[ he looks up at her, and the part of him that's still himself recoils. he couldn't. this is kylo ren. the person he hates more than anyone or anything. she'd already taken so much from him, ripped his secrets right out of his brain, how could she possibly take anymore? how could he want her to take any more?
but he does. the part of him that's all hormones and impulses shoves the reticence down. there's no need for it there. she could take care of him. she could make it better. she could be his alpha, and he'd belong to her, that sense of belonging feeling soft and warm like a blanket fresh out of the wash. no more need for choice. just being hers.
he writhes in his seat, what's left of him trying its best to not let him full-on fling himself at her. no. he couldn't do that. he wouldn't do that. ]
Please ... [ his voice comes out in a whine, pleading. increasingly desperate. ] please. I need you. Please.
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but he does. the part of him that's all hormones and impulses shoves the reticence down. there's no need for it there. she could take care of him. she could make it better. she could be his alpha, and he'd belong to her, that sense of belonging feeling soft and warm like a blanket fresh out of the wash. no more need for choice. just being hers.
he writhes in his seat, what's left of him trying its best to not let him full-on fling himself at her. no. he couldn't do that. he wouldn't do that. ]
Please ... [ his voice comes out in a whine, pleading. increasingly desperate. ] please. I need you. Please.