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[He sucks in a breath when she surprises him by tugging him down to her level. His lips meet hers as readily as hers meet his. When she speaks, his hand moves to her jaw and his mouth drops to the other side of her neck.]

I'm sure you can refresh my memory.

[He turns his back to the bed, walking her with him to it while he sits at the end of it and looks up at her.]

I didn't think you'd want me to make a mess of your desk again.

[His brown eyes are alight with mischief and something more. He hardly ever comes into her room, preferring to let her keep her space her own. He had somehow started making his space theirs, so this was a different experience.

Gently, he coaxes her to sit with him, reaching out to touch her again once she does. He felt fumbling and awkward but was also used to kissing her and having some idea of where she'd want him to touch her.]

[ The smile doesn't leave her face as he leads her to her bed, butterflies coming alive in her stomach as he gently coaxes her down. He's always been so gentle with her, it never ceases to surprise her. Even when he's losing himself in the moment there's care there, not like he's afraid she'll break, but like he respects her. ]

I'm going to have to reorganize everything tomorrow anyway, but this is fine.

[ She replies slyly, leaning in to kiss him again. ]

I'll help. Whatever you want to do.

[Spending time together amid all of this uncertainty would do the two of them some good, honestly. Even something as mundane as going through all her junk parts.

His mouth slides against hers with practiced ease. It hadn't always been like this but at least he didn't feel that hand trembling unease at being touched anymore. Her touch was far more pleasant than anyone else's in any recent memory he's had.

He moves to coax her to lay back against the bed as he hovers over her, just as he'd been in the middle of doing while she sat on her desk. He doesn't have to tell her to say 'stop', he knows. She's capable of doing it on her own. His hands drop to her sides while his mouth parts against hers while he lets the moment just carry him along.]

[ She hums in the back of her throat as she lies back, wiggling around a little to get comfortable underneath him, resting her hands on his hips as her mouth moves with his, her mind filled with him. The unpleasantness of earlier isn't gone, but it's been pushed down into the dark where she doesn't need to deal with it, at least not right now.

Her hands slowly wander, drifting from his hips up his back, tracing the lines of his muscles beneath his shirt. ]

[He lets out an amused huff as she wriggles around trying to get comfortable and he follows her movements, his hands moving up her sides while he continued to kiss her. It was a far more pleasant distraction than anything going on outside of her room.

He was content to take his time exploring, enjoying the comfort of her company above anything else. He'd come here to be with her, to help her through whatever frustrations she felt over everything going on around them. Now it had become something more intimate and less focused on comfort and more on just the act of being in each other's presence and being at ease with one another.]

[ 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. ]

[His gaze meets hers, his brown eyes reflected in her hazel. He wants to ask what made her want to stop but somehow he just knows. This isn't like some frenzied thing going between them, the little shocks between them within the Force more like a pleasant hum or a steady heartbeat.

He brings a hand up, his thumb tracing her brow. His earliest memories of her had been with these brows crinkled in anger, her eyes hardened when they gazed at him or fighting back tears. Now she looked at him with such tenderness that it made his chest ache and his stomach do flip flops.]

What are you thinking?

[It was probably silly to ask, when he could just access thoughts without even trying terribly hard. They were an open book to one another.]

[ She smiles at him, face relaxed as his thumb traces her brow, much different than his memories. The first time she'd seen him she'd been terrified, but now she couldn't look at this face without feeling warmth spread through her chest.

Letting out a soft sigh at his question she circles her thumb along his cheekbone. ]

Just thinking about how glad I am that we're together.

[The hand not reverently exploring the edges of her brow and her cheek drifts down to her thigh, thumb drawing circles against the soft muscles curled up against his hip.]

I'm glad too. I'm glad we aren't fighting or - or not talking. When I first came here it was... unbearable. I didn't feel alone because you were here but I didn't want to push you.

[In the end she head reached out first and they had become like this.]

[ The muscles on her leg twitch a little at his touch, not used to the gentle touches he's bestowing upon her. The sensation is a little weird, but in a pleasant way. ]

It was hard for me, too. I never wanted to close myself off from you, Ben. I just thought... that was what I'd have to do to protect us both.

[ Maybe protect her a little more than him, but she didn't want to be pushing him into doing something he wasn't ready for. She's still a little worried about doing that, because she knows that the choice to finally let things go and heal is his to make. ]

[His hand moves to her knee and back down her thigh again in a light gesture. He adjusts his weight a little, making sure he isn't leaning too far into her. He wasn't sure the way they were laying together could really be called 'cuddling' when her legs were up against his hips and it was all too easy to dip his weight into her.]

I'm not mad about it. You did what you had to do.

[If anything he respected that choice, even while he agonized over it. He braces himself up on his elbow, leaning in to kiss her.]

We both did.

[He wasn't talking just about how they'd reacted to one another here, but home too. It still hurt that she had left him but she was here. They could put it behind them.]

[ Rey bites her lip as he moves his hand, the sensation almost enough to distract her from the somewhat serious conversation they're having. Her eyelashes flutter as he kisses her, her hand not leaving his cheek. She kisses him again, softly, before answering. ]

I know. I wish things had gone differently. But I think we were always meant to be in each other's orbit.

[He can't help but think of what Snoke had said, when she puts it that way. Darkness rises and light to meet it. Balance. They had always been meant to meet. She always balanced him in both small and large ways. His brows knit together, telegraphing that he was trying not to think about Snoke. He had no place in this. He was free. He couldn't touch his thoughts anymore. He couldn't hurt her anymore.

