Ben's lips touched hers as he rested close to her, his hand brushing down along her side and over her legs softly, his lips still kissing hers between conversations and breaths taken, before looking back into her eyes and taking another kiss from her.
"In what way do you desire me, Rey? I must know, I must... hear it from you how you wish me to be. Am I to be your friend, your lover, more? And... and we should keep it a secret, for now, until... until we're certain your father would understand, until my parents wouldn't reprimand us both. I hate them, but they still hold power over me..."
He kissed her again, longingly as he pushed her slowly back down against the bed. Was he taking this too far? Was the alcohol a problem with such emotions hitting them both at once. He drew his lips away, and stared down at her, "How long have you desired me?"