A/N: Warning for Explicit Sexual Content and Consensual Underage Sexual Activities.
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars or any of its characters

She kissed him. Kissed him the way she had wanted to for the longest time. Gave him what he said was her first kiss. Gave it willingly to someone special. Him.

It didn't matter to her anymore that it wasn't on a special day like her wedding. It didn't matter that it wasn't under better circumstances. What mattered to her was that he was here with her, in this moment, this man who had swooped down and saved her from the rain, took care of her and held her and made her feel safe, warm and protected again.

She didn't think about the consequences of her actions. Didn't care for them either. She knew what her heart wanted and she went for it. She would not regret this. Would not allow herself to.

Ben didn't respond to the kiss. She didn't expect him to as she pulled back to look at the stunned expression on his face.

He swallowed hard. "Rey..."

She put a finger to his lips and pleaded with him with her eyes. "Please don't. I don't want to regret this."

She removed her finger from his lips, though allowed it to linger for a bit. Her eyes, she kept on his eyes, never letting go of his gaze.

"You should've given it to someone else," he said after a time, and he sounded about as broken as he had when he had wished she was older. "I...I don't deserve it."

"Isn't that supposed to be my choice to make?" Rey asked without a hint of animosity in her voice as she ran her hand across the side of his face. "Ben...I wanted you to be my first kiss. I...I think I always have. That's why when Poe..." She trailed off when as a sob threatened to well up in her throat.

"He didn't, alright?" Ben reminded, and put a hand on her cheek. "You just gave it to me. Poe...that meant nothing."

Rey nodded. He was right. That kiss with Poe had meant nothing. Not like the kiss she had just given him. That...that had meant everything, but she didn't dare say it. She couldn't. Not when this bubble they were in was so fragile, and yet, she dared to ask, "Can I kiss you again?"

Ben didn't reply immediately. "I don't think that's wise."

"Why not?"

"I'm not as great as you think I am, Rey," he said in a grave tone, his eyes darkening. "If you kiss me again, I might not want to stop."

"What if I don't want you to?" Rey said, putting a hand over Ben's where it lay on her cheek.

Ben shook his head. Rey could tell he was still fighting it, but his voice told her he was starting to break. "We can't, Rey. You're only thir...fourteen. I'm thirty three. I've already done enough damage to you."

"Ben, can we just...pretend for once that I'm older?" Rey pleaded. "Pretend that circumstances were different? That we met at a different time, a different place..."

"Rey..."

"I want to forget," Rey sobbed again, the tears flowing down her cheeks as images of Poe's face—the hunger in his eyes, the menace in his smile—flashed before her eyes. "Please, Ben. Just for today. Make me forget."

She saw Ben's shoulders slacken and his features soften, his eyes shimmering in the morning light.

And when he gently moved to wipe her tears away, she just knew she had broken through.

Without another word, he pulled her into his embrace, cupping the back of her head as he pressed his plush lips to hers. She melted into his arms then, following his lead as he angled his head, his lips never once leaving hers, parting slightly to nibble on hers.

Rey felt the blood rush throughout her body as her heart hammered against her rib cage. The kiss was soft and gentle, a dance of lips on lips to music only they could hear. Warm breaths mingling, Ben continued to kiss Rey, to hold her body against his until a hunger began to take over her. A hunger for more.

She suddenly remembered what she had witnessed at the mall. With Rose and Finn.

Slowly, tentatively, she prodded Ben's lips with her tongue, licking at the upper and lower lips before trying to wedge it in between. Ben stilled at first, but all too soon, he parted his lips to welcome hers, meeting her small tongue with his large one, moving it up, over and under, entwining it with hers.

What she had found gross when she first witnessed it, she now found to be far from it. This kiss was another first for her—far deeper and far more intimate than any of the few she had ever had. It reached deep into her, dangling her close to fainting but pulling her back at the last second. She felt her toes curl and soon, felt wetness pooling in between her legs.

She groaned into Ben's mouth and arched her back so she could press her body closer to his, and that's when she felt it—his erection. And it thrilled her that the kiss was affecting him too.

Ben slowly pulled back from the kiss, his eyes glazed as he looked at her, chest heaving with his heavy breaths.

"Wow, Ben..." Rey whispered, struggling to find the words, "That was...that was..."

