(Author's Note: The link I posted is heartbreaking. I freaking love Anakin Skywalker. Also: Nira's POV.)
The shower rained it's contents down on us and we stood together, neither wanting to ever let go, neither wanting to face our evil realities, but both knowing that the heavenly hug couldn't continue forever.
However, we both wished it could've lasted until the end of eternity.
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For several minutes I gladly stood with Kylo Ren's arms wrapped around my body and my head resting on his muscular, drenched chest. We allowed the water to wash over us and, in a way, cleanse us of the past battle. Having to deal with the memories of that battle alone was pure suffer and anguish, but having someone to go through it with you made the memories slightly bearable.
Finally, he turned off the water, stepped out of the shower, and handed me a towel. He then grabbed a towel for himself and wrapped it around his waist. I couldn't help but stare at his striking body. His hip bones supported the towel enough to hold it up, and his abs were carved and breathtaking. The muscles in his arms flexed and un-flexed with every movement, and his entire body was sopping wet from the shower.
"Nira?" He asked. I looked up into his eyes to see that he had caught me checking him out. I immediately felt my face heat up and I looked away ashamedly.
Kylo Ren left the bathroom, and I started to dry my body off. I was so embarrassed that he had seen me openly scanning his body up and down.
I realized that I hadn't brought clothing into the bathroom with me, so I would have to go out into the bedroom if I wanted to get dressed. If Kylo Ren had left my room then I wouldn't have to worry about secrecy but if he was still in my room then I would have to keep myself carefully covered.
I know that I love him and he loves me but I didn't know if seeing my body was something he wanted.
I walked out into the bedroom slowly and peered around. Surely enough, he was there.
I made my way slowly over to the dresser, cautious not to slip on the droplets of water that fell from my hair and onto the black tiled floor. I opened a drawer and began to get clothes out.
"Nira," Kylo Ren began. I turned around to face him. He was wearing only loose black nightwear-pants.
"I was actually thinking you could wear this. I picked it out myself." He suggested, handing me a piece of clothing.
It was a knee-length, flowing, black nightgown with short sleeves. I hesitated before nodding and accepting the fabric from him.
I then returned to the bathroom to get changed. I slipped on my undergarments and then pulled the nightgown over my head.
I looked in the mirror and couldn't help but admire myself. The nightgown was plain, but elegant. It was very girly and extremely sophisticated at the same time. My curves perfectly fit into gown; the nightgown, in fact, exaggerated and complimented my curves. It covered the burns on my chest. My hideous scalp was still showing, which was the only downside the the entire ensemble, but I knew I would have to deal with the horror that was my scalp with any outfit.
I fell in love with the simple piece of fabric.
I walked shyly back out into my bedroom, afraid that Kylo Ren wouldn't hold the same views about the nightgown on my body as I did.
He was looking down and, for a quick moment, all I could do was admire the familiar perfections of his face; his nose that fit so well into his features, his thick and luxurious lips, his pitch-black and feathery hair that contrasted his pale complexion in such a lovely way, the long lashes, the ridge of his sturdy brow, and those deep set, gorgeous brown eyes that I enjoy so dearly.
He then turned to look at me and I watched as his eyes scanned up and down my body. He showed no reaction to the nightgown except for his lips slightly parting.
He then stood up and walked over to me so we were incredibly close; close enough, in fact, that when he looked down on me, his black locks tickled my forehead. I tilted my head down and watched his arms tentatively reach forward and gently latch onto my hips. He pulled my hips close to his, then raised an arm upwards towards my face -- Kylo Ren pressed two fingers underneath my chin, tilted my head up to face him, and attached his lips to mine.
I immediately got a tingling feeling in my chest. I raised my hands and placed them on the sides of his lean biceps, gripping them ever so slightly.
Kylo Ren then surprised me. He took my bottom lip in between his teeth and softly tugged, eliciting a faint intake of breath from me. He released my lip, letting it fly back towards my mouth, and then quickly resumed our kiss.
Without breaking the kiss, Kylo Ren lowered his body and placed his hands on the top of the back of my thighs. I was confused at first, but then he lifted me up. I agreeably wrapped my legs around his waist, and he consistently hoisted me up by keeping his hands underneath my legs. His long fingers stretched onto the bottom of my butt, creating a flurry of butterflies in my gut.
