Chapter 9 of Conscience and Unconsciousness by PontMercy44
There were no lights on in Ben’s apartment when the lock clicked behind them. Rey stood, awkwardly, by the door, not quite sure where the light switches were. She heard Ben set the box down, and she almost tripped on it.
“Easy.” In the dark, Ben steadied her on her feet, his hands a reassuring brace on her ribs. Then, he kissed her, wrapping his arms slowly around her body and hunching over her. Rey felt her back bend to accommodate his height, and thought it might break, along with her resolve.
“Ben…” She realized she said his name a lot, with varying degrees of helplessness. She felt helpless around him. Helpless to tell the truth.
“Stay right there.” His voice was husky and she felt the words against her lips, rather than heard them. He disappeared in the dark, and Rey toed the box, nervously.