[Gansey isn't the first to be surprised by Ronan's gentleness. His tender nature in matters of romance had been a near-constant source of frustration, even, when he was intimate with Adam. Ronan would beat his enemies to near-death with his bare hands, but it's almost as if he's afraid to so much as touch his lovers. His thumbs barely graze Gansey's cheeks in a light caress, his tongue gliding along Gansey's lower lip for a mere taste. The air feels alive with the spark of this new love. Ronan handles it carefully.
Making way for Gansey to press closer to him, Ronan curls one long leg around him, his thigh nudging against Gansey's side. He's wearing only the sweatpants he wears to bed every night, and when he's close enough to feel the warmth of Gansey's body radiating against his bare skin, he becomes intensely aware of their nearness to one another. There's something magnetic about it.]
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Making way for Gansey to press closer to him, Ronan curls one long leg around him, his thigh nudging against Gansey's side. He's wearing only the sweatpants he wears to bed every night, and when he's close enough to feel the warmth of Gansey's body radiating against his bare skin, he becomes intensely aware of their nearness to one another. There's something magnetic about it.]