Rey can't help but to hum as Ben's fingers work through her hair, dragging along her scalp. It's so relaxing, and for a brief moment she feels nearly giddy. All the times they've faced off in anger, and now they're here, taking such gentle care of one another.

Never again will she raise her lightsaber at him, but she may slice through anyone who tried to do him harm. He doesn't need protecting, just like she doesn't need to be pampered, but they'll do both for each other anyway.

Her nose itches and she wriggles it, huffing out a breath as she reaches up to rub at it. Once Ben has guided her under the spray and rinsed all the soap from her hair, she switches places with him and sets about lathering up his body with her hands.

"This is much more work on my end," she teases, crouching down so that she can soap up his thick thighs, working her hand gently between his legs to clean away the mess she made of him. The position brings her face close to his cock and the hang of his testicles beneath, but there will be time for her to study that a little more closely later.

She rises back to her full height and reaches for the shampoo, pressing up onto her toes and leaning against him as she works her fingers through his thick hair. They're nearly nose to nose, and she smiles at him. "Hi."