Rey doesn't hear any more about plans or scheming or General Snoke, or even her Uncle Plutt after that. She does however find out that Ben's response to stress is rather unique. As the weather gets colder and the trails grow unsafe his morning runs become shorter and shorter. Rey quickly finds she doesn't mind when she wakes up to find him there, his arms around her like she's an oversized teddy bear. Ben makes her feel safe and wanted and all the good things being in a relationship is supposed to make you feel.
He's kind and attentive and seems to anticipate her needs before she even knows she has them. He's adoring in a way that should be suffocating but comes across more like a man struggling against restraint.
Her conversation with Hux still lingers in her mind. About Ben's deep affection, about his past, the part he doesn't talk about.
The… girls. It's not that she's jealous. Well maybe she is just a little bit but what bothers her more is how restrained he is around her. It's not as though his escapades outside his parent's house didn't spark something. Oh… it sparked something alright but it has all been far too one-sided. He mouthes and kisses and licks… good god does he lick her and is incredibly vocal about his intentions but he never lets it go passed her pleasure. He never seemed interested in taking it further. It was… nice at first. Then she realized he's using it as a type of stress relief too. Was that why he was holding back?
He whispers such wonderfully filthy things to her. He holds her tight and strokes her thigh while they lie in bed her body cocooned against his chest. He knows what he's doing too, edging her on with no more than his words before he pushes her to the brink of pleasure. It isn't as though he too isn't thoroughly enjoying the spectacle but when Rey finds herself coming down from the high of it all. When she rolls over and tries to give him a hand, he simply pulls her close and makes excuses. Sure, she's touched him, gentle strokes and heavy petting don't count though when Ben has his face buried regularly between her legs.
"What are you complaining about?" Jannah cries as she sits down with a cup of coffee at their staff room lunch table. Rey isn't sure how it really came up. Rose had made a comment about missing sex and Rey had made an off-handed remark in return. Next thing she knows she's sitting here talking to Jannah about her boyfriend's penchant for oral sex. "Girl you lucked out."
Rey can't help but laugh, sure it could be seen that way but there's a deep part of her who misses that feeling. Who wants to show him how good he makes her feel. The first time she'd made any attempt had been an utter debacle but Ben was kind enough to never bring it up. He'd made a comment in the beginning about never needing to feel she needed to be that person in order to keep him but that was all.
Carding her fingers through her hair Rey lets out an exasperated sigh, "Fuck, I can't believe I miss…"
"What? A cock in your mouth?" leave it to Jannah not to beat around the bush. Also leave it to Jannah to say that just as Amilyn walks into the room.
"Cock in who's mouth?" Their glamazon of a boss asks. She's in a tight fitted black lace number that creeps high along her neck and ends in capped sleeves. Her hair, still mauve surprisingly is swept off her shoulder in a low messy bun. Her eyes are wide with mischievous and gloriously curious intent. "Are we talking nice cock? Like one that deserves worshipping here or just your run of the mill dick because that can make a huge difference.
Of course it can. Of course Amilyn would need to weigh in and of course both she and Jannah are looking at her like she has some profound answer to give. "What?" Rey chirps uncomfortably as she plucks at her lunch Ben so kindly did up for her that morning. There are only a few cucumbers left, they aren't the french toast Ben had made for breakfast but they'd do for now.
"Yeah Rey, are we talking a nice cock or what?"
Sliding into a chair across from her Amilyn's eyes go wide, "Wait, are we talking about Ben?" she's far too giddy for any good to come of this. The room is just the three of them now, Astrid and Paige are on the desk and everyone else is with clients. "Oh I use to change his diapers, I don't know if I want to know… but… I kind of do." She sounds like a school girl sharing secrets on the playground. Her long arms folding across the dark chestnut of the table as she kicks off her shoes, "Is it wrong that I really want to know?"
