Halo

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A/N-thank you very much to everyone who kindly read and reviewed the last chapter. There is some 'smut' in this chapter. If you don't like reading that sort of thing, scroll down to the end. You don't want to miss the cliff-hanger…

Chapter Sixty-Four-Drunk on Love

Han regarded Ben with amusement as he listened to his son come up with a string of excuses as to why he and Chewie needed to avoid the Falcon for the night. He knew exactly what Ben was planning, the tell-tale red face gave it away. Han did his best to keep his expression as bland as possible. Even though he was itching to tease his son about the big romantic night he had planned with Rey, Han knew Ben wouldn't appreciate it right now. The poor boy was nervous enough as it was.

"Don't worry, I'll keep Chewie occupied. You won't be disturbed, so you and Rey can crack on with those necessary repairs you think the Falcon needs." Han tried to suppress his smile when Ben gave him an annoyed look. "What?" He laughed, shrugging his shoulders.

"Very funny, Dad." Ben growled.

"I try." Han's brown eyes twinkled with mirth, causing Ben's face to break out into a rare smile. Han put his hand on Ben's shoulder for a moment, giving him his customary lop-sided grin. "Have a good night, son. Don't wear yourself out too much."

"Get out of here." Ben smirked as he pushed his father's hand off his shoulder and directed him toward the ramp. In the distance the two men could see Rey walking toward them and both their eyes widened in admiration. "Wow." Ben murmured appreciatively.

Prompted by Rose she had ditched her usual attire and was dressed in a greenish-blue gown made of soft, satiny fabric, long and loose-borrowed from Kaydel. She walked as lightly as an acrobat. A puff of wind swept through her brunette hair, which had been styled in soft waves to frame her face. She smiled shyly when she reached the two men, her eyes dipping down slightly as a rosy blush coated her cheeks when she caught Ben staring at her in wonder.

"You look nice, Rey." Han complimented her as he prodded his son to step forward. Ben was totally speechless. He had lost control of his vocal cords and couldn't stop gaping at Rey like he had never seen her before. Han rolled his eyes. "Tell the girl she looks beautiful then." He whispered in an aside to Ben.

"Huh?" Han's prompting finally pulled Ben out of his stupor. "You do. Definitely." He said to Rey in a rush.

"Clueless. Completely and utterly clueless." Han muttered under his breath when he saw Rey look at his son in confusion. "What Ben really means is you look stu… "

"Don't you have somewhere to be, old man." Ben cut in swiftly, eyeing his father irritably.

"It seems like I do." Han agreed as he tried to stifle his laughter. He gave Rey a quick smile as he passed by her on the ramp. "Be careful you don't get any oil stains on that pretty dress while you're helping Ben with the repairs, kid." He couldn't help but tease her.

Rey's cheeks were suddenly kissed pink like a spring rose, the blooming colour looking cute against her slightly freckled skin. "Please don't tell me that's the excuse you gave him for why we wanted the ship to ourselves tonight?" She asked Ben telepathically.

"Kinda." Ben gave her an apologetic smile while simultaneously shooting daggers in his father's back with his eyes as Han descended the ramp, chuckling to himself.

"That meal was lovely, Ben." Rey said as she delicately dabbed at the corners of her mouth with the napkin to remove the last of the sauce. He had excelled himself. She couldn't believe he had managed to cobble together such a delicious spread in such a short amount of time. "I can't believe you did this all by yourself."

"I had help." Ben responded distractedly. He couldn't keep his eyes away from Rey's delectable lips. He was dying to kiss them. His focus was so scattered, so filled with nervous anticipation was he, so excited, so giddy, that he could hardly sit still.

"Who helped you?" Rey asked with interest.

"BB-8." Ben revealed with a teasing smile.

"You're kidding me." Rey couldn't tell whether he was joking or not.

"I'm not. You wouldn't believe what's stored in that little droid's databanks."

