[ each word feels weirdly sharp, like a knife dragging between his ribs. he doesn't like any of those three words, pinned here like this and feeling heat like a fever rising through him. it's heightened only by the tempting brush of ren's lips against his, feather-light and teasing mercilessly one moment before bearing down with teeth the next. it catches him on his line of tension, enough that when he kisses back, it's bruising and hungry. every touch of teeth earns a sound that's held back, not quite wanting to give in completely. a growl, soft now. ]
You can try.
[ it's not in his nature to just give it all up immediately after all. he somehow finds control of his hips at this point, legs next, and while he's pinned down it doesn't stop him from being a slight nuisance. juno presses his hips upwards for a little leverage, like maybe if he tries carefully enough he can shove ren under him just to prove he can. though maybe it's a touch more stimulating that functional, the friction almost immediately hitting him. ]
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You can try.
[ it's not in his nature to just give it all up immediately after all. he somehow finds control of his hips at this point, legs next, and while he's pinned down it doesn't stop him from being a slight nuisance. juno presses his hips upwards for a little leverage, like maybe if he tries carefully enough he can shove ren under him just to prove he can. though maybe it's a touch more stimulating that functional, the friction almost immediately hitting him. ]