Ganymede stepped up and swung his leg over, scooting up close until his thighs were all but wrapped around Ash's hips. He'd ridden pillion before on a bike, though not in quite a while, and he did his best to stay in sync with Ashley, tucked in close. The ring slid onto his finger left him a little speechless, curling that hand against Ash's chest to feel the metal band shift over his skin.

"...Yes," he breathed, laughing and punching Ashley's shoulder gently, because of course he'd do this when Ganymede can't see his face. "Yes," he repeated, laughing as he hugged Ashley tight. "You utterly romantic ass. Asking me when I can't kiss you?" he chuckled. He'd most definitely do exactly that the minute they stopped driving.