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Hello again,
My chapters don't seem to be uploading properly, I am so sorry. So this is another double update, be sure to read 48 :)
I know I said I will be back to my normal schedule, but I have still not finished pre writing and I do not want you beautiful readers to have an irregular updating pattern. So I have decided (and trust me I don't want to) to update every two days from now on. This change might give me enough time to finish writing the remaining chapters. If I am able to finish writing and not catch up to myself I will return to every day updates, that is a promise.
I am so sorry and I hope you do not mind. :) xx

"Whoa, Rey!" I practically shout turning away immediately, wide eyed and breathless. "What are you doing?" My voice cracks and I clear my throat.

I jump slightly at the feeling of her fingers dancing against my scarred back. "I missed you," she coos in my ear running her fingers in my damp hair. Burning warmth spreads through me.
"I was about to join you," she whispers and my skin tingles at the thought. I immediately wish I hadn't rushed. "I would have let you-" I can't take it any longer, my core is on fire. I twist around, grip her hips and cut her off mid-sentence by slamming my lips against hers. She is surprised by my dominance as we stumble back; she wraps her arms around my neck and gasps as I bend down slightly and grip the back of her thighs. I lift her onto the vanity and stand between her open legs, never breaking our heated kiss. I try to release some of my building energy by gripping onto the vanity. I suck on her lip before I slip my tongue into her mouth and taste the sweet berries she was eating. One of my hands snakes behind Rey and I push against her lower back, sliding her to the edge, she quickly wraps her legs around my hips and presses herself even closer to me. She moans at the contact and I flush with desire. She moves her hands from my neck and trail down my back adding pressure whenever she isn't near my scar. I moan loudly and both my hands grasp onto her hips, my fingers dip slightly under the waistband of her undergarments as I kneed her small curves. She holds onto my hips and moans quietly.
"Finn…" she arches her back so she is pressed as close to me as possible, my damp skin against hers. My closed eyes see colours that don't exist and I am lost in her as she sucks on my lip. Our hearts beat in time and our breathing is synchronised. Her fingers leave my hips and she takes hold of one of my hands stopping its massaging movements. She leads it down to where our bodies join. I don't understand what she is doing as she starts to move my fingers over the fabric of her underwear, up and around; she takes her hand away and grips onto the vanity. Her breathing immediately changes and she can't seem to kiss me with as much conviction. I decide to kiss down her jaw as her legs become loose around my hips.

"Are you okay?" I mumble into her neck and slowing the movement she showed me.

"Oh, yes, please, don't stop," her voice is sweet with an innocence I've never heard from her and I immediately begin to rub my fingers over her again. Her moans change to quiet, shaky gasps and she rolls her hips into my hand. I continue to massage her hip with my other hand, and whatever it is I am doing she seems to love it. I can feel her heart beat pound under my lips as I kiss her skin. I add a bit more pressure and her legs tense around me. She moans and it ripples through me. I take my face out of her hair to look at her. Her eyes are shut, her mouth open, her cheeks flushed and chest moves erratically, her breathing is heavy and she looks beautiful. I add a bit more pressure and she gasps loudly, so I do it again, softer then a bit harder, a little bit faster, then incredibly slow. Her moans change between loud and soft or quick and drawn-out depending on my movements. I decide to go slow for a while, so I can watch the way her back arches and she tenses when I reach a sensitive spot, or when she seems to melt when I touch somewhere less delicate. I stop for a moment.
"Finn…" She pleads and I bite my lip, I barely noticed the way my body has ignited I have been too captivated by her. I place my fingers over the most sensitive area and her hips jolt at the contact as I quickly move in circular motions. She moans loudly and I take it as encouragement to go faster. I alternate between gentle and rough, but keep the pace. Her cheeks become even rosier as she tightens her legs around my waist, she shakily holds onto my hip for support. I move my fingers once more and she tenses and starts shake at the same time. The sight is beyond anything I have ever seen, her lips quivers and her voice squeaks my name between gasps. I wrap my arm around her back to hold her upright, as I slow my pace.
She collapses into my chest, as her body ripples with the aftershocks. She wraps her arms around me too, and I hold her close. I have no idea what just happened, but I know I want to do it again.

"Rey…" I murmur after she catches her breath.

