[Adam was well aware of how turned on Ronan was. It was sweet and endearing at the same time that it was hot and Adam- he was getting there, himself. Slower, but steadily. Adam's was a slow-burning fire, but once it was ignited the flames were hard to put out.
He pulled his hands away when Ronan pulled back to get out of his jacket, pressing against him again as soon as he was able to. Every way that Ronan touched him felt like something to treasure, unique and special. What had Adam done to deserve this boy? Ronan was- he was more than Adam could put into words.
He considered their options for a moment, running through the pros and cons of each location. The bed would be the most comfortable, probably, but the couch was fairly spacious, too. It would work. There were other concerns too, more important ones like was there lube stashed away in this place somewhere or- because Adam certainly hadn't gotten any.]
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He pulled his hands away when Ronan pulled back to get out of his jacket, pressing against him again as soon as he was able to. Every way that Ronan touched him felt like something to treasure, unique and special. What had Adam done to deserve this boy? Ronan was- he was more than Adam could put into words.
He considered their options for a moment, running through the pros and cons of each location. The bed would be the most comfortable, probably, but the couch was fairly spacious, too. It would work. There were other concerns too, more important ones like was there lube stashed away in this place somewhere or- because Adam certainly hadn't gotten any.]
The couch works.