AN: This was hard for me to finish. I know I'm posting this after spoilers have been leaked, but I wanted it out before the movie technically released. I thought I had until today (Thursday) before TRoS info dropped. I was wrong. Anyway, enjoy the conclusion of this humorous little fic (that gets pretty soft and fluffy at the end) that was inspired by that first trailer all those months ago! I love these space lovers, and I will keep writing them!

Warning for SEXY TIME and c-words. P-words too. ;-)

After spending a few minutes arguing over who was going to pilot their small ship, Rey conceded stating that her dress would be too uncomfortable to stay seated that long anyway. Ben smirked in triumph, while Rey took the seat (out of four total) the furthest away from him.

"One thing we can agree on," he began as he readied the ship for departure, "is that neither of us want to be going on this mission. Much less with each other!"

Rey crossed her arms and glared at the back of his head. "You're right. They should have sent me with Finn or Poe!"

"Except that I'm the one who needs to do the schmoozing," Ben pointed out. "Maybe Rose or Kaydel should have come with me." Rey snorted at the idea of tiny Rose accompanying giant Kylo- well, Ben. He glanced back at her and narrowed his eyes, "What?! Am I too repulsive to have anyone as my date?"

She rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Pity party guilt trips don't work on me," she told him. "If you must know, I was just thinking of how funny you and Rose would look next to each other with the height difference."

He didn't have a reply for that, so Ben focused on getting them safely into the air and on their way. It took several more minutes for them to speak to each other again.

"This is the most uncomfortable thing I've ever had to wear!" Rey complained, standing up and pulling on the top of her dress.

"You do look very pretty, though," Ben complemented her before he could stop himself. He rationalized it in his head as defending the dress.

"I feel like my boobs are going to fall out of it..." she said with no hint of embarrassment. It's nothing different than she would have said to her other friends. The same could not be said of Ben, however. The sudden appearance of pink on his cheeks proved this. Luckily, Rey wasn't paying him any attention, as she was still fighting her dress. "Ugh! When I pull it up to cover my boobs more of my stomach can be seen, but if I try to hide my stomach then my boobs are on display! What is the purpose of clothing like this?" This time the question was directed right at Ben, and Rey fully expected an answer.

"I believe it is specifically designed to show off the better qualities of your figure, thus making you seem more attractive than you actually are," he stated this as matter-of-fact.

Rey really couldn't help herself and smacked him upside the head.

"Ow! What was that for?! I gave you an answer!" he said, taking one hand away from the controls to rub his head.

"You really are clueless, aren't you?" she quipped and sat down in the seat next to Ben. "I can't believe that my first 'date' isn't even a real one, and that it's with you- Kylo kriffing Ren!"

"First of all, you know that I don't go by that name anymore so stop calling me that!" he argued back. "Furthermore, you're my first not-even-a-real-date too! A scavenger…" He scoffed to let her know how truly unhappy he was at the fact.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, your royal highness! Oh, wait. You're not royal. You're not even a leader anymore. You're a big nothing, just like me!" she hissed at him.

"For force sake! When are you going to let that go!? You know I didn't mean it like that! I was trying to say that I understood you. I liked you as much as I was capable of liking a person," he told her, defending himself.

"Then you should have just said that!" she informed him.

"Fine. I will next time," he said to appease her. If there is a next time, he thought.

Rey rolled her eyes, almost as if she knew his thought, and focused on anything that was outside the windows. She hoped that they would get there soon. She was afraid that she'd strangle him if he made one more idiotic comment.

Ben and Rey entered the casino looking like any other happy(ish) couple, with her arm through his. In reality, they had been bickering all the way from their ship, ending with him complaining that she was squeezing his arm too tightly. She loosened her grip the slightest bit and forced herself to smile.

"Don't do that," Ben whispered to her.

"Do what?" she whispered back, completely confused.

"Smile. These people don't smile," he told her.

