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Koyo

  • Writer: Kris Stapelberg
    Kris Stapelberg
  • 2 days ago
  • 6 min read

New parents Rey and Poe get a night to themselves

Another smutty ficlet for Loki-Hargreeves challenge. The prompt is: safe word NC-17


Rey handed the baby to Rose, her chest feeling unusually tight. It was to be her first night away from baby Leia, and while Rey had been looking forward to it for over a week, now that it was here, it was extremely difficult.


Leia, however, had no qualms about going with her Auntie Rose. At only eleven weeks old, she was already shockingly independent, a trait everyone knew she got from both of her parents.


“Now, I know it’s been a while, you two,” Finn said, grinning from behind Rose. “But don’t take it too serious and have fun!”


“Don’t forget your safe word!” Rose chimed in, making Poe snort. “We’ll see you at brunch tomorrow!”


The young couple and Rey’s traitorous baby disappeared inside their little house as the door closed, leaving Rey and Poe standing on their porch, arms empty.


“Okay,” Poe sighed. “I guess we should go have dinner first, then let the night take us wherever it wants.” He turned to step off the porch and Rey followed, glancing back at the Tico’s closed door one last time. It had been almost three months since she and her husband had had sex; you’d think she would be a little more enthusiastic about being childless for one night.


She glanced at Poe as they walked back to their hut; he had been planning on making sanachee, a Yavin dish that he knew Rey loved, and he seemed anxious to get to it. But Rey had a question first. “What did Rose mean by a safe word?”


Poe gave her a startled glance. “You mean…” He shook his head. “Of course you wouldn’t know what that is.” He frowned. “And you should. With some of the things we’ve done, it would be a good idea to have a safe word.”


“What is it?”


“Well, you know how we sometimes get carried away during sex?”


Rey nodded. Of course she did.


“Sometimes it gets to be too much, and one person may want to stop, but the other person misreads them, thinking they’re just really into it. Whether it becomes too stimulating or too painful. Whatever. A safe word is a word that is agreed upon beforehand. It’s only used when a person wants to stop, and the other person knows they mean it and respects it. It’s usually only needed for couples that play a little rough, but I know sometimes we get pretty intense.”


Rey nodded.


“The key is,” Poe continued. “If everything goes as it should, that word should never have to be used.” He looked at her. “That’s the goal anyway.”


“Have one, but never have to use it?”


“Exactly.”


“We should have a safe word,” Rey determined.


“Yeah. We probably should if we’re going to keep experimenting now that Leia is old enough to be away from us for a while.”


Rey groaned. “Don’t remind me of her right now, Poe! I already miss her!”


He laughed. “I’ll do my best to keep you occupied.”


They reached their house and stepped inside, closing the door behind them. “I’ll get dinner started,” Poe said as he headed for the kitchen. Though both of them cooked, they readily agreed that Poe was the better chef.


“Koyo.”


Poe stopped and looked at Rey, his eyebrows raised. “What?”


“Koyo,” Rey said again. “That can be our safe word.”


Poe seemed to consider it, then he nodded. “Okay.” Then he turned back to making dinner.


It was after they had eaten and they were both cleaning up in the kitchen when Poe suddenly stopped and looked at her, shaking his head. “I’ve been thinking about it, and I decided that we can’t use Koyo as our safe word.”


“We can’t?” Rey frowned. “Why not?”


He stepped in to her, a smirk on his face. “Because sometimes when I’m enjoying myself between your legs, I often think about how you taste as sweet as a ripe Koyo.” He gently rubbed his nose against hers. “And because you’re still breast feeding, your bips remind me of Koyos, round and firm.” His lips were brushing against hers now. “And I think about how much I love to kiss you after you’ve been drinking Koyo juice, how it tastes even better on your tongue.”