He kisses her more roughly than intended but retreats again, a softer kiss following it. His hand dips to wrap around the back of her knee, holding her against him as he lowers himself against her while being careful not to crush her. He didn't want her to see his thoughts or his worries right now.]

[ She had thought of what Snoke had said, too. But also what Luke had said too her, powerful light, powerful darkness. One can't resist without the other, and without one or the other there isn't balance. Maybe that was why the Jedi of the past had failed, because they hadn't accepted that truth.

Even if she's wrong about that she can't deny the balance between them. With him near everything seems to be sharper, clearer somehow. But she can't be sure how much of that is the Force, and how much of it is being in love for the first time. She doesn't exactly have anything to compare it to.

Her arms wrap around him again as he lowers himself onto her and she lets out a soft sigh against his lips, holding him close, content with this, them together. ]

[He could feel it too, that sharpness and clarity. Just coming here to check on her had helped ground him and keep him from losing his temper amid this tempest of uncertainty. How much of that was 'balance' or just who she was to him he didn't know. Perhaps a bit of both.

His hands move down her sides again, arms wrapping around her too, the two of them melding together perfectly as ever. Her sigh sent a shiver right down his spine, drawing forth a needy sound of his own from the back of his throat.

The feeling of her warm lips pressing against his made his toes curl and his stomach fill with butterflies. This was truly bliss. Being here in her arms was as free as he'd felt in a long time. He was glad he hadn't completely ruined it with his earlier outbursts of anger directed at the Resistance Pilot.]

[ Her back arches to accommodate his arms under her, body pressing into his. She is comfortable laying like this, kissing him with an almost lazy slowness just enjoying the feel of his mouth against hers.

Idly her hands slide down his back, wandering. She's never really touched him anywhere south of his waist, so there's some hesitation before one of her hands slides down along the curve of his rear. Mostly to see what kind of a reaction she gets from him. ]

[He squirms beneath her touch a bit, hips rising to press into hers. A chuckle follows and he kisses the end of her nose before returning to her mouth again as he relaxes. He'd never touched her below the waist other than to pick her up in his arms or to adjust her legs. He'd certainly never touched her rear, though it was definitely a tempting thing right about now. He reciprocates the action, his hand sliding down her outer thigh to the curve of her rear, squeezing lightly when his hand molds to the shape of her. Two could play at that game.

Teasingly, his teeth scrape against her bottom lip and he sucks lightly on the plump flesh. Each kiss they shared between them was slow and carefree, none of the frenzied push and pull between them until they both trembled beneath each other's touch like taught violin strings. He felt at peace and very much in love.]

[ Rey wrinkles her nose as he kisses it, smiling through their kissing. Her hand stays where it is, comfortably. His hand on her ass actually elicits a giggle of her own, her head tilting back as he sucks on her bottom lip. ]

So we're doing this, now?

[He lets go of her lip, contemplating what to say. He hesitates for a moment, worrying that he's going too far when she asks him that, but she was smiling and kissing him and definitely still touching him. He gives her another squeeze and a half smile.]

Only if you want to.

[ She lets out another laugh, looking up at him with eyes half lidded. Her hand not on his ass moves up to his face, brushing his hair back. ]

No, oddly enough, I like it.

[He can't help but sigh, just quiet enough she might not notice it, when her hand runs through his hair.]

Me too.

[He bites his lip a little, eyes searching hers. His hand on her rear moves to her hip, squeezing lightly.]

Do you want me to- what do we want to do here?

[He suddenly felt awkward again, wanting to know what she wanted him to do but also wanting to just run with it. He'd definitely done plenty enough the last time they were like this but that had been night time fumbling each time they'd gotten like this. This somehow felt very different. They weren't quite as keyed up this time.]

[ She bites her lip too, mirroring him as she looks back at him, her hand hovering on his cheek. ]

What do you want to do?

[ He's always asking her about what she wants, but she's interested in what he wants, too. They're both fairly clueless, but she wants to learn more about what he likes. ]

Well - [He bites the inside of his cheek, suddenly feeling very nervous. He didn't know what he was doing. She didn't know what she was doing.]

We were doing fine just then, I think.

[Kissing was safe. It didn't get him into too much trouble. He might have the floor open to him but he was very much aware that he wanted to be respectful of her, not push for more than he got even if he absolutely wanted her.]

Am I allowed to touch you?

[A bit of a redundant question considering his hand had been on her rear moments ago. He hopes she might catch his meaning. If he was off base on where this was going, he didn't want to make an idiot of himself by doing what he wanted anyway.]

[ She can't help the slight flush of her cheeks as he asks if he can touch her, because she knows what he means. They've done this before, the touching in the dark. But the lamps in her room are all lit because she'd been in the middle of working before everything had happened.

Her hand on his rear slides up to his face too, and she pulls him to her for a gentle kiss, before nodding her head. ]

You can touch me.

[He braces himself up on his elbows and indulges in another sweet kiss, eyes fluttering shut when their lips meet. His forehead touches hers for a moment before he adjusts his weight, his hand dropping to her waist again and just two fingertips slip beneath her shirt, seeking out the soft skin just beneath that he knew was warm and inviting him.]

The same goes for you too, you know.

[He stops what he's doing to reach for her hand, pressing it to his chest so that she can feel how steady his heart was beating. He still didn't feel the usual adrenaline that would get his heart racing. Something about this was steadier, less careless and more worshipful. He wanted to take his time.]

Anywhere you want.

[He dips his head again to graze his lips to her temple while his hand drops to the hem of her shirt again though not going farther than her stomach.]

Edited 2018-05-14 04:36 (UTC)

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