"You'll be happy to know he's the prince of pussy eating," Jannah says with a giggle. She's chewing on something animatedly, a scone from the bakery down the street from a box of treats Amilyn had bought for everyone. She's positively giddy and Rey hates this amount of attention. She wants to crawl into her skin and hideaway. Why is this her life again? Working with women, of course this sort of thing comes up from time to time but Rey has never found herself in the center of this attention. She's usually the one offside with a chuckle, or pulling whoever is in the middle out of the fire but she's never felt quite like this before.
Like she wants to talk, but like she wants to keep it a secret. Poor Ben, he doesn't deserve to have all her coworkers, or his mother's best friend at the least staring at him with the knowledge that he…
"Ben?" Amilyn's eyes are wide, her grin so broad it takes up most of her face. She's leaning into the table with her palms spread wide, eyes bright and curious, "Shit… ok, little Ben Solo." Her voice trails off, "He does have a nice mouth. Good kisser?"
Rey can feel her cheeks redden as she shoves another cucumber into her mouth and actively avoids her boss's attention. Sure in some cases this might be considered workplace harassment but this is their dynamic and Amilyn Holdo took as good as she gave. There were countless mornings that she'd come in after a known tinder hook up or a blind date gone wrong and someone without fail would question her on it. She was shameless with her sharing too, but only so much as the person pushed. There was a respect of boundaries there that she never edged passed. She would never talk about her oral fixation with some of her more reserved employees. Not that there were many but Amilyn was good at reading a room.
"Please tell me he's at least proportional." Jannah presses.
"Jannah, Jesus he's huge," Amilyn quips, "Oh, well wouldn't that be disappointing though," she muses, sitting back and casting a glance at Jannah as if the dark-haired receptionist already knew the answer, "A man that large with…" pointing her finger out see scrunches it over as if to imply something small or unimpressive.
At that point Rey isn't sure whether or not it's worse to let them think Ben is ill-equipped or well equipped. Really she should know she's being baited. She should know better than to fall for their ploys but watching Jannah and Amilyn lean their heads together and discuss Ben's endowment leaves Rey a little flustered. "Very proportionate ok?" she cries, slamming her fists into the table.
Jannah laughs and claps her hands together, "Knew it!" with a quick glance at her watch she's scrambling to her feet and Rey has never been so happy to see her friend vacate a room, "Shit, I should go take care of those insurance issues before I send Paige off for her break. Can I use your office?"
Amilyn nods, "That's why I popped in, to tell you it's all yours. Mind the mag lamp in the corner, the wheels are busted, I need to send it back."
With a nod Jannah makes her leave, pausing at Rey's side for just a second with her hand on her shoulder, "All joking aside, I'm glad you found your prince." She grins before ducking off leaving Rey and Holdo alone to the silence.
After a moment or two Amilyn looks up at Rey, her eyes soft and sweet, her grin no longer lecherous, "Does he make you happy?" she asks quietly. When Rey nods, Amilyn's hand closes over her own, squeezing softly, "If someone had told me fifteen years ago that Benjamin Solo was going to end up snagging a girl like you. I would have laughed in their face. He was so lost Rey, so lost for so long. It's nice to see him smile again." before adding hastily, "And he got Leia's lips too so what a smile it is."
"He got her mouth too," Rey confesses. It's a well-known fact that when Leia is pissed she has a mouth like a sailor. Ben's anger is far more physical when he's upset but he's creative in other ways. Holdo doesn't need to know that though.
"He picking you up today?"
Rey nods as she begins packing away her things. She has three clients left before days end and then she was promised gourmet homemade mac and cheese. It's her reward for eating a healthy lunch. Truth be told she's still a little hungry, Ben is forever underestimating the amount of food needed to fuel her body in the run of the day. She leaves Amilyn staring at her nails muttering to herself about trying to get in for another manicure.
