bakerstreet | The slowest burn is the most painful

[ Her struggling doesn't get her far, even her thrashing and kicking doesn't, but ultimately Ben accepts what this communicates to him more than what her words have, what her tears have. She lays on the tile, chest heaving with the effort of her breath, red-faced and body numb, cunt clenching around his fingers to drag him back in even as she pushes him out, and she stares up into a face full of such admiration that she doesn't know what to do with it.

How could anyone love her this much?

This bring on a fresh stream of tears, but they are obscured by the water raining down. The sob, however, is not. It comes out as he gathers her in his arms, as she curls against him, pulling him in and clinging to him like a child who's finally found her home.

Her arms wrap around his shoulders and when he kisses the corner of her mouth, she turns her face to drag him into a fuller, more deliberate kiss that's open mouthed and loose and hungry and slow-moving because while she's just so spent, that hasn't stopped her from needing to feel close to him, needing the intimacy of their kiss. ]

[ She deepens the kiss and he melts into it-- the invitation to explore and learn her is welcomed eagerly and he could just sit here in their still running shower and kiss her for hours. His fingers draw mindless patterns in her skin and the bond is blown wide open and he can feel how boneless and weak and overwhelmed she is. He tries to provide security and stability in response, it's the least he can do.

He pulls away to murmur softly. Catching his breath and breathing her in ] Now we're even.

[ WHAT A DICK. ]

[ She can't keep the kiss for long. The demand of her lungs, weak and wanting, won't allow it. She tilts her forehead to his, choking down breath to try and steady herself when he comes out with that.

Jerk. ]

How do you figure? [ Genuinely curious, but she begins to figure it out a moment later. Her brain is slow from nearly dying of orgasm. ] Is that what you wanted to do when you realized what I was doing?

[ Should have let him tbh. ]

[ At the very least he is not assaulting her with the fact that he is on his way to getting back to hard and demanding she fulfill his needs NOW. ]

That among other things.

[ He's just gonna let her recover a bit. Kissing her forehead and holding her close ]

[ A flush blooms in her cheeks. She tries to suppress it, but … there's a vivid picture of him stomping into the shower and catching her like that running through her head now, and it's honestly such a welcome thought. Her whole body cries out in protest at the way her skin itches, like it knows better than she does that she really shouldn't be going there now. She's had enough. Four orgasms in her first night having sex is enough.

(It's not.) ]

What other things?

[ He'd gotten pretty intense for a minute there, dark and commanding. What kind of fantasies are running through his mind? Girl's gotta wonder. ]

[ Man that is a question isn’t it tho? It’s hard to answer merely because his mind is racing with thoughts and he’s also picking up on hers. How do you even articulate it all? ]

Pressing you against a wall and taking you from behind. [ There’s The impression of the shower of course, but also his black gloved hands over the curve of her spine— arched as he pulls at her hair and that ridiculous dress barely clings to her hips, her breasts bouncing every time he snaps his hips to her ] Or maybe you get so frustrated you push me to the floor and ride my cock.

[ Remember that force push?? He does. He’s still thinking about it. Her forcing him down, he’s endlessly flustered and confused as she tears at his clothes and finally claims him and puts him in his place. All he’s able to do is writhe helplessly and moan—] Do you need more?

[ His fantasies are so vivid that she can almost feel her breasts bouncing, stinging her chest because of the force with which he's slamming into her. The shower wall is warm, but cool next to his body and the spray and—

That second one surprises her. She hadn't guessed he'd be so interested in having her dominate him, but maybe that's the dichotomy. Two warring selves, ever in conflict with one another, right under his skin. And … she's not denying the appeal.

She's not in a position for either now, though. Her legs are too weak, too pleasantly numb. But she seals their mouths together, drawing him into another hungry kiss to tell him precisely how she feels about these suggestions, filing them away for later, intent on providing to him what he's asking for. ]

Yes. [ She rasps the word against his lips, a plea. Her whole body protests the plea, but her starved libido can't get enough. ] More.

[ Always more of him. Really, she was serious when she said she'd be comfortable with a fuckfest. ]

[ By god her libido is a wild fire out of control. He actually chuckles softly. She’s insatiable. She’s going to break him so hard.

He meets her kiss lazily they’re just starting to learn each other and— well. There’s a thought. She’ll recieve a brief glimpse of maybe a misty morning, or a vortex of stars out a view port. A tangle of sheets and limbs— ]

A day we don’t leave the bed. [ Kylo Ren is into kissing for hours on end?

Yup. Why not? ] What about you? What do you want Rey?

