Ronan's breath hitches as Kylo pushes deeper, though it's exactly what he wants - this enduring evidence of Kylo's desire. That Kylo still wants to claim him. That he always will. A shock of relief runs through him even as his shoulders tense.

"I'll never belong to anyone else," he confirms in a sigh, with a minute tilt of his head to brush his cheek against Kylo's. As he's sworn before, he's not afraid of his beloved master. The promise of eternal captivity may sound like a threat when it leaves Kylo's lips, but all Ronan hears is an oath. He wants Kylo to keep him. He, too, would rather be destroyed by Kylo than discarded by him.

Bracing himself against the mattress, Ronan forces himself to relax despite the sharp sting of Kylo's thrusting. It's his honor to be the instrument of Kylo's pleasure, as long as that's truly what he's being used for.