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After their walk, the pair eventually returned to the path and rode back to the castle grounds. Ben stroked Rey’s sides while riding Kylo Ren, but it was more soothing than arousing this time around as they left the tranquil forest.
Rey gave Kylo Ren fresh straw and water when they returned to the stables, Ben wordlessly smiling at the two of them as Rey gave the horse a hug before shutting the door to his stall.
Side by side, Ben and Rey walked toward the castle as the blue receded from the sky and gave way to red hues.
“I had a wonderful day with you, Rey. As much as I hate admitting when I am wrong, I am glad you convinced me to let you ride Kylo Ren. I think he likes you.”
Rey smiled as she thought of the black stead. He still appeared as a wild intimidating beast, but she had to admit he was very well behaved. His strength and massive form no longer scared her, but in a way comforted her, surprisingly.
“I like him too. I think he has a soft heart underneath all that black and muscle.”
There was a comfortable pause between them before Ben broke the silence.
“You liked today, Rey?”
The way he said it made her pause. She stole a glance before her eyes darted back toward the earth below her feet. She was perplexed by the shimmering she saw atop his brown eyes before she looked away.
“I did.”
Ben looked at her hopefully.
“Everything?”
She thought of everything that transpired between them on the trail. There was no use being shy now and she realized as she sat with the images and the feelings the memories conjured, she was not upset by them. Far from it.
She stopped walking and looked up at Ben, the red from the sunset framing his black locks, pale skin, and pink lips with a softness that left her breathless.
“Everything.” Rey sighed as she gently took his hand in hers.
When they entered the castle hand in hand, Ben turned to her before she could take in her surroundings. “I liked everything today, too, if you were wondering.” Ben said. He raised his hand to her cheek, caressing the skin with his thumb. He leaned in closer. “I am excited to share more days like this with you.” Rey couldn’t help the smile that escaped from her, her eyes closing at the feel of him.
Ben kissed her hand before holding it to his side and facing the long hall before them. Rey felt him stiffen and twitch then grow still. Rey, confused by his reaction, opened her eyes and was greeted by the sight of Han and Leia basking by the fire. Rey faltered, now keenly aware of how they looked to the outside world. She had stupidly forgotten that Ben and she were not in their own little cocoon where nothing else existed besides the feelings Ben conjured within her but were two people that could very much be seen and heard.
They looked and sounded like lovers. It made Rey’s cheeks red.
In embarrassment she tried to jerk her hand away, but Ben held it tightly.
Han puffed on a pipe, his face staring into a book, with Chewie to the left of him and Leia to the right. Leia was embroidering, her eyes focused on the needle and thread. “Evenin’.” Han said without looking up from his book.
Ben began walking, his hand still holding hers, as he made his way to the staircase. “Evening.” Ben said simply, not breaking his stride.
Rey looked at the king and queen, thankful they were too occupied to pay Ben and her any heed. Maybe they didn’t hear what Ben said or saw Rey’s reaction? Rey and Ben began to ascend up the stairs, hands clenched together, Rey now no longer trying to break free, but holding his tighter for security and warmth.
Rey felt eyes on her and turned her head before climbing up the steps.
She saw Leia’s eyes on them, calculating. Her eyes darted from Ben to Rey and then, much to Rey’s dismay, to the hands clasped together. Rey felt her cheeks heat. Leia’s eyes shined with amusement before her face relaxed back into a lazy expression and resumed her needlework, turning from the pair entirely as if nothing occured.
“Your mother definitely noticed us.” Rey said as they reached the top of the stairs.
“So?” Ben asked as they went down the hall toward her room.
Rey scrunched her face and looked at him. “You are not at all embarrassed to have been doing that in front of your parents?”
Ben rolled his eyes and looked at her. “We are to be married , Rey. It is perfectly normal for an engaged couple to act affectionately toward the other. Even if it is a new concept for you.”
Ben cocked an eyebrow at her. Rey shook her head. “I just feel like there are certain things that are not supposed to be done in front of others.”
Ben smirked. “Agreed. What we did in the woods today -”
Rey’s cheeks grew red as she cut him off. “I wasn’t thinking of… Activities like that Ben!” Rey playfully shoved him.
“Then what activities are you referring to?” Ben nudged her back with his shoulder as they continued down the hall, her bedroom now in sight.
“I just…” Rey sighed, trying to search her emotions. They finally made it to her bedroom door and now faced each other. Rey’s head hung down, avoiding Ben’s eyes. She was trying desperately not to run, but to be honest with him. He earned that. She just couldn’t look at him when she did it.
“Maybe I won’t feel this way forever, but for now I want… I want it to just be us that hears us talk and act like… That. No one else. That probably sounds stupid -”
Ben lifted her chin, his eyes soft and piercing at the same time. “You want it to feel special. Something only, you and I share.”
Rey smiled up at him. “Exactly.”
Ben pulled her into a kiss. She stilled, surprised by the feeling of his lips quickly finding hers, before she slid her hands into the nape of his neck and kissed him back until she felt breathless.
Ben released her, smiling down at her. “I understand. One day I would like to spoil you with affection before the eyes of everyone, but for now, I’ll keep my restraint.”
Ben moved close to her ear. “Until we are alone.”
Rey’s eyes went wide as Ben kissed her hand, all the while maintaining heated eye contact, then turning away and walking toward his bed chambers.
Rey shut the door behind her, all of the feelings of the day hitting her at once.
