Rey nearly skipped into work an hour later, her body deliciously sore and sensitive feeling. Kylo... she grinned. Well, he was just proving to be insatiable. He had joined her in the shower, washing her body before sinking to his knees.
"I fully intend to make up for all the time we could have been doing this," he'd told her, kissing up her legs. The sight of him, wet and kneeling before her, it had stolen her breath away.
"Yeah, I blame that on you," she said, then gasped when he nipped the inside of her thigh, giving her a playful look from under his lashes.
"I guess I owe you a thorough apology then," Kylo teased, leaning in to flick her clit with his tongue.
It was by far, the most satisfying apology she'd ever received.
Though it pained her to do it, she asked Kylo not to come to the cafe tonight. She needed to see Finn and speak with him about things and she owed Poe some attention. She'd been a pretty bad and self-absorbed friend lately. He'd looked disappointed but understood how important her friends were to her.
"I can see you tomorrow though?" he'd asked, already looking like he was missing her. It was so sweet, her heart ached.
"Of course," she'd laughed, standing on her tiptoes to press a kiss to his cheek. It was so endearing how he could look stunned and flustered by a kiss on the cheek after he just had his face buried between her thighs. "Come to the cafe at the normal time, okay?"
He'd agreed and given her a lingering kiss goodbye, brown eyes velvet soft.
"Hey Poe," she called as she entered the cafe, going over to give him a warm hug.
"Uh, hey Rey," he said, slightly confused but returning the hug. "You, uh... everything okay?"
She laughed, forgetting he had dropped her off last night when she was moping. That felt like forever ago. "Yeah, everything's great," she assured him, heading into the back room to put her purse and jacket away.
When she emerged, Poe was leaning against the counter, arm crossed and eyes narrowed as he watched her.
"Okay, spill it," he commanded. "Something happened. You get things worked out with lover boy?"
"I suppose that's one way of putting it," she teased.
He gasped. "You dirty girl, you totally got laid. You little sex fiend."
Rey blushed, laughing at how over-dramatic he was being. Though to be honest, she was dying to tell him all about it. Okay, maybe not all about it, there were things even Poe didn't need to know. But he would be happy for her, supportive as usual.
"I am not a sex fiend," she defended, then grinned wickedly. "But Kylo Ren might turn me into one."
"I knew it!" Poe called, lowering his voice when several customers glanced over at them curiously. "I mean, I knew it," he whispered loudly, eyes glittering mischievously. "So... how was it?"
Rey gave him a meaningful look. "You have no idea."
He groaned. "Girl, you're killing me. Come on, I've shipped you guys from day one, the least you can do it give me some details."
Luckily, she was saved from answering as a teenage couple came up to the counter to order. She could feel Poe fuming impatiently behind her.
"I'm inviting Finn in later," she told him, before he could chew her out. "How are you guys doing?"
It sufficiently distracted him, an exasperated smile on his face. "Pretty good, he's a sweet guy. We're talking but we still haven't managed to go on another date with everything going on..." He shrugged, trying to not look overly disappointed.
Rey smiled sympathetically, already planning on talking to Finn about that later and working something out. It was the least she could do for Poe.
"I'm sure things will work themselves out," she assured him.
So when Finn walked through the door later that evening, Rey rushed over to hug him. "Take Poe out on a date. Tomorrow night," she told him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders.
Finn blinked. "Nice to see you too. Uh, what?"
"You heard me. Take him out tomorrow night. Somewhere nice and romantic."
Finn glanced over at the counter where Poe had their back to them, washing mugs in the sink. "Where did this come from? Did he say something?"
Rey shook her head. "Not like that. He just said he likes you and he's sad you guys never got to go on another date after your first one was interrupted. So I'm telling you to take him somewhere tomorrow night."
"I thought he was closing with you tomorrow night?" he asked, eyebrow arching. But the longing look he gave Poe spoke for itself.
She waved away his concerns. "I can close up by myself."
Finn gave her a hard look. "You know neither of us would be comfortable with that, not after what happened last time."
"I'll be fine. Besides, Kylo will be here to walk me home so I won't be alone. Have you seen him? No one's going to try anything with him around." Rey bit her lip, not realizing before now that Finn taking Poe on a date would have an added bonus; her and Kylo alone for the rest of the night. Her stomach clenched in excitement at the thought and she tried to keep her expression casual.
