[he doesn't resist the pulling, and he doesn't resist the kiss either. raven's cane clatters to the ground as he lets go and his hand finds purchase in jay's hair, holding the back of his head. a soft noise escapes him, like a sigh of sheer pleasure, and he kisses back with as much fervor as he can muster. he knows he can't stand up to jay, can't stop him from "subduing" him like this, so he'll gladly take his aggression and revel in it]