[ A burst of snickering is let out against Ronan's jaw, completely unconcerned about the mess between them, feeling nothing but utterly satisfied and warmed with what love they've born between them - friendship and something a bit more. he isn't sure what the definition ought to be, nor does andyr particularly care. ronan is ronan, and that's enough covers all of it for him. ]
I think I'm okay with that. You think you can dream up some conjoined twin pants for us?
[ Grinning like a dork, he leaves another couple kisses against Ronan's shoulders, and strokes down his sides, over his hips and thighs, and back up, before tucking his arms to wrap behind ronan's shoulder blades, hugging at him tight. in a little while he'll grab something to clean them up, but for the moment, he just wants to bask in the afterglow of it. hold ronan tight to him and breathe all of this in.
except, his ass (and ports) are going to start getting cold soon, so an arm reaches out to yank at one of the stray blankets, and andyr tugs it up to drape over the both of them, before tucking his arm back around ronan and snuggling in. andyr nuzzles against his neck, just under his jaw, affection flooding through him that he feels so compelled to shower ronan with. ]
Thank you. [ he murmurs, quiet, against his cheek. not sure what all he means, but it's definitely more than just the intimacy. ]
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I think I'm okay with that. You think you can dream up some conjoined twin pants for us?
[ Grinning like a dork, he leaves another couple kisses against Ronan's shoulders, and strokes down his sides, over his hips and thighs, and back up, before tucking his arms to wrap behind ronan's shoulder blades, hugging at him tight. in a little while he'll grab something to clean them up, but for the moment, he just wants to bask in the afterglow of it. hold ronan tight to him and breathe all of this in.
except, his ass (and ports) are going to start getting cold soon, so an arm reaches out to yank at one of the stray blankets, and andyr tugs it up to drape over the both of them, before tucking his arm back around ronan and snuggling in. andyr nuzzles against his neck, just under his jaw, affection flooding through him that he feels so compelled to shower ronan with. ]
Thank you. [ he murmurs, quiet, against his cheek. not sure what all he means, but it's definitely more than just the intimacy. ]