Rey didn't know it was possible to want anything as much as she wanted Ben. She was completely consumed by him as he kissed her in ways she didn't know existed, touching her in places only she had touched.
Heat radiated throughout her body, coupled with his, like fire and ice. At last, he was hers to explore, and she his. His dark form stood in front of her, dimly lit by the glow of the fire, his hands and mouth covering her.
Rey was shocked at how natural it felt to touch him and how unafraid she was. Just like the force, she did what felt natural, reaching out and following her basic instincts.
And she followed Ben's lead through their bond, mirroring his movements and caresses.
Ben's hands scraped against the table as he slipped them under her bottom and lifted her up into his arms with one swift movement. She let out a playful yelp of surprise, giggling and smiling against his mouth. He never stopped kissing her as he turned and kicked his feet out beneath him, feeling for the bed.
Rey let out a huff of air as Ben tumbled her down onto the bed. It was small, yes, but enough room for the both of them if they remained close.
No problem.
Ben followed her, keeping her mouth bound to his in a deep kiss. He maneuvered his long body over her, each of his forearms on either side of her head to support his weight.
Her stomach dropped as she felt him laying over her. This, like everything else he was doing to her, was a new and welcomed experience. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled his hips to meet hers. They groaned simultaneously against each other as he pressed his hips into her. Her nails dug into his shoulders, squeezing him closer to her and his long hair tickled her skin as it framed her face.
She broke from the kiss, coming up for air as she gasped against his neck. The force was alive with heat, pleasure, and warmth as it danced through them in a celebration of love, harmony, and balance.
Ben was breathing heavy too and he returned to kissing down her neck as she closed her eyes and breathed, relishing in the feeling of his soft lips against her, making her skin tingle.
Poor 3-PO was laying outside the hut, shut down for the night. Rey knew he would be OK and would forgive them come morning. Plus, she was secretly thankful Ben had silenced the droid and just as quickly returned his attention to her. She wasn't ready to let this end.
Rey let out a soft laugh and she let her hands tangle through Ben's hair. "You shouldn't have done that."
"Mmmm..." Ben didn't stop as he kept kissing her neck, trailing lower to her chest, "He shouldn't have interrupted." He tugged eagerly at the fabric around her collarbone as he spoke against her skin, "I'm busy."
Rey let out a sigh of defeat and let her head relax against the pillow. Ben reached up with his other hand and ran it through her hair.
Then, Ben's hands moved quickly from her face to her shoulders to her waist. He gripped her waist, squeezing around the wrapping and leather belt she wore, and trailed his hands upwards. Rey gasped as his hands moved over the curves of her breasts. She had never been touched like this before and he left a path of fire everywhere he touched.
Rey squeezed her hands into fists in his hair and grit her teeth.
The blood was rushing away from her limbs and gathering in her core. She felt her hands and feet slowly tingle with numbness as her pleasure mounted.
Ben was still on her neck, so she slid her hands under his shirt and felt the warm skin of his back. She moved her hands further upwards, digging her fingertips gently into his warm flesh, basking in the way he felt beneath her hands.
Ben pulled away from her suddenly and sat up between her legs. She frowned at him for leaving her, his dark hair a tangled mess around his pale face in the dim light. He reached his hands down towards the tail of his shirt and removed it over his head in one swift movement.
Rey's eyes bulged slightly at the mass of a man above her.
Breathe, Rey. Breathe.
She blinked up at him, forcing her eyes to adjust to the growing darkness, as he tossed his shirt to the floor. Her hands floated up to his tight stomach, as if drawn to him like a magnet. She began to trace over his perfect skin, free of all scars that had previously riddled his body as Kylo Ren. She moved up to his chest, his shoulders, his arms, all thickly wrapped in bands of muscle from years of training.
"You're beautiful..." Rey whispered, barely audible.
Ben looked down at her, his expression only half visible in the light. His eyes sparkled and his mouth and eyebrows quivered slightly. He was a man of few words, but he spoke volumes through the microscopic movements in his face.
