A/N: We are getting close to the end, folks! But how about a little more smut first? And that's what this entire chapter is, so be ready. If you want to avoid it, just scroll to the last few paragraphs, after Rey comes out of the bathroom. Then prepare for the Endgame.

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They were more than halfway through their meal when Rey made a decision. While her hunger for food was being sated, she knew her other hunger was still strong and was far from satisfied; she wondered if it ever would be.

"You know," she stated matter-of-factly to Poe. "I'm feeling very underdressed, here."

She saw his eyes scan her sheet covered body, and she knew that he knew she was still naked underneath. Silently, he unbuttoned and removed the shirt he had put on before leaving the room earlier. "Better?" he asked, as he threw it over on top of his bag of clothing.

"Much," Rey said simply. "Still not perfect, but better."

He snorted a laugh and they continued to eat, the lechona a wonderful change from the canned stews, jerky, and granola bars they had been eating the last few days. It was hot and filling and made Rey a bit sleepy, but she did not want to sleep. Her mind started to play with certain scenarios and her anxiety increased a bit as she wondered if she was bold enough to attempt any of them. One look at her companion and his naked, perfect chest and she was determined to try.

Finally full, Rey sat back and watched as Poe finished the last remaining bites on the plate. With a contented smile, he took the tray and empty water bottles and carried them over to the chair on the other side of the nightstand. Taking a deep breath, she slipped out of the bed and followed him. He turned toward her and his eyes widened as he saw her walking toward him naked. She reached him and brought her arms up around his shoulders. Licking her lips, she said in as sultry a voice as she could muster, "I'd like to get back to what we were doing before dinner arrived."

His hands immediately started smoothing along her naked skin, starting at her hips, working their way around her back and moving up, then sliding back down to her butt. There was a wry smile on his face that she was determined to erase. She moved in to kiss him and he met her halfway. Rey thought idly to herself that it was a good thing they had eaten the same thing, therefore tasted the same. She giggled, and then outright laughed when she felt him slide his hands down her thighs and scoop her up to carry her back to the bed.

He practically threw her on top of the bed, making her laugh even harder, then with a smile he started undoing his jeans. She watched as he carefully unzipped them and pushed them down, taking a deep breath when she saw he was already very aroused. Apparently, she hadn't been the only one thinking of other things during dinner.

Poe moved into her, urging her to lay back, then dropped to the floor on his knees between her spread legs. He cupped her butt, this time using the leverage to pull her forward so she was on the edge of the bed, bringing her legs up over his shoulders. This brought her pussy directly in front of his face. Rey started to tense in wonderful anticipation and was soon rewarded when his tongue began to work its magic. She started rocking her hips, but he brought up one arm and placed it over her belly, holding her down. She gripped the sheets tight in her fists, her moans and cries unrestrained as he brought his fingers into play. He sank two of them deep inside her as he sucked on her nether lips. She could feel her juices flow liberally, and felt a moment of embarrassment, but then she heard him hiss, "Yes! You are so fucking amazing!"

His words made her whimper and she reached to grip his hair in one hand, desperate to move, to try and find the release she knew was just beyond reach. He let up on his hold of her hips and she arched them up. His fingers were pumping her hard now, his mouth over her clit. There was no gentle encouragement this time as he worked her into a frenzy. "Poe!" she cried, feeling the orgasm within her grasp. He sucked her hard, his fingers curling as they had done earlier in the evening. The combination of the feel of his tongue on her now swollen clit and his fingers along the inside wall of her vagina were too much and she shouted incoherently, her vision going bright white.

She didn't know how long she was out of it, but when she opened her eyes, Poe was kneeling next to her, a huge smile on his face as he wiped his beard with the back of his hand.

"Your turn," Rey managed to say, her voice weak.

He smiled again and lowered his head to kiss her. "I think you should sleep now, Angel."

Nope! Not gonna happen! Rey shot up, any and all sleepiness gone. "No!" she told him, kneeling on the bed to face him. "I want you! This is our last night, Poe! Don't just 'take care of me'," she huffed. "You've been doing that since we met. I want to see you let go like you did earlier. I want to hear you scream."

She saw him swallow at her words. "Rey, baby," he told her, grasping her shoulders. She would think he had totally forgotten where they were and what they were doing, except for his erection, large and powerful, between them. "You bled, which means you tore, which means you need to heal."

"I can heal when I get home," she argued. "I feel fine, Poe. I want you. I need you!"

He shook his head and opened his mouth to continue arguing, but Rey interrupted him.

"Would you quit making excuses and just fuck me!"

Poe's eyes flashed and his jaw clenched as his hands tightened on her shoulders. He took a deep breath, closing his eyes for a moment. When he opened them, Rey was relieved to see the familiar devilish glint she had reveled in earlier in the evening. "Fine," he told her gruffly. "But you're on top. That way you can control how deep I am."

