WARNING! WARNING! THIS CHAPTER IS SEXUALLY EXPLICIT! WARNING!
Chapter Twelve – Ben
Ben kept his arm around Rey protectively as they ran through the windstorm to his hut. The gales tore at them, catching their robes and billowing them up around them. He wrenched open the door and Rey rushed inside. He struggled to close the door, slamming it shut against the raging elements. This level of wind didn't happen often, but they disrupted everything when they stirred up.
"Are you sure this hut isn't going to blow away?" She glanced around skeptically.
"It's sturdier than it looks," Ben assured her.
Rey sat down on his bed, looking up at him. A small smile graced her lips.
Ben suppressed the nervousness trying to well up inside him. He knew Rey would sense it and he didn't want to her to think him foolish. Master Skywalker had blessed their union, practically encouraged him to bed her. Rey had already made her intentions very clear, but he didn't want to rush things. To just throw her down and take her seemed crude. He wanted to make her feel special. Plus, he didn't exactly know what the hell he was doing in this situation. The men in the few holopornos he'd seen always looked so in control and skilled.
A thought occurred to him. "You didn't get to eat anything before we landed. You must be hungry. I've got some ration bars here, or I can scrounge something up from the kitchen."
Rey's smile widened. "Oh, yes! Very hungry!" Her stomach made a cranky noise in agreement. She giggled, music to Ben's ears. "The ration bars are fine."
He handed her one and ripped open one for himself as he sat down at his desk.
"Mmmm! These ration bars are so much better than the ones on Jakku." She woofed it down.
"Another?"
She nodded enthusiastically.
Ben laughed, handing her another bar. "I can't wait to feed you real food. When we get to Naboo tomorrow, I'm going to amaze your taste buds."
Her eyebrows shot up. "We're going to Naboo tomorrow?" she asked around a mouthful of bar.
"Yes. My father is picking us up to go to Mirie's concert. Of course, he doesn't know you'll be coming along, but he'll love you. He never understood the vow of celibacy thing so I fear he's going to be on his worst behavior concerning us. Try not to get offended."
"I remember Han. I can take it."
Ben pushed the image of his father's murder out of his head. He refused to let her memory from before intrude. He never murdered his father. His father was just fine. Instead, he said, "We may have to convince my uncle to come with us though. He's so reluctant to leave the temple, which I understand, but Mirie was so disappointed last time the family got together for one of her concerts and he wasn't there."
"Luke did promise to help protect me from Palpatine. Perhaps that will be enough persuasion?" Rey offered.
"Maybe. I'd hate to see my father try to wrestle Master Skywalker onto the Falcon. Mirie has always been Daddy's little princess and he hates to see her disappointed. But my uncle could have my father hanging by his boots if he doesn't want to go."
Rey giggled again at such an image of Han Solo on floating upside down in thin air. Then she tossed her ration wrappers in the waste bin by the desk and kicked off her shoes. She laid down on his bed, stretching her body out. "These beds are spoiling me. Like sleeping on a cloud. How will I sleep in a barn again after this?"
"I don't intend for you to ever sleep in a barn again." Ben couldn't take his eyes off her as she ran her hands over smooth sheets. Warmth spread through him as the nervousness dropped away.
Rey rolled on her side. Her eyes traveled over his body before locking on his eyes. Her gaze smoldered.
Want
"Kiss me, Ben."
Her wish was his command. He crawled up on the bed beside her, leaning over her to capture her lips with his own. Kissing her felt good. It felt right.
The enormity of the situation blew his mind. This was Rey! The same Rey who enchanted him as a child, who saved him from a life on the dark side. The woman he fantasized about as a teenager. He honestly never thought he'd see her again after so many years, forcing himself to be content with just her memory, but it was never really enough. Having her here, kissing her even, was more than he'd ever dreamed.
Rey's fingers slid into his hair, lightly scraping along his scalp. She opened her mouth, deepening the kiss. A little moan escaped her.
The sound drove him crazy. He slid his tongue against hers as he explored her mouth. Kriff, she tasted so amazing! The warmth enveloping his body settled in his lower abdomen and his body responded to her touch.
He broke away from her mouth, needing to taste more of her. He kissed down her jawline and along her neck. The throbbing beat of her pulse in her neck fascinated him. He licked her skin there and smiled as it sped up. Then he gently scrapped his teeth along her flesh, making it leap in concert with her gasping.
"Ben, take off your shirt."
He hated to leave her neck, but he obeyed her command. He shrugged off the Jedi robe and tossed it on the floor. Then in one swift motion, he pulled the vest and shirt over his head.
Rey's fingers slid down his chest, caressing him.
The sensation sent shivers of lust down his spine. His pants grew increasingly tight.
When she licked her lips, he couldn't stand it anymore. He had to taste her again. His mouth found hers and he kissed her hard.
