Caelan simply smiled at Ronan. He started it and Caelan just twisted his words right back around, but he didn't mean to hurt him, Ronan knew that too. Why ere they talking in the first place when they also could kiss? Caelans mouth soon was occupied with kissing patches of Ronans skin while he continued to steady movement of his hips. "Am I that good looking?", Caelan wanted to know, teased Ronan even more who apparently had dreamt of this for months. Caelan wondered if it was like he imagined, he wondered if he was as good as Ronan thought he was, as nice, caring, attractive, whatever it was that drew him to the blonde. "I'm glad.", Caelan said with a slight grin, he was glad Ronan wanted more than just his body and more than just sex, even though now he actually wanted all that. In the end though he wanted to be around Caelan because he liked him, right? Because he was a good friend, there was not much else he wanted more, he wanted to be able to pick Ronan up and make his live a tiny bit more enjoyable.
"That's why you should be sounding like a girl. Then I have nothing to explain.", Caelan pointed out with a grin and slightly bit Ronans neck teasingly so. He liked listening to Ronan talking when he barely got enough air and couldn't spew a straight sentence. He liked hearing the muffled sounds and those he couldn't hold back. Ronan enjoyed this, didn't he? They both were already sweaty and Caelan clung to Ronan as if he'd drown without him. The arm that was wrapped around him held Ronan in a tight grip and maybe there was even a slight throbbing running through his cheek, but Caelan didn't care. His body was starting to tremble, because Ronan was a lot of work and because he enjoyed this very much. Caelan didn't let Ronan escape, especially not when he pulled back, only to force himself all the way in. He felt Ronans grip on his back, searching for something to hold onto and eventually one hand landed in his hair, grabbing some of it. Caelan liked it when Ronan groaned his name and acted like he was upset about this being actually good. "What? Did you think... I'd be bad at this...?"
"That's why you should be sounding like a girl. Then I have nothing to explain.", Caelan pointed out with a grin and slightly bit Ronans neck teasingly so. He liked listening to Ronan talking when he barely got enough air and couldn't spew a straight sentence. He liked hearing the muffled sounds and those he couldn't hold back. Ronan enjoyed this, didn't he? They both were already sweaty and Caelan clung to Ronan as if he'd drown without him. The arm that was wrapped around him held Ronan in a tight grip and maybe there was even a slight throbbing running through his cheek, but Caelan didn't care. His body was starting to tremble, because Ronan was a lot of work and because he enjoyed this very much. Caelan didn't let Ronan escape, especially not when he pulled back, only to force himself all the way in. He felt Ronans grip on his back, searching for something to hold onto and eventually one hand landed in his hair, grabbing some of it. Caelan liked it when Ronan groaned his name and acted like he was upset about this being actually good. "What? Did you think... I'd be bad at this...?"