Rey made her smile vanish before responding, "You'll fit right in, then..."

"Exactly," he agreed just to refuse her the satisfaction of insulting him. "This is why you must follow my lead," Ben ordered.

Rey glared at him. "I am not one of your little First Order lackeys-"

"Sshh!" he hissed and placed his finger over her lips. "We are on a date. Stop arguing and act like you want to be here or we're going to fail."

A date. That's right. She had to pretend to be romantically attracted to Ben, all while searching for supposed allies. Rey simply nodded and allowed him to steer them towards the concierge. He gave the name "Benjamin Solo," and they gave him their room number and instructions on how to set their door code.

Door code. From that information alone, Rey could tell that they were staying in a very exclusive place. This made her feel even more out of place than she already felt. She was so much in her own head she didn't notice that Ben didn't fully enter the room once he set their door code and opened the door. She ran right into the back of him.

Before she could scold him for stopping so abruptly - and rudely, in her opinion - Ben let out a sound that could only be described as a low growl.

"I'm going to actually kill him!" Ben said once he was finished growling.

Rey made her way around him once she was sure that he had no plans on moving. She entered the room and looked around. It was very, very nice. No, not nice. Glamorous. Dazzling. Ritzy. Rey couldn't figure out what would make Ben so angry.

"I don't know what your problem is, but I've never been in a more beautiful space," Rey told him, sticking up for Poe's room choice.

Ben sharply looked at her, then stared pointedly at the bed, and finally back to her.

"Are you mad that it's not black?" she asked, still not understanding his issue with the room.

"One. Bed. There's... one bed!" he sputtered while gesturing to the, apparently, offending lone bed.

"Do you need more than one bed?" she asked, getting perturbed at how uppity he was acting.

"Are you- Do you really not see the problem here?!" Ben asked, sounding perturbed himself. Rey shrugged and shook her head. "Only one bed means that one of us will be sleeping on the floor. And that will probably be me!"

Rey cocked her head to the side, stared at the bed for a few seconds, and then let her eyes trail down Ben's body, taking in his full size - width, length, all of it. She studied him on the way back up to meet his eyes. "It's a pretty big bed, Ben. I know you're an above average sized man, but I don't take up much room. I'm sure we'll both fit perfectly fine."

Ben immediately opened his mouth to reply but nothing came out, and he ended up gaping at her for a moment. Finally he was able to speak up, "You want to share the bed? That doesn't bother you?"

"I've shared a much smaller bed with both Rose and Finn, and Poe and Finn now that I'm thinking about it..." Rey didn't think that Ben's eyes could grow any wider, but they did at her statement. She couldn't understand why he was being so weird but continued what she was saying anyway, "So, no. It doesn't bother me. Judging by your reaction, however, I think it bothers you!"

"Yes. Yes, it does bother me. I cannot share a bed with you," he told her, more sure of this than anything else ever.

"Why not?!" she exclaimed, crossing her arms and slightly pouting.

Getting a massive erection, he wanted to say for pure shock value. And, it was the truth. "Well, for one thing, you don't have anything to sleep in. You plan on being naked in bed with me?"

"I have underwear on," she informed him, thankful for Leia making her wear underwear. "I can also wear your shirt. You won't need it. Besides, I've already seen you topless," she reminded him with a smirk.

Ben sighed, exasperated. "Fine. We can share. No problem. Now let's go do what we're supposed to do."

They rode the elevator back down in silence. Ben took Rey by the hand and pulled her along as he made his way to the main bar.

"A Corellian whisky, and a Mandalorian wine for the lady," he ordered once the bartender paid them any attention. The man nodded and disappeared.

"I guess that mask did come in handy," Rey began to make conversation. "It appears that no one recognizes you as-"

"Yes, yes," he interrupted her before she could say anything else regarding his previous role in the First Order. He turned to Rey to put his full attention on her, resting a hand on her shoulder and maintaining eye contact. "You need to be very careful about the things you say," he told her as kindly as possible. He needed her to take him seriously. "Act as if everyone is listening and watching us because they probably are." He took that moment, as if to prove his point, to brush a loose ringlet behind her ear.

