[Ben takes a shaky breath, but he knows deep down that there is no real chance of regaining any lost composure. Which is more than fine by him if it means sharing this with Rey.
And in this, he holds nothing back, certain that she can experience what he feels as he feels it - the hitch of his breath as he adjusts his grip and ever-so-slowly resumes stroking himself back to full hardness.
Not that he'd flagged much in the time that they've been speaking.
Ben feels Rey's aching need and answers it with his own in kind, a longing to alleviate her need, the unspoken promise that he won't stop until she's thoroughly (utterly) satisfied.
What he would give to be the one touching her right now, teasing, tormenting her even as she struggles to find a place to be alone.]
Mm, I agree. Moments like these should be private. Just between us.
I can feel how much you need a release.
[How much you need me, he thinks, very well aware that she can sense exactly what he's feeling. There's no shame in it, needing another person. He's made no secret of needing her, after all.]
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And in this, he holds nothing back, certain that she can experience what he feels as he feels it - the hitch of his breath as he adjusts his grip and ever-so-slowly resumes stroking himself back to full hardness.
Not that he'd flagged much in the time that they've been speaking.
Ben feels Rey's aching need and answers it with his own in kind, a longing to alleviate her need, the unspoken promise that he won't stop until she's thoroughly (utterly) satisfied.
What he would give to be the one touching her right now, teasing, tormenting her even as she struggles to find a place to be alone.]
Mm, I agree. Moments like these should be private. Just between us.
I can feel how much you need a release.
[How much you need me, he thinks, very well aware that she can sense exactly what he's feeling. There's no shame in it, needing another person. He's made no secret of needing her, after all.]