bakerstreet | The slowest burn is the most painful

[ a grin nearly takes hold of his features. He schools it back with a sharp inhale of breath when her hand makes it way in his pants. Yeah. Snoke and Finn are not welcome here. ]

You were still one of the first— [ His cheeks flush slightly pink. There’s a strange intimacy being struck here. Beyond the handy (which he may or may not cry from. Don’t count kylo out yet), talking about that dumb mask and her seeing his face ] — to see my face.

[ That draws a strange flush out of her. They hadn't exactly started on terms worth talking about, for the most part, but that … In some way, they had at least always belonged to each other. That connection had always been there, even when it was channeled in hate and anger.

She takes her time working her grip over him, steady and persistent in how she tries to get him ready. She's figured a few things out by now about how all this works. ]

I've been one of your firsts for several things, I hear. [ She wets her lips again. ]

[ that fact brings up a bevy of images and he is currently stuck on the fact that he wants to kiss her. Badly. Even over the drawn out want her fingers bring as they tug his cock. Another soft groaning gasp as she works him. No one below will be able to hear down below, the noise is completely for her. He’d have to be a fool to not notice how much she enjoyed him making noise. ]

I think I’ve been your first in more categories.

[ I would get on his ass for bringing up the fact that he’s kissed someone else. But he’s distracted right now and hardly aware of what they are even talking about. This is what happens when u touch a dudes cock. Who knows what’s coming out. ]

[ Please see a doctor. You should always know what's coming out of a dude's cock.

Rey tightens her grip at this. It's a possessive instinct, and she thinks to be ashamed of it a moment too late. That doesn't mean she lets up, exactly, because the point is already made. Line crossed. Moving on. ]

If you're this loud at the reception, there's no chance.

[ But she's laughing. At the very least they'll enjoy experimenting. ]

[ well it’s not rainbows and unicorns at least.

And yikes. He notices the tighter grip and there’s an accompanying hiss of breath. Sorry soon to be literal space wife. He will not bring up girl who is probably dead in some traumatic fashion (insert jab about him killing his girlfriend in bipolar borderline personality disorder rage). Also. Fuck all of this, he’s lifting a hand to curl under her jaw and drag her towards him for a kiss. No tongue, but lingering and wanting. Anyone watching would see a sudden show of passion.... and hopefully not seduce her hand is currently in his goddamn pants.

He’ll draw away, looking a little more flushed and panting gently. ]

Maybe I’m making noise for you.

[ Rey groans against his lips. Let's be honest, she's not just getting him worked up right now. She shifts her stance, pressing closer to his body, wanting to strip down every layer that's between them and damn Hux and all appearances, but —

People are watching, after all. So as much as she does love the noises that he makes … She doesn't go in for another kiss. ]

I want you inside of me. [ She turns away from him, freeing her hand from his trousers and leaning into the railing. She pushes hers down, also obscured by the railing. ] Now. Just like this.

[ He was getting Super worked up by her hand and the press of her lips. The breeze is cool, sweeping his fringe against his forehead, his lips part just a bit and then--

He'll just blink for a moment. Her hand is gone and suddenly.

Oh.

His mouth feels dry and he tries to wet his lips. ]

Do you need me to use my hands first?

[ He's a good considerate dark side user who is aware he wrecked you the night before. He'll even step forward so he can run a gloved hand to the curve of her ass. ]

[ Oh.

You know, actually, that's a good question that Rey had not thought to consider. She'd been so sore this morning, but over time, it had sort of stopped bothering her. Had she just stopped noticing? Was she still a swollen achey mess down there? Maybe she should have taken some time alone in the bathroom before trying to jump him out here to discover that.

A lesson for next time, maybe. (Next time she loses her virginity in five-orgasm marathon sex ?? ? Sure.) ]

I don't know.

[ She blurts that out bluntly because she doesn't know how to try to … perform anything more tempting where 'is your vagina okay?' is concerned. ]

I'm — I mean, I want to.

