His thighs tense up under Rey's hands and for a brief flash she wonders if maybe she's done something wrong, but then Ben makes this muffled sound and pulses against her tongue. It's enough to surprise her but she suckles at him, cheeks flushing hot as she swallows around him.

Rey lets him slip from her swollen mouth and she moves to rise to her feet with every intention of joining him on the sofa, but instead he grabs at her hips and she gasps softly as he tugs her forward, putting her where he wants her.

Usually Ben lets her take the lead with these encounters, which she appreciates, but she can't deny the flare of heat she feels between her legs as he pulls down her leggings and underwear to leave her bare.

It wasn't meant to be transactional, what she did, but she knows that isn't what this is. Ben is drawing her in close and sucking a bruise into her skin because he wants to, and she lets out a quiet whimper before pulling her top over her head and tossing it aside so she can bury her fingers in his hair, waiting to see what he'll do.

She wants to say something, to encourage him, but all she can do is breathe out his name and let him feel how much she desires him, all of him, for better or worse.