A soft smile began to pull at the sides of his mouth and he took her hands gently from his chest, grasping them in his much larger ones. He tilted his head down, keeping his eyes on her as he brought her hands to his mouth, kissing them softly with his full lips.
Rey gripped his hands, using them to tug herself up. He pulled her the rest of the way, and she shifted back so she was seated close in front of him, her legs still dangled over his thighs.
Her hands continued up his bare neck to the sides of his face. Ben tilted his head down and met his forehead to hers.
"Beautiful." He repeated as he chuckled softly against her. "And you..." Ben took her head in both his hands, craning her face to his and capturing her gaze, shaking his head slightly. "You are everything, Rey."
His eyes sparkled intensely down at her. She silently moved a hand to the center of his chest, feeling his heartbeat impossibly in sync with her own.
"Rey. You saved me in every possible way that a person can be saved. You are inside every tissue of my being." He ran a thumb over her cheek, "And we are made of the same soul."
She knew he spoke in a metaphor, but she wondered if it was true. Their coming together was like the most beautiful form of poetry, and she couldn't figure out any other way to explain it.
She leaned forward, kissing his chest as she made her way up to his neck. She tasted his skin with her tongue as his chest heaved and his head tilted back slightly in response as she worked.
Rey kissed the cords of muscle around his neck, pausing at the side of his ear and gripping his thick hair in her hand. She spoke slowly and carefully, "Ben. I am yours and you are mine, forever."
It was a promise and a confession - a sweet confirmation of what was already written in the force. Love.
Damn what the stars say...dyad or no dyad, I am his and he is mine.
She pulled her face away to explore his eyes. They were closed, two tears slowly trailing down his cheeks, his mouth a tight line, quivering slightly. She wiped them away with her thumbs and he opened his glistening eyes to meet hers. He breathed through full, parted lips and smiled down at her, nodding once.
Rey grinned, biting her lip. She placed her hands behind Ben's neck and pulled him back down on top of her. He crashed down onto her with a grunt, kissing her fervently.
They started to move fast now, hasty and impatient. Rey put her hands on his chest and pushed. He broke the kiss, looking surprised at first, then quickly followed her lead as she pushed him over to his side. She flipped her body quickly on top of him until he lay in her place on his back, his hands on her hips as she straddled him.
She kissed him deeply once more, then slowly lifted herself up to sit on top of him. His chest heaved beneath her as her hands traced over his chest then to his stomach. Her heart fluttered as she felt the small strip of hair under his belly button.
Rey's hands eventually landed on her leather utility belt, shaky as she fumbled with the metal locking. The belt unhitched with a click and, with her lightsaber and blaster attached, she tossed it to the floor with a thud.
Ben tugged gently on the end of her white wrappings, unraveling it from her body and letting it float to the floor. She reached behind her, keeping her eyes on him and slowly removed her boots from her feet.
She felt Ben's legs squirm underneath her as he struggled to kick off his boots. They laughed in unison as she lifted her hips up and reached further back, helping him the rest of the way, then throwing the boots to the ground.
He sat up suddenly, snaking an arm fully around her waist and finding her mouth again. She grasped the sides of his face, exploring his mouth with her tongue. Rey was impatient as she pulled away from him, grasping the end of her tunic and ripping it over her head.
Rey could feel her half-wet hair tickle down her bare back. Ben grasped her hips as she tossed her tunic to the ground, a pile of their clothes now forming beneath them. He leaned back, and her stomach twisted nervously as he admired her naked-ness. He groaned slightly, his jaw grinding together, and he dug his hands hard into her hips at the sight of her body. She felt the force expand and contract around them, and felt him in between her legs. It made her shiver with pleasure.
Despite being so vulnerable, and having never shown another being these parts of her, she had never felt more comfortable, more safe, than she had at that moment with Ben.
His eyes floated from her breasts to her neck to her face. He grasped her cheek with his hand, tangling his fingertips in her hair.
