*Last time on WO: Rey is sassy and a badass, sticking up for Ben to their classmates. And they see each other in the shower through the bond. They are both afraid the other is upset. *

"Stars," Ben said, frustrated. He didn't know how much Rey saw, if she was horrified, or mad at him for seeing her in the shower. This was the first time he could remember resenting the bond. They'd never appeared to each other like that before- if you don't count the dream, and he didn't. The bond usually only shared emotions and sometimes thoughts. He probed a bit just to see what her emotions were like, only to find a shield up on her end. They'd been open pretty much constantly since the mix up that he was in love with Dameron of all people, and he worried even more.

He hastily dried off and got dressed. He wanted to get things out in the open so he would know how upset she was and figure out how to make it right. He wound his way through the halls to the med ward, and vowed that Rey needed to move to a normal room. He wasn't sure why this hadn't occurred to any of them, she didn't need medical support anymore. But that was a thought for another time. He knocked softly on the door, trying to probe the bond for a response. He got none but the door opened all the same. He sat on the foot of her bed, and they stared at each other for a beat.

"I'm sorry," they blurted out at the same time.

"I didn't mean to appear there and I tried not to look," Ben said in the silence after their dual apology. "And what are you sorry for? It's my fault. I just appeared there, but I should have told you. I did see your body but I didn't mean to. Not that I don't want to see you, but I want it to be when, and only when, you are ready." Ben knew he was rambling a bit and felt a twinge of sympathy for Jianyang.

"Wait. You were here too? But I'm the one who saw you. You were, uh well, touching yourself. And I know I shouldn't have, but I was fascinated. That's no excuse though. When you saw me, I thought you were mad and disappointed," Rey said, staring at a crack in the bedside table.

"So, you're not mad at me? For what I saw?" Ben asked, watching her face for a reaction since the bond was closed.

"No, I don't mind you looking at my body as long as you like what you see. You aren't mad at me? I know what you were doing was private."

"No, I'm not. My body is yours, you know. I was just… well, I'd just seen you and it's been a while. And I know I probably shouldn't be thinking of you…"

"Well, you better not be thinking of anyone but me," Rey answered, surprising Ben. He'd never really thought about it that way. Before Rey it had been the vague idea of someone who accepted him, but ever since the bond, it had been Rey, and only Rey.

Ben grinned at her as Rey closed the space between them. "So, it was nice? Thinking of me like that? With your hand there?" Rey asked, nuzzling into his neck.

"Stars, yes. I... care for you so much... and then with the vision of your body, I… Yes, it felt very good." Ben was only half embarrassed that the time she witnessed something like that, he didn't last long at all.

"So, what happened at the end?" Rey said, between kisses planted on his neck.

Kriff. I should have known that the talk we had before didn't answer all of her questions. He needed to find a book on this or something. Although he doubted the Jedi texts would ever have any how to's or all about sex sections. "It's the peak of pleasure. It's called an orgasm."

Rey considered this for a minute. "But what does the liquid spurts have to do with anything?"

Ben choked a little on his spit. He was suddenly grateful that Han decided he needed to know these things even before he was a teenager. "That is how you would get pregnant Rey. If that happened while I was inside you."

"Inside?..." Rey exclaimed. "Oh, okay. We fit together. I guess that is sex? I've heard people talk about that a lot. I knew, sort of, but now it makes sense. Wait, can I do that too?"

Where was force lightning when I needed it? I think that this is my punishment for all the people I hurt. Ben always explected to talk about sex when he met the right person, but not quite like this. "Um, which part? And yes, sex is a man and a woman fitting together intimately."

"The peak of pleasure part. The orgasm?" Rey asked, curiosity lighting up her eyes.

"Yes. I don't know if it works the same way, but I know that women can feel lots of pleasure and a release as well. I guess you've never felt that?"

"No," Rey muttered. "It only sort of felt good. Do you think… Do you mind… Could you help me?"

Ben swallowed thickly. "Are you sure?"

"Yes. I don't think that I'm ready for the sex part. But you can feel that way from your hands, right? So, I should be able to as well."

Ben pulled her close and peppered kisses from her ears, down her jaw, along her pulse point. "Yes. Will you promise to tell me if you don't like it? Or if it hurts? Or even if you change your mind."

Rey gasped at his mouth's attention and nodded. Ben pulled away, and she grabbed at him, not wanting him to stop. "I need you to say it, Rey," he said seriously.

"Yes, Ben. I will stop you if I need you to," Rey wasn't sure why he was making such a big deal out of it until she remembered the disgusting man who took a kiss from her without her consent and probably would have taken more, she realizes now, if she wouldn't have smashed his face.

He returned to kissing her, and she smiled. Her hand creeped into his hair and pulled him even closer. She loved his tongue, she decided. He must train it too, she thought a little hysterically in the back of her mind. A jolt of heat settled in her low abdomen. And now she understood more that this could build and turn into more.

