#mccnlies / rey

[greyturned]

SHE HEARD HIS TAUNT AND IT ONLY MADE HER SMIRK a little bit wider, dark eyes scanning the surrounding area in search of any sign of movement as she tuned in all of her senses into the task as well. It was not just her eyes that searched for the man, the force within her reaching out to his as easily as her sight would have if he were any easier to spot. It might not have been a fair route the brunette was taking to aid herself in the little training session the two had created --- but who cared about FAIR anymore? Rey's skin prickled with sudden awareness a split of a moment before the sizzling sound of the saber's activation filled the air around her. The woman spun on her heal easily to face her opponent, her own saber held in both hands and ready for a battle any moment he wished to attack her - any moment he wished to make the first move. "I bested you the last time." Okay so maybe she was cheating the last time. Not that she was about to admit to it. "I'd be tempted to make a bet that it will be the same this time as well."

@mccnlies continued / REY

THE HUNT, THE CHASE, IT WAS SOMETHING HE always enjoyed, the thrill of it carrying him farther and the Force coming alive around him as his senses stretched out far beyond him. this was a friendly chase, but still, no less thrilling. dark eyes narrowed when he felt her brush against him, the Force bridging them together for a split second. the little cheat. the ground was beneath his feet again from one second to the next, absorbing the impact in his legs with the Force to help lessen it. the crossguard spat beside him angrily, held almost lazily, though a smart individual would know that the former Knight was always prepared to strike at a moment's notice.        ❝      you got lucky last time.      ❞ luck had little to do with it, and they both know it. Ben knew she'd cheated, he'd just had the grace not to mention it. his mouth twitched at the corners with a small, amused grin as his head canted to the side, hand flexing around the blackened hilt as his muscles tensed in preparation.        ❝      we'll see.      ❞

[gleamingcrowns]

21) for sender to playfully nip at receiver’s fingers.  ( rhaenyra or vaenyra to daemon? or rey to ben? )

 AFFECTIONATE  AND  AGGRESSIVE  BITING  PROMPTS || meme || answered by ben for @mccnlies

Ben was getting used to things still, it felt odd to have this weight off his chest. But each day got a bit better, and a bit easier. He had tapped Rey on the nose as she teased him, only to have her take his hand and nip at the tip of his finger. There was a shaky breath that came from him, he looked at her as the desire pooled in his belly. "I.." He mumbled, and swallowed the lump in his throat. "What are you doing?"

[greyturned]

       SHE HAD NEVER KNOWN PEACE untill the silence of the room around them finally hit her full force. The brunette’s slender fingers pausing their gentle movement for a moment, maybe a split of a second at best, before they continued on the ministrations of brushing the comb through the man’s thick locks with gentle ease. Her mind settling down into a stand, for once with little to no thoughts distracting her from the task before her - the man before her. Rey simply sat on the comfortable sofa with Ben’s tall frame on the ground before her. Like a child would do with its mother. 

Rey did not dare break the serene peace of their moment for the longest of times. Simply running the comb through the strands of hair over and over again until they became sleek and shiny, the curls forming their natural wave - but it was a bit too calm, too tamed up --- no, this was not BEN. “I am half tempted to do a braid acros the side of your head to keep all this-” The woman’s fingers gently tugged at the longer hair above the man’s right ear “-out of your eyes.” She hummed, tilting slightly side to side as if to correctly plan out and map out the hairstyle, slightly teasing at the end as she mused “Or maybe I should do just one thick braid down the middle of your head?”

@mccnlies continued / REY

SOMETIMES HE FORGOT THAT HE COULD RELAX AT TIMES NOW, despite everything that still goes on, he can afford it. from time to time. the tension would never full ease from his body, but has her hands continued to bring the comb through his hair, the repetitive motion helped ease a little bit of it out of him at a time. it was the closest he would get to true peace until the war was finally, truly, over with. for a moment, he could let his mind let go of everything else beyond those walls and focus on the moment, focus on nothing. let his awareness narrow down to one finite point. Ben let his legs stretch out in front of him from where he'd had his knees drawn close, his hands falling to his lap with a quiet exhale.

he'd rarely done his own hair. at the academy, he'd pull it half up when needed to keep it out of his eyes, but he mostly preferred keeping it down to let it cover his ears. in the First Order, it didn't matter if his hair was done up or not because the mask would cover it up and keep it in place anyway. he'd occasionally braid it back to wear it like that under the mask to keep his hair in place if he knew he was going to be especially active, but mostly he just did what he needed to keep it clean, healthy, and tamed.        ❝      I usually braided it down the middle, I'm not sure if my hair is long enough for a wrap-around braid.      ❞ it probably would be if an Alderaanian style was used, his mother had done it for him once, but another braid would be simpler.

[greyturned]

@mccnlies​ sent:    ❛   brush .   work  a  brush  /  comb  through  my  muse’s  hair . ( rey or padme? ) a meme i can’t find         /         accepting if you can find it

        THE RHYTHMIC PASS OF A COMB THROUGH HIS HAIR WAS SOOTHING,    he hadn’t experienced a quiet moment like this with someone since he was a child.      when his mother would sit with him like this,    combing through his hair and adding little braids to help keep the long raven waves out of his eyes while he played.      at some point it became all on him to keep up with his hair,    and though he didn’t mind,    he’d missed these moments.      especially as he became more and more alone,    starved of the contact he’d had before.

        hair was an important part of Alderaanian culture,    one he embraced and found comfort in long ago.      helping each other with their hair was a bonding experience,    Ben remembered all the times he’d helped his mother with hers.      her hair longer than anything he’d seen on a humanoid and beautiful,    as a boy he’d loved practicing his braiding on her hair.      clumsy fingers working their way through the steps as his mother guided him,    teaching him the importance of braids for their people.      for a time he’d lost that part of his heritage,    he hadn’t dared to practice this cultural importance during his time as Kylo Ren.

        Ben sat cross-legged on the ground in front of Rey as she combed through his hair.      his fingers itched to reclaim what Snoke had tried to take from him,    but he didn’t want to interrupt her focus.      he’d been surprised when she’d offered to help him with the mess his hair had become after an afternoon of running maneuvers and crawling through ships.      Ben tapped at the datapad in his lap as he leaned back a little,    going over the repair orders for the day in the calm silence.