A/N: Well, if you read the last chapter, I'm sure you guessed that this chapter is going to require an advisory: there be smut ahead! There's some dialog to start, but if you don't want to proceed to the horizontal tango then stop when Rey starts paying attention to a certain part of Poe's anatomy in the shower. After that, it's all smut. Enjoy.

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While Rey may have initiated the kiss, Poe was only passive for a split second. He wrapped his free arm around her and pulled her in tight against him, and his tongue proceeded to survey the inside of her mouth. God, she loved kissing this man, she thought as she brought her arms up around his neck, burrowing her fingers in the shaggy locks at his nape.

Suddenly, there was quick tapping at the door, followed by someone opening it and walking in. Rey jerked back away from Poe, immediately embarrassed, but he kept his arm tight around her, not letting her get far. Rey turned her head to look at the person who had entered.

The girl (good grief she was young!) looked embarrassed herself, but giggled a bit, too. She was carrying a couple of large paper bags and speaking shyly to Poe she set them on the floor next to the backpack Rey had dropped. Poe answered her back and the girl smiled again, glancing at the box Poe was still holding in his right hand, then backed out the door with another giggle.

Rey looked at Poe with her eyebrows raised. "Clean clothes," Poe told her.

"She didn't look older than twelve," Rey grumbled. "And she works here?"

"Yes," Poe answered. "In the kitchen and with housekeeping," he clarified. "She's an orphan; Maz takes in strays. She's got a couple of boys working at maintenance, too. She hopes to help them learn a trade so they don't end up working for the cartels." He released her and moved toward the door, moving almost silently as he was still in his socks. "Why don't you take a shower?" he asked her casually. She watched as he flipped the dead bolt and looked back at her. "And don't hog all the hot water." He picked up the bag holding the women's clothing and handed it to her.

Rey took it. "Okay," she told him, and headed toward the tiny bathroom. When she turned to close the door behind her, he was working on removing the plastic from the box of condoms. He gave her a glance out of the corner of his eye and his lip curled up. Rey huffed a laugh and closed the door.

She started the water in the miniscule shower stall, and while it warmed up stripped down completely, leaving her battered and worn clothing in a pile on the floor. When the water was hot enough for her, she stepped in, smiling as she found not only real shampoo but body wash. She proceeded to scrub herself down, and it felt like heaven. Once clean, she stood with her back to the shower head, letting the hot water beat down on the nape of her neck. She was still amazed the migraine that had threatened that morning had not developed. Poe must have done magic with his massage.

Rey jumped when the door to the stall opened and she turned to find Poe, wearing nothing but the chain with the ring, squeezing in with her. "Thought I better get in here before you use up all the hot water," he told her with a grin, then he cried out as the water hit him. "Good God, woman! Why is it so hot?"

Rey laughed, which immediately eased the tension she had felt overtake her when she saw Poe completely naked for the first time. "It's well-known that women have a higher tolerance for pain," she told him. "That's why we have the babies and you don't."

"Do women insist on boiling their men, too?" Poe groused. He grabbed up the body wash, took one of her hands and squeezed a pile of soap onto her palm. "In the interest of time, and to keep me from becoming over-cooked, why don't you wash my back?" He turned and began to scrub his front.

Grinning, Rey began to spread the soap on his back, her heart rate increasing even more as she ran her hands along the muscle and sinew. He was flawless, she thought once more. Just a scar here and there, but nothing large enough to mar the simple perfection of his backside. She knew there were probably stories about those scars, and she wished she could hear them. She continued down the line of his back, hesitating only briefly as she reached his buttocks. Oh, what the hell, she thought, running her hands over his ass, soaping him as much as she could. She heard him groan and he paused in his own scrubbing.

Rey continued on down the backs of his legs, all the way to his feet, reaching around to run her fingers along his toes. "Jesus, Rey!" he gasped, stepping away from her as much as he could in the confines of the stall and ducking under the spray, rinsing himself off.

She stood from the squat she had been in, giving him what she hoped was an innocent look. "What?" she asked. "You're not ticklish, are you?"

He just glared at her, but there was no heat in the look. At least not angry heat. He grabbed up the shampoo and started working it through his hair and beard. Rey glanced down for a brief moment, catching a glimpse of the one part of his anatomy she had yet to really see, but then moved behind him, reaching up to help scrub his hair, her face heating. She heard him chuckle, but then he moaned again. "Okay, I understand why you liked that scalp massage this morning," he told her.