[ I mean. He could keep going but gurl he wants to know too ]

[ Just one day. It's so simple, so straightforward, and yet it feels the most fantastical of all of them. Maybe if the galaxy weren't in the balance. Maybe if they could agree on more than sex positions. Maybe … Maybe if this lasts.

Regardless it draws a lazy smile from her. They shouldn't be staying in here like this. It's wasting water. But if they can't Ben's one day, they can have this shower, and the water waste is worth it. She'll stay with him until it runs cold. (She doesn't realize that in a place like this, it won't run cold.) ]

Everything.

[ Her request is simple too. But she's a hungry child, even to this day. She would eat this galaxy if she could, devour every corner of it just to see what it looked like, just to see something green. ]

[ a huff of breath close to a laugh and. Jesus. This is so far from where they were just an hour ago. They— still need to discuss things. Lots of things. For now, he wants to hold on to this boneless peace. ]

Please tell me that doesn’t include fucking in the Falcon.

[ oh good way to keep that peace yo ]

It is called a cockpit.

[ She breaks the flat, sassy know-it-all voice to laugh, pulling back a little to look at him. He's beautiful like this. This moment is perfect. But still— ]

Every inch of it. Twice. And you're going to love it.

[ HES GROANING. LOUDLY. It’s kind of comedic and for a second you can see teenage Ben Solo just. Not. Having it.

Notice he’s not saying no though. ]

You realize I was probably conceived in that piece of junk.

[ Hes 90% sure it was probably in said cockpit ]

Well let's hope history doesn't repeat itself.

[ Maybe it's time to ... find someone to talk to about contraception ... Honestly, as it's occurring to her, she's trying to figure out how to position it to work for their advantage. It's then that she realizes how much this has already begun to change her. (The most substantial consideration is going to Hux like she reluctantly needs his help because Ben just Won't Quit and she doesn't want him to have power over her; yes, that'd work nicely.)

Anyway this is a good way to bring up the children issue. She realizes then that she's just sort of assuming he'll agree with her on that. ]

No offense.

[ uh. He’s in agreement. He’s in such agreement that the implication of children just makes him. Panic a little. ]

Not my intention.

[ No kids for a while. Plz let them figure out some issues and have several long years of self reflection first.

Okay. Kissing her again no more talks of kids. He wants to keep this boner please. ] I gave you specific scenarios.

[ come on Rey. Wanna go for five orgasms cause lord knows u guys have been a LITTLE PENT UP ]

Oh.

[ Like she's suddenly figured him out. And she thinks she has — that he's not asking because he's curious about her kinks, but instead he wants to get off on her teasing him with the mental picture. No pressure though, right? She's not great at talking to start with and now she's … trying to paint a fantasy for him.

Fantasies she has NOT given a lot of breathing room in the past because, you know, trying to ignore those feelings so she can Cope with being around him. ]

Well. [ Let's figure one out right now. ] Uh, like … this. [ She takes his hand a little awkwardly and pulls it to her collarbone, spreading his thumb away from the rest of his hand to settle it solidly around her throat. No, that's wrong. He wants words. She can do words. Come on Rey. Be so smart. Like, she's not super positive on 'want' for this one, but she's thought about it enough that it's worth trying out, so she goes for it. ] I want you to hold me down and choke me.

[ Also to get his mind off of KIDS, Rey. Like. That is not something he ever considered after the first order. It was some serious on lockdown shit.

Anyhow, shes gonna need some brazzers or StarPorn holonet shit. Like he can feel how much she wants but is kinda. Unable to articulate. Man Jakku just sounds super depressing. Everyone probably just did it from behind and kept their clothes on and didnt even kiss. Gosh.

It strikes him now how small her hand seems in comparison to his. Certainly the first time they had touched it had crossed his mind but now-- now in this quiet moment he can appreciate how wide his reach is and how easily his palm fits her neck--

Oh. ]

You-- [ "Trust me" seems to be the wrong phrase to use here. As she clearly does. Peering up at him and stating so clearly what she wants him to give her. ] --'d be comfortable trying it?

[ Like. Please do not stretch your boundaries just because you think he'd be into it Rey. Yeah he gets dominant and pushy-- but like. With consent. ]

[ She gulps. It's a big gulp, admittedly, one that steadies her. Then she nods, keeping his hand there like she's coming around to it. ]

I've thought about it before.

[ A lot. So ergo, want to try. Right? That's how it works? This fucking virgin (alright, recently ex-virgin) doesn't know how fantasy works. She's doing her best here. ]

I don't know if I'll like it, but I want to try. [ She wets her lips. ] Especially, uh, from behind. And rough.

