She can’t seem to look away from Ben’s face. His expression is so soft and open, eyes warm as he looks down at her like there is nowhere else he would rather be.
He kisses her sweaty shoulder and she reaches up to touch the necklace he gave her, adjusting the pendant so it rests centered on her breastbone.
After a few moments of basking in quiet contentment, Rey feels the now familiar and wholly intimate feeling of Ben’s spend leaking from her body. She likes it, knowing that a part of him will still be inside of her in some way, even hours after they part. She carries him in her mind and in her body.
With a soft, playful smile tugging at her lips, she puts her hand on top of Ben’s on her stomach, sliding it down until she can press his fingers against her tender cunt so he can feel his come there, slick against his fingertips.
“You did say you wanted to make a mess of me,” she tells him, laughing softly and biting her bottom lip as she looks up at his face. “Is this what you meant?”
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He kisses her sweaty shoulder and she reaches up to touch the necklace he gave her, adjusting the pendant so it rests centered on her breastbone.
After a few moments of basking in quiet contentment, Rey feels the now familiar and wholly intimate feeling of Ben’s spend leaking from her body. She likes it, knowing that a part of him will still be inside of her in some way, even hours after they part. She carries him in her mind and in her body.
With a soft, playful smile tugging at her lips, she puts her hand on top of Ben’s on her stomach, sliding it down until she can press his fingers against her tender cunt so he can feel his come there, slick against his fingertips.
“You did say you wanted to make a mess of me,” she tells him, laughing softly and biting her bottom lip as she looks up at his face. “Is this what you meant?”