Heads up, all! If you read the last chapter, you know what's coming! If you are not into adult content, you'll probably want to skip most of this chapter. However, jump to the very last line so you can be ready for the next one. As for the rest of you, enjoy.

Rey's heart continued to race as she let Poe tow her along through the koyo grove, his hand gripping hers firmly. The arousal she was feeling was already much stronger than anything she had felt with Dar last night, and it was only growing as she realized Poe was absolutely serious about where they were going and what he planned to do to her there.

As they exited the orchard, Poe made a stop at the maintenance shed. He let go of Rey's hand just long enough to grab a couple of old blankets off the top shelf. Rey smiled as two of Kes' droids asked if he needed any assistance and he gruffly replied, "Absolutely not." Taking her hand once more, he winked at her and headed into the jungle, not following any path that Rey could see.

His sense of direction was unerring, and soon the Uneti tree was in front of them. Poe let her go once more, taking the blankets he had tucked under his arm and laying them on the grass in the shade of the tree. Rey looked about the small clearing, facing the direction she knew the house was. Poe saw where her focus was and also glanced at the path. It was broad daylight, but they were on Dameron property. The only one they should have to worry about was Kes, and Rey was quite sure he wasn't going to come looking for them, knowing that Rey had set out to find Poe and… talk.

She looked at him as he let out a shaky sigh. His chocolate eyes met hers.

"If you don't want to do this…"

Rey smiled. "I want to do this." She couldn't deny she was nervous, but she wasn't about to let this moment, or this man, slip away.

Poe's eyes turned soft and he stepped up close to her. He leaned in to kiss her and she met him halfway. Arms wrapped around each other once more, they continued to kiss, and Rey could feel her arousal jump. She brought her hands down in between them so she could tug at his shirt, pulling it out of his pants.

He pulled back. "Rey…"

"What?" she responded, her tone challenging.

He looked at her a moment, his expression serious, but then a small smile appeared on his lips and he lifted his arms up. Rey continued to pull his shirt up and off of him, revealing his naked chest. She tossed his shirt on the ground and looked at him, her eye immediately catching the flash of the ring he wore on a chain around his neck. His chest was hairless, his pectorals firm and toned without being overly muscled. She knew he worked as hard physically as anyone else on the base, and it had paid off with a fit body. He was beautiful.

She realized he was tugging gently at her shirt now, so she looked up and focused on him once more. "Keep up, Rey," he told her, his eyes flashing. She grinned and raised her arms as he pulled her tunic off. She bit her bottom lip as she saw him study the breast band she wore underneath. His fingers moved to the fasteners along the front of it, deftly undoing them. The strap fell away, exposing her bare chest to him. She felt her face heat as he examined her just as thoroughly as she had examined him. "Beautiful," she heard him murmur.

Rey stepped into him once more, bringing her arms around his neck and pressing her breasts against his chest. He moaned and began kissing her again, his hands running along her bare back. She shivered at the feel of his rough fingers on her heated skin. After a moment, she pushed away, panting, and reached for the buckle of her belt. Poe mirrored her. Neither had worn their weapons much while here, so there was less to remove than there would have been had they been back on base, and within seconds they were both naked, dropping to their knees on top of the blankets and facing each other.

Rey wanted to take her time to peruse the naked man in front of her, but she wanted to touch him even more, so she found herself once more plastered up against him, her arms tight around his neck, her mouth on his. She felt a surge of wetness between her legs and knew exactly what that meant: her body was preparing for his.

She had often worried in the past whether she would be able to feel complete sexual arousal. She had spent her whole life avoiding any kind of sexual contact, hiding from rapists and refusing any and all offers to sell her body in that way, even when she was desperate to eat. A strange sort of disassociation always occurred when confronted with the activity, whether it be witnessing others or just being part of a conversation about sex, and that detachment had made itself known just last night while she had been kissing Dar. She had liked it, had been curious to see where it led, but she had not been physically invested in the act.

This was completely different. It was as if her whole body was crying for Poe to take her, to penetrate her, both physically and spiritually. Being with him here, under this Force sensitive tree, only compounded what she was feeling, letting her know that somehow, someway, the Force approved.

So much for lack of attachment.

Poe began to push against her, gently but firmly, and she laid back on the blankets he had spread out. He immediately followed, bracing himself on one elbow as he lay mostly on top of her, one leg between hers. He watched her carefully as he lowered his face toward hers, and she gave him a small smile to let him know she was completely and utterly on the same page. As he began to kiss her, he brought his free hand up to stroke her body. It roamed over her, first her breasts, then down the curve of her hip, back up to her abdomen, then back down to her thigh, barely touching her mound as he did so. She arched her hips up, wanting him there, but he continued to tease her, touching her everywhere but there. His lips were on her throat now, his tongue sweeping along under her jaw, his beard brushing against her skin roughly.

"Poe!" she breathed, excited and frustrated at the same time. "Please," she begged, arching her hips up once more.

