It’s not as if Rey had forgotten how tall Ben is, but the sheer size of him still seems to surprise her as he pulls her body back against his. It’s a good fit, her backside against his thighs, his hands spanning her narrow waist in a way that seems almost obscene.

She lifts her arm to reach back and curl it around his neck, tipping her had to the side to make more room for his mouth as she stretches her body out for his perusal. It’s his now anyway, she thinks, just like his body is now hers.

“I like this,” she sighs out, content as her fingers grip at his damp hair.