"You are kidding." Rey threw her napkin at him and laughed.

Ben grinned. "Actually, he was eager to help, but he kind of got under my feet in the canteen. So, I had to ban him from the kitchen. If you want to know the truth, Rose helped me prepare most of this." He admitted.

Of course, it had to be Rose!

Rey didn't think she could love her friend more than she did already. Not only had Rose helped by giving her some much-needed perspective and good advice, she had even held her hand when they had gone to Harter for the obligatory birth control shot.

A charged silence fell between them as the easy banter faded to be replaced with longing looks. Rey fidgeted, adjusting the straps of her borrowed dress. Ben took the opportunity to move from his seat and place his arm around her. Rey leaned into him. The softness and gentle touch of his arm against her neck making her back tingle. Rey felt her breath catch in her throat as she felt their Force energy vibrate around them in such a unique way, each the perfect complement of the other. Rey knew she wasn't simply "in love," she was well and truly smitten. Ben was what made her heart strong. His smile alone burnished her soul into a beauty it could never have achieved on its own. Before they met, she was one, now she was a half, yet somehow so much more than she ever was before.

"Ben." She whispered. "I'm ready."

Ben didn't need to double-check that she meant what she said. He could feel she was ready in her every thought and action. Rey looked so heavenly. Ben was drunk on much more than the wine they had consumed. He was drunk on love. He knew his whole life had been leading up to this precious moment. Their connection showed the strength of their feeling, the mutual need. "You are so beautiful." He said honestly. "And I love you so much."

"I love you, too." Rey's hazel eyes were brimming with adoration as she reached up and ran her fingers over the bone structure that drove her so crazy. His expression was serious as he looked deep into her eyes, his own expressing the depth of his affection for her. When their lips finally met and he kissed her, Rey immediately felt she had been transported somewhere heavenly. She felt Ben's lips smile against hers as he lifted her up in his arms and carried her to their berth down below.

Ben swept Rey's hair aside and kissed her just over the collarbone. She nibbled the lobe of his ear, and then sank into his welcoming arms. Ben buried his face in the curve of her shoulder, his hands flexing around her back. He gave a reduced groan. "I love you," he murmured into her hair. "This is the happiest moment of my life."

Rey pushed her lips onto his in response. He fell back onto the bed, pulling her down with him. Laughing, they ended up in a tangle of limbs. Instead of detracting from the intensity of the moment it brought them to giddier heights. Ben kissed her more firmly and the passionate wave that ran through her was intoxicating, making her head swim as she pulled back to take in his beautiful face. The word beautiful popped in her head and Ben shook his head when she shared it with him. She gazed at him, her eyes showing her confusion.

"You're the beautiful one." He declared with a broad smile. "Completely, totally, insanely beautiful."

Rey's smile spread across her face so wide it hurt. "And what does that make you?" She teased.

"Lucky." Ben deadpanned.

Rey giggled, loving the Solo sass. "Shut up and kiss me, idiot."

Ben was happy to oblige. When they broke away to breathe, Rey pushed Ben onto his back. He lay, raising his knees behind her as he slid his hands over her thighs, resting them on her hips, his thumbs touching the bare skin under her dress. She leaned on his chest, her weight barely registering. "Han and Chewie won't interrupt us here." She smiled.

"Not a chance." Ben promised.

Rey's dress and Ben's shirt lay abandoned on the floor. Rey leaned back against Ben's knees, exposing her breasts, pink from the blush that spread across her face and over her chest. Ben lay back, amazed that a person as beautiful as his Rey wanted him. His hands felt huge on her tiny body, enormous on her breasts as he cupped them. She leaned forward a bit, pressing into his palms. He circled her nipples with his fingers, brushing lightly against them, and felt them harden to his touch. She sighed quietly, and he curled up again, covering one of her breasts with his mouth. Her skin grew tight under his tongue, and he kissed the valley between as he found her other nipple and suckled it, bringing it taut in his mouth. Ben continued to worship her body like the goddess she was, lavishing attention on every sweet spot, on every sensitised part of her skin until she was moaning with need and aching for him to be inside her.

