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Rey Skywalker ([personal profile] strongerthanblood) wrote2020-09-15 04:07 pm
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[for ben]

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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[personal profile] weakandfoolish 2020-10-25 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"Kriffing hell," he grunted from behind clenched teeth, his hips snapping forward of their own accord. Gripping her hip steadily, he began thrusting into her in tandem, trembling at the way he could feel the length of his cock through the thin walls of her body.

Forcing himself to stop the instinctive thrust of his hips, he held her still, impaled fully on his cock while he thrust his fingers deeper into her body. Eventually, he pulled his fingers from her entirely, watching the obscene strangeness of her body closing around the loss.

Gripping both hips, he fucked her with long, steady strokes, pulling nearly out of her with each thrust.

"A part of you wanted this, didn't you? To bend me over and fuck me, just like this," he observed, seeing it clearly enough in his mind, the thoughts as much hers as they were his own. It surprised him, if only because it hadn't occurred to him as a possibility, but there was nothing unnatural about it, and it certainly didn't occur to him to think of it as perverse. He was allowed to possess her in this way, and it seemed only fair that she would want the same.
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[personal profile] weakandfoolish 2020-10-27 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
She allowed him to see in her mind, and in turn, he did nothing to hide his desire for her to do whatever she wanted to him. With him. For him. To take whatever she pleased. To give him whatever she was willing.

His hand in her hair, he stilled as she continued to throw herself back against him, nostrils flared as he regained control of his breathing.

"You're so beautiful," he observed, as if the truth of it bewildered him.
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[personal profile] weakandfoolish 2020-10-30 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
Landing on his back with a startled ooph, Ben's eyes were wide as she settled over him, his hands moving instinctively to her hips. His mouth dropped open, brow creased, a sharp cry barely stifled as she settled in his lap with his cock seated deep inside of her.

"I'll have to remember to ask for a massage more often," he gasped, planting his heels on the bed and using the leverage to thrust into her.
Edited 2020-10-30 03:29 (UTC)
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[personal profile] weakandfoolish 2020-10-30 08:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Cursing under his breath, Ben gripped tightly to her hip, his other hand tangling in her hair as he pounded into her, both of them gritting their teeth.

"Only when I beg your permission?" He panted, a playful smile behind his gaze as he met her eyes.
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[personal profile] weakandfoolish 2020-11-01 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
With a groan, Ben pushed himself to sit upright, crawling over her and making room for himself between her spread knees. He didn't touch her, his cock aching and his mouth practically watering as he watched her touch herself.

"What is it I'm begging for?" He asked, resting a broad hand against the inside of her thigh and massaging the trembling muscle firmly.
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[personal profile] weakandfoolish 2020-11-07 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
"I do," he said, hiding nothing from her. He breathed slowly, amused by the thought that his meditation might be useful for something after all.

"But I think I'd like to see you come again. If I had to choose. Do you think you can?" He asked, his thumb grazing over her slick folds, his fingertip just barely brushing her swollen clit.
Edited 2020-11-07 03:13 (UTC)
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[personal profile] weakandfoolish 2020-11-08 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Are you?" He said, amusement bright in his eyes as he touched her slowly, meticulously, shuffling into the space between her spread knees with a smile.

"Perhaps we could take care of both," he suggested, the head of his cock nudging against her, teasing them both.
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[personal profile] weakandfoolish 2020-11-13 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Steady?" He laughed breathlessly, holding himself steady as he rubbed the head of his cock between the slick lips of her cunt, teeth clenching as he watched a bead of precome spurt obscenely across her clit.

With a wordless grunt, he lined himself up and pressed into her, only the head at first, then slowly bottoming out, inch by inch.

Seated with her hips cradled against his own, he circled her clit with his thumb, feeling her clench around his length.
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[personal profile] weakandfoolish 2020-11-19 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Keep touching yourself," he murmured, sounding a bit more like a plea than a command. His hands shifted to her hips, lifting them off the bed and gripping them tight as he began to move within her, deep strokes angled just right.

Never having been good with words, he had no way to tell her just how radiant she was. She would know how he felt, without him having to speak a word, but he still found himself wishing for a way to tell her.
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[personal profile] weakandfoolish 2020-11-26 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
He would have liked to continue this. To stave off his own orgasm. To see just how long they could keep this up. But they were already approaching exhaustion. He could feel it, in himself and in her, and there would be a fine line between a pleasant ache tomorrow and nursing deeper bruises.

Gasping, he braced himself over her, shifting his grip on her hip as he held her against him, his own hips stuttering for a few moments more before he came with a strangled cry of her name.
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[personal profile] weakandfoolish 2020-12-10 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Breathing heavily into the curve of her neck, Ben shifted his weight, careful not to crush her while still keeping her as close as possible.

"I can't imagine that it is," he admitted, breathing out a soft laugh as he rolled them both onto their sides, his hand brushing her damp hair away from her face.