"I know," Ben whispered back, pressing his forehead against hers.

"All those times...we did what we did..." Rey said in between breaths, "...and you never kissed me. Why?"

Ben's answer was not immediate, but when he did, he gazed at her with what looked almost like agony. "Because kissing makes me feel too much."

Rey opened her mouth to ask him what he meant, but Ben never gave her the chance. His lips were on hers again, insistent and hungry as he moved his body over hers. It scared her at first, the memory of Poe looming over her still not leaving her thoughts, and she had to remind herself that this was not Poe, but Ben—big, strong, muscular Ben, who was now trailing kisses down the side of her neck.

"Are you still cold?" he mumbled.

"No." Rey shook her head.

"Good," he whispered into her skin before he sat up and pulled the covers off of them both, "because I'm going to take off your nightgown now...if that's okay."

Rey nodded, afraid to break the spell. She would have settled for a few kisses, but things were now heading beyond what she could have hoped for and she was desperate for it to continue.

With a few gentle tugs, Ben lifted her nightgown off of her, leaving her naked save for her panties.

Her first instinct was to cover herself, even though she could still remember how completely naked she had been in front of Ben only the night before, when he had helped her off her wet clothes. Her actions seemed to endear him however, making a smile light up on his face.

"No need to be shy with me, sweetheart." He held her wrists tenderly and uncrossed her arms from her chest, his eyes now transfixed on her breasts. "Beautiful."

"I'm sorry they're so small," she said in a small voice, looking away as she did.

"Don't be. They're perfect..." he cooed and leaned down to take one of her breasts into his mouth while kneading the other with his large hand. Rey bit her lip, embarrassed by the sounds coming out of her lips. "Don't hold yourself back, sweetheart. It's just us now."

That was enough to make Rey moan out loud, and she grabbed the sides of her pillow as Ben trailed a hand from her breast, down the flat of her stomach, and into her panties.

She hissed when she felt his fingers on her clit once more, circling and rubbing it until she could feel it throb. He stopped unexpectedly, and she watched as he moved between her legs, tracing the wet spot on her panties with a finger. She whimpered.

"I want to see you, Rey," he said softly, still rubbing the spot where her clit was. "I want to see all of you. May I?"

She wasn't sure what he meant, and it was only when she saw him hook his thumbs into the waistband of her panties that she understood. "B-Ben..."

"It's okay if you don't want to," he assured, and unhooked his thumbs from her underwear. "I don't want you to do anything you don't want to do."

That touched Rey more than she ever thought it could. She wanted to please him. Wanted so much for him to be happy that she slowly nodded her approval, and he once again gave her that smile which warmed her heart.

Gingerly, he took off her panties, sliding them down her legs and setting them aside. Rey squeezed her thighs together. She was completely naked in front of Ben, but unlike the night before, this wasn't borne out of necessity, and she felt herself blush furiously when Ben wouldn't stop staring at her special place.

"Such a beautiful pussy you have, Rey." Ben encouraged her legs to open up before he reached down to part her labia with his thumb and forefinger. "So pink and wet for me..."

"P-Pussy?" Rey repeated the word.

"Another word for your vagina," Ben explained patiently, his eyes still transfixed on her...pussy. "Another word is cunt."

Growing self-conscious from all his attention, Rey put her hands on her face, parting her fingers a little so she could still see him. "Don't look at it so much. It's embarrassing."

"Nothing to be embarrassed about, baby girl," Ben chuckled. "If it makes you feel better, I can get naked too."

"Wha—Ben? I—"

She couldn't even finish her sentence. Ben had been too quick to take off his pajamas, and before her sprang the first real penis she had ever seen in her entire life.

Monstrous was the word that came to mind as her eyes took it in—the mushroom-like head which was almost an angry purple, the veins which throbbed along its length. The pictures in her anatomy book didn't prepare her for such a sight, and she could do nothing but gape at it, gasping when she saw it twitch. It was so huge, how would it ever fit inside her?

"Rey?" Ben asked, concerned.

"Your penis is so big!" Rey exclaimed, sitting up a little and propping herself up with her hands. "I...I can't fit that inside me."