"Hmm," she hums, her voice thick.

"What did I do to you?" I ask, and she leans off my chest and looks me in the eye. They're different, dark and burning brightly, not dull like they were when she first came to my room.

"I don't really know," she admits truthfully.

"Was it good? I mean you looked good – really good actually, but has someone done that before, how did you know if I was doing it-"

She grins a sated and content grin and cuts me off, "Finn, you are the only one who has made me feel that way. I just knew, okay," I feel my chest puff with pride at the thought I'm the only one who has seen her like that.

"So it was okay?"

Rey leans to my ear, "There are no words," the fire inside me crackles as Rey kisses along my neck I revel in the feeling for a while until the room begins to cool down and I start to shiver which pulls me back to the present, and I groan in frustration.
"What's wrong?" Rey's voice is thick as she mumbles the words through the kisses she presses into my neck.

"We have to get ready and I need to take you to the administration desk,"

"Why are you thinking about that now?" She mutters and pulls away, she looks sad, but I can still see the way her cheeks glow and her eyes shine.

I close my eyes and rest my forehead against hers, "I don't know," I whisper.

"For someone who doesn't like it here you sure want to be on time," her tone is quite indifferent and I close my eyes. "Alright, let me up," she adds taking her legs from around me before she pushes my shoulders back. I hold onto her hips and guide her shaky feet down onto the floor. I can't help but focus on the way her chest is flushed and her small bust is cupped in her undergarments.

"Finn, my eyes are up here," I hear the grin in her voice and quickly look into her eyes, they glisten mischievously under the lights.

I clear my throat, "Right." I bite the inside of my lip. She wanted to wear my jacket to bed so she wasn't exposed and there I go staring at her...

She kisses my cheek, "I don't mind," I don't know what to say. Something has definitely changed in her too; I can see it in the way she looks at me, like she isn't holding back anymore. She walks away from me heading towards the shower and I look at her back seeing it uncovered for the first time. Running in between her shoulder blades and under the material that is wrapped and clipped across the centre of her back are three large scars each are the size of my fingers but they would have faded considerably from when she would have first received them. I take a step closer to her instinctively, they are a stark white and look a lot smoother compared to her pale skin. Without any thought I slowly undo the clips and Rey glances at me suspiciously over her shoulder, but notices that I am not paying attention, she holds the fabric to her chest but does not redo it.

I can't take my eyes from the scars that I had no idea existed. On closer inspection I notice small cuts, and bruises that never fully faded; I wonder how she got each one, and if she even remembers. My eyes always lead back to the centre of her back and I feel her eyes on me, watching as I hold her - feeling her ribs move as she breathes - and lower my head to kiss the along her scars.
The light pressure of my lips makes her shiver; I sense it run down her spine. Rey doesn't say a word, she is completely silent and the only reminder I have that she is alive is the feeling of her chest expanding under my fingertips.
My eyes are closed but I can't stop seeing her scars in my mind. I kiss her one final time before I reluctantly take my hands from her, I blink open my eyes and see that she is still looking down at me with an expression I can't seem to read. I stand up straight and kiss her forehead softly before quietly walking out of the room with my uniform, leaving her to have a shower.

I'm nearly fully dressed by the time I hear the faucets turn on. I finish buttoning up my white shirt, before squeezing into the tight red coat.
I eat a few berries before lying back on the small bed, my arms behind my head as I wait for Rey to finish. I smirk to myself at the image of her shaking around me.

It is while after the water turned off that she emerges from the restroom. Her wet hair is tied in three buns and she's wearing the same clothes she arrived in. She notices the way I look at her attire.
"I have a bag, it's in the Falcon," She explains as she paces up to the edge of the bed, "If I remember correctly I think I was in a bit of a rush," Her sarcasm is clear.

"No I don't think you were, I think you're just forgetful," I counter as she puts one knee on the bed and leans closer to me; I move so that I get a better view of her.

"I'll forget to kiss you if you're not careful," She challenges and I laugh at her empty threat. Catching her off guard I quickly close the space between us, I know she is smiling.

"I won't," I whisper as I break the kiss. She rubs her lips together to try and hide her grin.

"Come on," she tries to hold her composure but I just laugh as I roll up and off the bed.