Then her leg whipped around his hip, pushing him on top of her. He marveled at her flexibility even as he made sure to support his weight on his arms to keep from crushing her. Her other leg wrapped around the other side of him and she pushed his pelvis down against her center. In an instant, his shaft hardened almost painfully. He moaned into her mouth.
Her hand undid his belt then slipped inside his pants. He made a strangled cry as she wrapped her fingers around him and moved against him. The exquisite friction almost had him coming in his pants.
"Wait," he managed to breathe out.
She startled. A blush reddened her cheeks. "I was doing it wrong, wasn't I?" She withdrew her hand.
Dismay
"No! Exactly the opposite. I just don't want to finish to soon. I want to take my time pleasuring you."
Her cheeks reddened further. "Oh, okay."
Her look of innocence fascinated him, conveying to him her inexperience most likely rivaled his own. It boosted his confidence. He leaned down, whispering in her ear. "Let me undress you."
She hesitated, then nodded.
He sucked her ear lobe into his mouth, eliciting a squeal of delight. Then he pulled away from her, going down to the bottom of the bed. He removed her socks and caressed her feet, then applied more pressure to massage them. Starting on the left, he used the pads of his fingers to press concentric circles into her muscles. He moved from her arch to her heel then up to the balls of her foot. He finished by lightly pulling on each of her toes. Then he switched to the right.
Rey moaned. "How can someone touching my feet feel so good?"
Ben smiled, but remained silent. He worked his way up her legs, massaging her ankles, calves, thighs. When he reached her waist, he hooked his fingers under the waistband of her pants. He looked up at her for permission.
She gave the slightest nod.
He ripped her pants off her legs, leaving her underwear in place.
She giggled, drawing her legs up as the air suddenly hit them.
Her laughter made him crave her mouth. It had been too many minutes since he'd kissed her. He climbed back on the bed, initiating another make-out session.
As he kissed her, and she kissed him back enthusiastically, touched the skin at her waist, slipping his hand under her shirt.
She jumped a little, but didn't stop kissing him.
Ben wrapped his hands around her back and slowly sat her up. His hands continued to move up, bringing her shirt up with them. He positioned her arms up over her head and reluctantly broke apart from her. Then he lifted her shirt over her head.
She shivered, a delightful tremble coursing through her body.
He kissed her shoulder and ran his hands over her arms, warding away the goosebumps. He found the band restraining her hair and gently tugged it away, letting her chestnut brown tresses flow down her back. How he loved her hair down! He leaned into her, burying his face in her locks and breathing deeply before pulling back again.
Only her breast band remained. He unwound it, getting more excited as each layer dropped away. Then it was gone.
She laid down again, and he basked in all the glory that was Rey. Only one scrap of cloth hid her last secret.
Then something changed. Rey withdrew slightly. Her eyes darted away from his, her smile changing to a grimace. Her arms crept up over her breasts, hands wrapping around her upper arms.
Exposure
He blinked, not understanding. Had he done something wrong? "Rey? Tell me."
Her eyes didn't meet his. "When I was inside your memory, I saw... myself. But it wasn't really me. I was so much more beautiful there than I really am. You may not like what you see." Her voice was small.
"Oh, Rey." His heart broke for her. "That was the fantasy of an eighteen-year-old boy struggling to survive. But I don't want fantasies anymore. I want you. The real you. I love you, even your scars and lineage, all of you."
She bit her lip, her eyes rising to his. She searched his face for any trace of untruth. Finding none, she nodded. "Make me yours in every way."
His eyes widened as he realized how serious she was to have him. It stoked the fire burning within him. Using the Force, he ripped that last remaining cloth off her body. Then he jumped off the bed, discarded his own pants and stood before her, fully erect.
She beckoned him with a look of pure hunger and he complied. Her hands wrapped around his neck as he climbed back on the bed. Their lips met, passion and heat.
His hand cupped her breast and his thumb grazed the nipple. It hardened, which fascinated him. He needed to taste. His mouth broke away from hers and took the nipple inside.
His tongue swirled around it.
Rey moaned, lifting her chest further into him.
The noises spurred him on. He switched to the other breast, loving how he made that nipple harden in his mouth. His other hand wandered over her body, down her back to her ass. Her thighs clenched hard together. He wondered what that was about.
Her hand touched his hand, just a brush at first. Then she guided his hand around from her backside to her front. Her thighs unclenched and parted.
Ben almost hyperventilated. Rey's most inner secret. He desperately wanted to touch her, but he wanted to do it right. He racked his head for guidance. The damned holopornos always seemed to skip to the final act.
But Alkos knew! His best friend had gone through a wild phase before taking the oath, bedding more women than Ben even knew about. He'd told Ben there existed a spot between a woman's legs that can make her scream in pleasure. Ben had pushed such information out of his head before, figuring he'd never need it. But now...