Ben almost laughed. He seemed very happy, and despite her initial fears of his penis, she was very pleased to see a constant smile on his face. "Call it a cock, sweetheart. And you flatter me, but we're not going to have sex."

All the tension left Rey's shoulders. "What are we going to do?"

"Just make each other feel good," Ben mumbled, then crawled on top of her to kiss her again, "And make you forget..."

Rey moaned into his mouth. She could feel the underside of his...cock...brushing against her clit, and she felt herself grow wetter. Her body wanted it, wanted to be filled up by him, to be full of him, but she was still too scared. Ben must've sensed it because he drew his cock away and planted soft, reassuring kisses down her throat and to her belly before he settled himself between her thighs. She could feel his hot breath on her pussy, and she looked down to stare at him questioningly. She was about to ask what he was going to do when he suddenly plunged his tongue between her pussy lips, fluttering it against her clit.

Rey threw her head back and almost shrieked. It was as if her whole spine was being electrified, and she arched her back, her hands grabbing Ben's head and clawing at his hair as he lapped up her juices.

"B-Ben...th-that's d-dirty down there!" she managed to breathe out between gasps, even as she didn't want him to stop. Oh God, it felt too good.

She felt rather than saw Ben smile, and he continued his attentions on her clit, sucking, kissing and licking until she was left weak-kneed. She felt him open his mouth wide to take all of her in, felt his lips moving over the entirety of her pussy and suckle it as though he were a man dying of a thirst that only she could quench.

Then, in one swift move, he slipped his tongue inside her.

Rey could only gasp. She had never had anything inside her pussy before, and she never imagined it would be Ben's tongue wriggling in there first. It far from filled up the emptiness inside of her, but it sent a thrill up and down her spine nonetheless, especially when he moved a thumb to toy with her clit while he continued to plunder her pussy with his tongue.

Ben's ministrations continued, and Rey's moans became shriller and shriller as she felt that pressure...that lovely pressure build up in her tummy, until she finally snapped and screamed, the sensations rolling around in waves, making her whole body seize before the last of the sensations faded away, and she was left breathing heavily on her mattress, legs splayed and with Ben still latched on to her.

With one last kiss to her still sensitive clit, Ben knelt between her legs and began furiously stroking the length of his cock. Rey watched in awe as the head seemed to grow darker in color, her eyes widening when Ben let out a shout, his cock spewing white, gooey liquid over her pussy, her stomach, her breasts.

Without thinking, she reached out and took some of the liquid in her fingers, moving it in front of her face so she could examine it. It smelled almost like bleach, but with a musk that was undeniably Ben.

As though he read the questions in her face, Ben said, "That, my dear, is semen, though it's usually just called cum."

"Semen?" Rey recalled the term from her anatomy book. She had a pretty good memory of that book's contents, and in a small voice, asked, "Did we just...make a baby?"

Ben smiled. He seemed to be doing that a lot more lately. "No, sweetheart. You only make a baby when you have actual sex. What we were doing was just making each other feel good, though it won't stop us from having an orgasm."

"Orgasm?" Rey questioned.

"My sweet innocent angel," Ben mumbled as he took his discarded pajama pants and began wiping the cum off her body. "It's when you reach the peak of sexual pleasure. You know that intense feeling you get after we do this, like there's an explosion within you? That's an orgasm."

Rey nodded in understanding. "You've taught me a lot today, Ben."

"Oh, sweetheart." Ben crawled to her side and kissed her on the lips again. "I still have a lot to teach you, if you'll let me."

"I'll let you," she said quickly, earning her another kiss from Ben.

"My baby girl...so eager..."

They stayed that way for a while, lazily kissing and touching each other until Ben stopped.

"I think it's time for breakfast. All this excitement has made me hungry," he declared and stood up from bed before leaning over to scoop her up in his arms like she weighed nothing. "But first, I think a nice warm bath is in order."

Rey giggled as Ben carried her to the bathroom. Bathing with Ben would be another first for her, and she began to wonder what else he would be able to teach her. It was all that filled her thoughts now—no more bad memories from Poe Dameron; just good ones from Ben Solo and all the other possibilities in store for them.

She could hardly wait.

A/N: For the next chapters, I will keep up the warning. Warning for Explicit Sexual Content and Consensual Underage Sexual Activities.
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars or any of its characters