Rey moves closer to me and slips one of her legs between mine, bringing half of her body on top of mine like she normally does. Her hand runs down the side of my body until she reaches my thigh, her fingers play with the bandage that is still wrapped around my leg.

Her fingertips lightly trace over the precise location of my scar and my leg feels weak.
"Why do you still wear this?"

"I'm not sure," I blink a few times I don't want to tell her I'm afraid she'll compare the scar on my shoulder to the one on my thigh and notice the similarities.

"Don't you?" Rey tries to hold in a giggle and I feel her chest ripple with its suppression. I clear my throat and feel slightly uncomfortable under her. I open my mouth but close it again. "I know you lied to me," she whispers, smirking into my neck and nipping friskily at my skin, which now tickles with embarrassment. She brings her hand up my leg slowly, her fingers gracing over my crotch slowly, causing my breath to catch in my throat, but she keeps trailing her hand up my body – what a tease – until she twists the hair by my ear in between her fingers. My skin heats up with a mix of embarrassment and lust, and I don't know how to respond. "You don't have to be scared, I'm not mad," she mumbles quietly and kisses my neck.

I open my mouth to tell her I'm not afraid but we both know I am. "I'm sorry, I…"

"I didn't mean it," she whispers and it causes my laugh to bellow, echoing around us.

"I know you didn't, that's why I didn't want to tell you." My arm that is under her and wrapped around her back tightens, pulling her closer to me.

"I love you for that, but you're a terrible liar," I hear the humour in her voice and I feel the need to defend myself.

"I'm not that bad, you didn't know I lied about being part of the Resistance," I crack a smile. She pulls away from my neck and I see her eyes shine mischievously in the dull light.

"I didn't know you then."

"Were you mad at me?"

"For lying, or for leaving?" Rey asks for clarification, and I nod but realise she might not have seen.

"Both," she closes her eyes and I can only see a shadow of where she is, the room is too dark to see much more, she opens them after a brief sigh.

"I, well, no… I just felt empty, and I didn't understand why at first."

"I felt it too. I looked back, but you had already turned away…" I don't know what would have happened if I had turned around and I saw that she was still looking at me. Would I have walked back through the castle and begged her further? Or would I have turned back around and left her on that step?

"Watching you leave brought back all I had felt watching my parents leave me on Jakku," I swallow but I find it incredibly hard to do so. "I heard myself cry out for my family. I wanted to scream at you, too, beg you not to leave me; but I couldn't find my voice." My hand that rests on the bed next to me buries into her hair and I run my thumb along her cheekbone, and she sighs.
She leans up a little so that her lips are right by my ear, "Thank you for coming back for me…" I twist my head a little so that I can lightly press my lips against her. I barely kiss her; rather leave my lips against hers to remind her that I love her.

I pull back a small amount, "I'm always going to come back for you," I watch the silhouette of my hand caress her hair.

She presses her lips a little closer to mine before she kisses the corner of my mouth, up my cheek, then she moves to the other side of my face and I feel my cheeks rise into a smile as she presses her lips back down and onto the other corner of my mouth. She kisses the tip of my cold nose then whispers "So will I," she leaves one finally kiss on my lips and I pull her up so more of her is lying on top of me. I'm nice and warm, and she must be too, I slip my arms into my jacket and wrap my arms around her back, holding her close as we slip into sleep together.

***

Sometime during the night we must have rolled away from each other, maybe we were too hot, or uncomfortable, but I would have been to asleep to consciously be aware of the shift. When I wake, Rey is still sound asleep, she is lying on her back, her head facing me, eyes closed and her mouth party a tiny amount. She is such a silent sleeper it's easy to forget she's breathing. I realise my hand tingles and aches and I look down to see its loosely connected to Rey's, and I smile at the thought of one of us reaching for the other in the darkness and bleary drowsiness between dreams.
She has to leave in a few hours and I have work in the afternoon. All of my morning rehab classes are cancelled because they are attending a meeting to keep their spirits high while they're stuck in the infirmary. I hope Poe was invited.

