[h3]Ben Solo[/h3]

[color=red][I]The Jedi Code... What did that mean to a unshackled man?[/I][/color] 

Ben let hers and his forehead stay so intimately pressed together. If he had pulled away he would had been going back on his resolve. He couldn't do that, he had to take the steps he [i]wanted[/i] to take. So he cuffed her face in his hands softly and looked into her eyes. Not soon afterwards he felt the robust tinge of nervousness fill him and darted his gaze to the ground.

[color=red][b]"If the code tells me not to love you, than to hell with it. I can be a Jedi and love you too. Obi-Wan did it, how do you think you got here,"[/b][/color] he muttered, mindful of the padawans and Luke. [color=red][b]"You basically told me to take control of my destiny. Well I'm telling you now, this... You. Its what I want."[/b][/color] 

He finally found her eyes again, a rare instance of his boyish charms shining through in the moment. [color=red][b]"We should stop... kissing,"[/b][/color] he specified. [color=red][b]"I'm not strong enough to resist you anymore but if we continue, I'm afraid this feeling in my chest might burst open."[/b][/color]

Ben pulled away from her slowly and leaned back against the cold steel again. A powerful breath exhaled from him as he relieved the moment over and over, incessantly on repeat. He had enjoyed it immensely and that was but a small fraction of the emotions he felt. Anger, frustration, love, happiness, disappointment. From here on out he would let every single one of them loose when he felt them. And he'd do what he wanted when he wanted. 

Without looking towards her he raised his head towards the dully lit ceiling of the starship. [color=red][b]"Thank you, Odd. You've freed me."[/b][/color]