the worst (b3n) wrote in crownplazaic, @ 2021-02-13 19:15:00 |
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A cold shower hadn't helped. That damned basket had only made it worse. Whatever the hotel had planned, he wasn't going to play along. And yet his body had other ideas. Resisting the urge to finish himself off after that dream -no. After that Force-connection. It hadn't been his subconscious conjuring up images of Rey. They'd somehow met through their sleep. The power of the dyad. He wouldn't have minded if he'd known it was happening but to have it suddenly thrust upon him, upon them both! Of course, by the time he woke up, his frustrated body had needed a cool down. But no matter how hard he tried, he could not shake the sound Rey had made when he'd touched her. Balls. He was still hard after the shower. Breakfast. Yes, food would help fill the void. A full stomach would keep him from trying to dry-hump his sheets. He went straight for the kitchen once he'd clothed himself. Since it was just meant to be a short trip, he hadn't bothered with putting on his boots. Maybe Ben had become too comfortable walking around the hotel barefoot. This place was fast becoming his new home. Why not do as he pleased? The cold floor helped to ground the fire currently trying to start inside him. The kitchen was thankfully empty when he arrived but Ben still didn't dally around. He threw open the fridge, nearly pulling the door off and started to rummage through what was inside. There was something in the back. It looked like yogurt. He bent over and leaned in to reach for it. |