It's a fumbling, clumsy sort of movement, but that was fine. Frank kept his finger just barely in Ronan and leaned up. He took the lube, and then leaned in to kiss Ronan's collarbone, his throat, up his chin. He didn't quite dare kiss his mouth. Not because he didn't want to, he did, but because he'd just been working his ass and some people were sensitive about that.

He took his finger out and slicked a couple of them.

"C'mon," he murmured. He climbed up onto the bed and tugged Ronan along with him gently, arranging him how he wanted, close to him and easy to get at. His fingers came right back, teasing his hold, spreading the lube before he started to sink one in.