Adam stilled, shivering briefly. It was unbelievably difficult to do this, standing so close to Ronan, with the man he loved tracing a finger over his hair. Adam yearned to tilt his head up and steal a kiss, but the thought of Ronan being shocked and disgusted was enough to prevent him.

"I beg your forbearance, sir," Adam murmured, unfastening the buttons of Ronan's trousers and kneeling so that he could draw them down along with Ronan's undergarments. He didn't dare look up, cheeks burning from how close he was to Ronan's naked cock. "It would be dangerous for me to call you Ronan." The name slipped like a thief from his lips, and Adam's heart thudded with fear and delight.

Rising quickly to his feet, Adam turned away. The wrong way, he realized after a moment. He'd put Ronan on his deaf side. Turning again, though it made him face the wall, Adam kept his eyes averted while he waited for request or command.