I didn't understand why Ben was mad, I was the one who was holding him back, I was the one who got him in trouble.

"Ben, I can't fix what I don't know is broken," I spoke quietly sitting on the ledge around the fountain.

"I'm not some inanimate object, I can't just break," he furrowed his brows angerly.

"That is not what I meant, and you know it," I crossed my hands and legs "Tell me what is going on, why are you mad?"

"Because, I'm sick of you taking a step towards me and then three steps back," He huffed menacingly.

"Ben, it's not like that," I said feeling guilty.

"It is exactly like that," he looked me in the eye "why are you avoiding me!" He leaned in quickly and slightly raising his voice.

Taken by surprise by his closeness I fell back in to the fountain with a yelp. Ben reached out quickly like always, then I watched as he stopped himself and let me fall in.

"Oh no!" I groaned pulling my grandfather's lightsaber out from behind me. "Ben, it was my grandfathers," I complained holding my tears back.

Ben rolled his eyes and took it out of my hand, he shook it and stared down at me expectantly.

"Waters nice why don't you join me?" I rolled my eyes splashing him.

"Grow up," he shot out, turning on his heel and walking away.

I sighed as he walked towards the living quarters, Master Luke came out and watched him walking away. When he saw me sitting in the fountain he shook his head with a laugh.

"Chloe, you can't keep avoiding pilot training." He walked over and pulled me out of the water.

"Yes, Master Luke," I said knowingly.

"Ben has been quite scattered lately; do you know anything about that?" his eyes looked in to mine so deeply I thought of telling him what had happened.

"He is just surprised to see his mom, who I had no idea was Princess Leia!" I explained looking in the direction Ben was walking. He was far but had yet to reach his destination.

"I see," -he crossed his arms- "go get dried and try to mend things with Ben, then you two will come and practice on the simulation machine."

I nodded and ran off, so I could catch up to Ben and his long legs.

"Ben, I'm sorry," I groaned when I reached him.

"No, you are not," he said walking passed his quarters, towards mine.

"Yes, I am." I opened my door and motioned for him to come in.

"Then why have you avoided me?" he asked.

"I'm scared," I admitted beginning to remove my robes.

He quickly turned away giving me some privacy before asking "of me?"

I pulled on clean undergarments feeling even more guilty that before.

"No, never you," I said walking over and wrapping my arms slowly around him "I'm scared that I will ruin everything you have worked so hard for."

"You don't see it do you?" he asked placing a hand over mine on his stomach.

"What am I supposed to see?" I asked pressing my ear on his back listening to his lungs expand and contract.

"it's nothing, we should dry your lightsaber before it shorts out," he pulled my hand to his face and pressed his lips to it.

"Ben I'm going to hold you down, how can you excel with me weighing you down?" I asked letting him know what was bothering me.

He turned around in my arms and lifted my chin, so he could make eye contact with me "I would rather be held back by your gentle arms and weak than alone and powerful." His eyes moved over my face the way they did when he kissed me.

"Ben," was all I could say.

"You doubt your self so much, if you could just see your self the way I do," he sighed placing his palm on my cheek "you can be just as good as me you just need someone to help you see it."

"Are you going to kiss me?" I asked feeling the familiar feeling of electricity in my stomach.

"Only if you promise to stop me from taking you," He whispered hoarsely.

"I promise," I licked my lips and stepped as close to him as I could, the excitement coursed through my veins.

Ben dropped my grandfather's lightsaber and waved his hand across the closed door; a chair skidded over and secured the door shut. He slowly leaned in and pressed his lips on mine.

At first our lips relaxed and enjoyed the feeling of contact between us, shortly after I was pulling him back to my bed.

In the back of my head I knew this was what Ben hand meant when he asked me to stop him, but I reveled in the feeling of his display of intimacy.

I felt the bed behind my knees and quickly undid Ben's utility belt, slowly letting it drop to the floor. His hands moved over my shoulders and down my back spreading a chill of desire in me. I sat on the bed pulling him down with me and continued to kiss him. my eyes closed, and I assumed his did also, but I wanted to see more.

"Take it off," I begged pulling away and scooting further up the bed, "your robes Ben."

He hesitated, his eyes traveling down my nearly clad body, his hands slowly tugged at his vest before yanking it off and dropping it on the floor. He climbed over me on the bed before removing his shirt and leaning back down to me.

We reprised our make out session and added more touching than before.

My hands clawed their way down his back and under the marital of his pants just enough for my fingers to hide. He held my hip to his with one strong hand and used the other to nestle my breast under the white material.

Before I knew it, I had my legs wrapped around his waist as he pressed himself to me without a care. The pressure of our crashing hips made me pull away from him to moan loudly.

he was making me feel things I didn't know existed.

"Shh," he said pressing his lips to my collarbone and leaving a trail of light bite marks and kisses.

"Ben," I called out in a light fit of pleasure.

"Mhm," he answered moaning lowly.

I wanted to remove my under garments and be his, but I knew that we had gone to far already. Unwillingly to part so soon I raked my nails back up his back and grabbed fistfuls of his hair.

His mouth had already made its way to my abdomen where he ran his tongue around my belly button sensually.

Involuntary my hips bucked wanting more.

Though my body fell apart under his touch, I knew this was nearing a place we would not be able to go back from, so I pulled on his hairso his face was over my face and gave him a peck on the lips.

"We can't," I said sternly, looking in to his deep eyes.

He was conflicted but nodded anyways understanding that any further and we might as well run away.

After spending some time catching our breath he finally laid down beside me, watching me.

"Don't avoid me again Chloe, ever," he whispered slowly.

A/N:

Hey thank you for the comments and i am sorry for the cliffhanger last time. Hope this was worth the wait!