[Noah has never felt more fragile in Ronan's hands. Ronan is suddenly so much more aware of his size, of Noah's bird-boned wrists and the hollow dip of his belly beneath his ribs, of his narrow shoulders and thighs barely thicker than Ronan's forearms. He's so easy to shatter, which means he's not meant for Ronan's touch. Yet Noah wants him anyway.
Ronan moans, his body working hard to hold itself back. His lust wants this to go faster, an urge that grows more powerful with every slow thrust. He buries himself deep in Noah, shivering at the tightness of him and remembering to breathe only as he draws back, before diving in again and losing himself in another wash of pleasure. His hand hasn't forgotten Noah, stroking him like a reassurance. He presses his love and desire into Noah's mind, letting him feel the pleasure he's giving, apologizing for the pain, praying for this to feel like something good.]
[It does, he whispers back. It's good. And it isn't a lie - every bit of this, the good and the bad, is a miracle, and he wouldn't trade a single sensation for something easier. Intent on shattering the careful, tentative control, he rolls his hips into the rhythm of Ronan's hand, pushing at the pace.
You won't hurt me. Please. He scrapes Ronan's neck with his teeth, and tugs at his hair, just slightly. You can let go.]
[He doesn't believe Noah, but he also doesn't fight it. Giving in to his want, Ronan stops holding back and plunges deep. With one hand squeezing Noah's thigh to keep him in place, Ronan rocks his hips up and drives each thrust harder and harder into him. The tightness of him makes this feel so much more dangerous than with Adam, so raw between their aching and straining bodies. Ronan's thrusts gain speed and he strokes Noah faster with an increasingly clumsy hand, breathless curses spilling from his mouth. This should be impossible. These are two bodies who weren't made to be together.
Ronan comes with a gasp that builds to a shuddering moan, his muscles going taut with that final thrust. His cock pulses, filling Noah with heat, while the rest of his body goes still. Shocks of electric pleasure run through him before giving way to feverish exhaustion, and then he remembers to breathe again.]
[At the first tremor of his boyfriend's orgasm, Noah latches on softly with his mind, feeling for the sensations himself, sucking them in greedily. It's enough to push him past the edge, and as Ronan stills, Noah finally tumbles, gasping and whining into hot skin.
When he's completely spent, he collapses forward, still enveloping Ronan, and rests his forehead on his stomach.]
[Ronan's not sure how it ended this way when he'd spent the day bracing himself for an inevitable breakup. He's glad, though. He loves Noah so much his heart aches with it. Ronan's arms wrap loosely around him, holding him close while the two of them catch their breath.]
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Ronan moans, his body working hard to hold itself back. His lust wants this to go faster, an urge that grows more powerful with every slow thrust. He buries himself deep in Noah, shivering at the tightness of him and remembering to breathe only as he draws back, before diving in again and losing himself in another wash of pleasure. His hand hasn't forgotten Noah, stroking him like a reassurance. He presses his love and desire into Noah's mind, letting him feel the pleasure he's giving, apologizing for the pain, praying for this to feel like something good.]
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You won't hurt me. Please. He scrapes Ronan's neck with his teeth, and tugs at his hair, just slightly. You can let go.]
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Ronan comes with a gasp that builds to a shuddering moan, his muscles going taut with that final thrust. His cock pulses, filling Noah with heat, while the rest of his body goes still. Shocks of electric pleasure run through him before giving way to feverish exhaustion, and then he remembers to breathe again.]
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When he's completely spent, he collapses forward, still enveloping Ronan, and rests his forehead on his stomach.]
How was that?
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[Ronan's not sure how it ended this way when he'd spent the day bracing himself for an inevitable breakup. He's glad, though. He loves Noah so much his heart aches with it. Ronan's arms wrap loosely around him, holding him close while the two of them catch their breath.]
I mean it. I can't believe we did that.
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[His voice is breathless and exhausted, but completely adoring. He presses an open kiss against Ronan's ribs
I've wanted it for months. Since before we kissed by the lake.]