"Greedy," he whispered against her neck, but she could feel the smile on his lips. His fingers finally found her core just as he lowered himself down to her breasts.

Rey couldn't help the squeal that emanated from her as a long, thick finger delved into her folds at the same moment his mouth enveloped her tit. She felt another gush of slick flow from her pussy, and she felt as well as heard Poe's approving groan as he continued to suck on her breast. She started to wriggle her hips, needing more. More stimulation. More contact. More something. "Please. Please. Please," she panted.

Poe lifted his head to look at her. "I wanted to make this last, Rey," he growled.

"Next time," she shot out.

He smiled, as if he was pleased she was acknowledging that there would be a next time. "And the time after that," he added as he moved his body back up and over hers, bringing his other leg between hers. "And the time after that."

Rey nodded vigorously. "Yes!" she gasped. She spread her legs wide as he grasped his cock in his hand and lined it up with her entrance. She looked closely at his erection for the first time, making note that she would have to become better acquainted with that part of his anatomy next time, too. She licked her lips as she watched him push the tip into her. He groaned, and she looked up to find him watching her, his eyes black and intense.

Once he was firmly seated inside her, he brought his other arm up to brace that elbow on the ground, essentially caging her underneath him. Yet, she never once felt trapped or helpless. She brought her hands up to stroke his back, reveling in the tightness of his muscles as he held himself taut above her, slowly sinking into her inch by inch, watching her expression carefully. The pressure of his welcome invasion increased and she spread her legs more, bringing her knees up.

There was a moment of resistance from her body, and Poe stopped suddenly, his eyes wide, but then he nodded slightly, as if she had just confirmed what he had already suspected. A tiny smile appeared on his face as he lowered his head to kiss her softly, then he lifted it again to watch her as he continued to push past her natural barrier, stretching her. There was no pain as her body continued to invite him in, but the intensity of his penetration made her legs shake and she gripped his back, moaning.

Poe buried his face in the crook of her neck when he could push in no more, muttering, "Kriff," vehemently. "You're so tight."

Licking her lips, Rey whispered, "Is that bad?"

He chuckled, and the subtle movement of his body sent a shot of pleasure through hers. He lifted his head again, looking at her. Though his eyes were still dark with arousal, there was a gentleness there that made Rey's chest ache. "It feels amazing for me," he explained. "But does it feel good to you? That's the important question."

Rey shifted her hips slightly, focusing on the myriad of sensations bombarding her. All of them were good. She looked back at him, meeting his eyes with her own, and smiled. "It feels like home."

Poe squeezed his eyes shut, whispering, "Fuck," with heavy emotion. Then he opened them again and gazed at her with a mix of passion and adoration.

Rey had never felt so loved in her life. She felt tears form in her eyes, but before they could fall Poe began to move. The exhilaration that flowed through her was powerful, and she lifted her legs, instinctively wrapping them around his waist, intent on keeping him inside her as he began to thrust his hips, slow at first, but then faster. Harder.

Her arousal grew so fast that she felt a brief moment of fear. Her body shuddered suddenly, her legs tremoring. "Kriff!" she swore sharply as her body started convulsing in earnest. Her legs tightened and her vision blurred. She closed her eyes, gripping Poe hard with her fingers, holding him close, fearing that if she let him go, she would slip away from him on this wave of euphoria. She felt his smile against her cheek as he kissed her, his beard tickling her oversensitive skin.

"That's it," he muttered, slowing his thrusts for a bit, letting her catch her breath. When she opened her eyes to look at him, he asked her, "Did you like that?"

Taking a couple of deep breaths, Rey nodded. "Yeah," she gasped. That was an understatement.

"Then do it again," Poe said, his voice deeper than she had ever heard it. His hips began driving his cock hard and fast once more, and his expression became almost severe. "I'm gonna come in you, Rey," he told her. "I'm gonna make you mine."

Rey's breath caught as she felt her whole body respond, not only to his actions but to his words. She nodded, wanting more than anything to be claimed by this man. Never in her life had she felt like this. Not just the pleasure, but the emotions. She loved Finn. Just as she loved Leia and Chewie. But this man… this was more. This wasn't just love or lust. This was trust and faith and something indescribable. This was a connection of which she had never imagined.

"You're gonna come with me, Rey," he told her, his voice rough. She could see how his cheeks were flushed, how his body was so tense it looked ready to snap. His eyes met hers once more, and there was an almost crazed look in his. "Come with me!" he demanded.

And she did.

Once more, her vision blurred and her body convulsed. She tightened her legs and her arms around him as she felt him stiffen. A warmth infused her womb and she cried out, "Yes! Please, yes!" She felt her whole body start to tingle, the way it did when she was using the Force to do something difficult. She tried to focus on the man above her and for a moment their eyes met one more time. The awe she saw in his filled her with joy; he was feeling it, too, she thought. This was more than two people having sex together, taking pleasure from each other's bodies.

This was a bonding through the Force.

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