[ His cheek is not warm at first. The climate controls on the First Order ships have always been too chilly for her liking, but with those huge engines, it was the only way to keep them spaceworthy for a realistic length of time. Her cheek might as well be sunlight by contrast.
Still she lets out a satisfied exhale, slow and low like she's trying to keep her composure as he relents to her. It will take more than an inch. The Supremacy taught her that lesson. But it's enough to prompt her to pump her fist at a steady pace, dragging over his skin. In the back of her head, that stimulation prickles at the edge of her awareness, referred through the bond. ]
Didn't you want to?
[ 'Let the past die,' he'd said. And she had. She'd separated herself and done what she needed to do in order to wait. Patiently. For Kylo Ren to die, so Ben Solo could return. Now, she thinks, maybe she has a chance to worm her way in through the cracks to where he lives beneath the burned out shell of the armor he tried to protect himself with. ]
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Still she lets out a satisfied exhale, slow and low like she's trying to keep her composure as he relents to her. It will take more than an inch. The Supremacy taught her that lesson. But it's enough to prompt her to pump her fist at a steady pace, dragging over his skin. In the back of her head, that stimulation prickles at the edge of her awareness, referred through the bond. ]
Didn't you want to?
[ 'Let the past die,' he'd said. And she had. She'd separated herself and done what she needed to do in order to wait. Patiently. For Kylo Ren to die, so Ben Solo could return. Now, she thinks, maybe she has a chance to worm her way in through the cracks to where he lives beneath the burned out shell of the armor he tried to protect himself with. ]