[ Should she say she's wet? She's not positive she's wet, but she has that warm down low tingle that suggests wetness. He's almost there now so she doesn't reach to check for herself. (She's wet.) (Like a lake.) (But also still swollen and achey and just this side of too-tight as a result.) ]

It should be fine.

[ Man, they are just. Learning this Sex thing together. It's kind of hilarious and also kind of adorable. Well, her near stuttering unsure answer convinces him of one thing-- Okay Two things. One, holy shit she gets ready to go quicker than he does, it's almost as if she's younger than him and at her pique "My body wants me to get pregnant because it's a biological imperative" stage. Two, She's probably over estimating how ready she is.

Also I am sorry Tifa which way is she facing, bECAUSE I AM NO SURE IS IT ASS TO HIM OR ASS TO THE RAILING???? FORTUNATELY THAT DOESNT CHANGE THE NEXT TAG: ]

Let me work on you a bit-- [ Which honestly just sounds illegal coming from his mouth with the way he lowers his voice. Fuck your crushed velvet voice Ben Solo, it's probably making her lake into a waterfall at this point. Especially as he eases a gloved finger inside-- not much resistance but he can feel how tight she's squeezing even a single digit. Well. Slow and gentle for the moment. He doesn't want her hobbling down the aisle, okay???? ]

[ The start of an absolutely filthy moan makes its way out of the back of her throat before she smothers it, gripping so tightly to the railing IN FRONT OF HER OK and doubling over it slightly just to keep it together. Her eyes flutter shut, but she forces them back open. She wants to remember that they're under scrutiny here, or she might just let go entirely.

There's some discomfort, too. His glove soaks up some of the slick that helps him glide in, and it makes things a little stiffer, a little less smooth. And his finger is bulkier for the glove too. It's got to be practically two of her own. His hands were already huge.

Or maybe she's just really, really sore still.

A horrible thought occurs to her as she realizes he'd better be able to fucking get it in if her body betrays her like this, wow. Just wow. She leans more deliberately into the railing, presses her belly button against the top of it and pushes her hips back to give him a better angle, trying to open her hips up somehow and help him in.

No. Now she's thinking about it too hard. It's not sexy to think about it too hard. She shakes her head, drawing a breath. Okay. Remembering the dick that was in her hand. ]

Keep talking. [ She mutters this firmly over her shoulder. It'll serve the dual purpose of (a) his voice is fucking sexy, (b) distracting her from her own too-practical efforts to make herself sex-ready. ]

[ THANK YOU, I DID NOT WANT TO ASSUME OKAY??????

He won't chastise her for that moan, because he realizes she's a bit caught off guard and still New to this. Well. He won't chastise her harshly. He's realized by now that embarrassment and punishment and domination are a Thing for her.

His free arm reaches around her and at this moment, it looks like he's just holding her up. Like they are doing some sort of Titanic moment together and being kinda cute right now. Very much not like he's working his way to being knuckle deep inside of her. He'll chance kissing her ear as his finger slowly pumps in her. Slow and steady pumps as his hips cage her in. ]

So are we going to do this at the reception as well? [ Once she starts to loosen, he'll work a second finger inside of her. He can feel her muscles trying to draw him in and push him out all at once and he's aching to be in her. ] You want the whole galaxy to see me making you moan?

[ It's hilarious how he doesn't even question the command. He can talk some serious shit for u right now Rey. ]

Or maybe I can fuck you right out of sight in your wedding dress? Would you like that?

[ Man. Freud is writing about this shit where ever his soul currently resides. ]

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[ Hell. Freud's soul is in hell for perpetuating that female hysteria bullshit.

Anyway.

The fact that he slides so easily into exactly the kind of talk that gets her going catches Rey off guard. It's like a switch is flipped and he's just plunging straight in (much like his fingers in her cunt). Rey sputters, a choked noise caught in her throat. He's surrounding her, cornering her, filling her. Hadn't she been the one with control just a minute ago? Where had that gone so fast?