When she comes down from her last client Ben is standing in the lobby, his dark hair kissed by snowflakes. He must have just come in from outside. He's watching at a glass shelf with an assortment of different creams and lotions looking more than a little lost. From her perch at the desk Jannah is sitting, hand resting in her chin as she casually follows Ben with her eyes. There's a small flare of something that feels a little like jealousy that bubbles up before putting itself out. She's never really felt… possessive over another human being before but seeing her friend watch Ben like that. It was strange. Fleeting but strange.
Descending the staircase Ben turns to find her approaching. His look of pensive agitation melts into something better-resembling joy as she stops beside him, her arms tucked behind her back. "Need a new facial cream?" Rey teases, "You know I have a bunch of these at home right?"
"It's for mom," he tells her sullenly, "I can't remember which one she told me to pick up and there's… a lot to choose from."
"Oh, Jannah can help. Hey J, can you pull up Leia's last purchase and find out what facial wash and cleanser she usually gets?"
Jannah perks up from her position behind the desk, fingers diligently flying across the keys as she sets to work. Ben gives Rey a thankful grin as he pulls her close and kisses the top of her forehead, "Thanks, you just about ready to go? Snows picking up."
"You didn't take the Shelby in did you?" Ben grins sheepishly which means he most definitely did, "Ben," she groans, "You know mine is better in the snow."
"I love my girl though," he mocks a whine, "Come on, go get your stuff, I wanted to swing by Bormea on the way home."
Home… she loves it when he says that. Like it's not just her home but his too. How something so simple can bring so much joy is unfathomable but she never tires of hearing it. His hand is running down the length of her arm now. His fingertips cold and biting against her bare skin. The temperature must have dropped because Ben is never cold. When his fingers tug on hers, pulling her hand into his she melts a little into his touch with a grin. "Are we getting treats?" Rey asks sweetly which only makes Ben laugh. His mouth is broad and sweet and so… oh yes it's kissable.
They feel like the petals on a lily, not soft and easily damaged like a rose but firm and pliant. When he kisses her, she feels it into her toes, even the simplest graze of flesh has her singing. Like now, when he kisses her, it's nothing scandalous or devious or offensive. Couples do it all the time but when Ben does it, it feels like something out of a romance novel. Those men who are so broad their shirts are practically bursting off of them, their hair down and ready to be swept up in the wind… Not so unlike Ben. Although maybe not the hair. It has gotten a bit longer though, falling around his neck in a body of thick deep chestnut which she would think was unfair if she didn't love running her fingers through it.
She feels a little guilty leaving Ben at Jannah's mercy but once her things are scooped up and her winter coat has been pulled on she finds herself back at Ben's side. Jannah is asking him whether or not he'll be going to Finn's birthday party. He doesn't say much by way of response, still tight-lipped and uncomfortable around her friends. Jannah is sweet and understanding, she offers him a, "Can't wait to see you Friday night." as they leave and a flirtatious lick of her lips as Rey pushes Ben out the door. She hopes Ben didn't see but he's focused on his car, now covered in a thin layer of snow. Turns out Ben isn't the lover of winter that Rey is.
He grumbles about the cold even though he's always worm. He slips on the ice and growls as though the world has done something to curse him. He doesn't like snowball fights, he won't build a snowman with her and he adamantly refuses to go skating. It would be annoying if it wasn't for the sullen pout he adopts when she nails him with a snowball or the fact that he never begrudges her desire to go for a walk when the sky is filled with fat fluffy flakes. He makes a good show of it but deep down Rey is convinced she can make him see the joy of winter.
He's dusting off his car with the soft end of his scraped when Rey scoops up a mit full of snow and carefully packs it. Ben hasn't seen her, or if he has he's choosing to ignore her presence for the sake of snow removal. When she pelts the loose ball of snow in his direction, she's elated to see it catch its mark, hitting him square in the shoulder. She'd been aiming for his butt but her aim has never been the best.
