Friendly reminder this fic is rated M for ~reasons~
Rey felt secure to be back in Ben's embrace, to be surrounded by his aura through the Force. No, blissful.
Her breathing slowed as her head remained nestled against Ben's neck, his skin hot and slick with sweat beneath her cheek. Not long before, Ben had wrenched off his dark cowl, cloak, and gloves to cool down from the intense heat. His arm warps and a dark shirt remained, and Rey could tell he was still overheated by his labored breathing. She loosened the grip of her arms around his back, not wanting to smother him with her own body heat.
Even though Rey had been away from Jakku for years, the heat didn't bother her now; rather, she welcomed it.
With her ear pressed against his neck, Rey heard the thick thud of Ben's pulse, the throaty whooshing of air as he breathed in and out. She opened her eyes as Ben began to pet the back of her head, his fingers occasionally catching in her buns.
She blinked against the drying beads of tears that clung to her eyelashes and looked ahead through the entryway of the structure. The sky had turned a deep orange over the rolling sand dunes, signaling the start of the sunset.
"How did you find me?" Rey finally breathed.
She felt Ben's head shift ever so slightly as she spoke, and his hand lowered from the back of her head. "I felt you through the Force," he said softly.
"There's a Force field around my ship, how…" she trailed. She kept her head on Ben's shoulder, afraid to look at his face, to be met once again with haunting yellow eyes. But Ben slid his hands to her upper arms, gently leaning Rey away from him to look at her as he sat before her. Rey was flushed with relief as she gazed into his dark, human eyes.
"Our bond is stronger than you think," Ben murmured. His gaze was focused, penetrating.
Rey tilted her head, blinking tiredly at Ben as she studied the sallowness of his skin, the soft curve of his jaw, the sweat trailing from his hairline down to his dark eyebrows. Ben seemed to be studying her face in turn, his warm eyes flickering over her own face.
Rey felt the Force circling around them, drawing her towards him. Her mouth quivered, she wanted nothing more than to lean forward and kiss Ben. But she sensed that he was putting up mental walls to her, and she wasn't sure if the feelings they'd once shared for each other were still mutual.
She suddenly remembered when she'd stood before Snoke's enormous hologram on the Finalizer, and she heard again the sneer in his booming voice as he'd warned her, when you two are reunited, you shall come to realize that he is Kylo Ren...a Sith has no room for compassion. You will see, once he has been fully corrected.
Rey wondered if Ben had this time been 'fully corrected,' considering the inhuman eyes she'd seen in his face just hours before on the Empire base. Does he even still have the capacity to love? Rey wondered, her heart clenching in her chest. Not wanting to ask him this, another pressing thought crossed her mind.
"Why can't we hear each other anymore?" Rey asked. She knew that Ben understood she was referring to their telepathic connection.
Ben sucked in a breath. "It's Snoke," he said, his voice low. Ben's hands dropped from Rey's wrapped arms as his eyes shifted away from her. His face grew cold, stony. "He's tried to sever our bond."
Rey's brows raised, considering she'd just been thinking of the mysterious figure. "But I can still feel you in the Force," she said, furrowing her brows. "He hasn't severed it."
"No," Ben said, meeting her eyes again. "In that, he has failed. I don't think the bond can be undone."
"Can he always sense you—does he know you're here, now?" Rey asked, her voice rising.
Ben shook his head. "No. Your ship's Force field, it keeps us hidden. Besides, Snoke doesn't know I'm not where I'm supposed to be—at least, not yet."
As he spoke, Rey observed the light purplish coloring beneath his eyes, the debilitation in his face. "What have they done to you?" She breathed. Her stomach twisted in anguish as she thought of the short time they'd once been held prisoner on the Finalizer, and the torture Ben seemed to have been put through while they'd been there. What could they have done to him this time, in the span of six months? She wondered.
Slowly, she reached a hand up to stroke his face, but he abruptly rose from the ground, thwarting her gesture.
"No, Rey," he said rigidly, shaking his head. "We can't be together any longer."
"What do you mean?" She asked, her voice feeble. His tall, dark figure was framed by the deep orange-maroon of the sky that shone through the structure's entrance behind him.
"Rey, this—us...it's not safe," he said, his brows furrowing. "We need to stick to our own loyalties...we're on opposite sides of the war, we should be enemies." There was an audible tremor in his voice.
Rey got to her own feet, her brows lowering as she saw the stirring confliction in his eyes. "Enemies?" She repeated. She felt her chest tightening. If she hadn't been crying for the past hour, she probably would have begun now, but her tears had all dried. She was done with crying, with feeling helpless and alone. "Then why did you follow me here?" She snapped, her voice shrill.
Ben looked at her seriously, his mouth opening slightly. He hesitated to speak. "I didn't want you to think I'd abandoned you, Rey, that I'd left you without cause. I just…I don't want you to feel so lonely," he said quietly, his voice quivering.
Rey swallowed hard as she stared across at him, watching his face as it began to twitch. She knew that he felt just as lonely as she did. "You don't even believe in the Empire, Ben, this isn't fair," she said, the air around them growing tense, tight.