Of course, that belies the fact that she is the one in control here. He's doing this only at her urging, and she well knows it. Ben Solo is a sweet boy, but Kylo Ren is the traumatized codependent attack dog she never knew she wanted to curl up at her feet. ]

Yes. [ As she admits it, her knuckles go white on the railing. She's trying so hard to hold on and stay still and not thrust back into his hand or cry out. Oh, Force, it burns just a little because she's still raw but it's good. So good. Slowly but surely she relaxes, her body welcoming him in, blood flow making plush the previously tense walls of her cunt. ]

Yes, all of it. Show them what you do to me. It's ours. It's all ours, you can have me wherever you want.

Shhhh, you have to stay quiet.

[ He's being a jerk now, but all it looks like to anyone watching is he's whispering sweet nothings into her ear while she's ~overcome~ with emotions. Probably from a wandering womb.

A soft kiss pressed right behind her ear as his fingers work themselves into her faster, feeling her walls start to have more give and jesus Fuck she is wet. If they were in private he'd force her to suck his fingers dry. Leather gloves and all.

Actually, while he slowly pulls his fingers loose from her cunt he'll send that image through their bond. His fingers shoved beyond the pink bow of her lips, the slow lapping suction of her mouth as she cleans them. In the mean time, he's running her fluid across his length, which is practically begging for friction at this point.

This is going to be a bit of an awkward angle, but. You know. He doesn't care at this point. He'll guide his tip along her, running it against her cunt and teasing at her clit slightly before he finds her entrance and slowly starts to shove in.

He opens the bond wider to make certain he isn't hurting her and-- it's just a ton of information at once. She's tight as hell and just-- really good. Good enough he's gasping. And this isn't going to go any faster or easier because he wants it too so-- he'll be reaching his freehand around her so he can press a couple of fingers against her clit and just, work at it a bit.

Knock knock bitch it's kylo ren's cock back to wreck your shit again. ]

[ Yeah, it occurs to her around the moment he breaches her that he is too tall and she is too short for this. No, that's not fair. She's not short. She's never been short. But he's just huge. And right now, he feels huge in every possible way, surrounding her and filling her to the brim, stretching her beyond what she'd thought her limits were.

She bites down on her lip to smother a sound and turns her gaze skyward, away from the straggling people. Could they see the flush in her face? Probably not from this far. Not the way her chest heaves for the way her pupils swell wide and dark with arousal.

Keep quiet might be too steep a demand. They might have to take this away from the balcony. The pang of want she feels for his fingers in her mouth comes through clear across the bond, which is blown open by the interlock of their bodies. Nothing is held back. ]

Oh, Ben, I — [ She gets stuck on the sentence, her whole body shuddering as his leather covered fingertips edge against her clit. It's so much and so direct, but she's able to shift her hips slightly, push him just aside of it, and the choked sound she makes becomes a hum.

They can see. She's sure now. Call it paranoia, maybe, but Rey feels suddenly dead sure that the few people still moving around down outside can see them clearly, make out precisely what they're doing up here. They know.

Some part of her dismisses it — she's allowed to fuck her husband. Maybe not in the view of the whole galaxy. Maybe they should have laid down on this balcony instead of fucking over the edge of it, but that ship has sailed.

So slowly, despite her fears, she starts to rock back into him, sliding her hips, letting that pleasant stretching take on new form. She can't be choosy about the angle like this, but his fingers supplement that, persisting in drawing her up, up, up towards a definite peak. ] It feels huge. [ She tells him this in a hushed whisper, trying to use words to keep from making moans. ] You're huge, Ben. I love the way you fill me.

[ He's overwhelmed, enough that he shoves his face into the crown of her head and this-- this is an awkward angle. He can't say he minds it all that much, though. He's starting to see the thrill in fucking her like this, with everyone watching and claiming her for himself. Fuck the galaxy and--- fuck Rey too I guess??/??

