She let out a startled shriek and as she stopped the movement of his fingers, which slipped in the sudden flood of her slick, enough to dampen the sheets beneath them, there was a wild moment where he worried that he'd done something wrong. Breathing raggedly, she heaved herself upright, her arms around him, and he let out a helpless moan as his thrusts slowed, giving both of them a moment to recover.

"Rey?" His tone was a soft and wavering supplication. "Should we stop?"