At the first press of her lips against his, Ben closed his eyes. He had struggled for a long time against his attraction but now they were there, alone in a cabin, lost in the middle of the loch and Rey was kissing him.
He let go and lost himself against the young woman's lips, letting out a few moans with each lick.
The kiss quickly turned into something much warmer. Rey found herself sitting on his lap and giggling against his lips as she undulated her pelvis. His pants were getting too tight in the crotch and reluctantly he pulled away from Rey and stepped back to look at her.
She looked at him questioningly, hurt from this slight rebuff showing in her gaze.
"I've wanted to do this for a long time," he hastened to explain. "But I don't think now is the time."
"Why?"
She felt her insecurities coming back in a rush.
"It's because of Bazine, right?"
"Bazine?? What does Bazine have to do with anything?"
"Don't take me for an idiot Ben! Is that why you're always pushing me away? Pretty-brunette-always smiling-well-dressed-"
She punctuated each word with an angry punch at a pillow.
Ben looked at her in bewilderment.
"Rey, I am sincere when I say that I don't give a damn about Bazine. I don't even look at her. She could put billboards around her head and it would be the same. She doesn't interest me."
"Oh really? You're probably going to tell me that you haven't noticed how hot she is?"
"So what?" Ben exclaimed. "Yes she is beautiful but that's it. She doesn't amuse me, she even annoys me—"
"Like me," Rey cut in pathetically.
"It's not the same," Ben tried to defend himself. "We bicker but we also laugh and discuss. Bazine is centered on her little person, she works well but as soon as you leave the professional discussion you realize that her conversation is pointless and self-centered. Whereas you are funny, intelligent, generous and beautiful. You have nothing to envy her over and it pains me that you devalue yourself so much."
"So what's the problem?" snorted Rey.
"We're both drunk already..."
"Speak for yourself," Rey hissed. "I'm perfectly fine."
"Okay, slightly tipsy," Ben corrected, not wanting to start a new argument.