Rey swallowed the lump in her throat. Ben had caught her off guard with the intense way he was looking at her. It reminded her of their fight in the throne room, except his eyes were kinder. Again, she could just nod her understanding. He nodded once back and turned his attention to the bar in time to retrieve their drinks and provide payment. They moved to a small, but tall, table to rest their drinks and survey the room.

"This wine is very good," Rey made another, more tame, attempt at conversation.

"It is, but make sure you don't drink it too quickly or it will go straight to your head," he warned her with a smile.

"Can have a sip of yours?" she asked, genuinely curious as to what it tasted like.

Ben couldn't help the smile on his lips. "Demanding I share my dinners with you every night, and now I must share my drink?!" he said in mock outrage as Rey's smile grew. "Go ahead, then. Give it a try." He slid his drink across the table towards her.

Rey gave the drink a quick sniff, which resulted in her scrunching her nose, but she took a small sip anyway. Her reaction was immediate, making a face that strongly suggested that she did not like his drink. "How can you drink that?! It burns!"

Ben shrugged, "I'm used to it, I guess."

"Want to try mine?" she offered, holding her glass out to him.

"That wine is too sweet for my taste. I don't really like-"

"-sweet things," she finished for him. "I know."

Ben smiled at her then took a swig of his drink. They went back to surveying the room, and it didn't take long for him to recognize someone from his days as Ben Solo. "Wait here. I'll be right back," he told her and was off before she could reply.

Rey watched the older man and woman give Ben a warm handshake and a hug, and then they proceeded to speak for what seemed a long while to her. She easily got bored watching him and his old, what she assumed, family friends. She let her eyes wander around the room, taking everything in. Rey began to quickly realize that although she was dressed in what she considered to be fancy clothes, nothing could match the other gowns she saw. The more she noticed other people, the more she realized they were noticing her.

Most of the other guests gave her a once over and then completely ignored her. Others actually wrinkled their nose, giggled with their friends, or even glared at her for even daring to be near them. A few men, however, gave her approving looks, with one even going to far to lick his lips. This made Rey turn her attention back to where Ben had been, only to see that he had seemingly disappeared. She quickly scanned the room again but couldn't spot him.

She didn't show it, but she began to slightly panic. Did he leave her? Did someone recognize him, and he got captured? Was she going to get taken? Rey searched for him once more, really focusing on black hair looming above the crowd. She finally spotted him. He was at another high table surrounded by three young women. Three laughing women. He was making people laugh?!

Rey studied the women. They were obviously rich. They were wearing what had to be expensive gowns and jewels, and their makeup and hair was expertly done. Rey's hand absentmindedly made it's way to her own plain hairstyle. She had nothing on these women. Now, more than any other time this ridiculous plan was being concocted, Rey wondered why she was here. Leia should have chosen someone else. Kaydel wore makeup and was a bit girly. Jannah looked more glamorous than Rey without even trying! Maybe there was still time to try to contact Poe's old crush, Zorii. That woman was gorgeous under her mask.

She downed her wine and watched the women continue to giggle and laugh at whatever Ben was saying. One of the women put her hand on his arm, while another glanced at her friend's motion and put her hand on his low back, a little too close to his butt in Rey's opinion. She understood that the women were flirting, and he appeared to be flirting back. But he was supposed to be on a date, even though it was fake, with her!

Rey didn't know where it came from, but she felt rather possessive of Ben suddenly. He was her pretend date, and those other woman could back off! She decided to ignore Ben's order of staying put and marched over to the small group.

"Sweetheart," she said - trying not to sound angry - to get Ben's attention, the women automatically removing their hands from him, "could you get me another drink?" Rey tried her best to morph her face into what she hoped was an expression of love, but she was pretty sure that she couldn't help glaring at him first.

