MID Message & Mail

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IC Voice Mail "You've reached Adam Parrish and I probably didn't want to talk right now." Mun Contact • PLURK: poetanarchy

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[Not so long ago, Adam had said he didn't want the details. Now he's outright asking for them. Ronan swallows the urge to scream, answering too quietly:]

He knew what he was doing more than I did, so he was usually in charge. Mostly he just liked to hold me. No clothes. Just my body in his hands. Where he's from, he's not allowed to touch people. The people who own him... They hurt him a lot. So I guess it was something for him, just to feel bare skin. Another body.

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[It's not anywhere near as bad as it could have been, not really but it still hurts. He feels a little like he can't breathe but can't let Ronan know.]

His body's nice isn't it?

[Trying to sound normal is difficult. Why isn't Adam better? If he were less insecure about himself he probably wouldn't insist Ronan give into his feelings for Andyr. Ronan has only made love to Adam though and Adam will hoard that forever if he can ]

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I wish I had his abs.

[That's not what Adam means, of course.]

When I first saw him, little things about him reminded me of you. Not everything, just... Something about his mouth. His chin. I could close my eyes and almost feel like I was kissing you. When he asked me about you, I said you were so beautiful it hurt to look at you.

So yeah, I guess his body's nice.

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It hurts to look at me? [It sounded painful and romantic at the same time. Adamcould almost just get stuck on the details that didn't hurt so much.]

Show me how he touched you. [Because he knows there was more than just naked bodies pressed together.]

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Like looking at the sun.

[Why would you want this? Over and over, the question repeats in Ronan's mind, left unvoiced. He obeys, his hands moving to direct Adam's, drawing Adam's palms over his skin. One to his cock and one to his pec. Here, Adam can imagine himself as Andyr.]

I think he cared more about making me come than himself. Or maybe it's just because he knew I was a virgin. It felt like he was trying to be nice about it.

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[ Adam isn't sure if that's really a good thing, to be that kind of beautiful to someone. It's another instance of Ronan building him up so impossibly high he'll only have room to fall and disappoint him.

Adam swallows, as his hands are guided, his fingers spreading out over his chest, fingertips a grazing stroke over his cock. ]

You're also amazingly attractive when you come too, so... [ God, he loved how Ronan looked and sounded when he came. He could be satisfied on that alone really, or not really because he really likes the way Ronan looks at him when Adam is the one coming too. He's trying so hard not to think about Andyr when all of this right now is about Andyr. ]

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[Ronan would prefer for Adam not to think about Andyr. He wishes Adam had never known about Andyr at all. Rather than releasing Adam's hands, he draws them up to his lips, kissing each palm.]

Adam, I love you.

[I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.]

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[ Adam finally looks at him, a smiling tugging at his lips with the soft press of his lips to his palms. It is always something he likes, when Ronan pays attention to his hands but it's also something that terrifies him still. He's had nightmares about choking Ronan and not being able to stop.

Andyr's so much better than him... Ronan deserves everything. ]

I love you too. You're still mine. [ Ronan's his to share or not share. He chooses to share because he thinks it will be best for Ronan but he knows that this choice really is all his own. ]