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Rey Skywalker ([personal profile] strongerthanblood) wrote2020-03-31 05:48 pm
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[for ben]

When Rey first arrived in Darrow, she had been a bit overwhelmed by all the amenities suddenly at her disposal. Running water was what confounded her the most, because it stunned her to see something so precious just always there, whenever she wanted it. For the first few days, she was careful to waste as little as possible, but as time passed she eased up bit by bit, until a quick shower stopped making her feel guilty.

This shower, the one she's taking now, isn't quick. She had worked in the junk yard all day, tearing apart a car and putting it back together entirely by hand, under the watchful eye of the owner. He had seemed impressed, and begrudgingly offered her use of the space as long as she paid for the entrance fee and any parts she broke.

The day's events had left her dirty and sore, so she takes her time in the shower, washing herself clean and letting the hot water loosen her muscles. The more she relaxes, the more her thoughts start to drift. And they drift, as they so often do, to Ben.

She hasn't seen him over the past few days, as busy as she's been with her study of mechanics, and she misses him. He's there, in this city and in her mind, but she misses him still. Right now, specifically, she misses his mouth. It's practically sinful, that mouth, and Rey leans back against the cool tile, letting her eyes fall shut as her hand slides down her flat stomach, drifting lower and lower.

Touching herself doesn't hold quite the same appeal now that she knows what it's like to have Ben touch her, but maybe it is because of that knowledge that heat flares between her legs more often than it ever has. Rey didn't have time for such trivial things on Jakku, but know she does. Now she knows.

So she lets her fingers drift down between her legs, letting out a soft sigh as she thinks of him. The other half of her dyad. The other part of her, and his beautiful, beautiful mouth.
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[personal profile] weakandfoolish 2020-05-01 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
Ben knew exactly what she meant to do, because her mind was filled with it. Her nervousness, her determination, the same stubborn, single-mindedness that he'd found both infuriating and desperately intriguing.

"Alright," he said, one corner of his mouth twitching faintly. "Don't let me stop you."

He appeared calm, outwardly unaffected, but when he swallowed, his throat gave an audible click, his mouth suddenly dry, sweating palms coming to rest atop his own thighs.
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[personal profile] weakandfoolish 2020-05-04 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm not sure it's possible for you to do something I don't like," he admitted, his hand lifting to her hair, fingers curling reflexively against the back of her skull, cradling her more than guiding.

Truthfully, he didn't know the first thing about what he might want from this. He was learning, just as much as she was, and it seemed, for the moment, that she had the upper hand.

He ought to have been used to it by now.
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[personal profile] weakandfoolish 2020-05-08 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"This isn't going to prove me wrong," he countered breathlessly, watching her for as long as he possibly could before letting his head fall back against the sofa with a shuddering sigh.

He let himself drift in the feedback loop of her pleasure, her pride, every spark of desire met by his own. He swallowed with an audible click, his thumb tracing the seam of her lips stretched around his length.

"It's too much," he gasped, but he did nothing to push her away, instead clutching at her a little tighter, his hips twitching restlessly.
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[personal profile] weakandfoolish 2020-05-15 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
It took little more than that, her words more a feeling than something audible. His eyes never left her face, one hand fumbling at his side while the other curved as gently as he could manage at the base of her skull.

It was like the pull of the tide, unstoppable and all-consuming, a wordless cry stifled behind clinched teeth.

He gave himself only a moment or two to catch his breath before he was on her, urging her to her feet and fumbling at the fastenings of her waistband. He mouthed at her belly, just beneath her navel, ducking to suck a kiss at the point of her hipbone as he tugged her clothes down around her thighs.
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[personal profile] weakandfoolish 2020-05-15 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
Working her pants down to the floor, Ben all but lifted her to lay her out, his mouth on her before her back even hit the sofa cushions. There was no cause for hurry, but he was, as always, swept up in the crackling energy of her— in the power surging through her, in mirror of his own, as much as her body.

He licked her open, the folds of her already slick and swollen, her clit pulsing against his tongue. With her knees pressed up towards her chest, she was spread open obscenely. He thought of her standing in his kitchen, naked and glistening, her fingers curled deeply inside of herself. His cock gave a weak twitch.

He wanted to push himself inside of her, any way that he could. To crawl inside of her skin. To be there, with her, in whatever way she would allow.
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[personal profile] weakandfoolish 2020-05-15 08:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Palming at his cock, he licked at her hungrily, until she was messy and trembling, waiting waiting for the first sparks of her orgasm before crawling up her body to press into her to the hilt. He was still only half hard as she clinched around him, his breath hot and labored in the curve of her throat.

He stayed that way for a long moment, boosted above her on one elbow with his hand wedge between them, his thumb working relentlessly at her clit.
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[personal profile] weakandfoolish 2020-05-19 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
"You wouldn't let me forget," he murmured, teasing gently even as he rolled his hips into her, his touch drifting away from between her legs for the moment.

