Gabriel's knees are always (skinned) wrote in rooms,
Re: House of Strays: Ronan/Ben
[He feels Ben's wordless nod like there's a string, hooked between the base of Ben's skull and the meat of his heart. God - it's at the point where it's almost agony to hold back the strength of his powers, to keep that window between Ben's mind and his own closed and shuttered.
The glances he keeps risking in Ben's direction show a tableau in parts: Ben's nod, then the determined set of his features, and then a smile that is flicked with inexplicable humour - something he doesn't quite understand.] Of course I told you. [He frowns again, that little wrinkle appearing between his eyebrows in a vertical line as he works the meat of his cheek between his molars. To lie to Ben, to try and hide this from him - that is unfathomable. Even without his mutation, even disregarding the fact that he tends to project those strong, all-consuming emotions, he can't imagine it.
So Ronan just shakes his head.] I would never lie to you.
[He jerks a little under the sudden weight of Ben's hand on his bare thigh, and then it's already gone. He wants more than anything to reach out and take up that hand in his own, and bring it to his mouth. But just the thought feels like a violation.
Instead... well, he's only human. He has to close some of that empty distance between them. He has to slide over just a few inches, just enough to tilt his head and lean it against the breadth of Ben's shoulder. Has to close his eyes.] Not even when you're dressed like a slutty pirate.