[Everything immediately following his orgasm feels like a dream. He's swept up in the movement of Andyr's body as if being tossed by the ocean, his limbs losing strength and relaxing into the riot of it. Andyr hits his peak and a fresh wave of heat spills over onto Ronan. He would have expected it to be humiliating, his skin coated in someone else's seed, and instead he feels loved. Only loved. Especially with Andyr gasping in ecstasy against his cheek. Ronan presses hot kisses to Andyr's shoulder until he's finally spent, then turns a giddy smile skyward. He's absolutely drunk on their combined pleasure.
Ronan's thighs finally release Andyr's hips, legs tangling as the both of them go limp. He nuzzles into Andyr's kisses and returns them with dragging sloppiness while he catches his breath. Regret is far from his mind in this moment. This was something he wasn't supposed to do, that much is certain, but it was born out of honesty. When he prays later, it will be for Adam's forgiveness. For giving away something that belonged to Adam, and for doing it because he'd lost hope for their reunion. But Ronan's feelings for Andyr are true, so while he might experience guilt over the expression of them, he can't possibly regret it.
This was good. For him. For both of them.
When Andyr speaks again, Ronan laughs and hugs him around the neck.]
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Ronan's thighs finally release Andyr's hips, legs tangling as the both of them go limp. He nuzzles into Andyr's kisses and returns them with dragging sloppiness while he catches his breath. Regret is far from his mind in this moment. This was something he wasn't supposed to do, that much is certain, but it was born out of honesty. When he prays later, it will be for Adam's forgiveness. For giving away something that belonged to Adam, and for doing it because he'd lost hope for their reunion. But Ronan's feelings for Andyr are true, so while he might experience guilt over the expression of them, he can't possibly regret it.
This was good. For him. For both of them.
When Andyr speaks again, Ronan laughs and hugs him around the neck.]
No, sorry. We're glued together forever.