[ When he hears his name, in that shuddering plead, it grabs his attention immediately, and Andyr starts to slow. When the second part comes, he stops completely - doesn't pull away from him, and though it's a difficult thing to derail this when they're both so fucking hard, and he can feel Ronan's cock against his hip, he knows this is going faster than it should. especially for someone who's never done this before, and god, he should've thought of that, shouldn't he? 18 or not, he's still young.
Andyr strokes soothing, from hip to thigh and back down again, before abandoning that venture, and sweeping his touch up ronan's sides, back to caress over his cheeks in both palms, kissing him slow and measured, not so rushed and needing as they were a second ago. ]
We don't have to do anything more than this. [ whispered in between kisses. he doesn't want him doing something he regrets just because of hormones bouncing around all through him. and either way, he shouldn't be giving away parts of himself like that in some tiny tent in the middle of fucking nowhere.
not just for the fact they're both ecstatic to have found someone to care so deeply for, or a means to push away the overwhelming fear and loneliness with. moving to wrap his arms under Ronan's shoulders and behind his waist, Andyr eases them to roll over, swapping out positions, to give Ronan freedom to move how he likes, before returning to gently stroking over his cheeks, and back into his hair. ] Just breathe for a second, okay?
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Andyr strokes soothing, from hip to thigh and back down again, before abandoning that venture, and sweeping his touch up ronan's sides, back to caress over his cheeks in both palms, kissing him slow and measured, not so rushed and needing as they were a second ago. ]
We don't have to do anything more than this. [ whispered in between kisses. he doesn't want him doing something he regrets just because of hormones bouncing around all through him. and either way, he shouldn't be giving away parts of himself like that in some tiny tent in the middle of fucking nowhere.
not just for the fact they're both ecstatic to have found someone to care so deeply for, or a means to push away the overwhelming fear and loneliness with. moving to wrap his arms under Ronan's shoulders and behind his waist, Andyr eases them to roll over, swapping out positions, to give Ronan freedom to move how he likes, before returning to gently stroking over his cheeks, and back into his hair. ] Just breathe for a second, okay?