Ben furrowed his brows as he stared back at her. "We can't be together," he repeated. "This is the only way I know you'll be kept safe," he said emphatically. "The Order of Organa can protect you...I can't."
Rey saw the pain that flashed across his features as he spoke. "Why must you have to suffer for all of this?" She asked, taking a small step towards him. Her eyes settled again on the purplish skin beneath his eyes, and she wondered when his eyes would again turn yellow, back into the inhuman eyes of a Sith.
"They're making you into something you don't want to be," Rey said, stepping towards him again. Ben took a swift step back from her, his hands trembling at his sides. "The world shows you no kindness," Rey said quietly, shaking her head. She reached out to touch his face, and this time, he let her. She stroked her fingers affectionately down the faint pink scar that snaked down his cheek. "Let me."
Ben closed his eyes at her touch, his mouth trembling for a moment, and Rey thought that he was caving to her. But when he reopened his glossy eyes, he gently grasped her wrist in his hand and urged it back to her side.
"No," he said, but his wavering voice had little resolve. His doleful eyes flickered over her a moment before he spoke again. "You need to get back to Trora, to your friends," he said, stepping back from her. "We both need to leave."
Rey felt the strain in the Force between them as Ben stared at her with a heavy gaze. His eyes lingered on her before he turned and began making his way out of the AT-AT. Rey shook her head in disbelief as she scampered after him out into the sand. "Ben, wait—when will we see each other again?" She asked desperately, but he didn't answer. She fumed that he was ignoring her. "You're an idiot if you believe I won't come after you!" She yelled sharply as she stalked after him.
Ben finally stopped and he turned to face her, his chest rising in a shaky sigh. "We will see each other again," he said, his brows quivering. But as they stared across at each other in the glow of the remaining sliver of sun on the horizon, they both understood that this was no certainty.
Sucking in a flustered breath, Rey stomped across the short distance between them and pressed her hands to the sides of Ben's cheeks, pulling his face down to hers. She pressed her lips up to his with desperate ebullience, and Ben's hand lifted to cup her face as he softly kissed back. Rey felt the Force surging energetically between them, the powerful sensations stirring within them both.
But the kiss was made brief as Ben gently pulled back, stepping away from her. Even as he pulled away, a vaguely familiar liveliness remained between them, and Rey couldn't quite place what it was. Ben's mouth remained open as he backed away, his brows lifting at their inner ends, his expression a look of unmistakable longing.
The light wind blew his dark hair over his forehead as he stared across at her. "We'll see each other again," he repeated. "When the war is over...I will find you."
Rey's heart sunk in her chest as she watched Ben turn back the other way. Her breath catching in her throat, she realized that this could very well be the last time she'd ever see him again. The Galactic War wasn't expected to end any time soon; at the base on Trora, there had been talk amongst the generals that it could go on for years, decades. The chance that Rey and Ben would both survive it was slim, as their Force-sensitivity made them even greater targets to their opposite sides.
Rey remained in place for a few long moments as she watched Ben's tall, masculine figure traipse through the sand amid the backdrop of the maroon sky, her legs growing weak. Forcing herself to turn around, Rey was devastated that the only thing Ben wanted was to stay away from her, to fight on his side of the war. The war seemed to be more important to him than she. He's a Sith now, she reminded herself, reflecting on Snoke's words. He no longer loves me.
Strangely, Rey's despondent feelings felt as if they were amplified outside of her own self, even mirrored. She was about to enter back into her AT-AT, but she stopped in the sand as she began to piece together the cause of the liveliness she had been feeling in the air for the last few minutes—she could now sense Ben's thoughts, his feelings. And he, presumably, hers.
Rey thought back to the fairy tales she'd read as a child, about the mythical healing powers of a real, loving kiss. Was it the kiss that opened our minds to each other? Rey wondered, tempted to take the fairy tales seriously for once.
Her heart quickened as she heard the sound of heavy footsteps marching through the dirt behind her, and Rey's heart jumped as she flipped around to see Ben standing directly before her, his chest heaving and a heavy look in his soulful eyes.
"I'm no Sith," he said with unwavering conviction. "I do love you, Rey...I'll never stop loving you."
As soon as he'd finished his words, he pressed his lips down firmly onto Rey's, and a small, surprised sound escaped her as his bare hands gripped the sides of her face. Her lips softened against his as Ben tilted his face, kissing her deeply.
Rey's arms broke out in goosebumps under their fabric wraps at the intensity of his kiss, of the passion that flowed through to her from him. Ben's mouth parted slightly as he overtook her lips in his, his hands moving down to grip the sides of her waist. Rey's heart fluttered in her chest as she revelled in the feeling of his full lips crushing down into hers.
Ben's hands wrapped around the small of her back and he pulled her snugly against him. Rey was quick to mold her body to his, raising a hand to this side of his head as she matched the fervent pace of his lips.
Ben kissed her with urgency, as if he were attempting to make up for the many months they'd spent apart. He leaned his body further into Rey, pressing her backwards through the entrance of the AT-AT.
