« Obliterate me
Take off all my sins
Let me drift in the stars.
Obliterate me
Forgive all my excess
Help me to throw them away.
Obliterate me
And take the time for loving me
Don't go away from me. »
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It takes time for get used to sleep in an empty bed.
As unfortunate at it seem, his body has taken the detestable habit of seeking human warmth. He can't find sleep until he has closed his hands of her woman's wrist, buried his nose in his sparse hair, and stuck his body against him.
The lack is horrible; the feelings that attack him, hateful. Il want to throw up, to cry and to sink into unconsciousness.
The bed is cold. And Kylo Ren don't close an eye of the night.
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She had his own way to pronouncing her name. Anyway, she was the only one who call him like that.
Ben.
She was staring into his cold eyes, et his little hemmed lips opened. At first, she had let out the consonant, which resounded against her puck and caressed her tongue. -B. Then his commissures moved apart, revealing his teeth. -E. Finally, his lips were pinched, and his tongue was seeking to the teeth. -N.
Ben.
The first time she calls him like that, he had slapped her. How dared she? He wasn't anymore Ben Solo. He was Kylo Ren, and she seemed to have fun on him. The anger was such that he didn't speak to her during the following week – a strange way to react, but he doesn't care, he was the Supreme Leader and he made what he wanted.
The second time, she had probed her eyes and smile when she had seed him getting anger.
« Why do you hate your name, Ben? » did she ask, and he had left the cell without answering.
Rey had perfectly understood how to get Kylo Ren angry. Et she had loved that so much.
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Kylo had hated whenever she had called him by name. Except one time.
She had whispered softly, her voice shattered by fatigue and desire, and to hear that name had lift a fire on him. He had made love to her again and again, to be able to hear his name in all intonations.
« Ben » she says, and he had smiled tenderly, and he was aware that he fall deeply in love with her.
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Tonight again, the bed is empty. The room is cold, and the walls stripped of none colors. Without the laughs or the moans of Rey, the silence is oppressive.
Ben, lying across the bed, fixe the ceiling.
« I will come back to pick you. » she promised, while he was helping her to run away.
And he knows that it's not for Kylo Ren she will come back, but for Ben Solo.
I'm a french girl, and this is the first time i wrote in english ! Be kind please ! I hope you enjoy it !
Bye bye !
