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Aɴᴅʏʀ Pʀɪɴᴄᴇ ([personal profile] deconstruct) wrote 2017-01-30 07:20 pm (UTC)

[ it's like fresh air after being held underwater, this kiss, and andyr's fighting the urge to let out something that would probably sound more like a whimper, betraying more of how much he wants this than he'd like. Besides, Ronan has to already know, in the way his hands pull at him, and his lips press in a way that feels almost too desperate.

Ronan's palm against his cheek is something he's deeply missed, that kind of intimate, loving touch they'd sworn off in the last month or so, and his head tilts, leaning into it, with a sigh that feels like relief. Andyr cups the back of his head, fingertips scratching through short, buzzed hair affectionately, remembering how he loves the feeling of his short shorn hair under his hand. He hears it, though, the want for Adam, but the fear of doing something wrong, and the hand at Ronan's back lifts one finger, making a crooking motion to beckon Adam into this.

he needs you, you moron, show him you're still here, he wants to scream at Adam, but that's breaking the unspoken rules of this. you made him terrified, now freaking fix it.

All of this is meaningless if he doesn't still have Adam, if he doesn't feel like he's pleased him, like he's done right, like nothing's actually changed between the two of them. Adam, so freaking help him, get in here and love your boyfriend. ]

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