Rey-
Last night I dreamed of Ben Solo again. All of studio 42 is empty except for the director, Ben Solo, and I. Everyone is else is at lunch. I am alone in the wardrobe dept. I am putting the finishing touches to a vintage antique gown costume. A lightning storm rages. It makes the tall walls tremble with each strike. I turn. A voice calls from outside. Ben Solo is standing there. He stands in the middle of the large tall three-way mirror. The mirror reflects back his tall dark figure and pale angular face. It triples him. He stares at me. A small smirk tugs at the corner of his full red lips.
"Gwen is not here," I say."She went to lunch."
"I'm not looking for Gwen, " he whispers. His voice is low and dark.
A flush heats my face. His dark whiskey eyes scan down my body. I look down at myself. I'm wearing tight gray sweatpants. A black Holster top with black straps tie around my slender neck. I'm barefoot. My black ballerina shoes were thrown in the middle of the room. My chestnut-brown hair is tied up in a messy bun. I'm not wearing makeup.
"Did you feel safe wearing that outfit today,Rey?" He asks. His voice is smooth like melted chocolate. He steps away from the mirrors. He walks toward me slowly.
"What?" I gasp. My breath comes out in short gasps. He walks closer.
"You, heard me Rey, " he answered."Do you feel safe wearing that outfit in front of me? Maybe, you thought I wouldn't react to it?"
"I...I? " I answer. He steps up to me. All of his 6'3 of him look down at me. He is so tall. I close eyes. I look up at him. My neck hurts. I look up at his face. His angular but beautiful face looks at me. His full red lips lifts into a predatory smile. I feel my whole body flush.
I suck in a breath. He licks his lips and leans forward. He brings his full lips close to my ear.
"Cat got your tongue, Rey?" He whispers.
" No, I... l" I answer.
"Did you think I was harmless, Rey?" He whispers. I shudder. I feel his hot breath on my neck.
"No, I stutter. I can't think. My mind is reeling. I am melting down. I can only think primal thoughts like wants and needs.
"Yes, that's it. Isn't it?" He sighed."You think of me just as your boss. But I am only just a man. A man who's craved you for so long. I want you so badly I can taste it."
I release the breath I was holding and feel myself literally go boneless.
"How long?" I ask.
Ben Solo's strong muscular arms wrap around me to keep me from falling.
Ben chuckles softly in my ear.
"Ever since I first met you, Rey" he moaned."It's you and only you. Not Gwen."
Ben's chuckles. My breath catches. I feel his fingertips slide slowly down my body to my hot center. He lays his hand flat. I gasp. His two fingers rub my clit through my gray sweat pants. I groan. I reach out to grasp the front of his black t-shirt. His fingers pick up speed.
"Open your legs for me, Rey," Ben rasps. I spread my legs a little wider. I let out a moan as he continues to whisper. His breath hot and heavy in my ear.
"Yes, that's it. Come for me," he moans.
I close my eyes. Ben's thick fingers encircle my clit through my sweat pants. His thick fingers move faster. I release a low deep, moan. Then he stops. I open my eyes. Ben smiles down at me. His sexy crooked smile makes me even hotter.
"Not just yet, little Rey," he said breathlessly."I want to feel you come on my hand."
"Oh," I gasp.
Ben's two thick fingers are inside my sweat pants knuckle deep, moving inside me. I gasp.. l whine and reach out to grasp his broad shoulders. He pushes his fingers further up inside me moving slowly then pick up speed. A crook of his two long fingers. A bright white light then flashes behind my closed eyes. A low moan escapes my lips. My whole body shutters. I am bathing Ben's hand as I come.
"That's a good girl, Rey, " Ben whispered."You came so good for your me."
I moan. My head lifts from Ben's broad chest. I feel myself coming back to the world. I let out another low deep moan.
"Even, more beautiful than I had imagined, " Ben moans.
He smiles down at me. His dark eyes turn a deep dark amber under the bright white lights of the wardrobe room. His full red lips turn up into a wide smile. His crooked teeth showing.
I lower my lashes. I feel myself blush all over from my orgasm.
I cry out in surprise. Ben suddenly sweeps me up in his huge arms. He pulls me tight against his chest.
"Wanna take you home so I can play with you," he growls.
"I will not do the scene again Ben Solo. It was perfect the first time."
I blink twice. I come back to the present and sigh. I walk into studio 42. My job is wardrobe assistant to Paige Tico. I sip at my coffee. I have another for the star of this film Gwen Phasma. I yawn. The erotic dream I had about Ben Solo is a result of the BDSM Star Wars fan fiction. I imagined the author Kylo Ren was Ben Solo and I was Kira. The woman he secretly loved and couldn't live without. Kylo needs her and wants her. It felt so real. I touched myself a couple of times before finally falling asleep. But I know it was only a dream. Ben Solo is not secretly in lust or love with me in real life and never will be.
"No it wasn't! You missed a line. Do it again."
"I did not! I never miss lines and you know it, Ben !"