"You are beautiful, Rey. So..." he shook his head slightly in wonder as he gazed at her "...beautiful."
He kissed her softly, lifting her up and twisting her so she was on her back again, her legs still wrapped tightly around his hips. He kissed her cheek, her neck, and trailed down to her chest, her hands tangling in his beautiful black hair. She shivered and breathed heavily as he caressed her breasts, trailing his tongue over them and down to her stomach, lower, lower...
Eventually, he reached her hips and kissed her there, trailing his finger tips slowly under the band her pants. He tugged slightly, looking up at her through furrowed eyebrows, questioning. She looked down and nodded, bowing her hips upwards into him. He pulled off her bottoms quickly, tugging them down to her ankles and she kicked off the rest.
Now she lay there fully exposed, fully naked before him. She had never felt more alive, all of her nerves tingling with crackling electricity. Their bond had never felt so on fire.
He gaped at her, running his hands up her bare thighs, her hips, back up her stomach. He met her mouth again as she reached down and eagerly tugged at the buttons of his pants. She frowned against him as she struggled to undo the fastening, and he chuckled against her, reaching down to finish the job.
She helped him slide off his pants, over his bare bottom. He fiercely kicked them off with a grunt, throwing them onto the floor to add to their garment mountain. Now, they were both completely naked, limbs tangled together in a beautiful, harmonious web.
Rey shivered slightly, suddenly nervous. Ben slowed, kissing her chest, her neck, caressing her face in his hands. Bravely, she wrapped her legs around his hips again, feeling him against the most private parts of her, but it wasn't enough. She still wanted more, needed more. She needed to feel all of him, needed him to be a physical part of her.
"I need you," she helplessly pleaded in his ear.
Ben pulled back to look her in the eyes, his hair tickling her cheek. She stared up at him, a mess of black hair, pale skin, and glittering eyes from the dying fire in the small hut.
He touched her cheek again, running a thumb over her lower lip.
His voice was low and dark in the small space, "Rey..." she shivered at the way her name escaped his lips, "You know this...but I love you. Unconditionally and uncontrollably...and it will never end, even after the galaxy is no more." He shook his head slightly, keeping his eyes locked on hers.
Rey tasted metal in her mouth as adrenaline coursed through her. Her heart danced wildly in her chest, raw happiness flooding through every nerve ending in her body. Then, she felt a hot pressure rise between her hips as he gently pushed himself inside her.
Rey woke to the early morning suns beaming through the small window of the hut. She blinked away the light piercing her eyes, groaning slightly and shifting in the bed.
She was on the very edge of the small mattress, one arm hanging off the side. She moved her body slowly, feeling her stiff muscles come to life beneath her skin.
She was keenly aware of a mass of warmth tucked behind her, and a dull soreness between her legs. She smiled to herself, sighing and clenching her legs together as memories of last night flooded her mind. Her lips were slightly swollen and hips a bit sore, all beautiful reminders of what they had done the previous evening.
Thank Force it wasn't all a dream...
Rey felt Ben's arm curl tighter around her bare waist in his sleep, locking her in place while his body molded to her form. His face was nuzzled in her hair and his breath was peaceful and rhythmic as he dreamed. She was completely at home there in the small hut with his entire body engulfed around her.
Ben was a gentle but intense lover. She had always known him to be a fiery, short tempered, and intimidating man, always executing everything with maximum effort and fervor. He was the same when he made love to her, though tender and attentive as he floated over her body.
She harkened back, reliving flashes of the evening in her head. It was the most perfect night of her existence as their bodies had moved together as one, forming a whole like puzzle pieces. The sensations were almost overwhelming, two-fold as their pleasures coupled through the force.
They communicated their needs through their bond, matching pace and rhythm as they shifted and moved. When he had first entered her, she wasn't sure she could feel more full and complete. Her nails had dug into his back as he moved over her, his breath quickening against her neck.
She had mirrored his intensity at one point, taking control and forcing him over onto his back. She had interlaced her fingers in his as he helped her move on top of him, her hips meeting his in a perfect rhythm.