Rey opened her mouth willingly as he began to kiss her, his teasing words getting her more than a little hot and bothered. Kriff, she had missed him! It had been a crazy few weeks as they both learned how to be parents, and though everyone that knew anything about the subject told them Leia was an amazingly easy baby, there had still been a lot of sleepless nights and tears between the three of them. Despite the exhaustion that came with being a new parent, Rey had craved intimacy with her husband, but that exhaustion prevented anything more than some sloppy kisses and cuddling.


Tonight, they both had time and energy and, thank the Force, desire.


Poe pulled back. “So, no. Koyo is not a good idea. It might slip out of my mouth during moments I really, really don’t want to end.”


Rey giggled softly and continued to kiss him, her fingers working on the buttons of his shirt. His hands curved around her ass, squeezing her buttocks firmly. He turned her without leaving her mouth and backed her into the kitchen counter they were standing next to. Her arms were around his neck now, and as his lips traveled down her neck, she couldn’t help but moan.


Arousal came quickly, and Poe soon had Rey pinned up against the counter, his hips rocking into her. She brought one leg up, resting her knee against his hip, her center aching as his hard bulge rubbed her through their clothing. She pulled away. “Poe!” she cried, her hands reaching for his belt. He returned the favor, bringing his hands down to undo the fastener on her leggings. She pulled away just enough to slip them down her legs, thankful she had removed her boots when they had gotten home. Poe didn’t even do that much, pulling his trousers down just enough to free his cock.


The counter was too high for what they both had in mind, so he turned her once more, this time gently pushing her back against the table, which fortunately they had already cleared of dishes and food. Rey willingly lay back on the hard surface, spreading her legs and muttering, “hurry!”


Poe took his time, instead, and Rey ended up being grateful he had, as she felt a tightness reminiscent of her first time with him. Her ‘lady bits’ had been through a lot in the past few months, and it was almost as if her body needed to relearn how to accept her mate again.


Poe continued forward until he was all the way in, then he held still, kissing Rey’s neck and shoulder. She relaxed under his gentle coaxing, and the pleasure of his penetration took over her senses, making her forget the sting of his initial entry. “Oh, yes!” she moaned as she felt him move ever so slightly.


“Are you ready for more?” he asked, his voice tight, indicating that holding still was taking its toll.


“Oh, yes!” she told him with a smile.


Poe didn’t ask a second time as he began to thrust, bringing his hands under her upper back and wrapping his fingers over her shoulders to keep her still on the slippery table top. Rey brought her legs up, squeezing his hips with her knees. He drove into her harder as she gripped his hair in one of her hands. “Kriff, Rey!” he groaned. “I missed this!”


“Oh, stars! Me, too!” Her toes started to curl as her body reached for climax. “Poe!” she cried, then she fell over the precipice. “Yes!”


“Kriff!” Poe responded. He followed her over seconds later, his body sinking over hers as he released himself into her.


They both stilled for a long moment, but Rey eventually became aware of the uncomfortable hardness of the wood beneath her and Poe’s furnace hot body on top of her. She pushed against him just enough to let him know she wanted up and he responded immediately, standing straight and carefully pulling out of her before helping her off the table and onto her feet. They started giggling.


“Just as good as I remember,” Rey told him, grinning.


“Maybe even a little bit better,” Poe concluded. “I think I’m okay using the bed the rest of the night, though.”


“Agh!” Rey scoffed. “You’re getting old, Dameron. No sense of adventure!”


Poe bent down to pick up Rey’s discarded leggings and underwear, then they both turned toward the bedroom.


“Do we really need a safe word?” she asked as they walked. “I mean, it’s not like we’re doing anything too outrageous.”


Poe nodded. “And it’s not like you couldn’t throw me against the wall if you really wanted to.”


Rey rolled her eyes at him.


“Nah, we don’t need one, I guess,” Poe continued. “Not now, anyway. Maybe someday we’ll experiment with something a bit more… risky. We’ll figure it out then.”


Rey nodded. “Well, I know it won’t be Koyo!”


THE END



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