Scruffy
Rey woke to a scratchy, prickly feeling on her neck, right underneath her ear.
She squealed and tried to move away, but a strong arm kept a tight hold around her waist.
She laughed and continued to struggle half-heartedly. The feeling moved to the back of her neck, but it was now combined with the feel of soft lips and a wet tongue.
She moaned softly. "Why I let a scruffy man in my bed, I'll never know."
"Because he's been gone for four days and you don't want him to waste time shaving before joining you," Poe responded huskily.