She laughed. "I can't believe how much longer your hair gets when it's wet," she told him.

"I can't wait to get rid of it," he replied.

"What?" she exclaimed. "Really?"

"Really," he told her. "Both the hair and the beard." He glanced back at her. "Don't you think I'd look good bald?"

"I think you'll look sexy however," she told him. "I guess it doesn't matter. I bet it'll grow back fast."

"You have no idea," he laughed. "My SAC used to joke about how she's never seen me clean shaven. That ten minutes after I shave, I already have a five-o-clock shadow."

Rey giggled and Poe ducked back under the spray, eyes closed, rinsing. Now that he wasn't looking at her, Rey let her eyes roam down his body, focusing on his penis. She bit her lip in trepidation. She may have never seen a fully naked man in person before now, but she had spent her fair share of time on-line. For research, of course. Because of her explorations, she knew that Poe was, well, larger than average, and he was only partially aroused at the moment. She took a deep breath, knowing without a shadow of a doubt it was going to hurt, but wanting it too much to care.

She looked up and realized Poe was watching her, his eyes far too aware, as if he knew exactly what she was thinking. Taking another deep breath, she stepped up to him and grabbed his erection in her hand, bringing her face up close to his. His head dropped back and his eyes closed as he groaned. "God, Rey!" he exclaimed, then he reached behind him to shut off the water. Rey looked down, letting her forehead rest against his shoulder, and moved her hand along his shaft.

"Show me," she whispered. "Show me how you like to be touched." She let her hand slide along him again, tentative and unsure.

He gently wrapped one of his hands around hers and began to guide her. He had her grip him harder than she thought would be comfortable, then showed her how to twist her wrist as she stroked down his length. He helped her pump him, first fast, then slower. Eventually, his hand left hers, and she focused on his pleasure, watching in rapt fascination as he seemed to grow under her ministrations. Harder. Longer.

"Okay, stop!" he suddenly cried, grasping her wrist. "Please, stop," he said more softly.

She looked at him, worried she might have squeezed a little too hard, and released him from her grip. She watched as he swallowed and licked his lips, then he moved in to kiss her hard.

When he pulled back, they were both panting. "It's been a while for me, Rey," he told her softly. "I don't need any more encouragement." He gave her a small smile. "When I get off, I need to be in you."

"Yes," Rey practically purred. Her core ached, and his words increased that ache.

"Let's move this to the bedroom then, shall we?"

With deliberate purpose, he moved them out of the shower stall, grabbed up a towel and gave them both a cursory pat down with it, making Rey giggle, then he led them back into the bedroom. Rey noticed immediately the open box of condoms on the bedside table, right next to the Glock. She felt it was an appropriate combination considering the situation.

Rey moved to the bed and slowly crawled onto it, turning to face her first lover as he crawled after her. She lay back and he immediately brought his body up and over hers. His lips found hers, and he spent a long time kissing her; gently, deeply, small little pecks on her upper lip, then pulling her lower lip between his and sucking on it. She would never get tired of him kissing her, but she didn't complain when he started to move those amazing lips downward. Using his lips, tongue, and teeth, he trailed down her body slowly until he got to her breasts.

Rey arched up when he reached her nipple, moaning as she felt his tongue sweep around it before sucking on her gently. Just like the first time he had done this back at the waterfall, she felt her core almost explode with moisture. As if he knew, Poe moved one of his hands down between her legs, his fingers finding her unerringly even though his focus appeared to be on her breasts. He sucked on her once more, then she felt two of his fingers slip inside her. She rocked her hips and gasped at the combined sensations. "Poe!"

He lifted his head to look at her. "Too much?"

"God, no!" she told him. "Please don't stop!"

He grinned, then lowered his head back down to her other breast. "You are so damn wet for me, Angel," he said before practically swallowing her nipple. Meanwhile, his fingers curled inside her, touching the front wall of her vagina. The orgasm hit her so suddenly, she literally screamed, her whole body arching up off the bed. "Oh, God!"

She lay limp, panting, as she watched Poe sit up and kneel next to her, a satisfied smile on his face. He reached over and grabbed a condom, and Rey watched, enthralled, as he opened the package, then rolled the rubber down along his shaft. For a moment, Rey worried the condom might be too small, but Poe hadn't seemed concerned, and he'd done this a lot more than her. She licked her lips, catching her bottom lip in her teeth, and looked up. He was watching her, his eyes intense. He glanced over at her body, then reached down and dipped his fingers back between her legs. She gasped softly at the contact, then watched in rapt fascination as he brought his fingers back to his penis, rubbing them over the condom, then he proceeded to lick his fingers clean. She moaned at the sight. He shuffled over, sliding between her legs. Unlike their time at the waterfall, Rey opened for him without hesitation.

