[ Ronan could stop this, but he doesn't and that's really all Kavinsky needs. It's his answer and encouragement. It's the truth, because if Ronan really didn't want this, he would have been shoved off and deserted by now. Ronan can act like this isn't what he wants, just like he did back home, but Kavinsky always saw past that. He was the only one.

So he's going to give Ronan exactly what he wants and he hopes the guilt rips him apart. He doesn't know about Adam but if he did, he'd rip him apart, too.

Kavinsky lets out a low groan that matches Ronan's, their bodies hot against each other as he keeps moving, feeling out every little flick of the wrist that Ronan responds to. He's always been a fast learner, especially when it came to Ronan. None of that has changed, only now he's getting to see this whole different side of Ronan. One full of lust and want, desperation and more lies.

He can feel Ronan's pulse hammering under his thumb and he keeps his fingers tight, stroking him relentlessly now. ]

Yeah? I don't see you fucking complaining. There are plenty of people here, maybe next time you can go to them.

[He laughs, low and full of wanting, loathing, everything in between, that same amount of hollowness around the edges, but it doesn't matter now]

Come on, baby. Come for me.

[He rolls his hips hard against Ronan's, putting pressure on his hand as he strokes Ronan, then leans in and bites his lip before kissing him fiercely]