[Ronan's heart skips a beat when Andyr kisses Adam again. It's such a strange feeling to have, a something else in the place where he would have expected anxiety or jealousy. Ronan's beginning to think Adam understood something about him that he didn't see for himself. Whether or not it's a defect, he can't say for sure.
His mouth finds Andyr's shoulder, laying a kiss of gratitude there. He's so shamefully happy to feel Andyr's bare skin against his lips again. He shouldn't have missed this as much as he did. He's beginning to think he'd fallen in deeper love with Andyr than he'd realized, only figuring it out now that a months-long ache is finally subsiding.
Ronan's hand is still twisted up in the hem of Adam's shirt, and now his fingers gradually release it, sliding under the fabric, his palm gliding along Adam's hip and around to the small of his back. He wants to keep Adam close to them.]
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His mouth finds Andyr's shoulder, laying a kiss of gratitude there. He's so shamefully happy to feel Andyr's bare skin against his lips again. He shouldn't have missed this as much as he did. He's beginning to think he'd fallen in deeper love with Andyr than he'd realized, only figuring it out now that a months-long ache is finally subsiding.
Ronan's hand is still twisted up in the hem of Adam's shirt, and now his fingers gradually release it, sliding under the fabric, his palm gliding along Adam's hip and around to the small of his back. He wants to keep Adam close to them.]