For the first time, Area felt truly like his possession. While he had been telling himself this was what she was all day, she had felt more like a captive, as Calen hadn't wanted to really claim her until they were back home. Now there was no reason to hold back any further, and the sensation of claiming what was hers was intoxicating. It felt like he wasn't the only one to enjoy that particular sensation either. Area couldn't form words at the moment, but the sounds that escaped her gag were hardly protests to what he was doing. Perhaps he was being premature, but part of him started to consider that his new captain might eventually come to enjoy her station in life here.<br/><br/>Some of his control started to slip, and his thrusts grew stronger and faster. The bed groaned in protest beneath them, but the sith paid it no mind. His room was largely soundproof, but for the first time, he almost regretted that. It would have been a little exciting to have some of the men outside hear him claim Area like this. Instead, they would have to let their imaginations fill in the details of what the two had been up to.<br/><br/>He held back until he felt like something inside him was about to burst, and only then did he let out a breathy, "You have my permission." The words were strained by pleasure, but clear enough. The words had hardly left his lips before he found himself taking his own advice. A low, deep moan escaped his lips as his own orgasm ripped through him, a surge of delicious electricity coursing through him. The moment left him dazed and breathless, and he couldn't help but squeeze his eyes shut to let it wash over him.<br/><br/>As the moment slowly started to pass, he collapsed onto his back beside her, momentarily exhausted and energized, all at once.