Damerey Drabble
Prompt: Fire
Mature but not Explicit
The light from the fire played with Rey's naked body. Her smooth freckled skin glowed a warm titian and the shadows from the flame danced across her slim athletic figure. Her eyes opened and she looked down at him as he lay beneath her. A small smile appeared on her lips as she continued rocking, her movements slow and deliberate. Her internal muscles squeezed him with every gentle thrust. Her fingers teased along his chest.
She was going to kill him, Poe thought as she rode him into oblivion. At least he would die the happiest man in the galaxy.