[The battle is decidedly won. And so swiftly, too. Ronan's heart pounds with the thrill of it, the knowledge that Kylo could easily break him if he wanted to. It would hurt if Ronan tried to escape now. If he even moves an inch against Kylo's hold. He sucks in a breath between his teeth and exhales with a hiss, chin forward, lip curled.]
You think you can just take what you want from me.
[It isn't a question, really. He does. He can. As demonstrated. And taking is what he'll have to do, because even defeated, Ronan isn't compliant. He doesn't gratify the desire pressed so hard against his thigh, even though it would be simple. Just the slightest movement of his hips would bring Kylo pleasure, and he refuses.]
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You think you can just take what you want from me.
[It isn't a question, really. He does. He can. As demonstrated. And taking is what he'll have to do, because even defeated, Ronan isn't compliant. He doesn't gratify the desire pressed so hard against his thigh, even though it would be simple. Just the slightest movement of his hips would bring Kylo pleasure, and he refuses.]