[ The alternative is not necessarily easier for either of them. He's so used to hiding and putting walls up. To pushing people away and keeping them there. This newfound fascination with physical touch, with being around Ren and enjoying the places where they connect is odd to him.
But at least in this, they can simply follow what feels best. Somewhere in the back of his mind, the anger and shock from the nest presses against the mental doors. They remain closed, the static muffled while he presses kisses to Ren's neck, underside of his jaw, just to the corner of his mouth. One hand settles on Kylo's shoulder while the other slides along the back of his neck, fingers combing through the longer locks of hair.
He leans back some, looking up into Ren's face, a curious expression hanging there as he continues to smooth fingers through his hair. It's relaxing when it shouldn't be; trapped under Ren's heavier frame and all the heat radiating off of him. ]
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But at least in this, they can simply follow what feels best. Somewhere in the back of his mind, the anger and shock from the nest presses against the mental doors. They remain closed, the static muffled while he presses kisses to Ren's neck, underside of his jaw, just to the corner of his mouth. One hand settles on Kylo's shoulder while the other slides along the back of his neck, fingers combing through the longer locks of hair.
He leans back some, looking up into Ren's face, a curious expression hanging there as he continues to smooth fingers through his hair. It's relaxing when it shouldn't be; trapped under Ren's heavier frame and all the heat radiating off of him. ]