[He swears out loud when she locks her hand around the base of him, nails digging sharp half-moons into her thigh and her shoulder. Kylo Ren finds himself trying to hold his breath, as if that will somehow relieve the pressure, the spots that start to form at the corners of his vision.
He might have come right then and there if he was more awake. But she is doing a splendid job of helping there.
But her question, about what he deserves, catches him offguard. Does he deserve endless sex from Rey? He'd like to think so. She will no doubt be able to witness his brain working overtime on this before he finally chokes out the word:]
No.
[His head hits the pillow, unable to stay upright without making him dizzy.]
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He might have come right then and there if he was more awake. But she is doing a splendid job of helping there.
But her question, about what he deserves, catches him offguard. Does he deserve endless sex from Rey? He'd like to think so. She will no doubt be able to witness his brain working overtime on this before he finally chokes out the word:]
No.
[His head hits the pillow, unable to stay upright without making him dizzy.]
But it's what I want. Please.