Rey stared at her arch-nemesis Ben Solo, the genius who just trapped them in a supply closet with a busted lock, a floor above where anyone could hear them. ♥️
He was only technically her arch-nemesis, seeing as he’d been assigned with offing her in the game of Office Assassin currently raging within First Order Enterprises; but that was still enough to make her grip her stuffed porg tightly to her chest– it was her safety object, which rendered her unkillable– and squint up at his stupid, oddly handsome face with suspicion.
“You can’t kill me, I’ve got my porg,” she said, eyeing the plastic red lightsaber in his massive paw of a hand– his weapon, with which he was required to strike her down. “And you’re not my target… so now what, hotshot?”
“I left my phone on my desk,” he groaned, his pale face going even paler, “and I told Hux I was going out for lunch; do you have yours?”
“…It’s in my purse.”
His eyes darted between her porg and his toy lightsaber a few times, before finally, hesitantly, flitting back up to her face. “We could… talk… to, y’know, pass the time.”
Sighing, she reached for his tie and pulled his big dumb body close to hers until she was caged in by him, pinned against the supply closet wall; then she continued pulling, until he leaned down, and his soft full lips made contact with hers.
“I’ve got a better idea,” she muttered, and was gratified when, after he’d gotten over his initial surprise at her temerity, he was inclined to agree.
hii @quixoticlux THANK YOU for the fun prompt!! i was inspired by a friend’s tales of her office assassin game for this one, but i didn’t manage to crank up the heat quite as much as your wonderful gold bikini drabble (and this is waaay more then 5 sentences 😂) still i hope you like it!! ❤️