"Kylo, huh? Last I heard, you guys weren't doing so well."
It was Rey's turn to arch an eyebrow. "Poe needs to stop gossiping so much. But I actually wanted to talk to you about Kylo... but not until you ask Poe on a date tomorrow."
Finn rolled his eyes but she could tell he wasn't actually annoyed. "Pushy brat," he muttered warmly, wandering over to the counter to get Poe's attention.
His eyes positively lit up when he turned around to find Finn standing there. They spoke for a minute, Poe nodding enthusiastically, leaning against the counter with a flirtatious smile curling at his lips.
Rey went and sat down at Finn's favorite table, giving them a moment of privacy. He joined her a few minutes later, a mocha in his hand and a smile on his face.
"We're on for tomorrow," he told her, ignoring the smug grin plastered across her face. "Kylo had better be here or we'll cancel."
"He'll be here," Rey promised, already imagining the things they could do alone.
Finn took a big sip of his mocha, gazing at her over the rim of his cup. "So... what's going on between you two?"
"It's complicated," she said, realizing they hadn't really even talked about it they were dating. "I asked Kylo about his past and admitted to the bit of snooping, which didn't go over very well." That was a huge understatement.
"You needed to get it off of your chest," Finn pointed out, immediately defending her.
Rey shrugged. "I think he realized that. But we talked and he opened up and told me all about what had happened."
That slimy feeling slid down Rey's spine when she thought about it, but there was also a fierce sort of pride burning in her chest.
Finn was clearly waiting for the details but even though he was her best friend, Rey wouldn't share this without Kylo's consent.
"I can't tell you most of it, but I need you to know that I'm not remotely worried about Kylo hurting me. He's a good man and I promise that what you saw him do that night was completely justified."
He still looked skeptical. "I dunno, Rey. You didn't see him. You don't attack another person like that unless you've got something wrong in the head."
Rey took a deep breath, giving him a meaningful look. "Finn... there was some serious abuse done to Kylo."
He set his mug down and ran a hand over his face roughly. Letting out a loud deep sigh, he leaned back in his chair looking pained. "Shit."
"Yeah," she agreed, knowing he understood why she couldn't talk about it now. Finn had seen and experienced some horrible things in his time in the system, so he understood what Kylo was going through.
"I didn't know," he said apologetically, looking pretty ashamed so Rey reached over and took his hand in hers.
"I didn't either. But listen, Kylo and I are seeing each other and it's important to me that you get along. So maybe just try to give him a chance and keep in mind that he's had a lot of struggles in his life, okay?"
Finn nodded. "I owe him an apology."
She shook her head, trying not to laugh at the thought of Kylo's mortification. "No, no, he would hate that. Just treat him like normal, okay? I'd like it if we could maybe plan something together soon so you and Poe can get to know him a little better."
He agreed and they talked for a little longer, catching up. It was late by the time he said goodbye, hugging her and promising Poe he'd pick him up tomorrow.
Rey watched him walk out the door, feeling like finally, things were starting to go right.
...
The next morning, Rey stood in front of her closet feeling a little feverish with anticipation.
It had taken all of her self-control to not run over to Kylo's apartment the second she'd gotten home last night. The feeling of laying in bed, listening to him move around his room and get ready for bed... it filled her mind with thoughts of him getting undressed which then morphed into thoughts of him naked with her. It had taken her a while to fall asleep.
She would be seeing him later today for the first time after sleeping together. Self-doubt was something he obviously struggled with and she wanted to distract him and make sure he knew she wanted him. That she didn't regret a single thing.
Pulling out a black lace bra and matching panties, she smirked. Black was his favorite color...
And after digging through her closet for a few minutes, she let out a triumphant sound. She wiggled on the black leather mini skirt, relieved it still fit. Finn made her buy it a few years ago when he was dragging her to clubs with him, and she had known she hadn't thrown it out.
It was pretty short and extremely tight but she could still work in it, as long as she was careful about bending over.
She could already envision Kylo's eyes going dark with desire when he saw her in this skirt. It seemed like a safe bet that he had a bit of a thing for black leather.
Rey let out a self-conscious giggle. It had been a long time since she'd diabolically planned to seduce someone and it made her feel a little giddy and powerful. Though she wanted him to see that she was trying, she also wanted to feel desired and sexy. Something about Kylo brought it out in her.
