[It's hot, alright, but it's nowhere near burning. Ronan breathes a soft laugh, shaken more by the feeling of a stranger touching him than he is by the temperature.]

You're fine. Just don't set it on fire.

[He shifts, rocking up against Kyle's palm, encouraging.]

Don't be shy. You've thought about this before, right? Touch me the way you've always wanted to touch someone. For the next fifteen minutes or however long we have before someone walks in, let's just say I'm here to make your dreams come true.