Ben backed away from his company and took a step towards her. "Of course, darling," he said with a pleased smirk. He then placed his hand so that it was covering both her low back and the top of her ass. He looked over his shoulder and thanked the other women for their stimulating conversation before walking Rey to the bar.

He ordered them both another drink. "What about food?" Rey asked him as she plopped down in a chair at the bar, resting her arms on the countertop. "This is supposed to be a date. As I understand it, they usually involve food."

"They don't always involve food," he corrected her limited ideas on dates.

"Well, this date is going to involve food. So, what should we get, oh cultured one?" she asked, sarcasm dripping from her tongue.

Ben stared her down for a moment, long enough for the bartender to bring their second round of drinks, before turning to the man and asking for a food menu. He reached under the bar and handed Ben a large rectangle of paper. He handed the menu to Rey and sat down next to her to help decide what to order.

Most of the food - ok, all of the food - listed on the menu was foreign to Rey, so she took her time asking Ben what every single menu item - and there were forty or more - consisted of. Ben good-humoredly did as she asked and performed quite well as a sort of culinary tour guide. He told her when something would be downright gross, when it would be something she'd love but he'd hate, and things that would be best for sharing.

"That is, if you want to share," Ben said carefully. "I mean, we used to share our meals until you got mad at me..."

"You propositioned me for sex like I'm some First Order slut," she reminded him, keeping her tone of voice neutral. She was actually having a nice time with Ben, so she didn't want to start another argument.

"I did not," he defended his actions, also keeping his tone light. "I- I like you, Rey. I just thought you also liked me, so that's why I wanted to... uh..." he looked around to make sure no one was blatantly listening to their increasingly private conversation, "be intimate with you."

"Ben..." she chided softly. "We're friends. Why would you want to mess that up with even more complicated feelings than we already have?"

"My feelings for you aren't complicated," he told her truthfully. "I've always at least admired you."

"Well, I hated you. Then I didn't. Then I did again. But not as much. Then-"

"Can I stop you there?" Ben asked, placing his hand on hers as if to physically stop her. "I understand that I have caused you pain, and made you grateful for saving your life. More than once," he couldn't help but to add with a wink. "So, Rey, I'm sorry I asked something of you before you were ready... or before you were interested... or because you were never going to be interested. In me. Like that."

Rey sighed. "That's not exactly it, Ben. I've just never thought about it," she confessed with a shrug.

"I hadn't either, really. I mean, I've kissed other people before, but that was just because everyone else was doing it..."

"Was this in your Jedi days?" she laughed.

He gave her what she swore was a bashful smile and nodded. "Yes, it was. When I was much younger and probably had no business kissing anyone."

"I didn't have anyone to kiss," she said and wrinkled her nose in disgust just thinking about the inhabitants closest to her on Jakku.

"I wanted to kiss you almost the moment I saw you," he hurriedly told her. "I'm not sure if that's weird or not, given how we met..."

"It's weird," she confirmed. "But kind of nice. I think."

Ben tried to control his smile and ducked his head before glancing back to Rey with as neutral an expression as he could manage. "Anyway... food?" he knew exactly what to say to change the topic.

"Can we just get food in our room? I cannot stand being in this uncomfortable dress any longer. Besides, this mission isn't working out," Rey said, looking around the room as if proving her point.

"Sure," he agreed. "And, honestly? I think this mission is bullshit. I think Poe was just playing matchmaker again. Hence the one bed."

"But this is a Leia approved mission," she argued.

"Ha!" he barked out a laugh. "You don't think my mom wants me to have a romantic relationship with you?! Because she does," he told her.

Rey sat quietly, contemplating his words. She really thought about everything that had happened to lead to this point. "They played us," she finally admitted the truth.

"Yep. But, don't worry. We will use our time away wisely!" he smiled conspiratorially.

Rey grinned back and shoved the menu between them so she could share with him. "Can we order lots of food? I'm so hungry!"

