nightmarist: (pious ☘)
Ronan Lynch ([personal profile] nightmarist) wrote in [personal profile] dauntless_son 2020-01-24 04:08 am (UTC)

"Yeah. Not bad."

It's not what Ronan would have invented for himself. A little too travel magazine for his taste. But he likes the quiet, and the water, and the endless expanse of stars overhead.

Of course, none of that is why he's here. It exists, like he does, to offer relief from the tension of the waking world. His fingers slide between Declan's, locking their hands together. His other hand slips around and drifts over the hard ridges of Declan's abs. He can still remember with sharp clarity the first time he became aware of the cut of Declan's body, back when the difference in one year of age meant they were worlds apart. Declan had suddenly looked like a man, and the reaction it stirred in Ronan haunted him for years.

They're both men, now. In fact, Ronan ended up the larger of the pair. But his reaction remains unchanged. When he draws closer and presses flush against his brother, he's sure Declan can feel it stirring already.

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