There's a soft huff of air from him, his own way of laughing because huge. He's not about to credit himself with that, but he'll let her keep saying it.

He ruts into her, and yeah-- it's powerful enough that she'll nearly be knocked off her feet, pressed into the railing and practically helpless to stop the steady rhythm of his dick rooting itself into her. ]

Who did you want to see me lose my mind in front of today? [ He's barely managing not to moan-- his words are rumbling grunts. Spoken between harsh breaths. ] Tell me.

[ The sudden, brutal thrust knocks her against the railing. It probably hurts his arm to get pinched between her body and the metal balcony rail, but that's what he chose for himself. She gasps, too startled by the way he drives into just the right spot inside of her to even think about making a sound. Probably for the best.

The descending fever heats her skin, leaves her breathless, sweating, panting. It's perfect. He's perfect. She feels like she's going to combust, surely she can't take much more of this, and then he demands that of her, and—

Rey cries out softly. ]

None of them. [ She growls it out, gathering herself. ] Don't you dare let them see this. It's ours. They can't have it.

[ Right under their noses, on display and not at the same time. One of the few things that they can control, that still belongs to them. One of the few things they haven't sacrificed to become these idols. ]

[ Yeah he'll be feeling that smarting in his arm later tonight but you know. He gives zero fucks right now. Not when he can feel her cunt tighten around him with that harsh push of his hips. When he can feel her uncoiling and-- maybe if anyone looked closely enough they'd probably be able to tell that he is moving awfully unusually for someone just holding their future wife and they're both hunched in a strange way. But he's committed to this sexual endeavor now, mom did not raise a quitter.

He slides his fingers along the folds holding her clit, pushing her closer and closer to that edge, letting her swallow his length over and over and over. ] Make me yours then.

[ She wanted him to keep talking and by god he will continue until she says stop ] Right here.

[ He's gasping for breath and realizing how true the statement really is even on it's own. He's hers. Entirely. He has been for a while. He would let the stars burn out and swallow every system before he let her go again.

And my god does he want to just. Kiss her and kinda make out with her for a while. Dumb teenage on a couch making out. HE NEVER GOT THAT EXPERIENCE He WANTS IT WITH HER. ]

[ It takes her longer to crest than 'usual' aka than it did last night. Perhaps because she's still raw from that fucking marathon. But when he offers this agreement, when she feels the bone-deep belonging resonating from his end of the bond too, she unravels.

Shuddering and gasping, she seizes up around him, all twitching heat and pressure. She leans back, grabbing onto his tunic behind her hip, clutching him to brace herself and stay aloft.

Welcome to Wild Rides with Rey and Kylo, where having sex in front of people is like 'ya this is nice' but having an emotional connection is orgasmic. ]

[ I mean that's probably why Rey gets confused in half the AU's because it takes her a while to figure out that kylo really gets revved up over emotions and shit. Like yes rey you are an attractive woman and he loves wrecking ur body, but goddamn that "neither are you" got him to half chub at least. It's a dumb wild ride.

So when she's gasping and arching and reaching back for him-- he responds in kind. Leaning forward and groaning in her ear. Emptying himself in her and-- well, his mother probably took care of that??? He'll find the spot later and be Assured of that. Maybe they need to have these discussions before they fuck tbh. But that's not anywhere near his mind right now. Not as he quivers and shakes with her, comes undone and just rests against her. The hand which had been toying with her clit coming to rest around her shoulders and hold her close as he gathers himself.

In this moment, all he can feel is that they belong to one another. Wholly.

Also wow are they getting like. Pre-married tomorrow??? Holy shit. ]

[ No one ever told Rey not to, so she

takes this opportunity to try it on: ] I love you.

[ This comes out in the midst of her efforts to recover some semblance of even breath. Her hand has come up to rest over his arm, not to pull him away, but to hold him there, steady, to embrace him despite the fact that he stands behind her like this.

