Finn's huge, hard body covered Rey's soft, petite one on the bed. Their lips were fused in a penetrating kiss. Their breathing was labored as he made love to her.

"I love you, Rey," he whispered.

"I love you too, Finn. And I promise you...unh...the next baby is yours."

"Oh, I know it will - I'll see to that," he whispered into her ear. "This won't hurt the baby, will it?"

"No. Keep going."

Stars, he felt so good inside her. She looked forward to the day that she would carry his beautiful children. Why she had even considered Kylo Ren as a potential boyfriend when she had Finn was beyond her. Now she was convinced.

Their breathing returned to normal as he spooned against her on the bed, reveling in post-coital bliss. He kissed her gently on the neck. She stroked his hard, lean body.

"Mmmmm, that was amazing," he whispered into her ear.

"Thank you, Finn, I needed that."

"No, I needed that."

"I love you."

"I know."

Finn and Rey were finally clothed and reclining in each other's embrace on the couch, still in a partial state of euphoria, like when you know you've just found your soul mate.

"Rey, you know, I was just thinking...you know I want to marry you, right?"

She smiled. "Yes."

"Well, I just remembered I have no name to give you, and neither do you."

She turned her head to face him, concern in her eyes.

"But I had an idea. I would like to ask Leia permission to adopt the Skywalker name - to honor her brother. This baby is a Skywalker anyway, right?"

Rey's expression changed to a smile after a moment. "That's a lovely idea," she said. "I'd love to be a Skywalker. I don't think Luke would mind, do you?"

"Finn. Finn Skywalker. I like the sound of that."

"Rey Skywalker."

He chuckled and kissed her. "It's settled, then. I'll talk to her today. See if we can get all the legalities taken care of before the wedding."

The wedding, she thought. Wow, this is really happening.

"And Rey, there's something else I need to do - I want to adopt this baby as my own." He placed a gentle hand on her abdomen. "Once the baby is born, everyone's going to see that it's not biologically mine. I don't care. I will adopt him, and he will BE mine. And if anyone asks, that's all they ever need to know. Not even Poe."

She leaned in closer to his chest. "Thank you, Finn," she whispered.

He turned and kissed her long and fully on the lips, then they touched foreheads. "Anything for you, Rey."