Good Girl

Rey and Poe take advantage of a child-free evening

The prompt was: Good girl/boy/pet. Since I already established in Kinetic that Rey loves to be praised, and I've already incorporated that in this series, I had to... expand on it here. NC-17 as usual.

Rey looked up from the datapad she was reading out loud from, glancing at her husband who had just entered the room. She had felt his presence before he had come in, of course, and his being here at this moment was unusual, but she didn’t feel any negative emotions from him, so she knew he wasn’t here due to an emergency or anything bad. Why he was here, however… She would just have to wait to find out.

She continued with the story she was reading to the children. It was the last thing she did every day before she released them from class. She had found dozens of stories about the Jedi in the old books she had taken from Ahch-To, and she had gone through them all and ‘cleaned them up’ so that they would be understandable for children. While Rose and Nadina did most of the regular schooling, teaching reading and writing and mathematics, Rey still tried to be a part of all of it, observing how these children handled everything in this, the most formative years of their lives. It wasn’t all about learning how to use the Force.

When the story was done and the children were all giggling because of the funny ending, Rey dismissed them. They all left the classroom, excited and happy. Rey couldn’t feel a single negative emotion among them, and for that she was glad; she tried to make sure every student was allowed to learn at their own pace so that anxiety was lessened and school was fun, even for the most neurodivergent in her class. When the last student left the room, she focused on her husband, who had been watching the children with a smile on his face.

“What are you doing here?” she finally asked as he made his way toward where she sat perched on a stool at the front of the room. “Where’s Leia?” Their daughter spent most of her days with Rey at the school, as she and Rose and Nadina were all able to keep an eye on the little girl even while teaching; the fact that she would be a student here in a couple of years was always on their minds. But some days Poe would take her, when he didn’t have to be on patrol, and today was one of those days.

“Leia decided that Finn needed help taking care of the baby,” Poe told her. “Even though I reminded her Rose would be home soon, she insisted.” He smirked. “She said it would be good practice.” He looked down at Rey’s swollen belly. “BB-8’s with her.”

Rey was just over seven months along in her second pregnancy, and Rey wasn’t sure who was more excited about the baby about to be born: its parents or Leia.

“So, does this mean we have the evening to ourselves?” Rey asked.

“A couple of hours anyway.” He stepped up to her. Sitting on the stool as she was, she was ever so slightly taller than him. “The question is, do you feel up to fooling around or do you just want to take a nap?”

Rey laughed. “I am tired,” she admitted. “But we can’t waste this opportunity.” Sex with their lively daughter in the same house was always a challenge, and was always done as quietly as possible. A lot of their games and experimentation had been put aside temporarily, waiting for moments like this when Leia was occupied somewhere else. “I want to play.”

Poe stepped closer and she opened her legs to give him room. He bumped his stomach gently against her belly. “Well, some things are out of the question thanks to this little dude,” he said, glancing at her baby bump. “But I’ve got some ideas.” He kissed her, long and deep.

Rey sighed as he pulled back. “Let’s get out of here.”

Minutes later they were home, which was shockingly quiet without Leia. Rey led Poe directly to the bedroom, then turned to face him, smiling. “So? Ideas?”

He smirked at her. “Be a good girl, and take your clothes off,” he told her. “I’ll be right back.”

Rey watched as he went into the ‘fresher, confused and excited at the same time. What was he up to? She pulled off her tunic and toed off her boots, then stripped off her leggings and underwear, sitting down on the edge of the bed to complete that task so she didn’t fall over; her center of gravity changed a lot during pregnancy. When Poe came out of the ‘fresher, he had removed his shirt and boots but still wore his trousers. In his hand was the bottle of massage oil Rey had gotten last year. She had teased him that he was getting old and needed to have a good massage after spending all day in the cockpit of his x-wing, barely able to walk when he got out. He had always said he would return the favor, but as yet never had.

She arched an eyebrow at him. “I’m liable to fall asleep if you do that to me,” she told him.

He shrugged. “If that’s what your body is telling you to do.” He gave her a soft smile. “Lie down, Sunshine.”

Rey pushed herself back onto the bed as Poe brought the pillows up behind her, allowing her to recline back without lying down completely. Once she was comfortable, he sat on the bed next to her and opened the sweet-smelling bottle of oil. He started with her arm, taking his time as he worked his fingers gently into the muscle of her shoulder, down her biceps, her forearm, then her hand, flexing every finger in turn. Then he ran his hands up and down her arm, working in the oil. He repeated the action on her other arm, and as wonderful as it felt, she wanted to get mad at him for not doing this to her sooner. He was really good!

