Kylo hasn't even considered the question of blame when it comes to the remaining gaps and roads less traveled when it comes to his sexual experience. As far as he's concerned, it's simply a natural consequence of the dilemma that remains unresolved since the first time he encountered it, falling into Ronan's bed with the weight of too many desires to satisfy all at once. There are so, so many ways he wants Ronan.

But this is how he wants him now— senses full of Kylo's desire to bring him pleasure, warm and loosened with it.

The encouragement of Ronan's fingers curling in his hair coaxes a low rumble from his throat as he draws him back into his mouth. It's a vulnerable position, he realises. For Ronan, surrendering the most sensitive parts of himself to soft lips that hide the potential bite of teeth, if Kylo were that kind of monster.
And maybe he is, but not now. Not this morning. This morning is all about adoring Ronan inch by generous inch, finding new ways to demonstrate his devotion. He sinks down, slow, steadying Ronan's length with softly stroking fingers, loving the way the thickness of him completely fills his mouth.