She picked out a soft pink blouse, tucking it into the skirt, and black heeled booties, leaving her legs bare. They were one of the things she loved most about herself, long, tan and toned. Kylo seemed to appreciate them yesterday when he continuously ran his hands up and down them.
Shivering at the thought, she forced herself to not think about him. He wouldn't be at the cafe for hours still, there was no sense in torturing herself.
...
Poe whistled when she walked into work, giving her an approving look up and down.
"Something tells me you didn't get all dressed up for me," he teased. "You know I was kidding about letting you use the back closet as your secret sex room, right?"
Rey rolled her eye, feeling her face get red. "You're ridiculous."
"Your ass in that skirt is ridiculous," he retorted, leaning over to get a better look. "You're going to give lover boy a nosebleed. Unless all of his blood is busy rushing somewhere else, if you know what I mean." He winked.
"Oh shut up," she hissed, but secretly feeling a little pleased.
"I tease, I tease," he said, eyes warm. "Honestly, you look great."
"Not as great as you're going to look on your date tonight though, right?"
"Damn straight," Poe agreed. "Finn is going to have a hard time keeping his hands off of me."
"Ewwww." Rey frowned exaggeratedly. "Too much info. Finn is like my brother, I don't want to hear stuff like that."
Poe sighed wistfully. "I wish Finn had been my brother growing up." He paused, wrinkling his nose. "That sounded creepier than I intended."
Rey laughed loudly, holding herself up on the counter. "I'll have to tell him all about how much you wish he was your brother. I'm sure he'd love to hear all about your incestuous fantasies."
"You do that and I'll show lover boy the Halloween party pictures of you... you know, the ones where you're passed out on the floor with puke in your hair and your boob hanging out of your dress," he said coolly.
Oh god. She needed to eradicate every last one of those pictures. It had been a really rough month and she might have drunk a bit too much of the mystery mix punch at Poe's friend's party.
"You wouldn't dare," she growled.
They glared at each other for a second before Poe's lip twitched. In a flash, they were both cackling hysterically.
"Okay, truce?" Rey asked, once she could breathe again.
Poe nodded, wiping a tear from his eye.
...
Kylo came in at his usual time, eyes immediately going to Rey behind the counter. He had a little smile curling at the corners of his mouth, two pink spots on his cheekbones.
"Hey," Rey said a little breathlessly, leaning against the counter as he came up.
"Hey," he replied, and fuck, if that deep voice didn't make her want to climb over the counter and take him.
She bit her lip, mentally shoving sex fiend Rey down.
"Want the usual?" She asked and he nodded. "I'll bring it out in a minute."
He went and sat down after giving her a lingering look, and she went to make his tea. Now that he was here, she was feeling a little nervous about wearing this outfit. Apparently sex fiend Rey was a totally try hard but insecure Rey was having second thoughts.
Grabbing his mug and making her way around the counter, she saw him look up to watch her. His dark eyes widened across the room, lips parting.
It took all of Rey's willpower to not smirk, instead keeping her eyes fixed firmly on his mug as she walked to his table. She could still feel his gaze on her though, and her knees got a little wobbly. Yes, this had definitely been a good idea. Insecure Rey could fuck off, she was going to have some fun with this.
"Here you go," she said, setting his mug down and finally looking at him.
He was staring at her intensely, something hot sparking in his eyes. Her mouth suddenly went dry.
"What?" she asked innocently.
He was silent for a long second before a slow smirk curled his lips. "Nothing," he said, but she knew he was onto her, that he saw the game she was playing and liked it. Her stomach twisted in excitement.
"How was the rest of your day yesterday?" She asked.
"Boring. Lonely." He frowned.
"Poor Kylo had to spend half a day by himself," she teased, not wanting to admit she'd missed him too.
He gave her a dirty look before his eyes strayed back to her bare legs and she wanted to laugh.
"I've got to get back to work but I wanted to let you know that Poe is leaving early for a date with Finn. He wants to make sure you'll be here to look out for me. You know," she said, meaningfully, "since I'll be here all alone. I'm sure he doesn't want anything to happen to me."
"That would be just terrible," Kylo muttered, looking distracted.
Rey bit back a laugh. He's making this too easy.
For the rest of the night, he worked on his laptop, but Rey could feel his eyes on her constantly. There was a steady ache between her legs and she wanted it to be closing time immediately.
