[for ben]

[strongerthanblood]

After Rey has come home from working on her bike, showered, and fed herself, she ends up being terribly bored. It's a little late but not that late, and she isn't really all that tired, so she does what she always does when she's bored and lonely. She opens the bond.

With a blink, she's standing in Ben's bedroom. He's sprawled on his back in nothing but his underwear with a book on his chest, fast asleep, and Rey's heart nearly bursts with fondness. He looks so peaceful when he sleeps, and she knows that she should probably let him rest, but she finds herself moving closer to the bed.

If she misses him, surely he misses her back, right? He'd probably be pleased to see her, even if it means being woken up.

At least she can make sure that it's a pleasant awakening.

Carefully, she plucks the book from his chest saves his place with the bookmark on his nightstand. After setting the book down, she crawls onto the bed and straddles his waist, leaning over him to press a few soft kisses to his face. One to his cheek, another to his brow, and one to the corner of his mouth.

"Ben," she whispers, grinning as she feels him start to stir. She kisses the tip of his nose and slides her hand down his flank, tucking her fingertips into the waistband of his underwear. "Ben, wake up. I'm bored."

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[weakandfoolish]

"I was considering it," he said placidly. His refusal to take her bait was, in itself, a playful jab.

She swatted at him and he chuckled, ducking again to press his lips to her own, despite the bulge of cookie stuffed into her mouth.

[strongerthanblood]

“Mmph!” Rey’s cheeks are bulging with cookie when he kisses her and she can’t help but to laugh, smearing crumbs across his mouth as she presses into it, curling an arm around his neck to tug him closer.

She pulls back enough to look at him, munching happily as she keeps her arm locked around him to hold him in place.

“You know what’s fun?” She asks with her mouth full, quirking a brow as she watches his face. “Whistling.”

The word alone is enough to have crumbs flying out to hit his cheek, and she uses his surprise to fling herself back and yank him into the bed, on top of her. She snorts out a laugh and swallows the rest of her cookie, pressing a crumby kiss to the top of his head.

[weakandfoolish]

His eyes widen, his broad palm lifting to cover her mouth. In his panic, she was able to easily yank him onto the bed, where he landed with a startled shout, the two of them tangled into an ungainly pile of limbs.

"See what happens when I try to be nice," he said, exasperated. Hooking an arm behind her back, he rolled them on the bed, turning to prop himself against the headboard and pulling her neatly into his lap.

"You're impossible." He brushed her hair back from her face, thumbing at the crumbs on her lips, a warm ached settling in his chest.

[strongerthanblood]

Rey laughs delightedly as he rolls them over, still carefully clutching her cookies in one bandaged hand as he tucks her against his chest. Her backside rests in the cradle of his hips, and she keeps her legs stretched out to one side, since bending them kind of stings.

She’s so used to working through whatever pain or injury she’s feeling, and it’s a little odd to know that she could take a day or two off, if she wanted, with no real consequence at all. It’s not a luxury that she thinks that she’ll ever grow accustomed to.

“Impossible?” She repeats, with big eyes and a playful pout, jutting her lower lip out as he brushes crumbs away with his massive thumb.

[weakandfoolish]

"Hm," Ben confirmed with a thoughtful hum, his hand dropping to rest against her bare thigh.

"But I do enjoy a challenge."

Relaxing against the headboard with her weight in his lap, his eyelids dipped. It wasn't terribly late, but he found himself looking forward to simply spending the night with her, in bed with no particular goal or urgency.

[strongerthanblood]

“I’ll be sure to give you one,” she says fondly, watching him as she takes a reasonably sized bite from another cookie. His features soften when he’s sleeping, or on the verge of it, and Rey takes in the relaxed lines of his face for a long, quiet moment, simply enjoying this moment.

Eventually he seems close to drifting off entirely, so Rey leans in to press a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth and then climbs off of the bed. After setting her cookies down and taking a long gulp from her tea, she pats Ben’s thigh.

“Come on, lay down,” she tells him, feeling ready to sleep herself after the whirlwind of emotions she’s experienced. All she wants to do is be here with him, warm and safe at his side, in his arms. “I get to be the little spoon tonight.”