I delicately take my hand from hers and she seems to huff and her body partially away from me. I slip out of bed and go make some breakfast. I toast some bread and grab some fruit before I take it in for her. She is still fast asleep, and I am overcome with the thought of waking up alone for the next few weeks. I need to make the most of these draining hours. The house is cold I already miss the warmth of her body near mine. I leave the plates on the small table and crawl back under the sheets; I snuggle in close to her, and wrap my arm around her waist. I carefully pull her into me and nuzzle into her hair. She must wake because she wriggles against me. My lips kiss the back of her neck, my hand goes lower as I keep kissing her. She sighs and the sound runs straight to my core I feel myself grow at the thought of pleasuring her.

"Good morning," her voice is thick and she presses herself closer to me. She turns around before my hand can reach her sensitive area. "How did you sleep?" She easily gets me onto my back and finds her place straddling my hips, her legs fitting perfectly around me. She looks stunning, wearing my oversized jacket is enough to turn someone on deep inside me, but her hair which she must have tied in a ribbon late at night partially falls out, and pieces frame her sleep flushed cheeks. Her eyes are still a little heavy and her smile is soft, all I want right now is to make her feel good.

"Good, but waking up is better." She bites her lips and leans down, pressing her lips against mine.

"What will we do this morning?" She inquires. The fact she can ask so casually instantaneously makes me groan with satisfaction which turns to a moan when Rey slides down my hips and onto my thighs. The wound doesn't hurt when her leg is pressed against it and I'm glad about that. Rey softly presses her hand over me finding my growing love for her and starts to move up and down my length slowly.

"It really is a good morning..." I whisper back. I sit up a bit higher, and spread my thighs so that her legs open enough for me to lean forward and slip my hand down her underwear. I start to rub her in small circles around her already wet core, her legs twitch over mine. She moans and pulls my undergarments down just enough that I'm no longer restricted by any material. She cups me a little tighter and I moan, her eyes are closed and she rolls her hips into my hand. Her fingers easily move up and down like she has done this a million times.

I whimper as she picks up the pace, I'm already close. I sigh, trying to calm the build-up inside in hopes it will delay a quick release. I can't help but occasionally roll my hips as my finger tries to keep a steady rhythm which falters. "Rey..." She opens her eyes, they're dark with desire and pleasure. "If you don't stop I'll-" she cuts me off by leaning down and taking me in her mouth. I think I feel every muscle relax at the sight before they tighten with pleasure as it rolls through my body. I can't even attempt to pleasure her, my hand just stays in her underwear as I pulse inside her mouth. Her tongue flicks over me and it drives me insane as my release into her mouth.

She has barely swallowed by the time I start to move my fingers again, rubbing her with a little bit more force than usual. I sink my hand deeper and Rey instinctively leans back which gives me more access. I slowly push a finger in her she looks uncomfortable, and I almost fret because I've used two multiple times and she's been more than fine, but before I think about taking my hand away she grasps my wrist adjusting me and almost aiding my finger deeper. I guess I was in just the wrong position, I pull out and push a second in and she immediately starts to pant, her legs tremble at the feeling. I love being able to see and feel the pleasure I give her. She is so welcoming and wet and it makes it so easy to make her feel good. With my thumb I start to rub her again and she struggles to breathe.

Rey gasps when my fingers reach a certain spot, so I target my movements to continuously caress that area for her. I rub her in small circles as my finger curls inside her.
She moans so loudly that someone down the hall might hear, but I really don't care. Her breath catches, both of her hand grip onto my thighs and I feel her tighten around my fingers and I unexpectedly quicken my movements and she starts shaking, whimpering and moaning at the same time. Her mouth is wide open and she doesn't seem stable, so I reach behind her to hold her lower back while she lets go completely. I slip my fingers out and delicately run two fingers up and down, guiding her softly through her strong release.

"Have I ever told you you're the best thing that ever happened to me?" She whispers, once she is able to form words. I can tell she is still trying to come back to reality. I blush and kiss her soft lips, not needing to answer.

"Have I ever told you I could stay in bed all day and let you have your way with me?" Her eyes sparkle and she slides up onto my hips, rubbing her still sensitive core over mine.

"Don't tempt me," she sweetly whispers in my mouth. I groan and I think if she was to move like that again it wouldn't take much to make me hard again. "I better get ready," she groans and reluctantly crawls off the bed, grabbing a piece of her toast and taking a few bites as she walks into the ensuite.