Rey didn’t mean to make Buck feel self conscious in his own home, but it wasn’t everyday she was in close proximity with someone like him—the temptation was there and she felt a bit guilty for it.
“Take your time!” She called out while sitting in the middle of the couch.
She watched him dash up to grab a shirt that…didn’t help matters. There was nothing with his wardrobe, but damn. Everything he owned seemed to show off his body pretty damn well. Whereas Rey dressed more for comfort and to blend in. A wallflower more than anything.
Rey took the opportunity to untie her hair from its messy bun, giving herself a break from looking professional. This wasn’t work. This was …a second date? Kind of? She didn’t think too much about it.
“If you want? Seems like you were a ways in.” She was there to spend time with him and enjoy a documentary. Or try to enjoy as her brain wouldn’t stay quiet. Her hand reached up to rake through her hair in an effort to calm her mind.
Whatever Buck decided, Rey would go along with it. She wasn’t sitting too close to him, unsure if she should be right next to him or if he wanted more space. She didn’t want to seem too eager or too clingy, but little by little she started to shift closer. Her knee bump against his and her hand settled between their bodies, there for him to touch or hold.
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Date: 2025-04-09 05:26 pm (UTC)“Take your time!” She called out while sitting in the middle of the couch.
She watched him dash up to grab a shirt that…didn’t help matters. There was nothing with his wardrobe, but damn. Everything he owned seemed to show off his body pretty damn well. Whereas Rey dressed more for comfort and to blend in. A wallflower more than anything.
Rey took the opportunity to untie her hair from its messy bun, giving herself a break from looking professional. This wasn’t work. This was …a second date? Kind of? She didn’t think too much about it.
“If you want? Seems like you were a ways in.” She was there to spend time with him and enjoy a documentary. Or try to enjoy as her brain wouldn’t stay quiet. Her hand reached up to rake through her hair in an effort to calm her mind.
Whatever Buck decided, Rey would go along with it. She wasn’t sitting too close to him, unsure if she should be right next to him or if he wanted more space. She didn’t want to seem too eager or too clingy, but little by little she started to shift closer. Her knee bump against his and her hand settled between their bodies, there for him to touch or hold.