[Ronan hums in assent, a sound that vibrates up his throat and over Kylo's skin. It's true. Ronan belongs to him completely. He has a single purpose now: to serve as a vessel, to be the object that brings Kylo ecstasy. Every other thought slides from his mind.
Though Kylo drives the movement, Ronan's tongue responds as best as he can manage, with enticing strokes and soft pressure. His mouth is pillowy and warm, growing tighter the deeper Kylo plunges.]
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Though Kylo drives the movement, Ronan's tongue responds as best as he can manage, with enticing strokes and soft pressure. His mouth is pillowy and warm, growing tighter the deeper Kylo plunges.]