[ His uncertainty has her shifting a little bit. She'd been So Down for all the things he said, but he's hesitating. That's not fair. He's not allowed to hesitate on hers after he made her say it. ]

Unless you don't want to.

[ He-- comes around to himself, to the idea and the suggestion and the fleeting little image. His fingers tense around her neck briefly-- No real pressure. Again, shes going to be on display and probably in some plunging necklines for like. The next week.

He can't get too rough right now.

He slides his fingers up until they catch under her jaw, he uses the position to tilt her head back and he can just. Press a kiss along her pulse. ]

I don't want to unintentionally hurt you- you don't need to backtrack. [ That's really his hesitation for the matter. But with that said he'll drag his mouth up to the shell of her ear ] But if you'd like me to hurt you intentionally--

[ Another brief and light squeeze. Like....Now that shes planted that idea in his head.... well it sends blood rushing down-- ] I would be happy to.

[ And now he'll just. Roll his hips up into her. A bit. ]

More.

[ Rey sucks in a breath when his fingers grip her jaw, holding her there. She finds his gaze, holds it until she can't anymore and he's back at her ear. The heat of his breath, the softness of his lips. She bucks against him too, surprised to the point of a real gasp that he's as hard as he is right now.

Like. She'd thought maybe he'd run out of steam. But he's … up and at 'em. They really are just going to have marathon sex, aren't they? ]

Please.

[ She whines for it. The way that he makes these demands of her, the way he offers her pain, it speaks to something dark and primal and base in her that she only wants to open up for him. ]

Spank me. Pull my hair. [ She trails her hands down his ribs, a slow motion that betrays her trepidation. ] Tell me how filthy it is that I want you to hurt me, and then I want you to make me beg for it.

[ She spits this all out at once with such haste that it's obvious she wants him to tell her what she already feels; that this is dirtybadwrong to desire and that she's gross for asking for it. To look down on her — like he should — then give it to her anyway. ]

[ This is what happens when something that that generally takes like. 50 tags takes NEARLY 300.

Also who knows, he's got some major force dick rn.

And Rey.

He would love to give you every single inch of that right now. He like. Groans into her ear and ruts his hips against hers and for the briefest moment his freehand finds her hair and pulls--

But not now. Because he has a feeling she'd push him until he bruised her up enough that she'd have trouble walking or sitting right and right now? Every eye in the galaxy is upon them. ] Maybe. [ He says it a bit colder than would be expected. you know. Until he swings it around to make it obvious what he's trying to say. ] I'll do that and more if you follow my orders this week.

[ A little nudge in the bond to show this is asking permission, not forcing her into becoming some Yes man. More like... "lets fuck each other silly and work together as a team okay?" ] You could start by swallowing my cock and then riding it until I come.

[ He has taken notes on some of the things uve shown him already, urr both doomed

also shout out to shower bench for being a quiet patient mvp ]

[ She's stunned by that reply. Not just because it's so vulgar and unabashed and smooth in how it demands of her, but because she'd really thought for a minute that he was going to reject her after all this. His cool maybe had put cold dread in her gut, and now it disperses through her bloodstream like slush and ice and she realizes it's actually scorching hot, not freezing at all.

Oh, she's in trouble. Big trouble. ]

Yes, Kylo. [ She settles her hands on his hips, pushing up a little, nudging him for the bench while she stays there on her knees. Truth be told her cunt aches for it. She'd wanted to suck him dry before he'd said that, wanted to taste him and watch him thrash for her, but now that he has demanded it … she's pretty sure she could get off on this alone. Hearing him command her. And not just because she's already come four times tonight.

When she has him settled in a sitting position on the bench, she crawls between his knees and tries out a rephrase, ] Yes, Master Ren.

[ She searches his face to see if he decides he's into that. She's pretty obviously Super Down for following orders, at least. ]

[ He'll explain it to her later. Probably. If they don't forget, or get distracted. But really, I mean Rey may be fine with implying that shes gettin' raped every night to Hux but-- Again. Not the image he wants the galaxy OR HIS MOTHER TO SEE.

But that isnt at the forefront of his mind when she pushes at him gently to go to that bench. His legs are a little shaky from being on such an awkward position on the floor of the shower so there's relief in sitting down and... being more properly under the spray.

And then shes between his knees and-- oh. Oh he actually flushes a bit at her acting so passively. It takes him a moment to more fully embrace the role. It'd been so long since he'd thought of Rey as someone he could manipulate or push around in such a manner. But he can ease into the role rather quickly.

