[Ben Solo absolutely needs Jesus right now. She plants herself directly in his lap and he gapes for just a moment before he catches himself. He was not sitting in a position that was prepared for another body, and so he grunts in a mixture of pain and surprise when she seats herself flush against him. His hands shoot down to her hips to lift her without thinking, just enough so he can readjust himself so neither of them are sitting on his balls.
Warn a guy, Kira. He can't hold her over his lap, of course, so he eventually just...sets her down. There's no real way to do this without making it way more intimate than he initially intended.]
Ok. Yeah. Hello.
[It's kind of...adorable. That's a weird adjective to assign a murderous assassin, but her curiosity and naked forwardness is intoxicating in its own way. He's softer in his approach, as if afraid he might take it one step too far and cause her to change her mind.
But now, with the lack of space between them, there's nothing to hide his nerves -- the warmth brewing under his skin and somewhere deep in his stomach, the feeling that makes the hair on his arms stand on end. He pulls one hand from her hip to return to her cheek -- his fingertips have started to tingle, and his skin might be a little clammy.
She's probably never even kissed anyone before. Oh boy. Pressure's on.]
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Warn a guy, Kira. He can't hold her over his lap, of course, so he eventually just...sets her down. There's no real way to do this without making it way more intimate than he initially intended.]
Ok. Yeah. Hello.
[It's kind of...adorable. That's a weird adjective to assign a murderous assassin, but her curiosity and naked forwardness is intoxicating in its own way. He's softer in his approach, as if afraid he might take it one step too far and cause her to change her mind.
But now, with the lack of space between them, there's nothing to hide his nerves -- the warmth brewing under his skin and somewhere deep in his stomach, the feeling that makes the hair on his arms stand on end. He pulls one hand from her hip to return to her cheek -- his fingertips have started to tingle, and his skin might be a little clammy.
She's probably never even kissed anyone before. Oh boy. Pressure's on.]