughts vanish again as Adam's finger brushes something inside, sending a jolt of heat through his body. Ronan gasps, hips jerking up. Flexing, pulling, wanting.]
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Feel good?
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[Which is to say: yes. It's the kind of good that's too good, wiping away the rest of his senses. He feels nothing but Adam's fingers rolling inside him, sending electricity up his spine and making his thighs quiver.]
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Ronan might have thought that this process was just the perfunctory lead-up to penetration, but Adam is more than happy to finger him to another orgasm before they get there.]
That's called your prostate. Prostate orgasms are different, deeper. Supposedly it's possible to have multiple orgasms in a row, like girls do, or to have a prostate orgasm without actually ejaculating.
[They will have to do further research, obviously.
For science.]
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A-Adam...
[There's nothing else to say, just a gasp and a shaky moan as Adam's fingers brush it again. He's felt this before, but not so powerfully or prolonged. It's true that it feels like an entirely new kind of arousal. And because he just came, just minutes ago, he doesn't know what to expect from this. How it's meant to end. It's just pleasure, and pleasure, and pleasure, all with Adam's touch, just to drive him insane.]
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[Adam scatters soft kisses over Ronan's belly as his fingers move within his boyfriend. He adds a third finger, hand twisting and exploring inside of Ronan, opening him up and stimulating him with more and more pleasure.]
Tell me what you want.
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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.]
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He spent more than enough time working Ronan open, fingering him even once he was plenty relaxed, so he simply lines himself up and slides in, gasping at the feel of Ronan's heat clenching around him.]
Fuck.
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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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