Re: Ben & Ronan
"You can get nasty with me anytime, baby," he said, waggling his eyebrows even as he moved to the edge of the stool, pressing against Ronan. He was almost regretting coming, but the prospect of dancing was too alluring. Especially if he would get his own private show later.
"Only you," he corrected, kissing him quickly, before slipping off the stool. "Don't move, I want to be able to see you while I dance." He shimmied away and soon was lost to the songs playing. "Come join me anytime."
He ignored anyone who tried to touch him, moving out of range immediately, while always keeping Ronan in his sights. When one guy got particularly grabby he just pointed at Ronan and said, "I belong to him" and danced away.
It was almost freeing, dancing without a care except for the pure enjoyment, and every time he opened his eyes and looked over, Ronan was there, waiting. It made him feel protected and loved.