He only lifted me for a few seconds; soon after he picked me up, he tenderly laid me down on the bed. Kylo Ren then positioned himself next to me, and we both crawled underneath the covers. He then wrapped his arms around my torso, pulled me close, and continued kissing me.
He kissed my neck; my collarbone; my chest; the top of my shoulder; my cheekbone; underneath my ear; my earlobe. He then pulled his lips away from my skin and whispered, "You are the sexiest thing I have ever seen."
Chills rushed up and down my limbs and body as the words spilled from his plush lips. Kylo Ren pushed his lips onto my cheek, slowly nuzzling his nose into my cheek for only a second or two.
I lay on my back and let his hand slide over my stomach; with each motion, he pulled my nightgown upwards an inch more. The other arms was under my back, and his head was by mine, his lips adjacent to my ear. I could hear him softly breathing from his mouth, and he occasionally pecked me on the ear.
His hand eventually slid down to the top of my thigh, and then trailed slowly back up. Kylo Ren repeated that motion, periodically dipped his thumb down to the soft skin of my inner thigh. He lightly squeezed my thigh, and then pulled his hand back up my body; this time, however, there was a twist of events. His hand, on its journey upwards, slipped underneath my night gown and continued traveling up my body, pulling the gown with it, leaving a large portion of my body extremely exposed.
I sucked in breath nervously. I knew Kylo Ren was aware of his actions, but all he did was kiss me on the ear in response.
His hand exited the underneath of my nightgown but he left it crumpled at the bottom of my breasts. He then extended his arm, letting his hand slide all over my mostly-bare body. Now Kylo Ren sucked in breath, this time in awe, or possibly arousal.
"Sit up." He whispered, and I immediately obeyed. Kylo Ren aided the removal of my nightgown, leaving me only in my plain black underwear. I suddenly felt very self-conscious and worried.
I felt him apply pressure onto my stomach, causing me to lay back down.
"Turn over." He ordered in the quietest of tones, and I obliged once again.
I felt Kylo Ren's hand on my back. It glided down to the sensual area right below my waist, my bottom, and quickly retracted up. I felt Kylo Rem emit the slightest of groans of affection as his palm and fingers skated and touched my butt.
He then raised his palm off of my bare back and began tracing delicate designs on my back with only his fingertips.
"Sleep, Nira," he ushered in a mere whisper, "Sleep."
My mind was so excited from the sensuality of the entire situation, but the feeling of his fingertips tracing intricate patterns on my skin was enchanting and brought an un-ignorable drowsiness upon me.
I then heard a small grunt that jolted me into alertness, and the small hum of a hymn.
Kylo Ren was humming me to sleep. I could only imagine how embarrassing and difficult it was for him, Kylo Ren (ex-leader of the Knights of Ren, current leader of The First Order, Dark Side of The Force enthusiast, pronounced torturer, cruel and merciless fighter, etc.), to hum his girlfriend to sleep.
I was very impressed, and felt myself fall in love with him just a little bit more in that moment.
Soon enough, my eyelids were refusing to remain open and my body was urging me to slip into unconsciousness. I listened to the internal signals telling me to sleep and finally fell under to the sound of my lover gently humming to me and to the feeling of his fingertips on my back.
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Author's Note
I lied. I'm updating tonight! I guess I just got into bed ready to sleep but wanted to finish. It's a short chapter but I'd say it's of good quality. Quality, not quantity, am I right buddies?
Tomorrow is my last day of drivers Ed. I have my college class every Tuesday and Thursday from 9:00-11:45 am until August 4. I'm hanging out with my friend tomorrow night, then Friday I have volunteering the whole day, my sisters dance recital at 6, and a bonfire at night. I'm pretty loaded so I'm not sure when I'll get the next chapter in but I'll definitely try my best!
Love you buddies, goodnight, and happy reading :)
PS YOU HAVE TO CHECK OUT THE LIBK I POSTED WITH THIS CHAPTER ITS AMAZING AND DEPRESSING AND SO SAD OK GOODBYE ILY ANAKIN SKYWALKER