He flipped her onto her back, breaking their kiss and searching Rey's face. He trailed his hand down her face and neck, a now familiar path. But he didn't stop there. He kept tracing across her collarbone, then down, skimming over the side of her breast. Rey gasped, and Ben's eyes snapped from watching his hand's exploration to her face. She had a small smile on her face, and he could feel only pleasure and happiness through the bond. He slowly moved his hand from where her breast met her side and to cover it completely. His palm was full and Rey's eyes were shut and she was biting her bottom lip. He brushed his middle finger over the peak and her eyes jolted open and she stiffened a bit.

"Too much?" Ben asked, moving his hand from her breast to rest on her stomach.

"No, that was good. Really good," she answered. But she still sat up and Ben withdrew his hand, determined to help her the next time she asked. She surprised him by undoing her belt, peeling off her outer and inner tunics then throwing them to the side. She sat before him in just her breast wrappings and blushed. "Too many layers," she said, shrugging.

Ben's hands traced the bands and asked shyly "Any reason you left these on?"

"Not in particular. Just didn't want to deal with them I guess," Rey mumbled, leaning over to take his lips in hers. "Do you want… to take them off?"

Ben nodded, broke off their kiss and searched for the end of the wrap. Rey lifted her arms, and watched as he unraveled the bands, eyes widening when she was fully exposed to the air. She covered herself as she lowered her arms, catching a glimpse of the ugly scars that stretched from her neck to the place between her breasts. Ben gently took her hands and lowered her back to the bed. He placed a single kiss to her lips, and then traced with his tongue and lips from the top of her scar to the bottom, cupping one breast in his hands and supporting his weight with the other. "You're beautiful Rey, don't hide from me," he murmured, then trailed his mouth up to lick and suck on the peak. She gasped again, the sensation like a lighting bolt between her legs. She rubbed her thighs together and pressed his head into her lightly.

"Please, Ben," she pleaded, even though she wasn't sure exactly what she was asking for. He sucked a little harder, twirling his tongue around her peak. He wasn't exactly sure what he was doing, but he was monitoring the bond for her reaction. He'd seen a few holovids, and even though he didn't like them because he wasn't always sure the women were on there willingly, but it did give him direction and a few things he might not have done like flicking his tongue lightly, which did give her a surge of pleasure. He was almost painfully hard against her thigh, but he resisted pushing into it for some friction, trying to keep her pleasure the top priority. He shifted to the side, and let one hand wander to the top of her pants, examining the bond for any sign of hesitation or discomfort. He fumbled with the fastenings one handed and then admitted defeat, removed the other from her breast. Once they were opened, he once again began a slow descent down her stomach and lightly under the waist of her pants.

Rey's breathing had been accelerating the more he explored and she thought that she might just stop altogether before she got to experience that peak of pleasure. Touching any part of her body hadn't ever felt like this. She felt like she was on fire, and there was a strange slickness between her legs. She almost stopped to ask him about it, but then remembered that there were fluids involved with his too, even though his happened at the end. She also didn't want him to stop, even if she didn't know exactly what was going on, and what they were chasing. She did on a logical level but not on the physical.

Ben closed his eyes and focused after he watched his hand disappear under her pants, and encountered her soft curls, and no undergarments. He hesitated, this time for himself because he felt eagerness and desire from the bond. His fingers danced lower and when he made contact with the wetness between her legs, he nearly came himself. He wasn't sure what he was doing but he explored her gently, watching and feeling for what brought her pleasure. There was one spot that had her tensing every time he ran his fingers over it. It was a little bump and he focused on it. He experimented with how to move his hands, and figured out what she liked from the small hums and small surges of enhanced pleasure through the bond.

Ben found a spot, one that she'd never really tried to touch and it had Rey taking shallow breaths. Something was building, a chord inside her that seemed to be attached to that place that Ben rubbed. She felt tension and his fingers became wetter, but she was too far gone to care. She felt like a wave was washing over her until suddenly that tension snapped. She felt boneless and groaned out Ben's name.

Ben met her eyes and found a peaceful, enraptured look on his face, one that he wanted to remember forever. He removed his fingers slowly. "Was that? Did you? Uh, did I do okay? I mean, did that feel good?" Ben was nearly certain she'd orgasmed, he'd felt the tightening and release of her muscles and the rush of warmth.

Rey gave him mercy and whispered, "Perfect, Ben. It felt perfect." She pulled his face that had been resting on her breast up to hers and placed a kiss to his lips. Then she nestled into his chest, her bare one pressed against him and promptly fell asleep.

Ben smiled, proud of himself for giving her that pleasure, and when his excitement cooled a bit, he followed her right to sleep.

**AN: Whew. Anyone else hot? On another note, I never truly considered-until writing this and searching for Jedi clothes online-just how much they wore, and conversely would have to take off. I read SW fanfic, but I guess I just didn't register.**