*Last time on WO: Rey gots her cycle and Ben explained.

Ben woke up to Rey kissing his neck, and he shivered. He didn't even try to hide his hardness. She knew what it was, why, and what happened. She had one leg between his and was draped across his chest and her weight was comforting. He sat part of the way up, and pulled her to straddle his lap. He strained to kiss her and moaned when she pressed down on him. This was an added bonus, but in his sleep addled brain, he wasn't sure what his goal had been. He couldn't help but thrust up a bit as he surveyed her still bare chest. He took a palmful and gauged her reaction. She closed her eyes and her head fell back a bit. She was warm between her legs, and Ben tried to make himself be still, to see what she would do.

He circled her peak and she rolled her hips, moaning as she did. "Is this okay?" she asked, bracing her hands on his chest.

"More than okay," Ben answered, his voice low and gravely.

Rey did it again, then settled in a rhythm. Ben felt the coiling and heat and his stomach and he tried to calm himself, but he thrust up against her, and came in his underwear.

"Ben? Rey?" Han said, opening the door. He took one look at his son below Rey, her chest bare, and turned around, bumping right into Leia.

"What are you doing?" She asked, stepping around him with Luke on her heels. They too got an eyeful. "Oh. I guess we should have knocked," she said weakly.

Ben threw the blanket around Rey's shoulders and flopped his head on the pillow. Rey was frozen, her eyes wide. "Geez, Mom. Do you mind? He said, annoyance coloring his tone.

"Oh, right! We'll just go. See you at breakfast. Luke may have found something," Leia said, pushing Luke the rest of the way out of the room before shutting the door a bit harder than strictly necessary.

"How long do you think that has been going on?" Leia said, a bit of panic in her voice. "Do you think Rey understands? Oh, do you think they're having sex? Or being safe if they are?"

Han chuckled, smiling proudly. He knew that Ben was always awkward with girls, and the ones at the academy were rude and further undermined his confidence. He seems to be doing just fine. He took off his outer robe and hung it on the door, just in case. He remembered being young and inexperienced. "I think Rey understands pretty well," Han said, his smile growing.

Leia punched his shoulder and he tried to temper his smile. "This isn't funny. Don't you think that they are young for this? And why are you getting undressed, you nerfherder. I want nothing to do with that right now. I could have gone the rest of my life without seeing that." Han raised his eyebrow, waiting for her to connect the dots. "Oh. Well, how considerate of you," she said sarcastically.

"Would you rather he march across campus doing the march of shame?" Han retorted

Luke cleared his throat before they got into a screaming match. "I know that the code discourages attachment and love, but Leia, they have been sharing a bed. I'm just surprised we haven't walked in on something before now. Now, shall we go… do something else before breakfast?"

"At least it was Rey half undressed. It could have been your grown son," Han said, chuckling again.

"Han?" Leai said, venom laced in her voice. "If you ever want me to be even half undressed again-shut up."

"Shutting up now," he said, mimicking zipping his mouth shut.

Once the door closed, Rey couldn't decide if she was too humiliated to continue. It had felt so good. "Do you think they are coming back?" she whispered.

"No," Ben opened his eyes to meet hers. "At least they better not. Why?"

"Well, I liked that. Do we have to stop?" Rey asked.

"Um, I can touch you, but it might not feel quite the same now," he said. Would this humiliation ever end today? Rey really would be the end of him. Or at least his dignity.

"Why?" Rey said, curious.

'Stars. Kriff it all to hell.' He cursed.

Ben rolled her to the side and let one of his hands tease her breast, and trailing his other to the waistband of her pants. Maybe he could distract her. He reached her center, and experimented by sliding one finger inside. She was so tight and wet, he thought that maybe he would be hard again, after all. She groaned and rolled her hips. He felt a surge of pleasure through the bond, and he smiled. He thrust in and out, pressing the heel of his hand against the spot on the outside she seemed to really enjoy last night. Rey had been so worked up from earlier, it was only a few more slides of his finger, with the counterpressure above before her whole body shook a bit and she called out his name. She sat up and smiled hugely at him. She said sheepishly as she stood. "I guess I should get cleaned up. They'll be waiting. Oh and Ben? Thank you."

"Stars, Rey. You don't have to thank me. Ever."

"But, I haven't helped you. I don't know how exactly, but I want to figure it out. I have seen the general process."

Ben debated if he should get over himself and let her know just how much she had 'helped' him. But his eyes flickered down and she followed his gaze to the visible wet spot on his pants.

"Oh, good! I'm glad you enjoyed it too," she said, relief coloring her tone and the bond.

Ben smiled at her optimism and obvious happiness that they'd both enjoyed what happened. He sat up, hiding a grimace at his now cold spend that coated him. Ben did enjoy himself but he was going to have to keep clothes in here, because he was not looking forward to walking through the halls like that. The padawans weren't really required to wear the long outer robes-especially days where it was hot and humid- but now he wished that he would have.

"Meet you at breakfast soon?" she said, turning to the door of her fresher.

He went over, pressed a kiss to her forehead and nodded. As he left her room, a long robe fell to the floor from outside the door. He looked at it, and realized it was Han's.

Bless him. Ben wrapped it around him and even though it was too short, it was covering.

Thirty minutes later, they all met for breakfast, an awkward silence at the table. Rey was brave enough to break it. She had some measure of embarrassment at being caught in action, so to speak. But she was not as used to social awkwardness and didn't care to try to tiptoe around it. "What did you find Luke?" She had called him that so often that she was having trouble getting used to the "master" title. She still wasn't exactly certain she wanted to finish training to be a Jedi. It was nice to learn about meditation and learn about their history. She was also eager to try her hand at sparring with Ben, but so far Luke hadn't cleared her.

"So, I found a text about a set of wayfinders that give clues to a location, but I think that something similar may be used here. A sort of holocron that gives us clues for how to proceed," Luke handed Rey a text, open to a specific page and Leia looked over her shoulder.

"I was also reading about this a month ago, but I didn't think of it in terms of breaking a spell or trap. But it could just as easily be an attack on the mind. This talks about tricks for realizing that you are in a vision or even possibly projections of your fears. It is a rare sort of shield. We can work on them in morning meditation," this one he gave to Ben. Han made a show of reading with him, but they all knew he didn't have the patience for Jedi texts.

"Speaking of training, Luke do you think that I'm ready to spar?" Rey asked.

He gave her a critical once over and nodded. "But take it easy," he looked pointedly at Ben. "Don't let her do too much. She's a beginner at forms and lightsaber technique. Keep it simple and don't let her have a staff, she might kick your butt. You have a reputation to uphold, you know."

Ben eyed Rey and smiled. He wouldn't mind her kicking his butt. He blushed and continued that line of thought.

Or grabbing it. Or pinching it.

*AN: Stars, I love embarrassing Ben Solo. It gives me perverse pleasure. And I love writing Han.

And forgive me if I misuse/misinterpret how some of these traps or protections might work. #ruleofcool