Under different circumstances, Ronan would have loved to continue the kiss for hours and do more yet. But while his body no longer felt the sharp pain, it was there. He was drained and sluggish. His kiss was lazy, no matter how he tried to focus. When it came to a longing for intimacy, his instincts blocked him from yearning for more than a few soft but searching touches. (He did love Adam's hands.)

He pulled away after a few moments. "I don't think I'm gong to be up for this for a while."

It figured. He'd waited and now when he could have him, he was unable. Hopefully Adam would understand. "That alright?"