Closed | Come together right now

[therealgansey]

President Cell Phone (he hates that nickname, but then...Jane so he doesn't much have room to talk) called a meeting. It's about time they properly saw Monmouth in and got this quest off the ground. Really, Gansey just wants to see all of his people in one place. He's still a bit unsettled about everyone's position in the city. Blue has moved into Monmouth, which Gansey likes, but it's also changed the dynamic of things, or at least he thinks that's what's changed the dynamic. Ronan has been by Monmouth and rattled through his room, taking stock Gansey thinks, but he hasn't stayed the night. It's not unusual for Ronan; there are nights back in Henreitta that his bed goes unslept in as well. Adam hasn't ever lived at Monmouth, but Gansey wants to give him one last offer and he wants to make certain that everyone knows they're welcome to stay here.

Not to mention the quest. He's not certain if it's the same quest to find Glendower or whether it's a different quest, to find a way out of here so they can return to the Glendower quest. Either way, it's something for Gansey to research, something for him to take notes on and something for him to occupy his time with. It's an important facet of Gansey. He's secretly (not so secretly) an obsessed individual that can easily fall into depression without something to focus on, something productive to obsess about.

In any case, meeting. Yes. There's pizza and Jane has cleaned up a bit. Gansey had to run her out of the main room because things are scattered just the way he likes. He's shuffling through papers on his desk and making notes, mint leaf between his teeth when everyone starts to arrive. He'll put that aside to mingle.

[Open to Ronan, Adam, Noah, Blue and Gansey. Mingle style. I'll probably do a formal 'let's get this meeting started' gansey thing further down. No particular posting order. Let me know if you want Ronan or Gansey in particular, otherwise...have fun? I just wanted TRC buds things]

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[fictor]

Ronan's music usually is loud and angry. Feral is an excellent way to describe the way that Ronan is looking at him. He's got very little idea right now that Adam feels powerful because of this, but if he did, he wouldn't mind repeating a version of this scenario at some point. He likes making Adam feel powerful and confident.

The way that Adam's lips part before Ronan's lips are pressed against his tells Ronan that Adam wants and needs this as much as he does as does the way he releases that pent up desire into their kisses, returning them with as much intensity as Ronan.

The lack of sincerity in Adam's words make Ronan smirk against Adam's lips. He presses his groin and hips against Adam's, leaning backwards so he can claw his tee shirt off, tossing it behind him. He leans back in, hands grabbing the hem of Adam's shirt and tugging at it, a silent request for him to take the shirt off.

[adamparrish]

Adam's breath escapes him as Ronan's shirt is torn off and his hands meet skin. That tug at his own shirt speaks plainly to what Ronan wants. Adam wants it too. He hesitates because he can still hear the others down the hallway in the main room of Monmouth. Not far away. If he can hear them, then they can here Ronan and Adam. They're so close.

In the end, Adam pulls his shirt off too. He's leaning back against the door. They'll know if anyone should try to come in. And with Noah alive, their friend wouldn't be suddenly popping in for the shock of his life. No, they can do this. They can have this right now. Although the thought of Noah playing witness, since it's no longer possible, is more amusing than fearsome.

Adam's heart beats wildly in his chest with want. The minute his shirt is off, he reaches out for Ronan again, hands at his hips and pulling him in against him as he steals more kisses.

[fictor]

It's only fair; if Ronan is going to be naked from the waist up, Adam ought to be as well. Ronan is more comfortable than Adam running around shirtless in general. A lot of it is showing off: Ronan's entire back, one shoulder and his upper arm are covered in that elaborate tattoo. He likes for people to see it. It's why he wears tank tops all the time. They're so close and Ronan doesn't care. No one would dare barge into Ronan's room anyway, at least he doesn't think they would. They're so close and that makes it even more exciting.

A predatory grin slides across Ronan's lips as Adam pulls his shirt off. His eyes linger on Adam's bare torso, eating up all of that skin before Adam pulls Ronan in for another kiss. His hands take up devouring all that skin, fingertips sliding over ribs, thumbs caressing collarbones and hipbones as Ronan kisses Adam, teeth nipping at his bottom lip, body leaning in and invading all his space. He rocks his hips up into Adam, groaning at the motion.