Ronan grinned at Adam's suggestions. Food, wine, and kissing Adam? Sounded like a home run. The idea of fucking did cross his mind, very heavily, but he was likewise unsure of how sexual Adam's feelings for him were. Ronan had spent most nights jerking off thinking about Adam; it felt almost impossible that Adam would have done anything like that. Then again, until earlier, it had felt impossible that Adam could love him.

The kiss to his adam's apple made him shiver. Arousal spiked, and he wasn't even sure what to do with it—he'd never been with anyone, being so hung up over Adam along with the fact that he was interested in men only didn't garner him much experience. Distracted by the way his cock twitched, he swallowed, nodding and stepping away from his lover to ring for the maid.

He requested a good wine and warm bread, cheese, and meat. And when the maid turned and left to fetch their dinner, he closed the door and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Adam and opening his arms, wanting to hold him again. It was something he could never get enough of.