He managed to murmur that, a breath above a whisper, before Adam kissed him. With Adam, he could be a better version of himself. While he could never go back to the happy, carefree youth he'd been before his father's murder... with Adam, he didn't have to be the self-loathing, angry, drunken young man. There was a place in the middle.
When their lips met, Ronan caught Adam by the back of the neck, pulling him in close. There was no such thing as getting tired of kissing Adam. Each time their lips met was new, sent ripples of both love and desire echoing through his body. Opening his mouth in that kiss, he greedily took as much as Adam would allow him, holding hard and fast as though the man might vanish. That this was just another dream, something to escape through his fingers yet again.
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He managed to murmur that, a breath above a whisper, before Adam kissed him. With Adam, he could be a better version of himself. While he could never go back to the happy, carefree youth he'd been before his father's murder... with Adam, he didn't have to be the self-loathing, angry, drunken young man. There was a place in the middle.
When their lips met, Ronan caught Adam by the back of the neck, pulling him in close. There was no such thing as getting tired of kissing Adam. Each time their lips met was new, sent ripples of both love and desire echoing through his body. Opening his mouth in that kiss, he greedily took as much as Adam would allow him, holding hard and fast as though the man might vanish. That this was just another dream, something to escape through his fingers yet again.