His hand brushed over the crisp curls covering her womanhood.
She opened her legs wider for him. "Yes," she whispered.
He grew bolder, exploring deeper. He found her opening, slipping a finger inside. The sensation of her muscles tightening around him almost had him losing control.
She gasped, but she didn't scream. Even though she liked this, it wasn't the right spot.
He withdrew his finger, stroking upwards.
Her entire body jerked, a strangled cry ripping from her throat.
Oh, yes. This was the spot. He stroked again.
Rey screamed. "There, Ben! Yes, there!"
He couldn't help but to smile. He continued stroking, loving the feel of her writhing under him. His manhood hardened to an almost painful level, but he didn't care. This was for her, for all she'd done for him. Everything he did from now on would be for her.
Her hand gripped his shoulder, fingernails digging into his skin. She panted, then held her breath as her back arched. Objects around the room rattled in place. Then she finally screamed fully.
Ben took his hand away from her core, but held her against him as she came down from the high. As her body stilled and breathing returned to normal, Ben asked viciously, "Did I do it right?"
Rey laughed breathlessly. "Obviously, you're an expert."
Pride swelled in his chest.
"But we're not done yet," she added.
He looked up, surprised. "Are you sure?"
"I told you to make me yours in every way." She kissed him again, soft and sweet.
He couldn't help but to deepen the kiss. It didn't take much for him to become rock hard again. He shifted his body, setting between her legs.
"Take me now," she commanded him.
He gripped himself and positioned himself at her entrance. He took a deep breath, preparing himself for the most intimate joining with Rey. Then he pushed the tip of himself inside her.
She grimaced.
Pain
He paused, concerned. "I'm hurting you."
"It's supposed to hurt the first time," she said in a strained voice. "Keep going."
Memories that weren't his invaded his head. Him probing her unwilling mind. Them fighting in a snowy forest, him slashing at her with a wicked red lightsaber. No, he didn't like hurting her. He backed up. Shame coursed through him. He cursed his inexperience, knowing he was making a fool of himself.
Rey sat up and reached for him. "It's okay, Ben. I love you for not wanting to hurt me. But I think I have an idea. Trust me?"
"I trust you, Rey." He'd trust her with his life.
She guided him to the bed, pushing him down on his back. Then she climbed up and straddled him. She leaned down and kissed him. As her tongue explored his mouth, she began to rock her hips against him.
Ben moaned as she rubbed her core along his shaft. The delicious friction sent sparks of electricity through his body. His hands curled around her thighs, his hips matching the rhythm of hers.
Rey's skin flushed. She was close. Then, unexpectedly, she lifted her hips, grabbed his manhood and impaled herself on him. She took all of him inside her in one motion.
Pain
Pleasure
It took every ounce of willpower not to let himself go. The sensation of being enveloped in her heated wetness almost overwhelmed him. He wanted to move inside her, but she sat frozen on top of him, eyes closed. He'd give her as much time as she needed, even if it took every ounce of self-control he possessed.
After a time, she shifted her weight slightly.
Just that tiny movement sent a wave of fire up his nerves. He inhaled sharply.
She opened her eyes and grinned down at him. She shifted again, a little more this time.
He gasped again and her grin widened. It prompted her to start moving, just a fraction of an inch at first but then more and more. Her body fell into an ancient rhythm. The smile left her face, replaced by a look of sheer concentration.
His hips rose up to meet hers, matching that rhythm. His hands crept up her thighs to her waist, savoring the feel of her curves.
She picked up the pace, riding him hard. Her flushed skin deepened in color and her chest heaved as she took faster breaths. Almost there. She was glorious to behold.
His eyes widened as he suddenly realized she glowed blue. He glanced at his hands and arms and saw he also glowed blue. He pondered for a second what that meant, hoping it to be the Force blessing this union as Master Skywalker had implied. His love for her multiplied exponentially in that moment. He'd be her slave for eternity just to be near her. He'd fulfill any wish she ever dreamed of. He'd protect her, destroy any enemy trying to visit evil upon her. His mind, body and soul belonged to her.
There wasn't much more time to think about this as Rey threw back her head, screaming his name. "Ben!" Her inner muscles spasmed around him as she reached the heights of passion.
Ecstasy
His own release followed on the heels of her. Every muscle in his body tensed as his groin tightened. His breathing became ragged as pure rapture rushed to his head. He clenched his jaw and squeezed his eyes shut as he spilled his seed into her.
At the same moment, the entire hut seemed to shift. Anything not anchored clattered to the floor, creating a loud racket he barely heard over the blood rushing in his ears. Even the bed made a screeching noise as it slid out of place. The echo of it reverberated around the room.
Ben opened his eyes.
Rey looked down at him, still perched on top of him. She panted heavily and her skin shone with sweat.
Together, they smiled.