Techie froze and felt ice run through his veins. Why is Kylo Ren, of all people, talking to him?! The blood is pulsing so hard in his ears that he doesn’t even know what the man is saying, and can only stare blankly at him.
“Um, ah,” he says, very intelligently.
And then bolts for the nearest exit.
Mustering up every hint of courage he has, Techie presses a soft kiss into Ren’s neck. Fear and doubt flood his senses; What if he’s doing something wrong, or weird? When he pulls back, he locks his questioning, hesitant gaze with Ren’s.
He asks, voice low, “Can I d-do that again?”