Frank didn't mind that it was quiet. It was earnest, it was a little desperate, it sent fire right through him, made his cock twitch. He kept kissing at Ronan's neck, teeth now, working up a bit of a bruise that wouldn't be easily covered because of where it was. He didn't think Ronan minded very much.

"Easy," he sighed, sinking his finger in further. "Relax. You're doing so good. Such a good boy."