you two are doing the do, as you do - except, oh no, you're not in the safety of your own room! there's no risk of being discovered here, as you're already exposed. all eyes are on you and your boo.
can't help it - you're so (blegh) in love you can't control your emotions.
don't care - the two of you have been kept apart for so long, you don't mind who sees you together.
swingers/party - at the orgy, you're out of place if you're not having sex for all to see.
uncontained lust - hormones or sex pollen strikes!
forced - aliens making you breed? threat of death?
kink - you're just a exhibitionist.
possessive - what's yours is yours and you're going to show the world.
ritual - sex as a rite of passage or a ceremony that must be performed.
humiliation - one of you wants to shame the other.
( au where ren comes back with him seems good because he is still highly unstable and prone to poor decision-making!!! maybe they are on a job for the resistance somewhere distant??? undercover??? DRUGS INVOLVED??? i don't know something goofy sounds excellent )
[ rey doesn't like missions like this. for one thing, he's way too straightforward for this covert nonsense, and for another, he's pretty sure he's a terrible actor. he'd rather get in, beat up the people that need beating up, and get out. on top of all that, there's nothing in the galaxy that can make ren less conspicuous. sure, no one knows that he was kylo ren (most people never saw his face, after all), and he's even less recognizable as luke skywalker's nephew, but he's tall and he's broad and he's attractive. people notice him, and it's kind of been pissing rey off, and what's worse is that rey doesn't really realize that he's getting annoyed until it's too late.
the last straw is when he glances over toward the bar, where a twi'lek girl's practically crawling over ren. forgetting the mission--it doesn't look like their contact's going to show tonight anyway--rey shoots up from where he was perched in a booth, stalks through the crowd, and ren gets a warning sense of irritation over their bond before he's grabbing the older man's wrist with one callused hand, smiling tightly to the startled girl. ]
Sorry, can I borrow him? [ he doesn't give her a chance to respond before he's tugging the taller man insistently away from the bar, toward one of the more private nooks. there's a second floor to the bar and bedrooms one can rent for a couple of hours, but he doesn't head there. instead, they barely get out of sight of the main floor before he's practically shoving ren against the wall, grabbing handfuls of his shirt, and pulling him down, going up on his toes to kiss him fiercely.
across their bond, the sense of rey's mind is essentially mine mine mine. ]
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