Rey barely had space to catch her breath once inside the structure as he backed her into a wall, his body pressing her up against it. He cupped the side of her jaw with one hand while he gripped her waist with the other. There was a desperation in the way he kissed her, and Rey responded by gripping the back of his neck, pulling his face down closer into hers. His tongue moved through her lips, sliding against her own in a sort of reciprocative dance. His kisses were deep, fervent, consuming.
So engrossed in each other as they were, they took only second-long breaks to catch their breath. Ben's breathing became fragmented as Rey yanked at the fabric of his shirt, urging it off, but he abruptly gripped her wrist, pressing it to the wall above her head. Rey sucked in a quick breath surprised by his brazenness.
Ben's mouth travelled lower and as he kissed her neck for a few moments Rey's breathing grew fitful. His lips moved back up to hers as he lowered down a bit, sliding his hands around the back of her legs and abruptly lifting her from the ground. He pulled her thighs to the sides of his hips and Rey was quick to wrap her legs around him to stabilize herself.
Ben carried her a few steps to the side and hastily set her atop a dusty bureau. He kissed her generously as his fingers dug into the thin fabric of her pants, pulling her more snugly around his hips. Rey let out a startled breath as she felt the pressure at the front of his hips, never having felt it before because of all of the thick clothing he usually wore. Her awareness of his physical passion made her nervous and excited all at once.
Ben gave her a long, fervid kiss to her mouth before lowering his face back down to her neck. He began sucking and nipping her skin, maintaining his tight grip on her thighs. Rey couldn't keep still with the electric currents that shivered through her body from the feeling of his mouth. His touch combined with his familiar musky scent made for an intoxicating mixture, and Rey could barely contain herself.
"Ben," she breathed.
She felt the rousing shudder that went through Ben's body at the sound of her voice, and he pressed his mouth roughly to her neck as his hand snaked through her hair. He gently began tugging her hair loose from her buns, and Rey reached a hand to the back of her head to help him free her hair. As the last of her buns fell loose, Ben leaned back a moment to gaze at her with his piercing dark eyes. He slid a hand through the length of her hair as he leaned his face back to hers, kissing her more softly this time.
Their kisses were now slower, longer, and Rey sensed that Ben was savoring every small sensation just as she was. Rey focused on the sounds of their ragged breathing as they both attempted to catch their breath. Ben's hands moved to Rey's waist, and she felt his desire for her in powerful waves as his hands worked at her belt, undoing it from her body along with her lengthy tan sash.
After he dropped the fabric and leather belt to the floor, Ben brushed his lips against Rey's, teasing a kiss, causing her lips to quiver in anticipation. Ben's eyelashes brushed against the bridge of her nose, and her cheeks flushed. His fingers curled around the top of her arm wraps, tugging them looser, and Rey watched quietly as Ben began unwrapping the course fabric from her arms. He used the Force to work more swiftly, the loosened ends of the fabric suspended in the air.
In a matter of minutes her arm wraps were on the ground, and Ben held the back of Rey's head as he kissed her open-mouthed, his tongue sliding between her lips and moved against her own. He pushed his hips further into hers, and Rey felt moisture developing between her legs and a burning in her lower belly as he rubbed his hands up and down her thighs, as she felt his stiffness between her legs.
Rey knew the basics of male anatomy and sexual intimacy, having read about them in books. She'd also read countless fairy tales, many of which were romantic stories where a prince usually courted a princess, saved her from a dragon or beast, and ended with the two falling in love and marrying, happily ever after. As a young girl, Rey had often dreamt and hoped for a prince coming to rescue her one day from Jakku, to defeat the beast of Unkar Plutt, to take her around the far reaches of the galaxy and to bring her back to her family.
Having grown up at Niima Outpost, however, Rey realized that romance seemed to exist only within fairytales, and her exposure to sexuality had not been positive. Rape had not been uncommon in the area where she'd grown up, and for her this had been all the more reason for her to be able to effectively defend herself. She knew that men paid certain women for sex at the Outpost, and sometimes these women ended up pregnant. She had witnessed how the women, impoverished and alone, struggled to raise their children in the harsh environment of Jakku, barely able to bring in enough income to feed themselves. Sadly, their babies didn't usually survive.
Rey herself had gotten such licentious attention and offers from men as she'd grown older and her body had matured. Rey had been repulsed by these offers, some of which came from Unkar Plutt himself. The act of sex confused and and frightened Rey as she'd grown up, and she'd never considered partaking in it, especially since there had never been anyone she'd been attracted to on Jakku. To her, sex seemed like something that was only selfishly enjoyed and desired by men.
But ever since she'd first seen Ben unmasked on Starkiller Base, powerful and confusing feelings had arisen within her, feelings that went against her rational judgement and that she'd tried for a long time to suppress. Since she'd met Ben, Rey had grown more curious about and even desirous of intimacy with him. But how far will we go this time? She wondered.
