[There's no smartass comment to go with it, because even with vodka on his lips, he can't help the fact that Adam gets him flustered.
The image of him in a towel gets under his skin, because now he's thinking about it. Imagining him naked and with a towel sitting on the crest of his hips and his hands-- His hands, his hands, Ronan can't explain what it is about Adam's hands that get to him. It's the purest association to touch, to worshiping something. Slender fingers but a strong grip, the way the other teen's palms had pressed against his skin, how Ronan had slid his tongue against his fingertips, and now his heartbeat is in his ears but he tries to play it cool.]
i know youve got a little insta model in you somewhere
[He doesn't really expect him to send anything risque because it's Parrish and whatever this thing is they're doing, he doesn't feel like he's earned it yet. Maybe a fogged bathroom mirror, or in too close to get a good view. Adam has more muscle on him than you expect until you realize that he works two manual jobs. That night on his birthday, he'd mapped out every inch of skin he could touch; like he'd never get another chance.
Some nights he still feels like he shouldn't have.]
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[There's no smartass comment to go with it, because even with vodka on his lips, he can't help the fact that Adam gets him flustered.
The image of him in a towel gets under his skin, because now he's thinking about it.
Imagining him naked and with a towel sitting on the crest of his hips and his hands--
His hands, his hands, Ronan can't explain what it is about Adam's hands that get to him. It's the purest association to touch, to worshiping something. Slender fingers but a strong grip, the way the other teen's palms had pressed against his skin, how Ronan had slid his tongue against his fingertips, and now his heartbeat is in his ears but he tries to play it cool.]
i know youve got a little insta model in you somewhere
[He doesn't really expect him to send anything risque because it's Parrish and whatever this thing is they're doing, he doesn't feel like he's earned it yet. Maybe a fogged bathroom mirror, or in too close to get a good view. Adam has more muscle on him than you expect until you realize that he works two manual jobs. That night on his birthday, he'd mapped out every inch of skin he could touch; like he'd never get another chance.
Some nights he still feels like he shouldn't have.]