She messed with him every chance she got, bending over the counter to reach things, walking past his table more than necessary. Poe just watched, shaking his head and vibrating with silent laughter.
"You're going to kill him," he muttered to her, but Rey just smirked. She'd never felt so bold and it was intoxicating.
Poe left around seven for his date, telling her to have a good night with a meaningful look, and suddenly the cafe felt like all of the air had been sucked out of it. Rey could feel Kylo watching her, the tension thick between them even across the room, but she kept her eyes on the cups she was methodically stacking.
The only other people in the cafe, a group of women, finally left and Rey thanked them, heading to their table to clean up, intentionally not looking at him.
She heard the soft scrape of his chair scooting back, his footsteps across the cafe towards her. Her every sense turned hyper-aware as he approached, her head down as she started collecting mugs from the table.
"Rey." His husky voice sent her spinning around before she could stop herself. "What are you doing?"
Oh hell, he wasn't even trying to hide the fact that he wanted her, his eyes absolutely scorching hot.
"Cleaning the table," she said innocently, knowing that wasn't actually what he was asking.
Kylo took a step closer, backing her into the table, their bodies almost touching.
"And what is this?" he asked softly, reaching out to graze the edge of her skirt. His fingers brushed her bare thigh and she almost rocked into his hand.
"Do you have a problem with my outfit?" She arched a brow, loving this game.
He pressed up against her fully, caging her in against the table. The heat radiating off of his body made her want to rub against him. Naked.
"I have a problem with you being a tease," he growled into her ear. Pressed against her like this, she could feel how turned on he was. It was so difficult to not just give in, to lean up and kiss him, to let him take her right here and now. But he had to wait, it wasn't closing time yet.
Pushing down a smirk, she slipped out of his hold, turning her attention back to the table.
"I don't know what you're talking about, but I really need to finish cleaning up."
Leaning exaggeratedly across the table to grab a mug, she could feel his eyes on her ass. He let out a quiet groan.
"Fuck, you-"
Whatever he had been about to say was cut off at the bell above the door tinkled. Rey quickly straightened, seeing an older man walk in and head for the counter.
Kylo cursed under his breath viciously.
...
At exactly eight, Rey locked the door, pulled the blinds down over the windows and turned off the main lights. The dimly lit cafe always felt so cozy to her when she closed but now the air just felt like it was crackling with electricity.
"I've got to do a few things," she called to Kylo, who was packing up his laptop.
With jitters in her stomach, she put away the money and closed up the safe. When she came back out of Poe's office, Kylo was leaning against a table near the counter.
"I just have to clean a few tables," she told him, grabbing a bottle of cleaner and a towel from under the counter. She intentionally skirted around him, knowing if she got too close, one of them would snap. He looked amused, a satisfied little smirk on his face. The jitters in her stomach intensified.
Crossing the cafe, Kylo followed her as she went over to one of the back tables, like a predatory cat stalking its prey. Her mind was blank with wordless excitement but she still walked steadily, stopping at the table and not looking at him. He came up directly behind her and without hesitating, he pulled the bottle and towel out of her hand, tossing them ground with a clatter.
"Hey," she exclaimed, spinning to face him. "That wasn't-"
He kissed her roughly, cutting off what she was saying. His tongue immediately plunged into her mouth, twisting with hers aggressively. It was impatient and frantic and so fucking sexy, all tongues and teeth.
They both moaned, the sound echoing around the empty cafe.
Kylo wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her against him as they kissed, and he tasted of need and desperation. Her blood boiled to think that she had done that to him and she hitched a leg up around his hip, hands grasping at his shirt as she tried to keeping standing.
Backing up a step until she bumped against the table, he abruptly picked her up by the waist, perching her on the edge of the flat surface. His hips ground against hers, his erection hard and straining through his jeans. She widened her legs, bracing one arm behind her to hold herself up as his fingers dug into her bare thighs.
Rey let out a breathless gasp, clutching at him desperately as he sucked her bottom lip into his mouth. He was kissing her like he wanted to consume her. Then his hands slid up her body and ripped at the buttons on her shirt, tearing her blouse open so he could grab her breasts, palming them as her nipples stiffened, begging to be touched.
She couldn't find it in her to be upset as she heard buttons raining across the floor.
He pulled his mouth away from hers and took a step back to take his own shirt off, but froze, staring at her.