The impact causes Ben to turn slowly, eyes wide and dark beneath the street lights, "Did you…"
"Yup." She knows she's grinning madly and Ben, he doesn't look impressed. Or maybe he is, it's hard to tell but there's a growl she recognizes the minute it escapes his throat. A grin that often signifies trouble of the best variety and Ben is throwing his scraper down beside the car. He doesn't make a snowball, no such things would be beneath a man like Ben, instead, he charges at her. She squeaks, when she sees him move, laughing as she uses trees and cement blocks to block his patch, ducking and weaving. His legs may be long but she's speedy and agile. It never fails though, Ben always wins. He has her around the middle in no time, hoisting her off her feet with a dark chuckle.
"Don't start fights you can't finish Rey," He purrs in her ear and for a minute she wonders if this isn't about to get slightly pornographic right here in the middle of the street. Ben has a certain proclivity for taking risks when it comes to his sexual endeavors and Rey can't lie. She kind of enjoys it. She really enjoys it truth be told. That's why it's a little shocking to feel the cold wet of melted snow drip down her very warm spine. Ben, with his big man hands somehow managed, without her notice at that, to scoop up a pile of snow and shove it down the back of her coat.
She shrieks and giggles and thrashes to get away but Ben holds her steady using the heat of his body to encourage the melting to happen faster. Rey is wiggling, and giggling so much that people walking down the sidewalk are gawking at her as she whimpers and groans.
All Ben does however is chuckle, his lips lining the shell of her ear, tongue dipping out to caress it just so before he softly says, "That ought to cool you down a bit." As though she's in need of tempering.
Petulantly she pushes her hips back into his closing the space between their bodies. Cold be damned and he knows she's got the upper hand when she grinds back against him. Her hands search behind her, pressed firmly against his thighs, kneading into his quads beneath the tough fabric of his jeans. She knows she's won when Ben stills, his arms wrapping around her in a hug more than a wrestle.
"Rey…" he warns and she can't help but smile. She's distracted him enough to free herself free. Groping for a handful of snow from one of the cement planters that line the sidewalks normally boasting a brilliant array of greenery. She's quick enough to manage a snowball, tossing it at Ben as she scampers back to the car. This time when it hit's its mark Ben looks less impressed. The ball wasn't tightly packed so it busts on impact but his hair and face are now dripping.
"Sorry!" she squeals and manages to slip into his car before Ben has a chance to retaliate. He's not happy when he finally slumps into the car. His forehead still dripping, snow still sprinkled in his hair. She likes him like this though, a little more vulnerable then he shows other people. "Do I still get a treat?" she says demurely as he starts the car.
His soft 'of course' is swallowed up by the sound of the engine as it purrs to life. Its that moment, that initial start that Rey kind of understands why Ben is so obsessed with the car. Still. She would have felt safer in her old Honda. Thankfully Ben has overcompensated with marvelous winter tires.
After a quick stop at Bormea, a gathering of goodies and an order placed for Finn's birthday cake. Rey and Ben find themselves back at home. Their home, because at this point Rey can't be convinced otherwise, settled warmly in their pajamas and ready for bed. Supper was amazing. Rey had helped by grating the cheese blocks that Ben had cut up for her but he had done the rest.
The mountain is always quiet this time of year. A picturesque landscape frozen in time. They're sitting in the sunroom in front of the fire. The backyard now bathed in moonlight as the vestiges of snowfall flutter through the air. Rey has herself tucked into Ben's side, her head on his chest as his fingers trace through her hair. Broad stroking motions that make her insides flutter and her heart feel calm.
"Winter might not be so bad up here… like this." Ben mutters almost to himself but it's enough to make Rey cry. Soft happy tears that she hides quickly. She won't tell him that when the snow squalls hit they might be storm stayed for days or that if (when) they happen to lose power it may be out for longer then he's prepared for. She doesn't tell him because she's sure he won't actually mind and for once she doesn't think she will either.
Finn's party is a lot. It's loud and busy and bright and fun. Everything Ben hates. Still, he's there and he's pleasant when people talk to him. Armitage it seems decided against bringing Gwen. A shit disturber he may be but cruel he is not. Armie would never do anything to intentionally hurt Rose and it's common knowledge that Rose and Finn are close. Not as close as Rey and Finn of course but close all the same.