"I'm yours," he murmured, and it wasn't so much a correction as it was an affirmation. They belonged to each other equally. No matter how hard he'd once tried, there could be nothing but balance, between them.
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[personal profile] weakandfoolish 2020-05-24 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
Ben shuddered, unable to answer her with words, but she would know... She had to know. She would be able to feel his thoughts, the same as he could feel hers. Her longing and her confusion and all her insecurities, and the way she'd found herself, and found him in the process.

Moving above her, within her, he gasped in echo to her cries, feeling the same spark of pleasure in tandem with her own.

"I know," he murmured, "I know." They knew one another. The ugly parts, which she'd tried to hide, and the good, which he'd tried to snuff out for so long.
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[personal profile] weakandfoolish 2020-06-05 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
Trembling with the effort to stave off his orgasm, Ben stilled above her, teeth gritting as he focused on the way her body clinched and fluttered around him. Blowing out an unsteady breath, he braced himself above her, looking down between their bodies, his breath hitched as he caught sight of his cock sliding into her, keeping the pace agonizingly slow. Because he wanted it to last. Because he wanted to torture them both, in the best possible way.

He was enthralled by her body, pulling out of her so that he could watch the way the slick channel of her cunt gaped open for a moment before clenching tight in his absence. His cock leaked against the inside of her thigh, swollen and impatient. They were lewd, wanting creatures, slaves to their bodies in ways that the jedi were taught to abandon, but now that he'd had her... now that they'd had each other, he couldn't imagine turning back.

"Come here," he murmured, moving to sit on the sofa with her astride his lap again, wanting her above him.
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[personal profile] weakandfoolish 2020-06-05 07:44 pm (UTC)(link)
His mouth slack and his eyes dark, Ben leaned back against the lumpy cushions of the couch, his grip tight at her hips as she dragged her slick cunt against him shamelessly. He wanted to be in her again— with his cock, his fingers. Two, or maybe three, curled in deep, massaging the swollen upper wall of her body until she was a wet, trembling mess. The thought of it was there on the surface of his mind, shockingly vivid and beseeching.

"Rey," he panted, one hand sliding over the swell of her ass, further down until he could curl the tips of his fingers into her from behind.
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[personal profile] weakandfoolish 2020-06-05 08:54 pm (UTC)(link)
A sharp hiss catching behind clinched teeth, Ben's heels dug into the carpet as he used the leverage to thrust into her, feeling the bass drum of his own heartbeat along the finger trapped inside of her. The angle was uncomfortable, but he kept that finger curled deep inside, wedged between his cock and her body, hips rolling as he stretched her open.

"Bring yourself there. I know you can," he murmured, egging her own with a teasing squeeze of her ass, urging her to use him however she pleased.
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[personal profile] weakandfoolish 2020-06-05 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"There's always more, isn't there?" He teased, panting against her chest, tongue sweeping out to taste the salt of her sweat.

He could've come, right then. Could've given himself over to it, but instead, he clenched his teeth and breathed through it, grateful for all those hours of meditation.

With an arm locked around her waist, he levered himself off of the couch, hooking his free hand under one of her knees to keep her legs wrapped around his hips, her body held aloft and his cock still inside of her. The trip down the hall and into the bedroom was a clumsy, lumbering one, laughter muffled in the curve of her neck as he playfully, unceremoniously dumped her onto the bed.

"Tell me if it's too much," he murmured against the inside of her thigh, three fingers sliding into her with no resistance at all. With this angle, he was able to use the strength of his forearm to thrust into her, rocking his wrist upward, the flat of his fingertips pressing firmly against that spot deep inside of her. Keeping his cheek resting against his thigh, he watched her-- the way her cunt clenched around his fingers, the way her belly trembled, the way her breasts heaved with each breath.
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[personal profile] weakandfoolish 2020-06-06 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
Her body convulsed through another orgasm, the walls of her body clamping tight around his fingers, her muscles strung tense like a bow. If he hadn't been able to feel it himself, he might've mistaken the contortions of her face for pain, and the way she squirmed for discomfort. Instead, he braced himself through the echoed wave of her pleasure, his cock leaking messily on the sheets, his nose flaring as he dragged in slow, purposeful breaths.

"I can do that," he promised breathlessly, pressing a warm, open mouthed kiss to the juncture of her thigh. Spreading the folds of her with his thumb, he gently circled at her clit, his fingers stilling within her while he gave her a moment to cool down. Pulling them slowly free, his fingertips pruned by how wet she was, he ducked down to lick her open, his touch gentle and curious.

He'd had time to learn her, but he was still enamored by all her complexities, by the ways her body was different from his own. The ways her pleasure took him by surprise. Sealing his mouth over her, he suckled gently, his hands brushing soothingly over her trembling thighs.

Finally, he sat back, urging her further up the bed and settling on his haunches between her spread thighs. Pulling her into the cradle of his lap, he took hold of the base of his cock, rubbing the head along her slick folds before pressing into her to the hilt with one roll of his hips. He stayed that way for a long moment, motionless, feeling the echo of her heartbeat, watching her sprawled out on the sheets beneath him.
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