She felt completely ravaged and unbearably turned on as his eyes roamed over her. Sitting on the table, her skirt rucked up around her waist, legs spread so her black lace panties were showing, soaked and clinging to her. Her blouse ripped open and half hanging off her shoulders, nipples straining through the lace of a matching bra.
"Fucking hell," Kylo muttered to himself and Ret bit her lip, opening her legs wider.
He tore his shirt over his head, and without any warning, dropped to his knees, wrapping his arms around her thighs to yank her to his mouth.
Rey cried out at her mouthed her through her panties, wrapping her legs around his shoulders and burying a hand in his thick, dark hair. He made a noise of approval against her as she tugged at him, urging him closer as his warm tongue parted her folds.
He didn't even try to take her underwear off, just pulling them aside so he could seal his mouth around her, tongue licking and flicking. He wasn't trying to take it easy or work her into it, just going at her like he couldn't get enough. He sucked her tender clit relentlessly, until she thought she'd scream, only to switch to long, hot, languid licks up and down.
Moaning loudly and bucking against his face, she could feel that hot knot already twisting in her stomach.
Kylo shoved two fingers into her slick entrance, pumping them in and out roughly and she had to bite her lip from screaming at how fucking good it felt. She was shaking and quivering around him, throwing her head back.
"Kylo, fuck, you're going to make me come."
He hummed, the sound vibrating against her clit just as his fingers curled deeper inside of her, brushing that perfect spot right where she needed it.
She couldn't take it. His fingers moving steadily inside her, his tongue swirling and flicking her clit, lips hot and wet around her; she gave in, unraveling on his mouth.
He kept finger fucking her all through her orgasm but leaned back to watch her, eyes dark, pupils dilated.
Before she could catch her breath, her panting filling the space between them, he leaned back in.
"Kylo!" she squeaked, trying to pull him up but he resisted. "What are you-"
"Again," he rasped against her thigh, pulling his fingers free to rub her clit with firm, smooth movements.
Rey would have protested but he plunged his tongue into her and all she could do was moan.
His thumb pressed down on her swollen bundle of nerves, working in unwavering, tight circles and swipes. And his mouth, his fucking mouth, was lapping at her, thrusting his tongue into her in sync with the movements of his fingers.
Her worked her to a second orgasm quickly, relentlessly working her sensitive clit and fucking her with his tongue. There was something about the way he pleased her, like he was so hungry for it, like he needed it too. It was the sexiest thing she had ever experienced.
As she came a second time, she glanced down, his eyes meeting hers from between her legs. He watched her eagerly, mouth and fingers never slowing down. She kept eye contact with him through the whole thing, the sight only intensifying her already earth shattering orgasm.
Collapsing back on the table, Rey tried to catch her breath, her whole body twitching like she'd been electrified. Holy fucking hell, she didn't know if she'd ever had two orgasms so close together. Her core was throbbing and aching, but in the best way possible.
Kylo stood up, pulling her to her feet as well, supporting her while she tried to find her knees.
He glanced down, smirking at the sight. "Black lace?"
"I thought you'd like it," she said weakly.
"Did you plan this?" he asked, a strange look in his eyes.
Rey gave him an innocent look, toying with the button on his jeans. "I have no idea what you're talking about."
The next thing she knew, he had spun her around and bent her over the table. Rey gasped, excitement and arousal thumping through her veins as he pressed against her. Her skirt was rucked up, her ass completely exposed to him.
"Did you plan this?" he repeated softly, and the fact she couldn't see him somehow turned her on more. The sound of his zipper was loud in the cafe and she tried to wiggle back but a firm hand on her spine held her in place. His slowly slipped her panties over her hips, letting them fall down around her ankles.
"I might have." She groaned as the hot tip of his cock brushed against her, just barely grazing her wetness.
He gently rocked against her, hovering right at her entrance. He was so close...
"Did you like teasing me all day?" he asked huskily, pressing forward so his length slid against her, fitting perfectly between her folds, his tip bumping her clit. She could only moan. He moved back and forth in a tantalizing motion, letting her feel every inch of him.
She whimpered when he pulled away completely, trying to move her hips back in search of him, but he wouldn't let her move an inch. Fuck, Kylo being a dominating lover in bed was definitely something she had thought about but her fantasies didn't do it justice. Listening to his deep voice and letting him take control was driving her crazy. She could feel herself dripping wet for him.