"We can order everything, if you want." Ben felt that Rey was warming back up to him, so he would stop at nothing to keep the momentum going. He didn't want to make his previous mistake of moving too fast, but he decided that he was going to play along with his mother and Rey's friends' plan. He'd happily end the night just cuddling Rey in their shared bed!

"I don't feel comfortable spending Resistance money," Rey confessed.

"I haven't used any of the money given to us," Ben informed her. "I do have my own money." Rey looked surprised at first, but then her lips spread into a slow smile. "What?" he inquired, not understanding what made her smile about him having money that was his.

"You've been spending your money on us. This is a real date," she pointed out, grinning at him.

"I guess it is," he replied with his own wide smile.

Rey and Ben conversed easily as they made their decisions and ordered their food to be delivered to their room. They finished their drinks quickly, and made their way back to their room to beat the food they had ordered. Once inside, they both kicked off their shoes, and Ben removed his suit jacket and tie. Rey tore her gaze away as he began to unbutton his shirt. It's not like she hadn't seen him shirtless before, but their dynamic had dramatically shifted. He was no longer her enemy but her friend... and a very attractive mostly naked man that she was about to share a bed with!

Rey took his shirt into the bathroom to change. Not ten seconds later, there was a knock on the door. Ben accepted the food and began to set it out as he - nervously - waited for Rey to change. Into his shirt. He started thinking about her reappearing in his shirt, and not much else, and he suddenly felt underdressed and overdressed at the same time. He decided, for both their comfort and no other reason at all, to remove his dress pants and took a seat on the bed to wait.

She entered the room looking more beautiful than he'd ever seen her. Her face was washed of all makeup, her hair was down, and she was wrapped in him. Ben began to regret removing his pants, as his cock stirred in his thin underwear. However, he noticed that Rey was frozen in the doorway staring at him. No. Not staring. Taking him in. Her eyes roamed over his mostly naked body, as her cheeks turned pink.

Ben cleared his throat before he spoke. "The food is here. You can choose what you want first."

"Choose what I want first?" she repeated back to him. There was something in her tone of voice, in the way she was looking at him, that let him know that she probably wasn't thinking about the food. For once. She walked over to him, straddled his lap, and kissed him full on the mouth.

Ben's arms wrapped around her body to draw her even closer. He began giving as good as he was getting from her. Rey took the opportunity to slide down his body a bit to sit across his lap. On her way down, she noticed how much he was enjoying this, his cock standing tall and hard. She rubbed her barely covered pussy against him, shivering slightly due to the wonderful friction on her clit.

This time Rey took the lead. She knew he wanted it, so she wasn't the least bit nervous about pushing him back to pin him to the bed. Rey ran her hands down his naked torso, stopping at the waistband of his underwear. Her eyes met his in a silent request for entry. Ben nodded. She smiled mischievously and pulled his underwear to his thighs. He kicked at them a bit more to get them all the way off.

For her part, Rey was too busy studying this part of a man that she had never had cause to even think about. She gently ran her hand over him, watching him twitch at her touch.

"Can I lick you?" she asked, wondering what this part of him tasted like. Again, Ben could do nothing but nod. She shimmed down his body a few inches so that she could bend at the waist and take the tip of him into her mouth. He tasted salty. She liked salt, so it wasn't too bad. She didn't understand what some of the other women were complaining about when she had overheard them talking about sucking a man's cock.

"You need to stop," he warned her and placed a hand on her shoulder in a feeble attempt to actually stop her from her explorations.

She released him with a wet pop. "Why?" she questioned. "Isn't this what we're supposed to do?"

"If you keep doing that I'll come in your mouth," he told her with blatant honesty. "And I mean very, very soon."

"I heard that it was good to make a man come before sex so he lasts longer during the actual sex part," she explained.

"I- uh. I mean, yes. But-"

"It's fine, Ben," she reassured him. "You're the one who wanted to do this in the first place, so at least let me try it out."

