"Let's camp here."

Rey looked around the giant field they had been crossing for about thirty minutes. She wiped the line of sweat off her brow and licked her salty lips. She wasn't that bothered by the heat, unlike Ren. Was he born on Hoth or something? It wasn't like the sun was even at the highest point in the sky.

"C'mon, Ren, let's go a little further. I don't want to camp in the middle of high grass."

"Why?" he asked, his long legs loping along hers easily. The grass was softly waving, tall and green. It stretched on and on until a dark cloud of trees at the very edge of the horizon. There were a few trees popping up here and there along the meadow of almost waist high grass, like tall, friendly giants in a sea of people.

She shrugged. "Might be animals in here."

"We'd sense them."

"It's scratchy."

"I'll lay my cloak down."

Rey rolled her eyes as she continued her trek through the grass. "Oh, is that what it's for? I was wondering why you insisted on wearing it in this heat."

He caught her wrist, the one holding her staff. She turned to him, exasperated. What was with him and the stupid grass?

He pulled her closer, almost flush up against him and smiled that wide, irresistible naughty smile of his. "I can think of one good thing about the grass."

Rey tried to fight her own smile, her brows drawn, but she couldn't help it. He was so predictable.

"You're terrible, really. You call that seductive?"

Ren's smile was gone, his eyebrow cocked. He stepped back from her and without a word, unwound and laid down his cloak.

Rey crossed her arms and waited, her bound hair brushing against her sweaty neck. She knew what he was doing.

"Ren."

"Rey."

He crooked his finger at her. "Come here."

She pursed her lips a little, pressing her tongue against the roof of her mouth. But then she went to him.

Both of his large hands came up to cradle her head as he leaned down to kiss her. His large, plush lips enveloped hers slowly, and Rey felt the familiar tickle settling down between her legs. His tongue dove in between her lips, teeth nipping at her lips. When he pulled away, she leaned in automatically to make the kiss last longer.

He smirked at her and she frowned at him, trying to ignore the way his dark, hypnotic eyes made her ache. Ren stripped off his shirt and undershirt, his black hair falling into his eyes and curling around his neck.

"Lay down."

She licked her lips, hesitating. But then she did as he said, ignoring the way the prickly grass jabbed through Ren's cloak at her back.

Ren kneeled down, and Rey realized that the grass served as tall walls all around them. It was kind of private, in a way. Something in her relaxed a little, so much that she didn't jump when Ren slipped his hands beneath her shirt. He ran his large palms up the sides of her sensitive stomach, thumbs brushing at the dip of her belly button. She sighed, eyes slitting to look at the tall man before her, his pale skin glowing in the evening sun. His skin was criss-crossed with scars and pitted with marks, but it covered thick, strong bands of muscle. Looking at him, his dark hair shining in the dim light, heat pooled into her abdomen. Damn him.

He began unlacing her breeches, and she swallowed and tipped her head back as she became bare to him before his eyes. His gaze was not unfamiliar—and neither was the bulge in the front of his pants. But somehow it felt new out here, the two of them alone in their little haven.

She was already slick with desire before he pressed his mouth to her. Her legs came up to bend by his ears, trembling as he licked a hot stripe up her slit. She groaned and thrust her hips up, forcing his large nose to bump against her hips. He chuckled and she groaned again, the vibrations delicious against her clit. Ren quickly found it and sucked, causing Rey's hips to spasm upwards. God, that felt so good. His tongue, slightly rough and slick, moved around and around her clit again and again. She wanted to come right then and there, but there was something better about coming with Ren. When they were perfectly in sync, it was like the Force was moving through them like a fast river, leaving them both buzzing and exhilarated.

So she pushed his gorgeous head away and laid there panting for a moment.

"This isn't so bad, is it?" Ren asked her, licking her arousal off his beautiful lips. She sat up, tearing off her shirt.

"Shut up," she hissed, reaching for his pants. But she quickly found herself on her back, her wrists pinned by Ren's hands. She let out a huff and struggled, but her neck was attacked before she could get very far.

He nipped and sucked at her neck, and she buried her face in his dark curls.

"Ren," she moaned, and he chuckled, gently pressing his lips against her jaw.

"I said, 'lay down.'"

She glared up at him, but he pacified her with a kiss. He sat up and unbuttoned his pants, releasing his thick erection. He was already rock hard, precum dribbling out the pink tip. Rey reached for him, and he came into her arms, pressing her into his cloak.

He nuzzled her nose and she kissed his cheek. He rubbed his cock against her, almost pushing in, but not quite. She wrapped her legs around him pushing his pants down and bucking up in an attempt to slip him inside. But he was forbidding, lathing his tongue at her breast. He groaned, long and low, and she shivered hearing it. But still, he denied her.

She dug her nails into his back. "Come on," she murmured, bringing his head up for a long kiss.

"Ask me," he ground out.

She could tell he was biting his tongue, trying to pretend he didn't need her. But he did.

She slipped a hand between them and gave him a firm stroke. He twitched in her hand, hot and pulsing. "C'mon, Ren," she breathed.

He grunted, then swiftly grabbed her hand away, pinning it once again on the cloak.

He looked up through his dark hair, his pink scar winking at her inches from her own face. "Ask for it."

She huffed, the air brushing his waves. "Please, Ren."

"Please what?"

She grimaced. "Fuck me."

He shook his head. "That's not what you want."

She turned her head to the side, and for the first time felt embarrassed. "Please make love to me," she muttered.

This time, he was merciful and placed himself at her entrance, brushing his lips against forehead.

"I love you," he said.

She nodded, eyes closed as he slid in. Stretching her tight, aching muscles. Finally. He gave a few small thrusts, barely inside her, and her eyes snapped up. She drew her nails across his back and growled, "No more teasing."

"Alright, alright," he soothed. He always had so much better control than her. How?

He thrust all the way inside, gently thrusting back and forth, easing his way. He was so big; and he was always gentle—at first. Gradually he built up speed, his eyes flashing from her moving chest to her eyes. Their mouths met again and again, and one of his hands stroked the side of her stomach.

He drove in harder again, and again, and again. Gods it felt so good. Rey didn't care about the hot sun beating down or the tickle of the grass on her neck. All she wanted was Ren, his body covering hers always, moving inside her. Her strong, lithe body moved easily with his—the rhythm was familiar and fast. She felt her pleasure mounting fast, even more so when he began to moan.

"Oh, gods, Rey," he groaned. "Love you…so much."

"Don't stop, never stop," she replied in one breath. "Hold me tighter Ren, please."

He ground into her, his weight on her belly and chest. Any of the tightness that usually resided in her chest was gone, ripped away. The Force moved and surged in them like waves; with every thrust, the Force grew and then receded. Rey felt so powerful, so good, like her calves didn't ache and her shoulders didn't hurt from carrying her pack all day. There was nothing but them.

"Rey!" Ren gasped, and she felt him surge and move inside her. She cursed and followed him quickly with her own orgasm, biting her lip to keep from calling out. Fireworks exploded behind her lashes as pleasure coursed through her entire body.

They stayed like that only for a moment before he moved off of her, plopping down beside her. She quickly turned over to spread herself over his large, firm chest, burying her flushed face into his collarbone. His hand brushed lazily up and down the span of her back. Above them, a few dragonflies buzzed about and then flew off, and the grass waved back and forth around them as the sun began to dip down beneath the sky.