He leaned forward and nipped her shoulder sharply, marking her. "I asked you a question," he said. "Did you like being a tease all day, knowing you'd get fucked after work? Did you imagine this, me taking you over a table and making you come?"
Rey couldn't resist glancing over her shoulder and the sight nearly made her heart stop.
Kylo was towering over her, raven hair hanging in his face, broad shoulders blocking the light. He was staring at her bent over the table before him, his hand lazily moving up and down the length of his swollen erection, which was glistening with a mixture of his precome and her wetness. Seeing him touch himself to her... there were no words.
Their eyes met and she swallowed loudly.
"Yes," she admitted, unbearably aroused. She shifted on the table, spreading her legs slightly wider and he groaned. "I liked teasing you, liked thinking about you sitting there, watching me and getting turned on. I thought about you fucking me on a table, over the counter, against the wall, letting me riding you on the floor. I thought about coming over and crawling under your table to suck you off."
Rey heard Kylo's breath catch as she told him these things.
"Shit," he swore violently, from between gritted teeth.
Then he was finally inside her in one swift movement, filling her to the hilt with a fleshly slap against her ass. A loud whimper left her at the feeling of being pleasurably stretched, of her wet heat wrapping around every inch of him.
"You drive me fucking crazy," he growled, grabbing her hips forcefully to hold her still. She could feel every pulse, every throb of his cock as he held himself still inside of her. Just for a moment, just to show her that he was in control.
Then he started moving, pulling out slowly, only to thrust back in roughly, as deep as he could. The torturous rhythm destroyed her.
"Harder," she begged, reaching for any part of the table the could hold onto so she could roll her hips back into him, meeting his teasing thrusts.
"I'm not going to last long," he ground out.
Rey didn't care, just wanted him to take her, to fill her. "Just fuck me," she panted. "Please."
After the smallest of hesitations, he did as she asked, hips slapping against hers in a frantic, relentless rhythm. She couldn't do anything other than press up into him, angling her hips to let him slide in a fraction deeper, both of them groaning at the feeling.
"You feel so good, so fucking good." She could hear how close he was to finishing in his voice, how much he was trying to hold back.
He bent over her, pulling her up slightly to reach around and slip a hand under her bra. Rey keened as his hand cupped her breast, fingers twisting and pinching at her nipple, fucking her over the table desperately.
The feeling of him inside her, it was like she was made for him. The slick slide of his cock moving in and out of her body, hitting her just right... she never wanted it to end. They were perfect together, she knew it.
He slowed down for a second to work his second hand between them, diving down to press and work her clit.
There were too many sensations happening at once. His hands were everywhere, his hips meeting hers with wet, obscene sounds. He was sending her quickly spinning towards a third orgasm, something she hadn't even realized she could do.
"Rey," Kylo gasped against her, his breath hot against her skin. "Come with me. I want to feel you."
She was helpless to resist, clinging to the table with everything she had as she tipped over the edge and orgasmed. She could feel herself gushing around his cock, back arching against him as every bit of her body focused on the pulsing heat of her core as the most intense pleasure she'd ever felt coursed through her body.
Kylo groaned loudly as she came, his thrusts stuttering, the rhythm broken.
She felt him follow a second later, body stilling, coming inside her with hot, pulsing bursts that rocked against her sensitive core. He leaned against her gently as he came, filling her deep inside with liquid heat.
Whispering her name, arms shaking around her, he pulled out and she felt wetness dripping down her thighs and slicking on her skin.
Rey stayed still for a second, her legs sore from supporting her. Kylo's warm hand came down to rub soothingly up and down her spine, even as he struggled to catch his breath.
Holy fuck. That was by far, the kinkiest, greatest sex she had ever had. And her poor body was really going to be hating her tonight. But Jesus, somehow having sex with Kylo just made her want him more.
"Poe's going to murder us," she finally got out, laughing at the thought.
Kylo's soft chuckle sounded behind her, sounding a little self-conscious. Who would have thought that quiet, awkward Kylo Ren was a monster in bed? Like, she'd obviously thought about it but damn.
Poe was right, it always was the quiet ones.
I should probably apologize for this chapter but I'm not going to. I spent 10+ chapters waiting for them to get together, so I'm going to write some smut, damn it haha I personally love the idea of Kylo being this big, self-conscious, awkward teddy bear but then a hungry beast in bed *fans self* Don't worry, I'll get back to the story next chapter ;)