It starts with him curling a hand into her wet hair, pushing it from her face and eyes, he stays still as she positions herself. Eventually that hand will smooth over her cheek, the thumb smoothing over her bottom lip. ] Good. Now open your mouth for me.

[ I feel like one day Rey is gonna call Kylo Daddy in bed and everything is gonna be super confusing ]

[ Her skin feels warm. It's not exactly approval or refusal of what she'd said, and that makes her more keenly aware of the fact that she'd gone for it. But maybe that's part of it. Maybe he wants her to be hovering on that edge of uncertainty. She sticks with it. He'd wanted to be her Master, once. Probably that urge is still there somewhere, tacitly satisfied to hear it — he probably even prefers hearing it like this.

The bench is an awkward height. It's not like a chair or a bed, where maybe her ribcage would be up around his hips by now. Instead, his knees come to about her waist, and she knows she's going to have to bend for this. Considerably.

She'd wanted this, but now that he's commanding it, there's some kind of latent anxiety to perform. She'd been ready when it was exploratory and obvious that she didn't know what she was doing. Now he's … acting all sexy and dommy and she's like should I be all sexy ? ? ? but she doesn't know how to be sexy. She just knows how to be Rey.

But all he wants is Rey, so that should work out just fine.

Her lips part and she turns her head to suck at his thumb, closing her eyes as she takes it into her mouth. It's an experiment. Giving him the chance to show her. Which is a good thing because while she's quite eager and takes his whole thumb, she also scrapes her teeth over it. That's what you get when you have a scavenger for a wife. ]

[ To be fair, Hux arranged this marriage. Maybe he had hoped Rey would eat Kylo... Just... not in this way????

Also he's learning she finds his dominance sexy and that--in turn....means she may have been fantasizing about their interrogation and he's just.

Oh boy.

Well. She wants Humiliation and being dominated-- and is feeling anxious? This is not a difficult situation to achieve all three.

A sharp breath is sucked through his teeth and he gets ready to spit vulgarities that would make his mother smack his tongue right out of his mouth. ]

Kiss me where you did before-- scavenger.

[ HE HOPES???/ /? ?? THATS OKAY??? (Oh and.... yeah he means his balls. Like. Something kind of really hot about her tucked in so close to him. He'll send the impression of it so she understands what he means) ]

Then run your tongue along my cock.

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[ Oh shit. That hits her in an unexpected way, stokes something molten and primal and needy right in her gut, and that's when Rey knows she's done for. He makes it sound so easy to be articulate and seductive in how he says these things and she's like hurr hurr choke feel nice.

So when she raises one hand to grip his shaft, there's a hunger there, like she's grateful for the command, not just complying with it. It's not just permission to do what she'd already wanted to do anyway, but instruction on how to, delivered like a command that steers her. The overall effect is a feeling of total security.

She's never known that before. ]

Thank you, Master. [ Rey raises her other hand to push his inner thigh and widen his stance where he sits so she has more room, then grips his thigh and leans down as she positions his cock out of the way.

First her nose brushes against the soft skin, and she's surprised by how plush and pillowy his balls are. She'd thought somehow they might be as stiff as his cock, but — Now that she's taking more time, she notices not only is the skin soft, but the whole setup is malleable and soft. She presses chaste kisses at first, but her lips part and she sucks at the skin there softly.

She's gentle, cautious, and that carries forward to when she starts lapping up the streams of water that course down his length. She takes her time, her tongue flat, like she's trying to clean it off with just her tongue and explore every crevice of it. Very thorough. Very slow and deliberate.

Her tongue curls around the ridge of the head and probes at the slit and then glides back down the underside, tracing a vein. The skin of his cock is surprisingly soft too, delicate and pliant and hot. ]

HAVE A SAFE FLIGHT

MY FLIGHT WAS SAFE BUT NOW I AM IN INDIANA SO IDK SEEMS LIKE A DOWNGRADE TBH

yikes

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Casually tags smut while eating dinner and gossiping w family 👌👌👌

i support u

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UNCLE ACTIVELY TRIES TO READ OVER SHOULDER MAKES. TEXT SMALLER

LMFAO HI UNCLE

JUST MAKING STAR WARS CHARACTERS FUCK NBD

IT'S LIKE BARBIES BUT BETTER

THEY CAN CHOKE EACH OTHER

THAT MAKES IT 500X BETTER

i mean honestly. all i did w barbies after a certain age was have them make out

flashbacks to when i got caught with my barbies naked on each other; foreshadowing this exact moment

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