Rey smiles as Ben gets comfortable, and then turns her attention to his back. He’s so beautiful to look at, pale and sculpted, and she spends a few long moments simply letting her hands rub the lotion into his skin, trailing along to seek out tighter areas that need some attention.

After wriggling back to sit on the swell of his backside, she plants her palms into the small of his back and applies a little pressure, slowly dragging them up the long line of his spine and sweeping out across his shoulders. And then she does it again, feeling him relax a little under the slow, methodical movements of her hands.

Rey knows that she has Ben’s complete trust, but it still makes her warm all over to see that trust in full display, with the vulnerable nape of his neck bared to her. After sweeping away his hair, she cups both sides of his neck and works her thumbs into a knot of muscle at the base of his skull, moving them in slow circles until she feels it start to loosen.

“How am I doing so far?”