WARNING: More smut ahead. If you wish to skip it, please jump forward to where Rey says, "I want to thank you for supporting me toinght."

Poe lifted his face, letting the water from the shower hit it. His mind was racing and his pulse had yet to return to normal thanks to the anxiety that filled him. He had not expected news like this today.

He took a deep breath, his heart clenching as he thought back to Rey's expression as she talked about this surgery, how excited she was, how hopeful. He wanted to be happy, he wanted to share that hope, but in reality, he was terrified. As he turned off the water and stepped from the shower, he told himself he wouldn't show Rey that terror. He would support her no matter what.

He pulled on a pair of boxers and stepped out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. Rey lay reclined back on her elbows on the bed, a soft smile on her face. She was wearing her normal sleep attire, a silky cami and panties, but her position on top of the covers and her expression told him she wasn't ready for sleep.

"How's your back?" she asked softly. It was a common question before they had sex. Whatever position they chose depended on the level of pain he was in.

He couldn't help but laugh softly. "It feels good," he told her honestly.

"Good," she replied simply.

"Rey…"

"You know I'm too wired to sleep, but I've been told not to make a decision until I 'sleep on it,' so I need a distraction and help getting to sleep."

Poe took a deep breath. A distraction actually sounded good, and if he was honest there was no way he'd ever be able to refuse this woman anything. He moved over to the foot of the bed and kneeled on it, then crawled up toward her. Smiling, she let herself drop down and he positioned himself over her, bracing himself on his elbows. She reached up and brought her hands up behind his head, her fingers diving into his still damp hair, pulling him gently down to her.

He kissed her, softly at first, but it didn't take long for it to deepen. Tongues tangling, Poe let one of his hands slide over her upper body, his fingers trailing along the silk of her top, moving down until he reached the hem, then slipping underneath, finding the skin of her belly just as smooth. He moved his lips over to her cheek, then her jaw, then down to her neck, kissing and sucking on her lightly. Knowing he had to be careful with certain movements thanks to his back, he rolled over onto his side next to her, the hand on her belly moving to her waist and tugging her with him. She followed, easily.

He let his hand move the cami upward until her breasts were bare, then he scooched his body down just enough that his mouth could reach those same breasts. Rey was making sounds that only increased his arousal, moans and gasps and soft words of encouragement. He wrapped his mouth around one of her nipples, then let his hand drift back down over her belly, his fingers sliding between her legs. He sucked hard at the same time he pressed his fingers against her damp panties, and she let out a loud cry.

He lifted his head, his own body reacting almost violently to her call. "Let me taste you, Rey," he whispered harshly.

She nodded her head vigorously, her breath coming fast. They were not new to this anymore, but the fact that they could become this aroused this quickly still amazed him. She amazed him. There was no doubt about it; he would die for this woman.

He maneuvered down the bed in between her legs while she half sat up, pulling off her cami. He slid her panties off, then positioned himself flat on his belly, his back straight so as to not strain it, his face right in front of her pussy. He breathed in her scent, then smiled as she brought her legs up, grabbing herself under her knees, intent on keeping out of his way. He knew from experience that that position wouldn't last long, especially if he worked more than one orgasm out of her, but he appreciated the attempt. Using his fingers, he started to play with her folds, opening her and letting his thumb slide inside, spreading her juices. She whined, and her hips jerked slightly. He moved in, lapping her with his tongue, reveling in her open and honest reactions. She had never had anyone do this to her until he had, and she had quickly become addicted. Which suited him just fine, as he loved doing it even more than he loved when she returned the favor and explored him with her mouth.

He licked her and toyed with her using his fingers for quite some time, feeling her near the edge more than once. He would back off then, placing soft kisses on her thigh. As he predicted, her grip on her legs loosened and eventually she dropped them. One leg fell lax toward the side, but the foot of her other leg settled on his upper back.