Now, Rey didn't have much room to think, only to feel. As her thoughts melted away, she and him were no longer on opposite sides of the Force, of a galaxy-wide war; they were just two lovers reunited, drinking each other in.
Rey's skin felt as if it were ablaze in sensuous heat, and she pulled at Ben's shirt, yearning to feel his bare skin against hers. It was more than clear that Ben sensed this and felt the same way towards her, as he began lifting the bottom hem of her light blouse,
Rey lifted her arms as he slipped it off of her, only the wrap around Rey's breasts remaining. Ben's dark eyes flicked over her bare torso for a moment, and Rey enjoyed the way he looked her. He leaned back in to kiss her again, and Rey let out a sigh as his hands slid along the sides of her bare waist. She sensed the feverish desires coursing through his mind, and she grew overwhelmed by just how badly he wanted her.
Ben quickly began to loosen the wrap around her chest, but Rey caught his wrist to stop him. He broke from their kiss and met her eyes. "I'm sorry," he said, his voice husky. "I should have asked."
Rey let out a breathy laugh. "No, it's not that," she said, pulling at his shirt. She raised an eyebrow. "Yours first."
Ben's mouth opened slightly, and stared at her a moment. "Okay," he finally said. He slowly began unwrapping his arms and removed the straps that seemed to connect them under his shirt. Rey leaned forward as she helped him, urging him to speed up. When the dark wraps dropped to the floor, Ben hesitated to take his shirt off, and Rey took this moment to admire his muscular arms. It hadn't been the first time she'd seen them bare, but that didn't make her admire them any less.
She began lifting his shirt, but even with her sitting atop the bureau he was too tall for her to lift it up and off of his head. She looked up at Ben questioningly when he didn't help her, and her brows knitted together as she realized he was feeling self-conscious. She gave him an expectant nod, and he dropped his gaze from her as he lifted his shirt.
Rey's mouth parted as she took in his muscular, shredded body, his defined abdominals, the faint scars that were flecked across his light skin. She felt a flush of compassion as she saw the large pink star-like scar at his side, the place where Chewbacca had shot him with his bowcaster. She remembered Ben punching the wound to further access the Dark side of the Force during their fight on Starkiller Base, and Rey couldn't bear to think how painful the wound must have been.
Ben took a small step back from her, causing her legs to drop from around him. He seemed to be judging her reaction cautiously. "I'm certainly scarred like a monster," he said, clearly referring to the insult she'd used towards him before.
Rey's heart tugged in her chest that Ben felt this way about himself, that he thought that she would be repelled by the scars that marked him. She reached her hand out and felt his abs, and his skin quivered beneath her fingertips. She then brazenly gripped the hem of his pants, yanking him back towards her, and he let out a surprised breath. Rey looked up into his eyes intently. "Ben, how can you be so insecure? Do you really not realize how attractive you are?" She asked, letting out a breathy laugh. Ben furrowed his brows, taken aback. Rey wrapped her legs back around him, pulling his body back into hers, and she reached her hand up to pull his face downward.
She kissed him ardently, her hands sliding against his abs, her fingers digging into the muscles straining beneath his soft skin. Ben seemed heartened by her reaction, and he cupped her face, kissing her more deeply in turn. Between kisses, Rey lifted her leg, leaning forward to pull her boot off, and Ben was quick to remove her other boot. He then dug his fingers into the thin fabric of her pants, sliding his hands along her thighs and up the bare flesh of her torso. Rey tightened her legs around him in response, and she felt a throbbing between her legs at the feel of him pressing into her.
Ben kissed her with more urgency as he continued to rub her thighs. Rey didn't need to press into his mind to realize that he recognized how much she enjoyed him feeling her up. Feeling restless and pent up, Rey pushed images of the bed in the corner of the AT-AT into Ben's mind, and he responded immediately. He slid his hands under legs, gripping her tightly and lifting her from the bureau as he pressed soft kisses to her lips. He carried her over to Rey's makeshift bed, and after sweeping the layer of dust off with the Force, he tossed her onto it.
The bed itself was mainly made up of thick woolen animal pelts and fabric blankets stacked on top of one another, with fabric pillows Rey had stitched together herself. On the whole, the bed was surprisingly comfy, and in this moment she was grateful that i was made large from the size of the giant animal pelts.
Rey's eyes skimmed over Ben's tall figure in the dimming light as he remained standing at the edge of the bed, never breaking his gaze from her as he pried off his boots. Her heart pounded in her chest in nervous excitement as she knew that once they were both in bed together, they will have passed the point of no return.
After Ben impatiently kicked off his second boot he got onto the bed, and Rey crawled over to him. Ben took her face in his hands and kissed her slowly, lovingly, his hand stroking up and down her back gently. Rey's heart surged in her chest at his tenderness, and after a few long moments she blinked open her eyes, only barely able to see him in the increasing darkness. She covered his hands with hers and moved them to her covered breasts, and he felt her gently. Even through the thick fabric, his hands on her chest felt rousing, and Rey began undoing the wrap.
