There is something uniquely precious about the fact that Ronan doesn't let anyone adore him the way he lets Adam does. The same can be said for the way Adam lets Ronan know him. Adam, once unknowable, is now known the most by Ronan. Two boys who never let others in past the outer veneer have finally let someone in, one another. Adam never would have thought this would be something that is even as much as a year ago.

Exploring Ronan's body like this still has that feeling of newness to it. It makes nerves (good and bad) tingle in his belly. Is he doing this right? Does it feel good? He has to make himself not overthink it in the same way he overthinks everything else.

Ronan's curse is enough to tell him he's doing something right anyway. It's probably not a good thing that each and every time things ramp up like this between them, Adam wants more.

As he kisses, licks, teases his way down Ronan's skin, he's gotten Ronan to lie back on the bed. When his tongue finally glides over the skin just at the line of cotton at his waist, Adam presses his brow to Ronan's abdomen. "Ronan." He heaves the name in a heavy breath of air as his fingers curl into the waist line. He makes himself lift up and move over Ronan to capture his lips again. His fingers push beneath material to touch hidden intimate places that he knows will make Ronan feel good.