The amount of emotions she felt were perplexing - he gave her comfort, of course, lust, a little less shamefully admitted then before, but also a rightness that was felt deep in her bones. Now that she wasn’t fighting him (as hard) she allowed herself to feel more instead of pushing every sensation he created away. She felt something stirring within her that made her feel passionate and powerful.
It was terrifying, the depth of it. But as she sank herself further into the feeling, surprisingly, she liked it.
Rey readied for bed and slid under the covers, her dreams over taking her.
They were in the forest, her back against a tree and Ben standing over her with heated eyes. He came close to her and nudged her neck to the side with his nose.
“Ben..” Rey sighed.
“You liked everything?” Ben played with her sides, his fingers dragging up and down her waist. His nose moved up and down her neck, nuzzling and tracing her sensitive zones.
Rey shivered and her head almost dropped to his shoulder before she stopped herself.
Ben rested his hand on her cheek, tilting it toward him. Rey was met with dark eyes that seemed to penetrate through her being.
“Tell me again. Tell me that you liked it.” Ben brought her face closer to his. He rested his forehead on hers as he took a deep breath in.
Rey nodded her head with a blush on her face.
“Everything?”
His hand was dangerously close to her breast.
“Ben.” Rey whispered, her blush growing darker.
“Why are you so shy now? What happened to the woman that gripped my hair?” His hand found the back of her head, his fingers carded into her hair to hold her gently in place. He gave it a light squeeze as Rey gasped, frozen in place. “Who kissed me here?” He kissed her cheek slowly, leaving tingles on her cheekbone. He gazed at her with a small smile, his eyes piercing. “And here.” He whispered to her lips as he softly kissed her. It only lasted for a second, more of a peck than anything else, but it stilled Rey’s heart all the same.
“Where is she?” Ben’s eyes darted between her eyes.
Rey said nothing.
“Surely after last night with your feet in between my thighs, your hands squeezing my arms and throat -" Ben experimentally applied the lightest of pressure on her neck, making Rey gasp, her mouth falling open. “- then offering your bed.” Ben’s thumb moved up her throat to her bottom lip, keeping her mouth open for him.
“And let us not forget how you allowed me to touch your tit today. How you moaned when I did it.” His other hand gripped her rib cage, his fingers inching closer to her breast. “After all that I thought -” Ben faltered.
Rey took a large breath in. “I liked everything today. I told you that.”
Ben’s face gripped her jaw and tilted it toward his face, not hard enough to hurt, but strong enough to keep her in place. “But you stopped us from continuing. Why?”
Rey’s heart felt like it would beat out of her chest. How could a man so loving, become dominant so fast?
“Ben…” Rey said
“I told you last night if you wanted to be intimate with me all you had to do was find me.” Ben slowly said as his hand slid from her jaw to cup her cheek. His eyes were still dark, but tenderness also swirled in his orbs.
“You found me. Now what are you going to do about it?” Ben said.
Rey brought his face down roughly into hers, her tongue quickly bursting into his mouth. He matched her intensity with every lick, suck, and bite, the two fighting for dominance but neither succeeding.
With a courage that Rey did not know she possessed, she started unbuttoning Ben’s shirt. “Off.” She said between kisses. “Now.”
Not fighting her, Ben quickly unbuttoned and removed his shirt, not stopping his kisses. Rey broke from him and looked at his wide, muscled chest. She thumbed the skin she found, transfixed on the sight before her before raking her nails down his chest to his lower torso. Ben growled and kissed her again, lifting her by her thighs and pressing her against the tree.
His kisses peppered down her neck as her head met the bark behind her, her lips failing open as she gasped at the sensations.
Ben shoved her skirts out of the way and pressed himself against her. Rey felt him hard against her as he started to rock back and forth.
“Ben, that feels…” Rey trailed off as his rocks became quicker and harder.
“Yeah, you like that? Tell me. Tell me you want it.” Ben cupped the back of her leg and angled it further open, hitting a new, deeper angle.
“I…” Rey kept gasping at the feeling. Her eyes fell, shuttering at a particularly good thrust.
“I want it. So badly.” Ben rocked harder and faster, emboldened by her words.
Rey grabbed his shoulders and the back of his neck as she leaned in close to his ear.
“I want it all the fucking time. Every time I am around you, all I can think about is this.” Ben growled as he began to grind against her at a feverishly fast and hard pace, Rey now meeting his thrusts.
“Fuck, perfect. You feel, you are, perfect.” He grunted out. He snaked a hand between them and started playing with the apex of her thighs.
“Ben! What are you…” Rey gasped as her legs began to spasm.
“Giving you exactly what you want, what you think about. Giving it to you…” Ben rubbed faster as Rey became more and more wet due to his attentions.
She felt her pulse jump faster and faster as she felt a tingling between her thighs, his thrusting and rubbing now causing her body to shake uncontrollably.
“You’re so close to finally coming. You’ve needed it for so long, baby.”
“Yes, Ben!” Rey cried, the feeling starting to rise and swell within her.
“Come for me Rey - “
Rey jerked up from her bed sweating with a pounding ache between her thighs. She was so close, so close , but she woke from her dreams right before she could experience her climax. She pressed her hands to her eyes in frustration. She felt like she was ready to snap, every hair on her body standing at attention, her nerves vibrating and hypersensitive to the slightest touch. She felt herself throb and her underclothes wetted further.
Without thought, her mind gone and her body now possessed by the desire rushing through her, she scrambled from the bed and rushed to the door as if her salvation from the madness coursing through her body was behind the sturdy oak.
She opened the door and found herself face to face with Ben, his face flush and his hand in a fist as if he was about to knock on the door.