Ben caught her wrist in his hand. "Wait," he said gently, stroking her cheek. She felt him pressing into her mind, searching around for something. When he seemed to have found it, he got off of the bed.
"Ben, what is it?" Rey asked, distraught. She heard him digging around in a small drawer nearby. He then moved to a shelf on the wall next to the bed.
"I want to see you," he said, striking a match. A small orange flame was ignited, and he touched the match to a candle on the shelf. He blew out the match and dropped it to the floor as he stepped back over to the bed.
The lighting in their corner of the AT-AT was still dim, but Rey could see Ben now, his body illuminated in a soft orange glow. He crawled over to Rey on the bed and pulled her back to him, guiding her back onto his lap. Rey wrapped her legs around his hips, and he sighed as she settled atop his hardened bulge. The feeling of Ben's erection sent a shiver up Rey's middle, and she wrapped her legs more snugly around Ben to feel him more. A small sound escaped Ben's mouth as she did so, and his hands moved up to the wrap around her chest. He pressed a kiss to her mouth as the wraps came undone, and he broke from her lips.
His eyebrows raised slightly as he took in the sight of her breasts, and he let out a breath. Rey knew her breasts were not large, and she thought they weren't much to look at. But Ben wrapped an arm around the back of her waist, pulling her into him and grasping one of her breasts with his other. He began to kiss her deeply, and she sighed as his thumb moved across her stiff nipple, the feeling of his hands on her electrifying. He squeezed her breast as he gently bit her lower lip, and a breathy sound escaped Rey's mouth.
Ben parted from their kiss and his face hovered inches from her as he looked her up and down. "You're so beautiful," he murmured as he met her eyes again. "I love your body. I love you." He kissed her again, gripping the back of her head to press his lips deeply against hers. His lips slid lower, and Rey tilted her head back as he took her breast into his mouth, his hand sliding over the other.
"Oh," she breathed, entwining her fingers into his lush hair. She breathed heatedly as he sucked and kissed her breast, sending electric shivers throughout her body, to the damp place between her legs. She pressed his head to her chest, encouraging him, and he gently nipped her with his teeth, causing her entire body to jolt. Ben's hips raised up in response to her body's movements, and she throbbed down below. She clamped her lips shut as he began to suck at her other breast, trying to suppress the moans that wanted to escape.
After Ben had admired her breasts for a while longer, he began to kiss along her collarbone, trailing his lips up her neck and back to her lips. Rey gripped the sides of his face as he kissed her long and deep, his face pressing further into hers. His hands rubbed along her clothed legs, sliding to her inner thighs, and Rey let out a soft gasp, but his hands stopped there.
As his kisses grew shorter and more urgent, he began pushing his own lustful thoughts into Rey's mind, and Rey was overwhelmed by his fervent thirst. She felt her cheeks grow hot as she saw that Ben often imagined her naked beneath him, that he had always coveted her. She even glimpsed his blinding jealousy when he'd see her with other men, like Finn and Poe. Rey was shocked to find that he, Kylo Ren, could be jealous, that he actually worried she would fall for someone else.
Rey broke from their kiss and looked into large, expressive eyes, stroking her knuckles down his cheek. "Ben, how could you ever think I'd choose someone over you?" She murmured. She smiled as she remembered something she'd told him before, when they'd been on his command shuttle travelling to the Azalea system. "We share a Force bond. You're stuck with me."
He looked at her with the same salacity as when he'd first revealed his face to her during the interrogation on Starkiller base years ago. And I want to consummate that bond, Rey heard him think, and her heart began to race. Ben gripped her thigh, pulling it tighter around him, and he leaned his face against hers, kissing the side of her neck as he continued to pull her legs more tightly around him. His lips grazed her ear, and she shivered as she felt his hot breath on her skin. "I want to make love to you, Rey," he purred.
Rey's hands became balmy as she heard him say the words aloud. But she who had once been so eager to be intimate was now suddenly very anxious. She had read in books and had overheard the talk of prostitutes that intercourse was painful for women when it was their first time. Though she wanted to be with Ben in this way, Rey felt a cold shiver of fear as she began to worry about the pain, about Ben seeing her fully naked.
Ben pressed his lips to hers as he brought his hands to her shoulders, leaning his weight into her and pressing her down to the blankets below. Rey gripped his arms tightly, her hands trembling. He pulled her legs around his hips and buried his face into her neck, kissing and sucking her skin. One of his hands travelled between them to the waistline of her pants, and he began tugging them down.
"Ben, wait," Rey urged, and he hovered his face over hers, his heavy eyes shifting between her eyes and mouth. She pressed on his chest, urging him off of her. As Ben read the uneasiness on her face, he released the hem of her pants and slowly sat up. Rey sat up with him and slid from his lap.
"What is it?" Ben asked as he looked at her concernedly. Rey folded her arms across her breasts, suddenly feeling self-conscious. Ben sensed her apprehension and gently brushed her hair from her face as he waited for her to speak. Rey was grateful for how patient he was with her, despite his obvious sensual passion.