"But you probably won't like it," he finished what he was going to say.

"How about you let me judge what I do and don't like." And before he could reply, her mouth was back on him.

Ben decided to take his good luck and not argue with her for once. He tried to relax and focus on the experience. It soon became obvious that Rey didn't know really how to go about getting him off. Her licks and sucks were a bit all over the place- well, all over his cock; however, it was working for him. Honestly, just the thought of Rey's mouth anywhere on him made him want to come. It was warm and wet and like nothing he had ever experienced!

Finally she found a rhythm that worked for her, once she figured out how to incorporate her hand. It worked for him as well because he found himself quick coming in her mouth. It took her by surprise, and she pulled away causing come to dribble down her chin and for him to completely finish on his own thighs.

"Ok. I didn't really like that," she admitted, wiping his jizz off her chin with the sleeve of his shirt. "I mean, I kind of liked having your dick in my mouth, but not that stuff!"

At that, Ben's nervous expression turned into fondness. Without really thinking it through, he pulled her down for a kiss. He tasted his own come on her lips, and had to admit to himself that he didn't like it either, but her persevered in his effort to repay the favor. As they kissed, Ben managed to flip them so that Rey was pinned below him. He took advantage of his position to remove her barely-there underwear, all without stopping their make-out session.

Rey was the one to stop their kissing so she could take off the burrowed shirt. She then pulled him back down to begin kissing again, her tongue dancing with his. Ben, however had other plans. He began kissing, licking, and even nipping a trail down her body. Hee stated at her earlobe, then moved to her neck - sucking a bruise there - continued on to her breasts. He licked under the swell of them, drew his tongue up to a hard nipple and swirled around it before giving it a soft nip.

Whatever he was doing to her was working. Rey was wetter than she ever been getting herself off. She needed some friction to ease the ache on her cunt, so she reached for her clit, only to have her hand smacked away by Ben's much larger one.

"It's my turn to use my mouth on you," he told her, leaving no room for argument. Not that she would have...

"But you probably won't like it..." she repeated his words to him in a mocking tone.

Ben smirked and wasted no time in dipping his head to lick a stripe up her pussy, ending with a tongue swirl around her clit. Rey's back arched up off the bed.

"Fuck," she panted out a word he had never heard from her before.

He liked that reaction, so he did it again. Ben soon realized that she was sensitive in this area just as he was at the tip of his cock. He knew to focus his mouth here, and just as Rey had he needed to figure out what to do with his hands.

She was so wet that he felt like he needed to touch her. He circled a finger at her entrance before slowly pushing into her. Her hips jerked and a soft moan escaped her lips. This encouraged him to pull his finger out to the tip and repeat the action. On the fourth stroke, he added a second finger. Ben continued to focus his tongue on her sensitive bundle of nerves while fucking her with his fingers. second

Just as he had responded to her, she was quickly responding to him. She was getting even wetter, which he thought was a very good thing since he wasn't sure how his thick cock was going to fit in her little hole in the first place. He began to move has hand faster and sucked her clit between his plush lips. Ben knew he was doing it right when her moans grew louder and she was bucking her hips to meet his hand. The problem was he was having a hard time multitasking with his fingers and his mouth while she was grinding into him. It kind of hurt his nose.

"Do you want more touching or sucking?" he quickly asked her. "I don't think that I can keep doing both for much longer."

"Mouth," was the only response he received. So he did as he was told. He withdrew his hand, spread Rey's legs further apart for better access, and focused his efforts on making her come.

Rey felt like his mouth was everywhere. She felt him delve inside her, fucking her with his tongue, before he licked back up to her clit and sucked hard. She felt her body shake, and she knew she wasn't going to last much longer. She carded a hand through his hair and ordered him to keep doing what he was doing.

