Fear

Part 7

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TEETH ROTTING AMOUNT OF SWEETNESS.

I literally fell more in love as I wrote this uhflahfuhuhu

-rose xx

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Pt 7.

Her hands were on me, carelessly driving me crazy with desire.

I laid her back on the soft ground, sweet grass mingled with her familiar scent.

I think she's been using my soap.

"Y/N...I" I started, in something that could only be described as a whisper so soft that it hardly existed.

"Yes, Din"

Her doe eyes bore holes into me and the way my name looked on her mouth as she formed it was quite truly one of the most beautiful things that I have ever been lucky enough to witness.

"Im glad you stayed"

And I'm in love with you , I want you in my bed and I want to tangle my fingers in your hair

"Me too." She stated with a soft smile.

Heat rose through my body; I'd swear to you that it warmed my armor to the touch. I was too nervous to say anything more and I just sat there, staring at her. her.

She reached up and traced the lines of my helmet. My breath hitched, and she apologized.

"No... no, it's okay" I replied, taking her withdrawn hand in mine and letting her trace more.

We sat like that for a long while. In silence. Blissful silence, someplace that we didn't have to listen to blaster fire or avoid anyone. It was just us. Completely.

Thats when fear and insecurity set in. If I fell anymore for her, I'd reach the point of no return, fuck, lord knows I already have. I'd get her killed. I was reckless and dangerous. She was purity, even if she only saw herself as a bounty hunter. I could see through the rough exterior and saw the gentleness in her.

I had been watching her the night we met, before I ever came up to her.

I was in that bar for a reason.

When I watched her walk the streets of Tatooine and pick up a small Childs toy, help an elderly shop keep, and nod at other people... I couldn't help but test my morals and wonder if I really wanted to bring this person in. Of course, then, I thought I was stalking a ruthless man of a killer. All the stories and comments I had to go on to find her... they all described her as a man. It was only a mask, and to me, that had more meanings than one.

Her bounty was high and it wasn't until I realized that she was wanted by an imperial sergeant that I had made my mind up. She wasn't deserving of the criminality that surrounded her. If the empire hated her... I had no choice but to at least respect her. Let alone fall in love with her

With the fear of our reality set in, I shifted away from her and stood up, making my way back to the ship.

"Where are you going?" She called out, kind but concerned.

The suns were beginning to set and the way it hit her skin... it was nothing but pure grace personified.

"Im sorry...but I dont think we should do this."

"Do what" she asked in the most genuine tone, now jogging to reach my side. Her side of me.

I realized I may have just fucked up... did I read everything wrong? Could she not feel the same-

"Din", her small hand on my shoulder made me wince as if it hurt physically when it really just hurt to have someone as good as her touch me so kindly. So warmly. "Din, we don't have to do anything you don't want to do. Do you not want to stay here any longer?"

I couldn't help but chuckle at her innocence and genuine concern for what I wanted to do.

"No...thats not what I meant" I trailed off, but she didn't push me. She was too kind.

I couldn't even touch myself to the thought of her anymore, it felt disrespectful. If I were to use her like that... it'd be with my hands on her instead of me.

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I couldn't tell if I was terrified or it made me fall deeper to think that he was feeling the same things I was... but I was too terrified to bring it up any further. I just walked next to him, testing the waters by letting my hand graze his.

He seemed to instinctively flex his hand every time mine met his.

We were aimless wanderers in this unexplored wilderness, both our hearts and surroundings.

I put up the act that I was an expert... I could flirt my way out of anything.... But no ones ever made my heart race like he does.

I've never even been with another person, really. I had a few flings, touches, kisses, but I never let them come back with me.

Everyone felt wrong before him.

I'd never been in love before but I think this was close. It had to be.

"Din" I said, breaking the silence. I couldn't stop saying his name since I heard it

"Im glad you came into the bar earlier.... I know why you did now. Why you really did."

He stopped, "You do?"

"I do."

He didn't push it like how I didn't push him. 

He just grabbed my hand.