[ andyr can't help the glance over ronan's shoulder to check on adam as well, seeing him slip away, but he understands it's likely a little much for him. adam's not so full throttle of a person as ronan is, or andyr, and likely needs to ease into something like this. it reminds him of alva, a bit. but he doesn't seem to be any kind of upset, just wanting some measure of space, so he lets it go, focusing on ronan's lips across his shoulders instead.
unable to just stay still, andyr's hands slip up ronan's back, feeling tight muscle under inked skin, and he dips forward, to kiss along ronan's neck - the elegant arch of it as he bows to andyr's shoulder. teeth tug lightly at ronan's ear lobe, nothing terribly lewd, just affectionate. ]
What, you mean you don't love tent living? [ andyr teases, nose bumping at ronan's cheek. ]
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unable to just stay still, andyr's hands slip up ronan's back, feeling tight muscle under inked skin, and he dips forward, to kiss along ronan's neck - the elegant arch of it as he bows to andyr's shoulder. teeth tug lightly at ronan's ear lobe, nothing terribly lewd, just affectionate. ]
What, you mean you don't love tent living? [ andyr teases, nose bumping at ronan's cheek. ]