Under My Skin // KYLO REN FANFIC 18+

Vanilla

Ben's bed doesn't smell how you'd expect. The sheets are fragranced with the soft scent of vanilla, contrasting with the woody tones from his black sweater. All of his belongings have almost a sweet, delicate side to them; his shower like a sanctuary with floral decorative pieces scattered in small corners. With each moment that passes I start to wonder if I should have brought my lightsaber along with me today, instead of keeping it hidden under a plank of wood in my quarters. The doors quarters open suddenly and a stumbling Ben pushes himself inside before slamming the button to close the door behind him.
    "Ben!" I gasp. His energy feels jagged and harsh. He manages to walk, limping slightly on his right foot, over to the bed. I rush to his side, kneeling on the bed next to him. He looks up at me, with a heavy feeling of vulnerability. "What happened?" His hands clutch at his ribs in pain. His lip quivers slightly as his eyes dart across my face.
    "I thought about you every day," he draws a breath, taking away mine. "There was always a little part of me that hoped you escaped - hoped you survived," he blinks softly, wheezing as his chest rises and falls making me realise I myself have forgotten how to breathe. The scent of vanilla mixed with the closeness of the man before me is intoxicating, it hurts. There's a small cut on his lower lip and without thinking, my fragile hand cups around his cheek, my thumb rubbing the blood from his lip, feeling the plumpness of it underneath. His skin is warm, like fire. His blood flushing crimson in his cheeks. Imagine if the galaxy could see the supreme leader in such a state, melting in my hand. I'd be lying if I said that there hasn't been a day that I haven't thought about him, either. "Can I kiss you?" he asks softly.
    "Yes,"
   
    Ben's lips are soft and gentle against mine. The saltiness of his blood mixed in fills me with a whole new burst of exhilaration. His fingertips trail slowly up to my jaw, reaching the nape of my neck, pulling me in closer and kissing me deeper. Moaning softly he wraps his other arm around my waist and finally I feel at home.