Ronan Dunbar

Gale laughed and pecked his lips. "Don't forget, you are younger than I am." He told him and then peeled away and dragged him with him. "And in some ways even more attractive. I do like older and confident men too."

"Most people don't know that." Ronan chuckled. Was he having some awareness of how they looked to the outside world? Yes he was. If he had only embraced Garmr sooner..."You should fuck Ronan silly again. He is having some useless thoughts." The hellhound spoke for him. Ronan laughed and blushed. "You need to shut up. Speak to me, not to him."

Gale leaned to the touch. He was not stupid. He knew he was...spoiling himself too much with being around him. This should be stopped. There should be boundaries. There should be rules, but he couldn't stop himself. "You have a sense of humor too."

"I do." Ronan agreed and kept scratching his scalp. "Though it is still hard to process you find me this attractive when there are more attractive and younger men and woman out there."

Gale chuckled. Now that was the reply he was looking for. It was why he rewarded him with a soft kiss on the lips. "Then let's do just that because that's far more enjoyable than thinking about not having you on my bed."

Ronan was surprised by the kiss, but he enjoyed it nevertheless. "Is that all?" He asked and gently ran his fingers through his hair. "You like me just for my body?"

"I do not." He blinked, hearing himself to what he was agreeing to after the examples that Ronan was giving him. "Do you want to leave? Do you need these boundaries?"

Ronan smiled and messed with Gale's hair. He wondered how much actual experience Gale had with something beyond a one-night stand despite of his age. "I do not. I want you to spoil me with the bath and massage and a good fuck."

Gale took in everything he explained and he disliked it all. "So I should what? Kick you out now?" His displeasure was evident by the way his eyes narrowed. He was good at hiding his emotions, but only when he was wearing his mask. He was not trying to hide anything when being around Ronan.

Ronan smiled, not because of his questions but because of the emotion displayed in his face. "You don't sound like you want to do that. Correct?"

Gale was still a bit lost. "What kind of rules?" He asked, now wondering what Ronan had in mind considering how this had deviated from the course he had in mind.

Ronan smiled. He found it amusing that the other never gave it a thought. "For example. If this is just sex, then we can leave it at that. No more dinners or breakfasts or baths. Nothing that could make us bond in an intimate manner. We could also avoid telling each other who we are also sleeping with to avoid jealousy. We can also limit communication. There are many rules that we could use."

Gale blinked a few times. He felt like he had taken some physic damage with those questions. He focused on the second question instead of the first. "What do you mean by boundaries?"

Ronan didn't think Gale would appear so lost. Was he not aware of his own feelings. "Basically, if you don't want for this go beyond sex, then we should put a few rules."

Gale blinked at that. Seconds later he was blushing. "Taking this further?" He question as if Ronan was talking a super foreign concept he knew nothing about.

"Yes, is this really just fucking to you?" He asked and took another topic. "Should we set some boundaries in case you don't want this to get deeper?"

"I know. You are suppose to protect people like me. Are you trying to become my bodyguard?" He turned around and smiled a him. "I have a pretty good one already."

"Then you don't need one." He shrugged as he moved to grab the class he just cleaned so he could get some water. "Are all of this questions because you want to take this further?"

Gale glanced a him and smiled. "You and your wit." He said and started to dry his hands. "I won't like about our ways, but you are also quite secretive, no?"

Ronan laughed and leaned in to kiss his cheek. However, it was the hellhound who spoke next. "Hellhounds are, but it is as secretive as the supernatural secret."

"Yes, just like us kitsune trick others." Gale said as he started to wash the put the leftovers in separate containers. "Hellhounds are usually aggressive creatures. They don't ask questions, they just do their missions and leave."

"I'm aware." Ronan said as he stood close to him. "If we were in a session I would say you are projecting. Do you think I'm a plan set up by someone to mess up with you?" Ronan asked him with a smile. "Who would know you were into older men?" He asked, "Sorry, younger men since you are older than me."

Gale took their plates and started to walk towards the small kitchen. "I would love to fight you yes. I want to know if this nice persona of yours is just way to trick people." He didn't actually believe that, but he believed that there was so much that he didn't know about him. It was obvious that Ronan kept most things to the chest even when it ddn't look like did.

"A way to trick people?" That was a new one, though he did calm put himself in a positive persona when speaking to clients. It encourages openness and comfort. "Why would I need to trick you?" Ronan asked him as he followed him.

That was a fair point. Water didn't kill their fire because it was magical fire. Magic had to fight against magic. "I wonder how my magic would fair against your fire." He said and finished eating. "I'm rich. That's not going to be an issue."

Ronan chuckled again. Yes he was right. Why would he care about the light bill. "Sorry, I sometimes forget, but more importantly. Is this your way of saying that you want to fight me?"

Gale's eyebrows went up. "Are you seriously asking me for you to become the heater?" He asked, but he gave it some thought actually. "You won't like...die of cold water?"

Ronan laughed. "I won't die, no. Hellhound fire is not killed that easily just like kitsune foxfire is not killed that easily." Apparently his fire was far stronger. "And it is just an option if you want to control your light bill."