Rey grinned and moved in to kiss him, thrusting her tongue in his mouth this time, without waiting for an invitation. He caught her up in his arms, squeezing her tight against him for a moment, but then pulled back away from her. He extended his legs out in front of him and held out his arms in invitation. She moved over to straddle his lap. Obviously, she knew how this worked, but she was a bit unsure about how to go about it. He started kissing her again, his hands running over every inch of her skin. He started kissing her neck, working his way down to her breasts, which were peaked and aching; damn if he hadn't trained them already to beg for his mouth, she thought with humor. She cried out softly as his mouth and tongue reached one nipple and she started rocking her hips, her eyes rolling to the back of her head at the feel of his cock rubbing her sensitive and swollen pussy.

Poe growled and released her nipple with a pop. "Condom," he ground out.

Rey reached over to the nightstand and grabbed one of the packages, ready to hand it to Poe. But instead, he fell back on the bed, putting his hands behind his head, smirking at her. Breathing hard, she looked at him in surprise.

"You do it," he told her softly.

Rey swallowed and began to fumble with the package, her fingers suddenly numb. Finally, she found the right grip and tore it open, throwing the empty packet on the floor. Poe grinned at her, but the grin disappeared when Rey proceeded to carefully roll the condom on. She could tell his arousal must have been painful, but he was still letting her go at her own pace with this new experience. Good Lord, this man was a saint, Rey thought. Just not one the Church would approve of.

Finally, he was ready, and so was she. More than. She rose up and moved over him, keeping him firmly in one hand, then slowly lowered herself down. Despite her insistence that she was fine, she felt a moment of discomfort at his penetration, but the amazing feeling of completeness that had overwhelmed her the first time took precedence, and she continued to drop onto him, determined to take him all again. He brought his arms back from behind his head and groaned, reaching for her hips. "Rey?" he whispered.

She looked him in the eye as she seated herself fully onto him. "Yes," she breathed. Her head dropped back and she reveled in the feel of him. Her toes were tingling, and she hadn't even started moving, yet. Bringing her head back up to look at him, she rocked her hips a bit, experimentally. The motion sent shock waves through her and with a gasp she came. She felt herself falling forward and caught herself with her hands on Poe's chest. Panting, she focused on catching her breath. After a moment, she looked at Poe, who was in turn looking at her in awe.

He reached up and cupped the back of her head with one hand. "You are so fucking incredible," he said softly. "How did I get so lucky to be the first to see your passion turned loose?"

"There's no such thing as luck," Rey whispered with a smile.

Poe laughed, threading his fingers through her hair. Then his face became serious and Rey felt him shift his hips and move inside her; she could swear she felt him pulsing along with his heartbeat. She sat up and began to rock, startled all over again by the feel of him filling her. She started moving up and down on his shaft, encouraged by his firm grip on her hips and his soft words. Her legs felt weak, and she wanted, no needed, to move faster and harder, so she leaned back, bracing her hands on his thighs, and began pumping in earnest.

"Yes, baby," Poe continued. He was speaking to her, quietly, intently. "Just like that. You are so fucking beautiful. You are so brave. So strong. No other woman could have followed me so far through the jungle. No man for that matter." He brought up his hands to cup her breasts. "And now you're riding me like this. So fucking amazing. Mi Halconera." He groaned and panted as his hips lunged upward. "Shit! I'm gonna come!"

Rey was breathing hard, desperate to make him come, not worried about herself, though she felt very close to another orgasm again, too. Poe suddenly pinched her nipples lightly, making her gasp, then one hand dropped down to where they were joined and his thumb found her clit. With an almost embarrassing squeal, Rey came again, and Poe followed right after her with a cry of his own.

Rey once more fell forward, but this time she didn't try and catch herself. She lay on Poe's chest, feeling it rise up and down rapidly beneath her as he tried to catch his breath. He wrapped his arms tight around her, as if he was afraid she would try and leave, and gradually their breathing and heart rates slowed. She felt him stroke her back as he released her, then shifted a bit. "Condom," he whispered, and she knew she had to get up so he could dispose of it. She didn't want to move. Moving would mean leaving his warmth. It would mean him leaving her body. She sighed and finally moved herself up and off of him. They both groaned as he slid from her. She turned and rolled off of the bed while he took care of his business, going to the bathroom to clean herself. She couldn't help but smile at herself in the mirror before she left to go back to the bed.

He was lying on his back when she came out of the bathroom, and when he saw her, he held out a hand. She took it and slid under the sheets, curling up next to him and pillowing her head on his shoulder. He shifted and reached over to turn off the light, but once settled back down, he began to caress her hair in slow mesmerizing strokes. She closed her eyes, but her mind wouldn't slow down. When she opened them again, she noticed the ring. It lay on his chest, just an inch or two away from the hand she had resting there. If she moved her fingers just a bit, she could touch it.

She knew what she had to do. It might mean the end of this little bit of heaven, but who knew what would happen later? There were several heavily armed men in this town and only a handful of them didn't want to kill either her or Poe. This may be the last time she had a chance to say it. She took a deep breath.

"Poe?"

"Hmmm?"

"I love you."

The hand stroking her hair stilled.

"I don't expect you to say anything," she continued without lifting her head to look at him. "I don't need you to argue that I don't know what I'm talking about and I don't need you to lie and say it back to me." She paused. "We don't know what might happen when we leave here, and I just needed you to know."

They lay silent for a long time, then Poe continued with his stroking, never saying a word.

Rey squeezed her eyes shut and willed her tears not to fall.

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