The restaurant is surprisingly full, the tables pushed to the side where people can sit and eat and talk while servers in Bespin's Finest Uniforms man a buffet table and make sure that the liquor stores are stocked. Han and Leia's caterer it turns out is nothing short of a genius. Rey has never seen so many different types of foods. It's a veritable cornucopia of tests and flavors which Ben has been quietly hand feeding her since she pointed it out.
It's funny how a man like Ben can be so quiet and withdrawn in the company of others while so sweet and warm with her. She isn't even quite sure his parents have been allowed the warmth that Ben has bestowed upon Rey as if that part of him is reserved only for her. Armitage stays close by, He keeps a wide birth of Rose but Rey can see him watching her closely. Like when she goes for a second glass of champagne, or when one of the waiters starts flirting with her. Her face is bright and happy and the pain on Armie's is as obvious as the moon in the sky.
"Go tell her it was a mistake," Rey urges, Ben's arm wrapped around her hip as he takes a sip of his club soda. Armie is onto his fifth beer and going far too hard onto it for Rey's liking. Babysitting him was not on her agenda for the evening.
No, she had other things on her mind.
"I haven't changed my mind Kitten," He must be well on his way to feeling it because he wouldn't be talking so openly about this in public otherwise. "I can't procreate. Pasty ginger half Asians would be adorable I'm sure." he mocks bitterly, "But you know how it goes, being broken."
Oh no, please don't start this in front of Ben.
"You said yourself you don't want kids because of you know, we're irrevocably broken you and I. "
Yep… he's going to start this in front of Ben.
She knows she doesn't imagine the way Ben's arm tenses at her hip, nor does she imagine the way he shifts so he's looking at her just a little clearer. This is not a conversation she wants to be having this early in the relationship. But, maybe it's the perfect time or maybe Armitage is an asshole and has just thrown her under the baby bus like a prick because now he's walking away off to harass Finn and Poe.
Part of her knows she should go after him, Poe will likely eat him alive but Finn is laughing and Ben has her pinned against him and he's looking at her curiously. As though he's trying to read the label on the tag of her dress. A dress she wore specifically for him too.
"So…" She offers softly, this really isn't the place to be having this conversation and she hopes Ben knows this.
"Yeah. Well, uh, that was a thing," he offers, his tone a little more distant than she was expecting. Still he doesn't push or pry. It's there though, that thing left unsaid. That question of, what does it mean? Or was he serious? Or whatever it is Ben wants to ask because now it's eating Rey up inside.
In the background a mic screeches and Poe's voice is heard over the speaker, system. It's the one thing he was absolutely adamant about. Karaoke. For some reason or another it's his and Finn's thing. Now, Rey loves belting out a good power ballad in the car but she's not about to get up and sing in front of a group of her peers. That is not what she considers a good time. Finn however, Finn is laughing and clapping his hands offside as Poe takes the spotlight for a small toast or a speech or… could this be it?
"Hey friends," Poe calls in his friendly Poe way that makes everyone just sort of love him. Except for Ben. Ben still wants to punch him in his very Poe like nose. "Thanks to everyone who made it out tonight, It's… it's really amazing to see you all." He almost looks nervous if that weren't a very unPoe like thing to be but his hair is swept back off his face, almost curly at this length but definitely full of more body then Rey's hair has ever managed. He's wearing a crisp white button-down open at the neck with a handsome sports jacket and pant combination, of deep grey with lines of light grey and maroon running through it. It looks good on him, Rey would know, she helped him pick it out.
"Finn, you've been my partner and my best friend. You're the love of my life man and I just wanted you to have a party that was befitting of how I, and really all the rest of us fell about you. This is your night." No… not now then. "Also a huge thanks to Lando, Han and Leia for the setup and the food and drinks. You guys are… beyond. Without further ado friends, let's eat, drink and be fucking merry."