I break out from my thoughts at the rising voices. Gwen Phasma's Posh English accent is arguing with Ben. God! I think its foreplay for them. He stared at Gwen yesterday. We were strolling to the food crafts table. He was wearing his dark sunglasses. He never takes them off. He shook his head and looked away. I knew he was most definitely looking at Gwen. Gwen is the leading lady. She is a tall gorgeous blonde with ice blue eyes. A thin waist. ample breasts and very long legs . Gwen doesn't reach only to the middle of Ben's massive chest. The way that I do. She is the same height. We are the total opposite. I am a petite. An athletic brunette. Gwen is tall, slender and regal. She is blonde. Gwen is Ben's type. I am not. However, despite this reality. I have a soul-crushing crush on Ben Solo. Well, I can still dream about Ben Solo. I can dream about him using me as a sex toy. Is that even possible? I chuckle at the thought. I blow out a breath. I sip at my Ice coffee mocha latte. It cools my body down.
I take a breath. I watch Gwen and Ben. Gwen is sitting on the huge black leather couch. Ben stands over Gwen. I sigh. I wait for the conversation to end to give Gwen her coffee. I find myself staring once again. I am captivated by Ben. Ben is so tall. 6'3. He is massive with large broad shoulders. A wide well-defined chest. His pale arms are not overly muscular but big. Ben has large hands and long thick fingers. He has a Marine Corps tattoo under his long sleeve shirt. He signed up at nineteen and was honorably discharged. He was injured in battle. The tattoo is on his upper arm. I saw it once at a barbecue/pool party Poe threw for the whole cast. It's so sexy. I look at his face. His dark brown eyes are focused on Gwen completely. His face is interesting. He's boyishly handsome. He has a pale white complexion. His face is angular. A long nose and crooked mouth. His lips pouty and red. His mop of dark brown hair curls around the collar of his baby blue dress shirt. It is opens at the neck. My eyes follow the pattern of his tiny dark birthmarks. They are mesmerizing against his pale, iridescent complexion. They are a perfect formation of constellations. They run from the base of his neck to just a little over his cheek. My eyes drop to the black leather belt of his dark dress pants. My eyes lower and I see an outline of a huge bulge there. I raise my eyes quickly. I feel heat flush my face. Last nights dream repeats in my mind. A thought creeps into my mind. What would he say, if I asked Ben Solo to do the things I've read in the fanfiction. How would he answer? Stupid Rey. Ben Solo would probably laugh at you, He wouldn't look at you twice. Well, at least I still have my imagination.
"I fed you the line three times and you…"
Ben lifts his dark eyes from Gwen to look at me. His brow furrows. He's not wearing his dark sunglasses today. I stare at his eyes. They are the color of amber under the very bright lights of the film set.
His jaw shifts slightly. He stares at me. It is a hard stare. I can't read it. It makes my throat dry. I
swallow hard. Ben then looks away and hangs his head. He sighs in frustration.
"Damn it! I forgot what I was going to say," he mutters.
Gwen on the couch turns her head to see me and frowns.
"Rey," Gwen whispered.
I smile a huge smile.
"Your coffee." I stick my arm out with the hot beverage to Gwen.
"Thank you, " Gwen answered. "I think I'm going to need it." She lifts herself up from the couch. She walks around it to me.
"Yes, I think so, " I chuckle. I give Gwen the coffee.
Gwen takes the coffee. She lifts the white plastic lid and takes a sip. A low moan of pleasure escapes from her red pouty lips. She closes her eyes.
I smile. She releases another low groan.
"I didn't call for break yet Gwen," Ben yells. "Kid, What part of no one except the actors are allowed on my set don't you understand?"
My face grows hot embarrassed. Ben glares at me. I can't help relive scenes of my erotic dreams. I feel a heat of arousal.
I defuse this tense situation. It is my only defense.
"Is that, what you forgot to say?" I inquire. Gwen snorts beside me.
I feel his dark eyes scan my face for a minute. A small smirk plays around his full pouty lips only to disappear. Maybe I just imagined the small smirk.
"I guess not, " I answer. I breakthe silence between us. I wince and swallow hard.
"There is to be no visitors on my setwhen I am directing a scene!" Ben barked. "So please leave now!"
"Right, " I answer."I'm a non-actor."
"Yes," Ben grumbled. "Gwen get back on this couch and do the scene again."
Ben clenches his large hand into a fist. He hits the large black leather couch hard with his large hand. It creates a huge bang. Gwen and I jump at the huge sound. I feel my heart speed up. I feel myself getting wet. I imagine Ben's huge hands spank me until I am bright red. I gasp at the thought.
"I best go," Gwen said. "You better go back too, honey."
"You're right," I whispered."I better go before he calls security and throws me out."
Gwen nods. She laughs. She lifts her coffee to me.
"Thanks for the coffee, Rey."
"You're welcome," I nodded.
"Phasma! I'd like to finish this film before the end of this century!"
I watch Gwen walk back to Ben. I take the same place as before.