Rey shifted her face to the side before she spoke. "I'm never done this before," she said, looking at him askance.
Ben released a breath, giving her a sheepish smile. "I know," he said, nodding once. "I haven't either."
Rey raised her eyebrows, surprised. "You haven't been with any other women before?" She asked. She'd assumed he'd probably slept with many women, considering his good looks and that he was ten years her senior.
Ben shook his head, "No, I haven't. I kissed a girl once when I was training under Luke on Tatooine, but that was it," he chuckled, running a hand through his dark, tousled hair.
Rey felt relieved that he was as inexperienced as she, but her chest was still tight with anxiety.
Ben's smile faded as he looked at her attentively, and he rubbed her bare calf. "Rey, if you're not ready...we don't have to this," he said gently.
"No, no, I want this," Rey pressed, leaning forward. "I trust you, I'm just...I'm afraid it will hurt," she said looking away sheepishly.
Ben leaned forward and tilted her chin up as he kissed her tenderly. "Since when is Rey Kenobi afraid?" He murmured teasingly, and Rey returned with a small smile. "We'll take it slow," he breathed, sliding a finger across her lower lip. "I'll be gentle."
Rey leaned into his face and kissed him lovingly, pressing a hand to his warm cheek, and he stroked a hand down through the length of her hair. Ben pressed his lips more firmly into hers as he covered her hand with his, lacing his fingers between hers. He hovered his lips over Rey's as he lifted her hand to her collarbone, holding it there. Ben looked at her affectionately as she met his gaze, wondering what he was doing. "Don't be afraid," he whispered, and he kissed her forehead. He pressed his hand further into hers.
Rey's lids fluttered as she felt a soothing warmth surging through her hand from his, seeping through her palm to her chest, flowing outward throughout her entire body. She let out a surprised breath she began to feel more relaxed, the tension in her chest leaving her. She kissed Ben gratefully, her heart swelling at his thoughtfulness.
He released his hand from hers, sliding it down to her hip as he leaned forward. But instead of pressing her back down to the bed, he moved up and lay next to her, propping his head atop the small fabric pillows. Rey leaned her face down to kiss him, and as she did so he wrapped a hand around the far wide of her waist, urging her on top of him. Rey acquiesced and gently positioned herself on his lap, straddling him. She rested her weight on Ben's shoulders as she leaned down and kissed him, and his hands slid along her back and hips. Rey pressed her hips further down into his as she felt his bulging pressure under her, and she liked the feeling. She grew frustrated that her capris hindered her from feeling him fully, and rose up from Ben's face as she began to undo the front clasp of her pants. She glanced across at Ben, his chest heaving and his gaze concentrated. She slid off of him a moment to slide her pants from her legs, revealing her simple panties beneath. Feeling her cheeks grow hot, Rey bit her lip as she straddled Ben again, and he abruptly sat up, his fingers pressing along her jaw as he kissed her deeply.
She gripped his shoulders, pushing him back down to the bed. She leaned down and mashed her lips into his, feeling his hard bulge more clearly now between her legs. Ben's hands slid up and down along her body, and he gripped at her behind, squeezing her there. Rey pressed her hips down into his, and Ben's hands rose to her hips, his fingers gripping into her flesh. As they kissed, he began to ease her hips up and forward, down and back with his hands, and Rey released he was teaching her. His breathing sounded bothered as he began to lift his hips with hers, moving with her in a slow, hypnotic rhythm. The throbbing Rey felt below increased twofold, and she began to grow impatient. She felt the moisture pooling between her legs, and she knew her body was ready for him, instinct taking over.
She kissed him open-mouthed as she slid her hand to the hard bulge straining his pants, and a breathy sound escaped Ben's parted mouth as she slid her hand along his member through the fabric, feeling its length. Ben sat up abruptly with her and kissed her excitedly, and Rey increased the pressure of her hand on his shaft. She hurriedly began undoing the buttons of his pants as she felt his wet mouth on her neck, and she pulled at the hem.
Ben suddenly gripped her forearms and flipped over atop her, pinning her arms to either side of her as he brushed his lips rashly against hers. He sat up beside her and tugged his black pants from his hips. He appeared flustered as he slid off of the bed to pull the clothing off of his lower legs, leaving only his snug black undershorts.
Rey sat up, her mouth opening as she admired his athletic form, his long, muscular legs, the sizable bulge at the front of his underwear. Ben's face turned ruddy as his smoldering dark eyes met hers, and he climbed back atop her. Rey spread her legs, bending her knees on either side of him as he settled between them. He rested most of his weight on his forearms, but he lowered his hips and chest to hers, letting out a shaking breath as he did so. Rey laced her fingers into his thick, soft hair as his glossy eyes flickered over her face for a silent moment.
As he began to kiss her, his mouth parted and his tongue brushed against hers. His hands pressed into her skin lustfully as he slowly grinded his hips against hers, increasing the pressure of his kiss in turn. Rey let out a soft sigh as she felt his member between their thin remaining undergarments, and the sensations that flooded her as he pressed his hips against her drove her wild. Ben slid a hand from her breast down to the warm, damp space between her legs. Rey shuddered began to massage her through the fabric, his kisses sporadic as he observed her face.