As Poe steps down Finn pulls him in tight. Rey's pretty sure at this point Finn may be crying. He's a bit of a sap when it comes to overtures of affection which really only makes her love him more. They share a moment while the guests mill about picking away at the food and talking amongst themselves in small groups. People intermingle and at one point Rey would have been right there in the middle of it riding the high of the music and dancing like a fool. That's not to say she won't get there but for now, she has a less than social boyfriend who she must attend to.
It's been about a month now, a month where Ben has been the center of her world and it's odd really to think of life without him now. He's sort of made space for himself in her life and has been since the moment they first met. It was subtle at first, the way he just fit himself in anywhere. Like his presence was something that could be molded to fit whatever she needed him to be. Soon that strange filling in of the cracks became something more of a glue holding it all together until he seemed to carve out a place for himself tucked off to the side where he wouldn't disturb anything else. He didn't change her, he didn't try to anyway but in a way he did. He made her warmer, gave her hope in a way no one has been able to do before. He became the little things in her life that built up into something beautiful and fragile and real.
"Why is there so much Frozen on there?" She hears him ask after a few songs. They aren't all Disney thankfully. Rose and Jannah had done something by Pink not long ago but Poe knew his partner too well.
"Frozen is Finn's favorite movie."
"No…" Ben chuckles into his glass of ice as he catches Rey's elbow to his chest.
"Don't knock it, buddy, have you seen it?" Ben simply shakes his head and Rey is filled with such rapturous joy that she can't help but giggle. "Ohhhh I know what we're doing tomorrow."
"Eating leftover cake for breakfast?" Ben offers.
"You mean I will be doing that, do you even eat cake?" Rey loves teasing him, even the slightest joke made on his behalf makes his ears pink and his lips purse in a way that almost looks childlike. It's adorable, made even more so by the fact that he's a towering six foot one million and built like a tree. A large and very snuggly, totally fuck-able tree.
"I don't like the icing." he tells her softly, "But I could warm up to the idea if I were licking it off your body." his breath on her ear is electric as his lips graze the outer shell softly. He promised he'd behave tonight, he'd promised and now, now he's breaking that promise and she honestly can't find it in her to care anymore. She loves it.
God, what is he doing to her?
As he backs away, seemingly content with his job he asks, "You going to get up and sing?" he knows she won't but he's asking anyway, his eyes glittering with mischief and delight.
Armie is talking to a couple of the mechanics from Falcon, waving his arms animatedly as Rose and Jannah stand off by the buffet watching. Jannah looks positively murderous while Rose just looks sad. Her bright face glittering beneath the twinkling lights seems to have lost its luster since her performance. Paige is trying to coax her out onto the makeshift dance floor but Rose seems firmly planted.
"Will you be ok on your own, can you maybe… make a friend? At the very least don't kill anyone?" Ben gives her a sardonic look as her hands slip from his. She's pulling away when he grabs her quickly and pulls her flush against his body. He's warm and soft and hard and wonderful beneath her hands as she presses them against his chest. Unsure of what might be expected of the men at this soirée Ben decided to go with a simple t-shirt and sports jacket combination which really suits him wonderfully. It makes it easier for him to blend in despite his obvious height and the fact that he practically glows beneath a black light. Rey had assured him there would be no black light.
His touch is sweet at first, broad palms rolling over her bare shoulders as she stands before him in no bra and thin straps that she knows are driving him crazy. It's nothing more than a simple slip dress that lays casually across her chest in a bolt of thick fabric but that combined with the completely open back that dips just a touch too far seems to have Ben a little flustered. The heat of his hands is like magic sweeping down over her hips and around her backside where they sit a little too casually. The fabric is light but not airy. It's silky and flows like water over her subtle curves accentuating the flare at her hips a little more then what she might usually wear. It's also merciless in regards to lines beneath so Rey has made the executive decision not to wear underwear. It's practical for so many reasons the best of which she's enjoying at this very moment.
