Ronan gives him a moment, and then with a bit of manhandling, Ronan flips him onto his back on the couch. They almost fall off it, but together they somehow keep from falling on the floor. Ronan pushes Dustin’s legs up and starts thrusting into him, his lips pressed to Dustin’s neck, breathing heavily as he chases his own release.
Ronan comes with a muffled groan, and Dustin holds him tight, finding Ronan’s lips for a passionate kiss. They kiss slowly and deeply, until the high settles, and then they roll apart. Dustin feels like he’s a mess, so he gets up and goes to the bathroom naked, wetting a washcloth to clean off lube and come. It feels a little different, a little messier, but not in a bad way.
He takes a damp cloth out to Ronan and helps him clean up. They put on their underwear