"Please don't stop," she begged him. "I'm going to come. Please, Ben, make me come," she started rambling as she felt the familiar climb to her orgasm. He gave her one more swirl of the tongue and she was gone.

Ben watched Rey as she recovered from what was easily the best orgasm of her life. Once it seemed as though she had caught her breath, he crawled back up her body and gently kissed her lips before deepening the kiss. She could taste herself on his tongue, which was better than what his come tasted like, in her opinion.

After all of this - everything that they had just done to each other - he felt a little ridiculous asking her for sex, but he did it all the same. "Can I finally fuck you now?" he asked playfully.

"Please," she replied. The orgasm that she had was great, but her cunt still ached to be filled. She wanted him. Badly.

Ben gave her a beautiful smile before kissing her again. He grabbed onto his hard cock and lined the tip up with her entrance. He slid in slowly, the fear of hurting her in the forefront of his mind.

Rey wrapped her legs around him, allowing him to go deeper. When he finally pushed all the way in, she didn't feel the pain she had been warned about, just the feeling of being stretched tight around him.

He took the moment to enjoy the feel of her, of him inside her. Reveal in the fact that he had just lost his virginity to the woman he loved while taking hers in return. Of course he would never voice such sentiments, but Ben Solo did have a bit of an old-fashioned romantic heart. He knew he could never have casual sex with someone he didn't love, and now he knew he would only have sex with Rey for as long as he lived.

"You can move," her voice broke through his thoughts. "I'm fine. It feels good now."

As he usually did when it came to Rey nowadays, he did what was asked of him. He started a slow pace. Ben still needed to feel her, that this was all really happening. He felt her place a kiss on his neck, and he looked down at her. He searched her eyes for what she could be feeling, but she just met his gaze back and kissed him. When she pulled away, he couldn't help himself. He needed to tell her, even if it was foolish. "I love you, Rey."

"I know, you idiot. Now move faster. And harder," she requested with a smile and a kiss.

He, yet again, did as requested and began kissing her in earnest. One of his hands held him up so he wouldn't crush her, while the other gripped her hip. Her arms were wrapped around his upper back, keeping him close. Ben snapped his hips even more vigorously as he chased his orgasm. This caused her to moan into his mouth. A sort of chain reaction happened after that. He began to move even faster, fucking her hard into the mattress. She moaned into his mouth again but didn't stop trying to keep kissing him. He started to yearn for the feeling of her moans and snapped his hips faster. Soon they were reduced to a mass of moans and the sound of slapping skin.

Rey came first, after still being sensitive from her first orgasm. Ben fucked her through it and came due to her pussy spasming on his cock, squeezing him hard as if to milk out every last drop of come. He was careful not to completely collapse on her, but he was still on her while bracing himself on his arms with whatever strength he had left. She didn't seem to mind, since her arms were still wrapped around him.

"I love you too, you know," Rey whispered against his ear. "I guess I was just afraid to admit it."

Ben pulled back a bit to study her face. He needed to be sure that she was serious. Not that he thought she would be so cruel as to joke about something like that. He could see the truth staring back at him. Now it occurred to him that he probably knew all along but was too afraid to hope. Soon a grin took the place of his loving gaze.

"I think that we should give them a dose of their own medicine and tell them we eloped." His eyes sparkled with mischief.

"Or we could actually elope..." she said to test his reaction.

"They do marry people here," he informed her. "I would marry you yesterday if you wanted me to."

"Ben, that's so sweet, but I was joking." He looked defeated. She added, "If- when we get married, I want our loved ones to be there."

"So, you'd really marry me?!" he asked, the happiness clear in his voice.

"Of course! However, I think we should focus on defeating the First Order and whatever else comes our way first!" she logically pointed out.

Ben pulled Rey just a bit closer, if that was even possible, and kissed the top of her head. "We can take on anything and win. I'm sure of it. With you by my side, anything is possible."

And they lived happily ever after.

I may add more, but I'm leaving it here for now. HUGS! Thanks again for reading.