Just For Now✔️ (Kylo Ren)

09 - Touch

What could I have done to stop it. . . ?

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"Let me help you, please. . ." I whisper and his eyes are trained on my own before he looks down at my lips and then back to my eyes.

My cheeks become a dark shade of red as he looks at me with a sort of. . . hunger.

He doesn't say anything as he leans down and my breath catches in my throat. His head reaches my collarbone and he rests his forehead against it.

Not knowing what to do I put my hands on his shoulders lightly. His breath fanning across the exposed parts of my flesh.

"There's nothing you can do." He says and he's probably right. I'm not the right person to help him.

"Just let me stay here for a moment."

He doesn't say anything else and neither do I as we sit here.

Cautiously I lift a hand and run it through his dark hair, not surprised to find it soft. He doesn't stop me, so I continue.

He takes a deep breath and my cheeks become even darker than they already were.

What is happening?

Why is he like this?

Why am I doing. . . this?

I don't know.

His hands that were on the bed on either side of me are now reaching out and around my waist making me let out a small gasp of surprise as he clutches the fabric of my shirt.

Before I know it, he's running the tip of his nose along my collarbone. I shiver and try to calm myself down as he takes in my scent.

"Kylo. . ." I trail off and he stops before continuing.

"Call me Ben." He says quietly but a bit demanding and then he stops as if trying to contain self control.

"Ben. . . ?" I whisper and he seems happy to hear his real name come from my lips.

You bring a thousand cracks. . . And I accept them. . .

His grip tightens on my waist before he looks up at me. I look down at him before I'm too embarrassed to.

He raises himself up until his face is level with mine. We stare at each other for a while before he leans down and captures my lip with his.

A short chaste kiss.