[ Rey's fingers curl into Ben's shirt as she hums her approval of his touches. She shifts a leg up to rest against his hip, curling up against him. She loves his weight pressed against hers, could stay with him like this forever. Sometimes it scares her, how she feels for him. But right now she just feels warm and content, balanced.
Pulling away enough so she can look at his face she slides a hand up to his face, stroking gently. She gives him a soft smile, her fingers tracing the edge of his scar. She doesn't say anything for the moment, just quietly studies his face, hazel eyes soft. ]
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Pulling away enough so she can look at his face she slides a hand up to his face, stroking gently. She gives him a soft smile, her fingers tracing the edge of his scar. She doesn't say anything for the moment, just quietly studies his face, hazel eyes soft. ]