her frustration continues to entice him , heart pounding as he studies her from his position , wondering just how much further she could be pushed . tilting his head , he attempts a coy expression , muttering a taunting : “ oh ? ” as eyes glint with delight , already believing to have WON . smirk widens as her leg hooks onto his , shoving him off , pinning him down ; chest huffing out as he grunts at the collision of his back to the ground . tongue running over his lips as he looks up at her , completely lost in the sight of her above him like that as he tilts his head back , savouring the touch she’s offering , heart hammering beneath her fingertips as her she trails her way up , swallowing thickly when she eventually reaches to press down against his throat . head reels , breath caught , his only thought stuck on why he had held back from her for this long .
“ oh , princess . ” he whispers , his free hand travelling across to her thigh , fingertips smoothing over the fabric of her training gear . “ i doubt you’ll ever find something i’m not comfortable with . ” gaze drops to take her in FULLY , relishing in every single part of her , swallowing again as he attempts to bring some moisture back to his mouth . finally meeting her eyes again , he attempts to reach up , desperate for the feeling of her lips against his . “ i missed you . ” he whispers . “ i’m sorry i stayed away . ”
everything about this was equal parts enticing and frustrating; for so long he had done his best to ignore her very existence, despite all her efforts, despite sweet talking her way into every meeting possible. he had given her nothing, and yet now he behaved as though she should simply forgive him for showing her an ounce of attention. his touch brings her focus back to him, studying him for a long moment. he thought he’d won. thought he had enticed her into this position. if that was the game he was intent to play, she would make sure she would win this time.
sweet smile crosses her lips, dipping her head closer though her grasp against his wrist only tightens. “ careful. that sounds like a challenge. ” words breathed so close to his lips, watching with amusement as his gaze drops to body. fingers tighten against the sides of his neck as he attempts to reach up, forcing him back to the ground. tongue dips across her lower lip, searching his gaze for a moment before slowly dipping her head once more. lips press to his jaw, moving against his skin until they hovered against his ear. “ sorry doesn’t quite cut it this time, kylo. ” words breathed softly against him, loosening her hold against his throat, fingertips skimming his chest once more before removing herself from him entirely. smiling down at the other, head tilting slightly. “ thanks for the sparring session though. ”