[Ronan pulls himself off of the couch and into the bathroom off of the master bedroom that they shared. He couldn't imagine what his fiancee wanted, but given the tone of his voice and the fact that he was talking about his perfect ass he was assuming that it wasn't a crisis.
Instead he pulls his shirt off, tossing it onto the floor as he makes his way barefoot into the bedroom.]
What, did you miss me--
[Ronan starts off, but only gets halfway through his quip when his gaze finally catches on his boyfriend, who is beautiful as always. He's just also luminescent and blue, with tentacles extending from his body and Ronan's cheeks flushed faintly at the thoughts currently twisting through his head, his heart racing a little. This was new. But not bad, clearly, given the way that his blue eyes slide over Kavinsky's body.]
You feel alright?
[He pushes the shower curtain out of the way enough so that he can reach in and slide his fingers against the other boy's wet skin, trailing down until he can softly slide his fingers around one of his tentacles. It makes his stomach flop in a way that's all heat, all want, that's the thrill of something new to discover, to feel- he does still really like it when Kavinsky introduces him to things, shows him what he wants even when Ronan hardly knows half the time.
In the back of his mind he knows that he should be getting his pants off as quickly as he can manage it, but he's currently a bit overwhelmed and captivated just by the sight of him, the way that it feels under his fingers, so he's a bit too distracted to actually put that into practice just yet.]
!!!!! yeeeeeee
Instead he pulls his shirt off, tossing it onto the floor as he makes his way barefoot into the bedroom.]
What, did you miss me--
[Ronan starts off, but only gets halfway through his quip when his gaze finally catches on his boyfriend, who is beautiful as always. He's just also luminescent and blue, with tentacles extending from his body and Ronan's cheeks flushed faintly at the thoughts currently twisting through his head, his heart racing a little. This was new. But not bad, clearly, given the way that his blue eyes slide over Kavinsky's body.]
You feel alright?
[He pushes the shower curtain out of the way enough so that he can reach in and slide his fingers against the other boy's wet skin, trailing down until he can softly slide his fingers around one of his tentacles. It makes his stomach flop in a way that's all heat, all want, that's the thrill of something new to discover, to feel- he does still really like it when Kavinsky introduces him to things, shows him what he wants even when Ronan hardly knows half the time.
In the back of his mind he knows that he should be getting his pants off as quickly as he can manage it, but he's currently a bit overwhelmed and captivated just by the sight of him, the way that it feels under his fingers, so he's a bit too distracted to actually put that into practice just yet.]
God, you're fucking beautiful.