"You're…"
"Nope." She says with a grin as she kisses him softly and then runs her finger softly down the angle of his nose.
When she pulls away, its with deliberate slowness, an extra sashay of her hips she might have embellished just a little. As she skips down the few steps that lead her away from Ben and towards her friends she knows his eyes are following her every move.
Jannah and Rose accept her company happily, a hand at her elbow, a shared exclamation of how gorgeous someone looks and Rose almost looks like she might be ready to smile. The karaoke machine has been put on hold for a minute as someone at a Mac set up nearby sets up a playlist that has Rey ready to move. When both she and Jannah take Rose by the hand there is little resistance from their friend as they pull her out into the throng of bodies already moving.
Someone, likely Jannah manages to wrangle up some shots of a dubious nature. But the friends knock them back with little haste and the sharp tang of straight vodka and vanilla hits her hard. Birthday cake shots apparently, as per Poe's request. Apparently he wanted everyone thoroughly inebriated because there are serves now weaving through the crowd with trays of these shots offering them up to whoever will take them. Finn and Poe seem to have found themselves a small slice of paradise as they jump and dance together. Finn's mock imitation of a pop and lock robot is… amusing but nothing beats the strange way that Poe manages to move his feet as though he's sliding across the floor on ice. Neither of them are great dancers necessarily but they aren't bad either. Really it's more about the joy on their face as they join fingers and preform their own facsimile of a two-man wave.
Han and Leia are around somewhere with Lando, Rey was sure she'd seen them at some point but that was early on and while young a heart this likely wasn't their crowd. Lando's office was somewhere to the back beyond the kitchen and she was sure Ben had told her something about Lando and Han sneaking out back to enjoy a cigar or two while Leia sipped on her wine in peace.
Bodies moved and it was hard not to get swept up in it. They go from swaying shoulders to jumping around with their arms in the air. Bent forward shaking their faces at one another as they belt out whatever song happens to be playing. At one point Rey has her dress hiked up a few inches as she grinds her body back against Rose's. It's nice to let go, to feel the thrum of the beat as it vibrates in her chest. Ben is right where she left her, his eyes dark and unwavering as he takes it all in. Armie has joined him now and the pair watch in idle fascination. They seem to talk very little but Ben smiles as Armitage crosses his arms to his chest and they just sort of exist with one another. Rey can't help but wonder if that's why they've managed to stay friends. A quiet understanding of one another limitations.
Funny then that Ben would find himself dating Rey of all people who has decidedly made it her mission in life to shake him out of his comfort zone.
"Hows the Prince?" Jannah calls over the music into Rey's ear as they dance.
Rose is swinging her arms around above her head and then in front of her body as she leans back trying to catch the conversation, "Did you call him a prince?" she asks skeptically her eyes following Jannah's until they sit on Ben who unfortunately is still paired with Armitage at this very moment.
"Oh Rey hasn't told you? Ben eats Pussy like it's his only life goal."
"Jannah!" Rose clips their friend as Rey shifts into the song. She can't find it in her to care really anymore. If they have to tease her about something let it be the fact that her boyfriend really enjoys performing oral sex. It's her gain in the end. Maybe if he had a mullet or never bathed sure but not that. Never that.
Instead she lets her shoulders sway, her head swing from side to side and her hips whirl in a circle like she's some wannabe Shakira. You don't need to be good at dancing to enjoy it and that's all she wants to do, enjoy it. She wants to enjoy her friends, enjoy the eyes of a very attractive man as they drink her in. She wants to enjoy the love Poe and Finn have for one another and the good food and the music. She wants to enjoy her life because goddammit she deserves just a little bit of that right now.
So she does.
This is a two-parter, apparently, I fluffed it up a little too much by adding their snowball fight but with everything else I want to add for the party it just makes sense to split it. Also it means that I can get this up sooner so yay! There's a weeee bit of smut in the next part and then the proposal which I'm sooooo pumped for. Hope you enjoy this little bit of love darlings. xoxo
