Ronan grins, sharp as a knife and just as dangerous, as he looks up at Adam. He lets go of his cock, gently, before bringing his fingers to his mouth, licking them clean off of Adam, making a show of it. He's aching with how hard he is, but he's also willing to live with it for the chance to drive Adam completely off his rails - that's all he ever wants, these days.
When he's done, he licks his lips and stands up, his knees protesting a little as he bends over to kiss Adam, slow and deep and filthy. He knows his jeans are tented with his erection and he reaches down with a hand to palm at it, making himself groan against Adam's lips.
Adam curses again when he watches Ronan licking his fingers off. He feels a twitch of desire in his cock again but it's too soon for it to be much more than that but he's more than aware that Ronan is still hard. He feels a little shaky as his eyes drop lower, looking toward the tent at the other's crotch.
Before he thinks of anything to say, though, he's locked in a kiss with Ronan. He can taste himself on his tongue, on his lips and he moans. His hand sliding against the other's shaved head. He sucks at Ronan's tongue then nips at his lips before breaking the kiss.
"I know I was going to get on my knees to suck you but do you wanna fuck me instead?"
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