This Renben ficlet has been in my drafts for ages, and what better time to post it than on @kylosbreedingkink's birthday
Happy birthday bb! 🥳❤️ I know we don't talk a lot anymore, but I look back fondly at our time together on the Crane Lane server 😊
“How many times was that?” Ren asks from where he lies next to Ben, light panting making his scarred chest rise and fall.
“Three, I think,” Ben mumbles with some effort, feeling completely fucked out.
“You think? That’s it kid, next time I’m making you count your orgasms out loud.”
Ben makes a noncommittal noise. His limbs feel like lead, his body as if it's slowly sinking into the mattress. But when Ren sits up with a groan and throws his legs over the bed, Ben is suddenly spurred into action.
Pulling Ren backwards, he takes advantage of Ren’s surprise to press him against the bed once more. The way he's now nuzzled into Ren’s broad, burnt chest makes the rumble of Ren’s voice sound deeper than usual.
“Oh you want to cuddle, hmm?”
Even with his eyes currently closed, Ben can hear the amusement in Ren's voice, laced with a hint of mockery.
“We’re supposed to take what we want, right? Well, right now I want this,” he replies, too blissed-out to care about coming across as clingy or uncool.
To his surprise, Ren indulges him. Calloused fingers stroke up and down his back. Ben relaxes fully and drifts off, helped by the warmth radiating from the strong body beneath him.
Some time later he jerks awake from a nightmare—a regular occurrence for as long as he can remember—and finds himself alone in the bed.
These days Snoke’s voice doesn’t ring out through the darkness anymore, speaking its words of comfort. Ben is forced to seek solace in himself, until his limbs stop shaking, his breathing calms down and the cold sweat on his back is the only evidence left of his inner turmoil.
