[ Ronan has never had any difficulty holding Kylo's attention- but as Ronan begins to strip down, Kylo's steady gaze becomes something thick and heavy. Tangible in the way it runs over Ronan's skin and soaks in, deep.
His breath hitches as Ronan begins to dress, taking the component pieces of Kylo Ren and putting himself into them one at a time. For reasons Kylo can't identify, in this moment it's an impossibly erotic act, beyond the simple pleasure of watching Ronan's body moving to follow his command. By the time Ronan stills and waits for instruction, Kylo's heart is thudding violently in his chest. ]
I think...
[ He pauses, hearing the arousal in his voice. ]
It's fortunate. That I didn't see you like this, then.
[ In public. Ronan had worn this in public. The thought slams into him. Force. ]
no subject
His breath hitches as Ronan begins to dress, taking the component pieces of Kylo Ren and putting himself into them one at a time. For reasons Kylo can't identify, in this moment it's an impossibly erotic act, beyond the simple pleasure of watching Ronan's body moving to follow his command. By the time Ronan stills and waits for instruction, Kylo's heart is thudding violently in his chest. ]
I think...
[ He pauses, hearing the arousal in his voice. ]
It's fortunate. That I didn't see you like this, then.
[ In public. Ronan had worn this in public. The thought slams into him. Force. ]