Rey's blush deepened, and she smiled shyly. Her arms reached behind her as she looked up at Ben with utter trust. She opened herself up to him freely-with his hands, he spread her thighs, running his finger through the dark hair there, sliding his thumb into her hot, wet core. Then he lifted her, tasting her, dipping his tongue inside her. Rey wriggled against him, breathless, as his tongue rimmed around her entrance and thrust inside again. She cried out in pleasure, gasping from the intensity of it.

Ben's fingers slid through her thick folds. He found her nub and began to tease it with his thumb. Rey made needy noises, encouraging him along. Her chest rose and fell, and in between gasps she mumbled his name. She gazed into his eyes as she began to shudder against his hand. "Now, Ben." She moaned.

Ben leaned over her, resting his weight on one arm as he guided himself toward her entrance. Rey surprised him by thrusting against him, pulling him inside with her muscles. He quickly shifted his weight to both arms as she wrapped her legs around him, each thrust bringing him further inside. Ben felt like he was going to burst as she clung to him, lifting her body right off the bed in her efforts to get as close as possible. She was wound up, coiled tight as a spring, just like he was. Within seconds, she let out a loud moan as she gained her release. She pulsed around Ben, drawing him ever closer to his own. He hung on for as long as he could, wanting to maintain the pleasure as long as possible, but within a few moments he joined her, groaning deeply as his body trembled against hers. Rey leaned her head back, her eyes meeting his. She refused to let go, she smiled softly at him, unwilling to separate, so Ben rolled onto his back and pulled her with him. Rey lay, collapsed against him, her body toasty warm and sated against his. Ben wrapped her in his arms, holding her close until sleep eventually found them both.

Rey ran the comb skilfully through her wet hair after stepping out of the refresher. She stopped by the edge of the bed and gazed lovingly at Ben. He was lying on his front, still wrapped in profound sleep. She had never seen him look so peaceful. A small smile played about his full lips as he slept. Rey leaned down and pressed a light kiss on his forehead, her smile widening when his lips pursed in response to her kiss in his sleep. He was just too cute. She didn't want to disturb him, so she carefully dressed, wrapping herself in his shirt, which was so long it nearly fell to her knees. She buttoned it loosely, breathing in his heady scent as she adjusted the collar around her neck.

Rey was sure that Han kept some Gatalentan tea somewhere on the ship. It was an acquired taste and very expensive, but she was determined to try it and see what all the fuss was about. She also wanted to surprise Ben with a cup when he finally decided to surface. Rey smiled when she passed the Dejarik table, pausing for a second to run her fingers lightly over the smooth board. So far, she'd had no luck in her lazy hunt for the tea. She was beginning to think Han may have stashed in the cockpit. She was about to continue on her journey when her heart skipped a beat. She felt an awakening in the Force which had nothing to do with Ben.

Adrenaline flooded Rey's system as she felt a ghostly presence forming behind her. Her body was pushing her to either run fast for safety or run to the crate of weaponry, but instead she remained where she was, slowly finding the courage to turn around and face the phantom that had materialised from the ether. Her eyes opened wide at the figure of a man standing nonchalantly a few feet away. There was something about him that appeared oddly familiar. He was dressed in a long white tunic, with brown robes underneath. He had a kind face, it was hard to determine his age, there was an odd light shimmering around him, it was almost like he was glowing.

"Well, hello there." He greeted her in a voice rich with warmth. "I've been waiting a long time to meet you."

"Who are you?" Rey asked hoarsely as she finally found her voice.

"I think you know." The man answered softly, his grey-blue eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled.

Rey found she did know. Of course, she did. Overcome with emotion, she whispered the man's name. "You're Ben Kenobi."

A/N-thanks for reading!