Gwen is on the couch. Ben towers over Gwen. He is discussing the scene with Gwen. Ben suddenly, lifts his eyes to meet mine. His stare cold and penetrating.
"I'm leaving, I'm leaving!"I gasp."Big bully!"
I spin on my heel. I walk away and I still feel his eyes on me.
"Wait, Rey, " Ben calls out.
I spin on my heel and turn to face Ben.
"Yes, my lord and master?" I answer.
Ben's eyes widen. His full lips open in surprise. He stares at me. I bite down on my bottom lip. I feel myself grow hot with embarrassment. Shit! Last nights dream is invading my life.
"Just kidding, boss, " I gulped.
I chuckle lightly.
Ben's dark amber gaze penetrates my soul. I could feel my upper lip begin to sweat.
The silence is thick. Ben finally clears his throat loudly.
"Bring me the gown Paige finished for Gwen, " he orders. His voice deep and smooth.
The low sexy rumble of his voice brings me back to last nights dream. I swallow hard.
"Yes sir!" I answer. I turn to find Amirtage Hux. He is he leading man of this film smiling at me. His emerald green eyes shining. He winks at me. I practically run to the wardrobe dept to get the dress.
I return with the beautiful dark blue and white vintage ball gown circa 1800s cradled in my arms. It is a pre-civil War ball gown recreation. Paige and I worked hard on most of this year. I present it to Ben. His dark amber eyes roam over my face for a minute. I swallow hard. Bn's eyes then lower to examine the dress.
"Good, now bring me the walking dress, " he orders.
I nod. I sprint back to the wardrobe.
I carry the walking dress in my arms back to Ben. It is a deep marine blue wool suit. It is made for walking in the park during a winter afternoon.
I watch Ben cross his muscular arms across his huge broad chest. He glares at me. Ben's glare is intense enough to make me feel weak in the knees. I don't turn my eyes away. I lick my full bottom lip and lift my head defiant. An eyebrow arches over Ben's right eye.
"Lay the dresses on the couch, Rey, " he mutters.
"All right," I nod slowly. I walk to the set. I place the dresses gently on the leather couch. I turn to find Ben standing behind me. He is staring at me intensely. I wait. Finally, Ben's full lips turn up in a wry smile.
"Thank you, Rey, " he said."You can leave my set now."
I nod again and walk away. I release a breath. My thoughts are jumbled. I think of Ben and the erotic dreams I had last night.
" I need to get laid," I muttered. I grimace. I can't remember the last time I've had sex.
"Hey Rey!" a voice calls out behind me. I turn at the small and narrow corner entrance to the wardrobe room. Armi Hux runs towards me. A huge smile on his full lips. I put on my best brightest smile. He steps closer to me.
"Are you free tonight?" Armi said.
I stop to think. I shake my head.
" No, I have nothing, " I answer.
"Are you free for dinner and maybe catch a movie?" Armi proposed.
I open my mouth to answer, Armi.
"Rose!" take the dresses back with you to the wardrobe dept," Ben Solo orders.
"Yes, I love too, Armi, " I answer. I step closer to him. A smile brightens his freckled face. Armi takes a step. We step closer only to be stopped by a light cough. Armi and I turn our heads. Rose, the first wardrobe assistant. She is on her way back to the wardrobe room. She is carrying the dresses in her arms wanting to pass by us.
"Excuse me please, " Rose said. Her voice apologetic.
We both step back to our corners to let Rose pass and close the gap when she passes.
"Thank you." Rose sings.
I smile and wave at Rose as she walks down the hall.
"When, can I pick you up?" Armi asks.
I turn my head. I open my mouth to answer.
"Rose!" Bring back the ball gown!" Ben's voice yells for Rose again.
Rose appears again. An apologetic look on her sweet pretty face.
"Excuse me guys, sorry," Rose Grimaces.
Armi and I separate again. I watch Rose walk away from us back to set. My brow furrows.
"So what time can I pick you up?" Armi repeats. I take another breath to answer.
"Take the ball gown back to the wardrobe and bring me the walking suit, "Ben orders.
I sigh and roll my eyes . I see Rose walk back towards us. Her expression already apologetic.
"Excuse me, guys," she sighs.
Armi and I separate. Rose passes. I watch Rose walk away.
"Excuse me again, guys,"Rose Murmurs.
"Oh, yes, sorry, " I apologize.
Hux and I break apart . Rose passes.
I lIft my eyes to see Hux's brow wrinkled.
"What?" I ask.
"It's just weird, " Hux Exclaims.. "I've never known The great Ben Solo to be so indecisive."
My eyebrow raised. My lips together. Press together. My eyes narrow. Ben Solo is doing this deliberately. This irritates me. Ben Solo irritates me. He's such an asshole.
I open my mouth. Rose once again appears. She is holding the wool marine blue walking suit in her arms.
I step back from Hux to let her pass. Rose passes us laughing to the wardrobe room.
"Enough of this, " I growl.
I reach out to grab Hux's hand. I pull him out from this narrow corner into the wardrobe room.