The chords in Johnny's neck strained as he fought hard to keep from making any noises and again he covered his eyes with his hand.

He couldn't help it, his hips moved as he began to feel the tight, pulling sensation that seemed to start with the tips of his toes and work up, "God, dammit Ronan..." and he reached down, threading his fingers back through Ronan's dark hair, holding him tight as Johnny started to come.