"Mmm, I am grateful for that," he teased, sighing as Ronan's arms went around him. He felt Bob settle down across their feet, and grinned, thinking they were their own little family of sorts.
"Well, all right. But it's a good backup plan." He slid his hands under Ronan's shirt, warming his fingers on the hot skin. "As long as you and my Dad didn't kill one another."
He bit his lip and wriggled so that he was braced over Ronan, able to look down at him. "I want that," he said, serious. "All of it. Starting with you officially moving in, and eventually ending up in our place." He leaned down and kissed Ronan deeply, before settling at his side again, head pillowed on his shoulder.