Ben suddenly rustled behind her, interrupting her day dream. He tightened his grip on her waist, moving his mouth to her ear, "Your thoughts are disturbing my dreams." His voice was deep and thick with sleep.
She grinned wickedly, turning over under his arm to face him. "Mmmm...terribly sorry." She mumbled, sarcastically.
His eyes were half open, hair disheveled around his face and splayed out on the pillow. His full lips were pouted in a lazy smile.
He pulled her in closer as she turned, planting his lips on her forehead. She tangled her feet in his under the wool blanket they shared. She began to hear the Porgs caw and the Lanai stir about outside as the suns continued to rise.
She sighed, then spoke against his chest, "We should get up. Need to reactivate 3-PO, if he hasn't been picked up by the villagers for scrap."
Ben grunted but didn't move. He pushed his hips against hers and she inhaled sharply when she felt him fully aroused against her stomach.
She closed her eyes, gritting her teeth.
Focus, Rey. You can't stay in bed all day.
"Sure we can," Ben replied, sensing her thoughts through their bond.
She smiled against his chest, moving her face up to his neck to kiss him there. "3-PO said he had something important to tell us. We should see what it is, it might be a message from the others." She moved, pulling away from him.
He locked his arm in place like a brick wall, pulling her back to him. "I haven't had enough of you, yet." His voice was dark and seductive as he spoke.
She laughed as he rolled over onto his back, pulling her on top of him.
"So, there's a limit?" She teased, framing his face with her hands and toying with strands of his black hair.
He chuckled and his eyes flashed, "I told you last night it will never end." He pulled her face to his, kissing her.
She kissed him deeply and waited until she sensed he was completely distracted with the fog of arousal. Then, she sprang off him and danced away from the bed before he had a chance to snatch her back.
He frowned in her direction and she grinned over her shoulder. His arm was out stretched after her, then it fell to the bed when he realized he'd lost. He buried his face in the pillow and let out a groan of frustration. She began to slip on her clothes they had deposited on the floor and she smirked down at his perfect, bare back.
He huffed and rolled over onto his back. "Fine." He said, then stood briskly, throwing the wool blanket aside.
She peaked up at his naked form as she fastened her belt to her waist. She took in every inch of his body, committing it to memory. She blushed as she eyed him there, and tried to suppress her growing arousal in response.
Ben dressed quickly, hopping around the hut as he pulled on his boots, still his old First Order grade ones.
Rey cracked open the door, 3-PO laying just outside the hut, the light from his eyes completely gone. She bent down, reaching behind him to flip his main control switch. A small wave of relief flooded her chest as he came back to life, looking around in mumbled confusion.
"Oh! Dear me, what happened?!"
She helped the droid back to his feet. "Sorry about that 3-PO. Your cerebral unit must have shorted and...we decided to wait until morning to fix it."
She glanced at Ben, who nodded and crossed his arms over his chest, impressed with her little white lie.
"Ah! All the more reason to get back to Chandrila so I can get a fresh tune up."
"Wha-what? Get back to Chandrila?" Rey peered at the droid.
"Yes, Miss Rey. That was what I was coming to tell you last night. Master Finn and Master Dameron have requested your audience on Chandrila. They have an important matter to discuss, but would rather speak in person, I'm afraid."
Rey crossed her arms, inhaling deeply and nodding slowly, shifting back on her heels. She knew this day was coming, where they would eventually have to leave Ahch-To and return back to the rest of the galaxy.
"And they know Ben is still with me, yes?" She looked up at the droid as she squinted through the morning sunlight.
"Well, yes Miss Rey, they mentioned that you might be bringing Master Skywalker along."
"Solo. It's Solo." Ben corrected, curtly.
"Ah, yes sir, my apologies." The droid nodded politely to Ben.
Rey sighed again, then looked to Ben. They held each other's gaze for a long moment, questioning, wondering...
Ben moved then, uncrossing his arms and tossing them to his sides nonchalantly, "Well, Chandrila it is."
