[ Dangerous. Playing with fire. It only made the kiss all the more enjoyable, and the hand trailing along his thigh made his face heat up. There was something special about kissing the man who gave you your first kiss. Ron had a part of him always, now. ]
[ His own hands lifted, resting on Ronald's chest, sliding slowly up and along it. One hand and it's slender fingers touched the other man’s face. ]
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[ His own hands lifted, resting on Ronald's chest, sliding slowly up and along it. One hand and it's slender fingers touched the other man’s face. ]