But no, this is definitely what it feels like. Rey's action oriented. Words are hard, until she has a feeling and a moment to go with it. This is that moment. ]

Not almost. I do.

[ Honestly at first he's kinda confused because he'd been thinking of saying it himself. So he was wondering if he was saying it (You know, despite it not coming from his mouth and being in a COMPLETELY different voice) and then he thinks maybe she was just reading his thoughts and saying what he was thinking aloud. And then he realizes that's a fucking ridiculous thought and everything just catches up to him at once.

Oh.

A shuddering breath that is close to a laugh parts his lips and he presses his nose down into her hair and the side of her face and. He can't tell if it's the flush from their fucking or if he's just honestly blushing right now. But in this moment. Everything is floating and beautiful. ]

Again.

[ A quiet breathless request, his arms squeeze her more tightly and he wants this dumb moment, him inside of her with his pants askew and hers shoved down to her thighs and them watching the ocean and the people below and whispering confessions to each other-- he wants this precise dumb moment to stretch into forever. Maybe life would be tolerable if it could. ]

[ The sudden levity of his embrace startles her, but she welcomes it warmly, tucking her chin and kissing his forearm and exhaling a near-laugh as she then lifts her head to look out a the ocean with him. Peace begets peace, and she welcomes his into her. Good moments will be scarce for them. She savors this one. ]

I love you.

[ And she's sure that she does because this has never felt so easy as it feels right now. For a moment, like this, she can almost pretend they aren't required to perform anything. It is Rey and Ben and the galaxy can see and they are naked before each other — well, figuratively, at least. And there are no masks. No shadows. No politics. ]

[ Lol remember when rey was crying? This punk ass bitch is now crying. At least its not like. An ugly weeping cry but just a quiet "I am super overwhelmed right now and I didn't expect to be so I just gotta cry this out rn???" cry.

And it's just everything. Everything hitting him at once. The realization of this being what he wanted, that he nearly... no -- he should have lost this. And in some ways he has, because now they have the galaxy in their hands and he offered that to her. He wanted to change things. He still wants to change things so desperately. End the chaos and pain and just try to bring sense back to existence-- but doing that requires they cannot truly ever be themselves.

But then he's also just-- ecstatic that after all the shit he's pulled that she could feel the same????

He's just going through a lot right now and doesn't have a lot of good coping mechanisms to handle it or compartmentalize everything he's feeling so.

Excuse him as he just. Holds her tight and murmurs. ]

I love you.

[ And in his mind it reverberates and echos again and again and again. Over and over through his being and he's an emotional goddamn mess Rey. R u sure about this? ]

[ Oh, he's — Oh.

Rey doesn't quite know what to do because like his dick's still up in there and he's hugging her from behind and weeping and she can tell that this is a very emotional moment he's having with her

back.

Slowly but surely she extricates herself, but only so she can turn around and draw him to her in a proper embrace, burying her face in the loosened fabric of his tunic. Yes. This is what they deserve. Out there, performing for everyone, it's easy to feel alone, but as long as he's by her side, she knows neither of them will be. ]

[ He's a fucking mess okay?? At least there aren't porgs watching in astonishment. And Like her back is better than her not there at all but he will take her front as well. Like. Any part of her.

He's just a goddamn wreck and her being so accepting of him being a goddamn wreck is making him more of a goddamn wreck and like. HE WAS BEING SUPER SEXY KYLO REN just a few tags ago and now he's weepy crying mess ben solo (also kinda kylo ren) and he's having a time. Just. A time.

Any audience they had or didn't have is probably super confused. It's okay hypothetical voyeurs. We are as well. ]

Inside.

[ A request. Like. Hey everyone can watch me fuck you from behind but I DONT WANT PEOPLE TO SEE ME CRYING. I think that's fairly reasonable. ]

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this tag interrupted by horatio closing my browser when he jumped on my lap

omg but he's so cute you can't be mad

what if i am mad about how cute he is tho???

i mean ok fair

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