He brought his hand down under her breasts, smoothing along her ribcage before sweeping over her enlarged belly, leaning in to kiss her several times right above her belly button. Rey could swear she felt the baby move in response to its father’s kisses. Then he started on one leg: thigh, knee, calf, foot. Rey could feel her whole body melting under his firm but gentle caresses. By the time he started on her other leg, she felt like jelly. Her feet especially benefitted from his attention; she didn’t realize just how tired and sore they were until he focused on them.

Every so often, he would stop and kiss her belly again, murmuring “I can’t wait to meet you,” at one point, which made Rey smile. After finishing with her second leg, he looked up at her, his eyes hooded. She could tell he was aroused, the bulge in his trousers much bigger than normal, but she also knew he wouldn’t do more unless she agreed to it. “Do you want to lay on your side so I can do your back? Or would you like me to start massaging internally?”

She huffed a laugh at his last question. “I don’t want to move at the moment, so maybe you better start with that internal massage.”

“As you wish,” he smiled, then moved to lay between her thighs, pushing her legs apart gently. Usually, she was able to watch him go down on her, but after giving her a naughty grin, he disappeared behind her swollen belly. She laughed again and lay her head back on the pillows, then bit her lip as she felt his fingers and warm breath on her pussy.

She moaned as he slowly sank two fingers inside her. She was wet, as the massage had aroused her, but she knew she would be flowing like a river before he was done with her. Soon, his wet tongue was massaging her clit as his fingers began to stroke the sensitive walls of her vagina. She didn’t restrain herself as she moaned and whined in response, the small part of her logic center that was still working remembering that they were alone in the house. No Leia. No BB-8.

Poe’s ministrations stayed slow and gentle, but Rey’s arousal grew steadily with the constant attention. She closed her eyes and let herself ride the flow of pleasure that continued to strengthen until finally she peaked, brilliant colors shooting out of the darkness. As her orgasm ebbed, she opened her eyes to see Poe looking at her, his expression awed. She could still feel his fingers inside her, but they were still.

“You are so beautiful,” he whispered, his voice full of emotion.

Rey smiled, then pushed herself up into a sitting position. “Your turn,” she told him. “Pants off and get on your back.”

“I thought you didn’t want to move?” he smirked as he pulled away from her.

She just glared at him as he sat back and pulled off his trousers. His cock was almost fully erect. The knowledge that he became so aroused just by watching her come on his fingers and tongue…

They traded places, and after he had settled back on the pillows, Rey straddled him. This late in her pregnancy, there weren’t as many positions available to them. She didn’t want him too deep or to thrust too hard, and she couldn’t put pressure on her belly, but she could still ride him, controlling the depth of his penetration and keeping her baby comfortable. It didn’t hurt that they both loved this position.

Rey sank over him, closing her eyes at the familiar feel of him filling her, a chill slinking up her spine as she realized it still felt as amazing now as it did the first time. She felt his hands on her belly, smoothing over it and cradling it as she began to move up and down on him. “You are so perfect,” he said softly. “So beautiful. I will never get over how fucking gorgeous you are carrying our baby. It’s like fracking magic. How you can take care of our child like this. My child. My daughter.”

Rey smiled slightly. “How do you know it’s a girl?” Just as with her first pregnancy, they had decided not to let the doctors tell them if it was a boy or girl, waiting until the baby was born, but Rey had an inkling thanks to her connection to the baby through the Force what it was. She had had the same feelings with Leia.

“I just know,” Poe responded, his eyes shut tight, his face grimacing as he neared his release.

“Come for me, Poe,” Rey demanded.

“Ahhhhhh!” His hips shot up as he came hard, his hands gripping her waist now. “Yes, Sunshine! Yes!”

Rey felt a small but still beautiful tremor run through her body as she reacted to his orgasm. She squeezed his hips with her knees and threw her head back, letting her whole body absorb the pleasure. Lethargy filled her almost immediately and she quickly slid up and off of him, dropping down next to him, facing him with her head on the pillows next to his.

He was still breathing hard, his eyes shut, and as she watched she noticed a tear seep out from the corner of his eye and slowly track down and run into the hair in front of his ear. She reached out to dab at it with her fingers. He opened his eyes at her touch and turned his head to look at her. The love and wonder in his gaze was almost overwhelming.

She smiled at him. “That was amazing,” she whispered. She reached up to brush the hair that had fallen across his forehead away from his eyes. “Such a good boy coming when I ask.”

His eyes widened, then a pleased smile spread across his face.

THE END