Rey Skywalker (
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."
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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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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When he speaks, Rey groans lowly and nods jerkily, pressing up onto her hands again as she looks over her shoulder at him. He looks almost wild, with sweat on his forehead and bitten-red lips, and she rocks back against him hard enough that their bodies meet with an obscene slap.
"Yes," she admits in a ragged voice, looking at his face with dark eyes. She wants to know what it feels like to bend him over and hold him there with a hand on the back of his neck, pounding into him from behind. More than that, she wants him to know what that feels like, how freeing it can be.
Like this, Rey feels like she can just let go. Nothing matters in these moments aside from their pleasure. There is nothing to worry about, nothing to fear, nothing to plan. There is this and only this, their intense feedback loop of sensation that overtakes every other emotion, leaving only something primal and raw.
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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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It isn’t scary at all. It’s wonderful. It’s home.
For as much as Rey knows that her worth does not lie in her appearance, the compliment still thrills her enough that she lets out a soft moan as she grinds back against him.
After taking a deep breath, she lets him slip from her and then turns around to tackle him down onto his back, wanting desperately to see his face as they do this. He looks half-crazed and in awe of her, and Rey feels like the most powerful person in the world.
“So are you,” she breathes out as she straddles his hips and grips his cock, keeping her eyes locked on his as she presses the head of it where his fingers had been. He’s right in that they’ll need more lubrication, but she can nudge the head just inside. Her eyes widen slightly as she imagines what that stretch will be like, and she lets out a shaky breath as she positions him at her cunt instead, sinking back down onto his cock in swift motion. A loud moan spills out of her and she shudders, clenching down around him as she adjusts to just how deep he is inside of her, how wide he’s splitting her open.
She falls forward and plants her palms against Ben‘s chest, shuddering as she slowly starts to rock her hips.
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"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.
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He thrusts up into her hard and she lets out a sharp gasp as she bounces in his lap. He’s so deep inside of her, filling up every empty bit of space, and she digs her nails into the pale skin of his chest as she starts to work herself up and down, feeling her thighs burn as she bottoms out over and over again, hearing nothing but her harsh breaths and the obscene slap of their bodies meeting.
She’ll be sore later, but she doesn’t mind. Right now she wants this, hard and deep and overwhelming. Her thighs shake and she digs her palms into Ben’s chest, whimpering as she looks down at his face, riding him like she’s chasing an itch she can’t quite scratch.
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"Only when I beg your permission?" He panted, a playful smile behind his gaze as he met her eyes.
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Her hands slide to his shoulders, and then to the bed on either side of his head as she bends over him, whimpering as he slams up into her over and over again, sending waves of pleasure through her body until she’s trembling all over and struggling to hold herself up. She doesn’t want it to end, not just yet, so she pulls off of him and rolls over onto her back, legs spread open wide even as she playfully reaches down to cover her wet cunt with her hand.
“Maybe I want to hear it right now,” she tells him as she lifts her other hand to cup one of her breasts, just to see what he’ll do. There’s a fire in her eyes that says that a part of her wants him to take more than she wants him to beg, and she bites her lip as she grinds her palm down against her clit, moaning softly as she does.
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"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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She started this little game, but she thinks that maybe she might be the one who ends up begging. His self-control is so much stronger than hers, even in this. Maybe he'll be able to resist her.
"Do you want to come inside of me?" She breathes out, pulling her hand from between her legs so she can cup her breasts instead, toying with one of her nipples with wet fingers as she looks up at his face.
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"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.
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"I'm sure you can make it happen," she breathes out, taking in a deep breath as she looks up at his face. He seems to take such genuine joy in giving her pleasure and it overwhelms her a little. He always overwhelms her a little with how much he cares for her, but it's a good thing. She likes being overwhelmed by him.
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"Perhaps we could take care of both," he suggested, the head of his cock nudging against her, teasing them both.
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It’s the only one she’s ever really seen, of course, but she has no doubts that it’s the best one in whole galaxy. And it’s hers.
“Are you trying to make me beg, now?” She breathes out, biting her bottom lip as she rocks her hips enticingly. “Or should I be offended by your steady self-control?”
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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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"Ben," she gasps out, hooking one leg over his thigh as her hands find his shoulders and dig in. The touch to her clit makes her cry out and she squirms shamelessly on his cock to try and urge him into moving, moving one hand to slide her fingers into the hair at the nape of his neck and grab hold. "Stars, Ben, please."
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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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With a whimper, she touches where he’s stretching her so much, letting her fingertips skirt along his shaft as he withdraws and plunges into her again and again, until her legs shake with it.
Rey looks up at Ben’s face and she feels beautiful. She knows that most of it is coming from him and she sucks in a breath, tensing as she slides her fingers up to rub at her clit, because he wants her to. At the same moment, Ben’s cock strikes that marvelous spot deep inside of her, and Rey’s orgasm tears through her with a force that leaves her crying out, tensing as she clenches down hard around his cock. “Kriff, Ben.”
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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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Eventually Rey collapses to the bed and drags him down with her, curling her arms around him as she trembles through the aftershocks and sucks in deep lungfuls of air.
"It can't be like this for everyone, right?" She asks breathlessly, once she can form words again. Chuckling softly, she pulls back to give him a tired, but very fond look.
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"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.