[There is something in his mind, a selfish thought that he doesn't think to squash. As I recall. Had she kept herself all this time?
No, those are the thoughts of a desperate boy, not -- the Supreme Leader. His muscles stiffen under her touch, but there is no denying the way she can easily lead his mind to those seeds to be watered. He knows better. No matter what they'd seen, the Force had fooled them both.
The only way they could ever find one another again was like this. At night, in a haze that was somewhere on the cusp of a dream and reality, where they would wake the next morning and realize there was nothing there.]
You could have stayed, if that was what you wanted.
[Those he'd used as a substitute in the mean time would have appreciated it. But Rey could not see the marks of that surrounding his chambers -- blankets askew, bedside table dotted with one or two apparatuses in addition to his lightsaber and the calligraphy set. Really, it all looks a bit out of place for Kylo Ren's normally neat and structured environment.
He is reminded of the absence of her hand between his legs before long, and moves his own to replace her's. The pace he chooses is slower -- there was no telling when the bond would shutter closed, after so much time apart, but he cannot bring himself to rush this.
A pity then that he's already heavy in his own hand.]
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No, those are the thoughts of a desperate boy, not -- the Supreme Leader. His muscles stiffen under her touch, but there is no denying the way she can easily lead his mind to those seeds to be watered. He knows better. No matter what they'd seen, the Force had fooled them both.
The only way they could ever find one another again was like this. At night, in a haze that was somewhere on the cusp of a dream and reality, where they would wake the next morning and realize there was nothing there.]
You could have stayed, if that was what you wanted.
[Those he'd used as a substitute in the mean time would have appreciated it. But Rey could not see the marks of that surrounding his chambers -- blankets askew, bedside table dotted with one or two apparatuses in addition to his lightsaber and the calligraphy set. Really, it all looks a bit out of place for Kylo Ren's normally neat and structured environment.
He is reminded of the absence of her hand between his legs before long, and moves his own to replace her's. The pace he chooses is slower -- there was no telling when the bond would shutter closed, after so much time apart, but he cannot bring himself to rush this.
A pity then that he's already heavy in his own hand.]