the final piece bethandbenny

New York Nights

Note: takes place in Benny's apartment, when the scene cuts out before the kiss we had all been waiting for. 

his hand clasped gently around my arm, the force domineering and yet soft, sending little sparks through my whole body.

his deep eyes were flickering with something i had only seen glimpses of before. it scared me, and yet that look, that desire. it was almost familiar to me. like something i had been born with, locked away until now.

i knew that when our eyes met, my look was the same.

benny opened his mouth as if to say something, before scrunching his face up and shaking his head slightly. if i didn't know any better i'd say he were flustered.

"do you still," i quirked my brow at him, my stomach fluttering slightly when he shot a nervous little smile at me, his eyes darting quickly to the side, "do you still like my hair?"

he grimaced as i let out a soft laugh, the way he looked almost crushed at my response hurt something inside me.

i stepped, or more gracefully fell toward him. closing the gap until we were breathing the same air, until my mind became foggy.

our eyes locked, and even despite the chaos that my entire body seemed to be held up in, this was stable.

he asked through his eyes whether i was okay, whether this is what i wanted. and for once i did, and i wasn't the only one.

i nodded slowly, closing my eyes and bracing for him.

his lips were soft on mine, sending hot flashes of pure electricity through my body.

my eyebrows raised a little at the foreign feelings. perhaps this was how it was supposed to be.

he pulled away and immediately my lips were missing his own. and he smiled.

not the usual arrogant sneer, nor the flirtatious grin he shone at anyone who gave him the chance. no, a proper smile, a beautiful smile. one that softened his features and seemed to melt my entire soul. his eyes flickered, happy flashes of cheek and comfort.

i wound my arms around his neck, surprised at the comfort that still surrounded us, it was almost as if i were waiting for it to fall. he braced a hand against the doorframe, dwarfing me under his lean arm. taking his other to brace my back, i arched my back into him until not only our lips kissed.

i sighed a little into his mouth as he deepened the kiss, winding myself further around him.

when a lifetime had begun and ended we parted, panting ever so slightly, i rested my head against his chest. savouring the comfort in the rapid beating of his heart.

i couldn't help myself when i started laughing. breathily giggling like a young girl. something so foreign and familiar.

"what?" he mumbled down to me, breathing into my hair.

what had happened to the arrogant cowboy type, who carried around a knife and hounded young players to bow down to him? what had happened to the man who could only love himself? who had turned down any attempt at romance from me? who had made my cheeks flush when he claimed there was to be no sex?

"nothing." i grinned back, laying myself onto his bed, taking off my shoes and playing with my hair. taunting him, a game i knew two could play.

i felt his eyes on me like i had felt so many other male eyes before, but this time, i wanted them. i felt comfortable with him. what had only ever been a chore finally seemed to make sense.

and as he moved over to lie beside me, i knew we were making the right move.

AN: It's just a short snippet, something I couldn't get out of my mind. Sorry for the lowercase, I wrote it on my phone. Likely to just get a few reads, but I really loved writing it and wanted to share. Can be easily persuaded into writing more. I hope you enjoy, please feel free to leave any feedback, I'm an aspiring writer always looking for improvement. :))