Rey's head tilted back from his as he increased the pressure of his hand between her legs, and he watched her intently, savoring her reactions. Rey whimpered as he sped up the rubbing motions of his hand. Soon, he lifted his hand from her, and Rey shifted her legs, not wanting him to stop. His dark eyes turned sultry as he began sliding her underwear off of her. Rey's cheeks flushed crimson as he crawled down her, sliding the fabric slowly down her legs.
He tossed her panties aside and Rey suddenly felt shy as Ben observed the place he had just unveiled. Rey leaned her knees together as he looked her body up and down, drinking in the sight of her full form, her womanhood. "You're stunning, Rey," he breathed, his eyes glistening, and Rey knew he meant what he said. His breathing became throaty as he tried to push her knees apart, but Rey stretched her leg out, pushing her foot against his chest. He furrowed his brows at her, and she gave him a coquettish smile.
"Now show me yours," she said, dragging her foot down from his chest.
Ben's jaw shifted he stared at her a moment, his expression softening. He lifted on his knees and looked down as he began to slowly slide his undershorts off. His erect shaft sprung out from the hem of the tight fabric, and Rey lifted onto her elbows, her round eyes affixed to his ample manhood. It was even larger than she'd thought, and she swallowed, her anxiety returning.
Ben met her gaze after he'd dropped his underwear onto the floor, and he moved forward, spreading her legs with his hands as he crawled back on top of her. His eyes were stirring, hungry. Rey tilted her head as she studied his strange appendage below. How is that going to fit inside me? She thought, her heart racing.
Don't worry, Rey, Ben returned, releasing an amused breath as he followed her gaze. He positioned himself over her, resting his weight on his forearms on either side of her shoulders. He kissed her, his torso resting gently on top of her. Rey grew curious, and she slid her hand down his abs to his member, and she heard Ben let out a husky breath as she grasped it, feeling it with her fingers. Ben ducked his head to his chest for a moment as she slid her hand along it, and she began to enjoy his reactions as she gently squeezed him.
"Rey," he breathed, and he took her hand from his shaft, interlacing his fingers with hers and stretched her arm above her head on the blankets. He kissed her deeply, lowering his body fully to hers, and he ground his hard shaft gently against her, and she sighed. With his free hand, Ben massaged between her legs again, stretching her other hand further above her head as he kissed her neck. Almost involuntarily, Rey's hips pushed up against his hand, her entire body writhing beneath him. She felt as if she were ascending a dizzying physical peak, and she felt a knotting sensation in her lower belly. She wanted Ben to relieve it.
"You're so wet, Rey," he breathed into her ear, his hot breath on her skin causing her to shiver. He released his hand from her hers above her head and placed it at his side to hold himself up so he could watch her face.
Rey knew this was a good thing, that her natural lubrication would allow his member to slip inside her. She leaned her head back as he slid a finger into her slit, and she moaned. He gently bit at her ear as he slid his finger in and out of her, and her hips jerked at the frenzied sensations coursing through her. Ben added a second finger, and he pressed along her inner walls, taking time to feel her inside.
But Rey wanted his hand to move faster, to release the tension building below, and she pushed this into Ben's mind as she looked determinedly up at him. She was flustered as he slid his fingers from her and brought them to his mouth, and she was surprised as he sucked her fluids off of his fingers.
The muscles in Ben's arms strained as he lowered back onto his forearms over her, and he took a moment to position himself. Rey's breathing was staggered as his mouth lowered and found hers, and he took her lips in his, drawing out his kisses. He reached a hand down and grasped his member, and Rey shuddered in anticipation as she felt it pressing at her small entrance. "Tell me if it's too painful, if you need me to stop," he said in a deep, breathy voice.
Ben gently thrusted himself into her, and Rey released a small cry at the sudden pain. Ben hurriedly leaned his face down to kiss her. She gripped his arms tightly, feeling her inner walls being stretched by him, straining to accommodate his size. As their lips parted, Ben pulled back and gently pushed his member inwards again, and Rey whimpered, her insides stinging. He repeated the movement, more smoothly this time, and Rey couldn't help but bite into his arm next to her face against the pain.
"Do you need me to stop?" Ben asked, breathing heavily. Rey shut her eyes and shook her head. His manhood felt achingly invasive within her, but it wasn't unbearable. Looking up into his dark, beautiful eyes, Rey sensed the physical pleasure on his end, and she didn't want to take that away from him, from one who was used to so much physical suffering.
Ben pressed a wet kiss to her mouth as he began to gently thrust into her, picking up a slow, prolonged rhythm. He hovered his face over hers, brushing his lips against hers with each movement. Rey winced with each of his thrusts, and she raised her hands up his arms, digging her fingers into his back.
"I'm sorry," Ben breathed as he watched her facial expressions. He lowered his head and burrowed his face into the hollow of her neck, kissing her damp skin, hoping to assuage her pain.
