The Dyad: Star Wars Ep. IX Continuation

Chapter 3

"Why do you look like that?" Rey asked Ben after nearly ten minutes of silence.

They were sitting on the floor of the Falcon beside the Dejarik table eating their meal. They hadn't said a word to each other after Lando walked off. Ben didn't seem angry or upset from the conversation... just quiet. His expression was pensive and tense. Like he had something on his mind but didn't know how to say it. Rey felt the tension in the room getting worse every second, she finally couldn't take it.

"What do you mean?" Ben asked. He knew what she meant, but he didn't know what else to say.

"You have something on your mind." Rey stated with a frown.

Ben looked at her frown and a smirk instantly crawled onto his face. A frown was an odd thing to see on such a joyful face.

"It's just... a foreign thing for me." He said with a sigh.

"What is?"

"This." Ben motioned to the space between them, "Eating with someone."

"What?" Rey laughed, "Did they not feed you in the First Order?"

"No." Ben looked at her and grinned, "Well, they did. Except it was always alone. Droids would bring me food in my quarters. No one ever wanted to eat with me, imagine that."

"I wonder why that is? You're obviously such good company." Rey said, reflecting on the fact that he hadn't said a single word the whole meal. Ben laughed and put his hands behind his head.

"Do people usually eat while they talk?" He asked playfully.

"Yes!" She rolled her eyes.

"I thought that was bad manners." His chest rose and fell as he stifled a laugh. Rey wanted to get up and smack him. He was just trying to be difficult. "I'm just tired as all." He admitted.

Rey sighed, "Me too." She paused before continuing, trying to decide if she should continue her thought, "Apparently dying takes a lot out of someone." She chewed the inside of her cheek... was that too soon?

"Oh really?" Ben looked away from the ceiling and back to her. He rose a eyebrow, "Imagine how I feel, I died twice."

"Twice?!" She blurted before thinking.

"You killed me two days ago. Remember that?" He crossed his arms over his chest and grinned.

"I did not!" Rey leaned forwards. Her hands started to sweat instinctively. She knew he was being playful by bringing it up but part of her still felt uncomfortable about the event. "You didn't lose consciousness. You were alive the whole time."

"Fine. You stabbed me though. With my own saber." He cocked his head to the side. Why was her stabbing him somehow... humorous?

Rey nodded with her eyes wide. "I did didn't I?" She was amazed at how light this conversation was despite circumstances.

"You did." He smiled wickedly at her.

"Well if you don't watch yourself, Ben Solo, I'll do it again!" She shifted forwards and crawled past the empty plates of food until she was on her knees right in front of him, assuming a position like she was going to stab him again.

He had his legs sticking straight out in front of him and his back against the wall. Her closeness to him made the humor in the room fade and be replaced with something else. Something they felt on that planet hours ago.

Lust...

The air in the room got heavy with both of their breathing quickening. Somehow they were building up excitement between them without having to say anything. The connection between them tugged them together like a string. Rey's lips quivered as she looked at his. His lips parted slightly while looking at her. Her body moved without permission as she crawled further and put her knees on either side of his thighs. Instincts told her to put her hand on his chest. She felt his heart race beneath his black shirt.