Ronan absolutely isn't a patient person. There's impatience written in every line of his angular body. He could be a total pain about letting Frank undress him, resist just to resist, but he doesn't. He moves with Frank to get his clothes off until finally, finally, Frank touches his cock. He half-groans, half-gasps at the touch, trying not to push his hips into it.

The drink peels away his inhibitions, at least mostly, leaving him much more eager than he would normally be.

He reaches for Frank, pulling at his shirt, hands slipping underneath it where he can reach. He's not sure Frank will let him pull it all the way off, but it never hurts to try.