[It's been a long time since Ronan has felt his youth as strongly as he does now. Ever since his father died and his mother went to sleep, he's had to rely on himself. For months, he didn't even have a home to return to. He thought that meant he was an adult, that being orphaned was the same thing as growing up.
He feels helplessly childish right now. He's not sure if it's the way Andyr's speaking to him or if he's truly in over his head. All he knows is that it makes him feel silly and weak. Kavinsky would be laughing his ass off if he saw this.
Even so, he appreciates the way Andyr's handling of him changes instantly. Not everyone would have the willpower. Ronan himself doesn't have the willpower. A very loud part of him is screaming for him to get back to fucking, and berating himself when that obviously isn't happening.
But Andyr's soft kisses and gentle hands are soothing, and once Ronan is situated on top of him, some of his shameful terror begins to subside. He still doesn't want to stop, and from what he can feel, Andyr doesn't want to, either. He just doesn't know how to navigate everything he's feeling. Andyr's right: Ronan's virginity belongs to Adam, and it's a gift he's saving - God willing - for their wedding night. But he hates to leave Andyr unsatisfied. Hell, he hates to leave himself unsatisfied.]
I want more.
[In case Andyr wasn't clear on that. Ronan's thighs squeeze around Andyr's hips in emphasis, and he dips down to kiss Andyr before speaking again:]
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He feels helplessly childish right now. He's not sure if it's the way Andyr's speaking to him or if he's truly in over his head. All he knows is that it makes him feel silly and weak. Kavinsky would be laughing his ass off if he saw this.
Even so, he appreciates the way Andyr's handling of him changes instantly. Not everyone would have the willpower. Ronan himself doesn't have the willpower. A very loud part of him is screaming for him to get back to fucking, and berating himself when that obviously isn't happening.
But Andyr's soft kisses and gentle hands are soothing, and once Ronan is situated on top of him, some of his shameful terror begins to subside. He still doesn't want to stop, and from what he can feel, Andyr doesn't want to, either. He just doesn't know how to navigate everything he's feeling. Andyr's right: Ronan's virginity belongs to Adam, and it's a gift he's saving - God willing - for their wedding night. But he hates to leave Andyr unsatisfied. Hell, he hates to leave himself unsatisfied.]
I want more.
[In case Andyr wasn't clear on that. Ronan's thighs squeeze around Andyr's hips in emphasis, and he dips down to kiss Andyr before speaking again:]
Teach me something. Show me what you like.