Rey felt Ben's hot, labored breathing at her ear, and the knotting feeling in her lower belly began to return. A soft grunt escaped Ben's mouth as he began to pick of the pace of his thrusting, entering her slightly deeper. Rey whimpered, gripping onto his strong back, but she felt her inner walls stretching for him, yielding to his invasive size.
Soon, the stinging pain below began to turn into something else altogether for Rey. With each of his strokes, Rey began to feel increasing waves of pleasure, and soft sounds escaped her lips as he rocked into her.
Ben moved his face back over hers, sensing her physical change, and he kissed her deeply, his lips parting hers. Rey kissed him back as her hand tugged his hair, her own pleasure building alongside his. She wrapped her legs up around his hips, encouraging him, and Ben thrusted deeper into her.
"Ah, Ben," she sighed, and she felt his flurry of enticement at the sound of her voice.
He slid a hand down between her legs, rubbing her again. "Finish with me, Rey," Ben said gruffly between kisses.
The air itself seemed to be sucked towards them both as Rey writhed beneath Ben's thrusts. She was beginning to enjoy the feeling of his shaft within her. He rubbed her quickly, his hand swirling and pressing at the hot spot between her thighs. She felt herself climbing the physical peak, sweat beading at her hairline, and she gripped the blankets at her sides. Rey moaned, and Ben kissed her as sounds continued to escape her mouth. He thrusted with more force, continuing to stimulate her with his hand, and Rey felt him nearing his own climax.
Rey was barely able to hear the creaking and straining of the metal structure in their corner of the AT-AT as the Force was drawn to them both. With several deep thrusts, Ben mashed his lips to Rey's, and she felt her legs shaking, her stomach clenching as her body was about to tip over the edge.
Relieved moans escaped Rey and Ben's mouths as they both reached their climaxes, and Rey's toes curled as her inner walls tightened and clenched around Ben' pulsing shaft. Rey let out a shaking breath at the warmth she felt as Ben expelled himself within her, his seed filling her inside.
Ben collapsed atop her, his face tucked above her head. Rey panted, struggling for air as his large body squashed her, but she also liked the feeling of him smothering her, inside and out. She rubbed his shoulder, gently pushing it, and he slowly lifted onto his forearms again over her. His damp, dark hair hung down off of his forehead as he kissed her slowly, savoring her. Rey felt his member softening inside of her, and he lowered, pulling himself out of her.
He wrapped an arm around her middle, pulling her on top of him as he lay on his back. With heavy lids he looked into up at her, the soft orange glow of the candlelight reflecting in his moist eyes. He leaned his face up and brushed his lips against Rey's affectionately. "I'm sorry if I hurt you," he murmured, brushing her hair from her face.
Rey smiled as she moved his own hair from his forehead, which clung to his skin from sweat. "It wasn't that bad," she said. "I got better," she said, raising an eyebrow.
Ben smiled back and kissed her, running his hand through her hair at the back of her head. When he lowered his head, he brushed at his eyes, and Rey saw just how moist they were.
"Are you—crying?" She asked, scoffing.
Ben furrowed his brows and turned his face. "No, why—of course not," he said quickly, frowning. But the emotions he emitted through their bond betrayed him.
"Why are you crying?" She asked gently, turning his face back to her.
Ben rubbed his forearm over his eyes as a tear slid down his cheek. He blinked sheepishly. "I just—I never thought something could feel so good."
Rey laughed, dropping her face down to his chest.
"Hey, you asked," he said. He lifted her face from his chest, tiling her chin upwards to gaze at her. Rey's own emotions almost got the best of her as Ben's eyes studied her face with the look of pure endearment.
Rey pressed her hands to Ben's cheeks and kissed him dotingly, and he stroked a hand down through her hair. She slid off of him to pick up a spare blanket from the ground, and as she did so she winced, feeling soreness within her.
Ben helped her drape the blanket over them as Rey tucked her body alongside his, wrapping her right arm across his chest. Ben kissed her forehead and slid his robust arm under her head to cradle it, and Rey draped her right leg across his as she leaned into the side of his body, taking in his warmth. Rey felt strangely empowered through the Force as she laid with him, but she couldn't quite place why or how.
As she drifted off to sleep with Ben, Rey didn't think of the raging Galactic war, or of the future of her and Ben's relationship. Rather, as she snuggled into him, she thought of something much simpler: how, like in one of her old fairy tales, her life had come full-circle: in the place where she had once felt so rootless, so alone, she now felt so secure, so loved.
Our blushing lovers seem to have reunited nicely. And Ben seems to have quite the package! Matt the radar tech's friend was right, Ben is shredded. Bet he has an 8-pack too...Rey perhaps didn't have as good a time as Ben did on this fine Jakku night, but you know what they say-sex gets better with time ;) Thanks for reading, hope you guys enjoyed reading this chapter as much as I did writing it (you didn't). Love me some fluffy loves scenes. I like writing complete stories, but I'm looking forward to writing more smut with these two. I feel like we need some smut from Ben's perspective.