His tongue found her clit, which was swollen and hard, and he gave it a quick suck. Just that sudden action was enough to cause Rey to orgasm. A soft screech and her hand dropping down to grip his hair was his reward. Nope, he thought. Not enough. He brought two fingers up and slid them inside while he continued to suck softly on her clit, rolling his tongue around it. He pumped his fingers steadily, curling them up and brushing the inside wall of her cunt. Within moments, she was convulsing again. "Fuck!" she shouted, and he couldn't help but smile. Rey never swore except during sex.

He sucked on her some more as her pussy flooded with moisture, then he licked her greedily before pulling himself up and sitting back on his heels, keeping his fingers buried inside her. He began to thrust his hand quickly in and out, hitting her clit with his thumb as often as possible, and she started to wriggle and squirm frantically. "Poe!" she cried.

"Come on, baby," he ground out. His own erection was becoming almost unbearable, but he was determined. Finally, he felt another rush of moisture, just as her hips rose high off the bed. She squealed and he continued to pump her as she squirted onto his hand and onto the bed. He grinned. He had heard of women 'ejaculating,' but had never experienced it himself.

Rey let her hips drop, panting, her eyes wide. "Oh, God!" she gasped. "I'm sorry!"

Poe laughed. "Completely normal, sweetheart," he told her. "Not all women do that, but as long as it feels good it's natural and okay." He slowly removed his fingers, wiping them on the bed covers that were already messy now; he'd pull them off and throw them in the wash when they were done. "Now how do you want me?"

Rey smiled and sat up. "From behind," she said softly. While they had explored many positions since they had become lovers, Rey had taken a specific liking to being mounted from behind. It wasn't something Poe could always do thanks to his back, but tonight he was game.

"Turn around," he told her roughly.

Her eyes bright and her face and upper chest still red from her orgasms, Rey jumped up and turned her back to him, kneeling down in front of him and lowering her upper body down to rest on her elbows. Poe raised himself up, quickly removing his boxers, then reached over to snatch the condom Rey had put on the nightstand. He positioned himself behind her and grabbed her hips, his cock as hard as it had ever been. He slid it into her, then pulled out, teasing her with his tip. Her head dropped down and she groaned. He slid in, then out, then in, then out again. "Poe!" she cried out softly.

Finally, he let himself sink all the way into her, groaning at the sensation of wet heat that enveloped him. He began to pump, slowly, then quickly, letting his hips smack hard into her ass, then slowly again. He loved keeping her guessing, and his irregular pattern helped to extend their pleasure. Finally, however, her heat and her cries and the sounds he made as he pushed in and out of her soaking wet pussy were too hard to fight. He began to pump faster and steadier, and she responded by bringing one of her hands back to grab his wrist. "Yes!" she cried. "Oh, God, I'm coming again!"

He felt her walls contract around him and he thrust even harder, feeling his lower back tighten in a good way as he finally released himself inside her.

A few minutes later, after he had removed the bedspread and cleaned them both up with a washcloth, they cuddled under the sheet, Rey's head on Poe's shoulder, her arm around his chest.

"I want to thank you for supporting me tonight," Rey said softly. "I don't know what I would do if you weren't on my side on this."

"Always," he whispered back, but he knew she could feel his body tense.

"I know," she responded. "But please be honest. What do you think about this surgery?"

He was silent for a long moment. Finally, "Honestly, Rey, it scares the hell out of me."

She bit her lip.

"But I promise that whatever you decide, I will be by your side through it all. Forever."

Rey nodded, taking a deep breath.

"Just answer one question for me, okay?" he continued.

"Of course."

"Are you happy?"

"What?"

"Are you happy? With me? With this life?"

"Of course, I am!" she gasped. "But Poe… to see again…"

"I know! I know!" he soothed. He brought his hand up to stroke her hair. "I know whatever you decide will be the right thing for us." He paused. "Let's sleep. You'll have your answer by morning. I know you will."

He prayed he was right.

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