The brush along his cock drew a shaky breath. Light as it was, it sent his heart into a series of sputters. Adam was touching him. Adam was touching him.

But he was distracted from all of that when his lover began to undress. The clothes were of no consequence; Ronan simply pushed them away, noticing not a patch or stain. Not when he was watching Adam hungrily, devouring the sight of him. Dreams couldn't even begin to compare.

"You're beautiful." A murmur, eyes burning bright. Emotional, he closed his mouth, lips pressing into a thin line. It almost hurt to speak, his throat felt so raw.