He lowered himself down over her, bringing one arm up under her shoulder, supporting himself with his elbow braced on the bed, then brought his other hand down to grab his erection, lining it up with her entrance. He paused and made eye contact with her. "Rey?"

She nodded. Slowly, he pushed inside of her. She gasped at the feel of the head of his shaft passing her entrance; the pressure was intense, but there was no pain. She wanted more. He obliged, slowly pushing further into her. He stopped at one point and she tensed, expecting the pain to come. "Relax," he whispered. "It's just me, loving you." She breathed deep and he continued on. All she felt was an amazing, all-consuming pressure. Suddenly, there was a sharp pinch, over and done in a heartbeat, and Poe continued pushing in. Then he was there, all the way, as deep as he could go.

Rey absorbed all the feelings flowing around her. The feeling of fullness. The heat of Poe's body. The pulsing that seemed to be a combination of her heartbeat and his. She looked up at him, and saw that his intense gaze held a question. She smiled.

"Welcome home," she whispered.

He released a breath, licked his lips, and started blinking rapidly. He swallowed, took another breath, and began to pull out slowly. Rey moaned at the sensation, then gasped as he sank back into her after only moving out about an inch or two. He continued with short shallow thrusts, and Rey instinctively lifted her knees a bit, changing the angle of his entry. Her moans and cries were becoming louder as the feelings became more and more intense. He pulled out farther, plunging in harder, his own moans joining hers.

He lowered his upper body down, wrapping both of his arms underneath her shoulders, holding her steady as he pumped harder. Rey lifted her knees even farther, her legs spreading even more as he drove into her, the sound of their bodies slapping together both beautiful and vulgar at the same time. "Jesus, Rey!" Poe ground out, burying his face in her neck. "You're so tight!"

Rey grasped his shoulders, her nails scratching his back for purchase as she reached for her second orgasm. "Oh my god, Poe!" she cried as it neared.

Poe's thrusts became erratic. "Oh, fuck, Rey!" he shouted. "Please come!"

As if her body was just waiting for his command, Rey fell over the edge. It wasn't as intense at the first time, but it was deeper, longer, and she felt as if it would never end. Her thighs started shaking uncontrollably and she brought her lower legs around Poe's, her heels digging into the backs of his thighs as she convulsed. Her body finally relaxed enough for her head to fall back onto the pillow and she opened her eyes in time to watch her lover fall over his own precipice.

Poe threw his head back, baring his throat, his eyes shut and his jaw tight as he thrust into her over and over. She realized the ring he wore was bumping her lightly on her sternum, dragging over her skin, the cool metal as comforting as it was arousing. She now knew why Poe had told her watching her at the waterfall had been amazing. He was beautiful as he came; she would happily watch him as he orgasmed over and over again.

Finally, with both of them breathing hard, Poe sank down over her for a moment. Rey kept her arms wrapped around him, her hands soothing his shoulder blades where she knew he probably had marks from her fingernails. Suddenly, he pulled himself up. She winced as his body left hers, a reminder that she was new to this. She watched as he sat on the side of the bed and disposed of the condom, then glancing at her, he stood and walked to the bathroom. She lay there, a bit unsure what to do as she heard water run from the sink, but before she could decide, he was coming back to her, a wet washcloth in his hand. He sat on the bed and reached down to stroke her hair, tucking it behind her ear. "You bled a bit," he said softly.

"I did?" she asked, sitting up and looking at herself. There was indeed a quarter sized spot of blood on the bedspread, and a bit more appeared to be splattered on her thighs. Caused by him pulling out, she realized. "It didn't even hurt that much," she told him.

He smiled and began to wipe the blood away with the washcloth. Taking care of her, as usual. "Good," he told her emphatically. "Of course, I shouldn't be surprised as hard as you came."

She looked at him. "Is it always like that?"

He looked her in the eye. "Rey, it's never like that."

She could not only see the honesty in his eyes, but the wonder.

"Why don't you finish cleaning up in the bathroom?" he told her. "Then I think we're owed a nap before dinner."

Rey looked outside the window and was shocked to see it was still daytime. It felt like hours had passed since they had arrived here. Good hours, she thought with a smile. She looked back at Poe. "Yeah, a nap would be good."

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