In the Cockpit

Just another trip through hyperspace in the Falcon

The prompt for this smutty short was 'mile high club.' Well, since this is Star Wars, I had to improvise! NC-17

“Are you sure?” Rey asked Finn, not for the first time.

“Yes, I’m sure,” Finn responded, a bit of exasperation in his voice. “I’ll be fine, Rey.”

She sighed. “Okay, I just… I thought we were having fun, just the three of us again.”

“Yeah,” Poe decided to interrupt. “Just like old times. You know? Back when we were at war with the First Order, living every day wondering whether or not we’d see another sunrise.”

Rey turned to glare at him while Finn laughed. Poe just winked at her.

He did understand what she meant. This trip to Sentantta, for a conference on providing adequate accessibility for children of all species in school settings, was supposed to have been just Rey and her two assistants, Finn and Rose. Poe had invited himself along, just because he could, and Rey had willingly made arrangements to leave Leia with Doneta for a few days. Unfortunately, the day before they left, Rose had come down with a stomach bug and decided it was best she not go to the conference. Rey had felt bad that Rose hadn’t been able to come, but she also started joking about how happy she was it was ‘just the three of us’ again, if only for a little while. The trip out to Sentantta on the Millenium Falcon had been entertaining as they teased and traded playful insults with each other. While at the conference, they ran into Lando Calrissian, who had spent the last few years helping First Order Stormtroopers find the families they had been stolen from. Finn had helped Lando for several months after the war, but he had missed his friends, including Rose, too much, so he had returned to help them out on Yavin IV. It hadn’t taken long for he and Rose to make things official between them.

Lando had told Finn he had found a whole colony on Nomady that had had all their children taken and he was determined to find as many of them as he could. Finn had developed several contacts during his time helping Lando and decided he would help the former General get a good start on his search, so he was going with Lando for a few days, which meant Rey and Poe would be alone on the journey home to Yavin.

Finally, they were ready to depart. Just the two of them. Not even BB-8 had come along on this short trip. Rey was in the pilot’s seat, as usual when they went anywhere on the Falcon, and Poe was in the co-pilot’s seat, which he thought was more comfortable anyway. The pilot’s seat was a bit tight; he had long joked that Han Solo had been a stringbean and had no hips.

After Rey took the Falcon into hyperspace, she sighed and leaned back. “I should have told him.”

“Told him what?” Poe knew she was talking about Finn, but was confused as to what she was talking about.

Rey glanced at him. “Rose doesn’t have the stomach flu.”

Poe looked at her for a moment, realization dawning. “If you know, why hasn’t she told him, yet?”

“She’s scared,” Rey frowned. “When she and Finn talked about having children, she said he was less than enthusiastic. He said it was enough for him to be ‘Uncle Finn’ to Leia.” She shrugged. “This wasn’t planned.”

“Well, she’s not going to do anything until she talks to him, right?” Poe worried.

“Of course, not,” Rey assured him. “She just needed some time to think. And she truly wasn’t feeling well.”

“Well,” Poe concluded. “I think Rose will find out that once he gets used to the idea, Finn will be more than excited for a baby.”

Rey nodded. “I just don’t want him to stay away too long.”

“If he’s not back in a week, I’ll go retrieve him myself.”

Rey laughed.

“This subject, by the way, is reminding me that we need to talk about us maybe having another one.” Poe glanced at his wife. Leia was almost three years old now. It would be the perfect time to give her a younger sibling.

Rey nodded contemplatively. “With both Finn and Rose helping out with admin duties now, the idea of having another baby is not an overwhelming thought,” she said. Though the first few months of her pregnancy had been a little rough, the rest of it had gone as smooth as silk. Obviously, there was no guarantee her next pregnancy would be anything like her first one, but the idea of another child was exciting.

“Well, maybe we should get started?” Poe pumped his eyebrows at her, making her laugh again.

She glanced back toward the passageway. “I don’t know. That bunk is not exactly meant for extracurricular activities.”

“Who said anything about the bunk?”

When Rey lifted an eyebrow in query, Poe gave her a sweet smile and patted his lap. She smiled slowly, then glanced out the front viewport at the prismatic scene of hyperspace. “We’ve never…” She looked back at him. “I mean, not while looking outside.”

Sex in hyperspace wasn’t uncommon, as they had made use of the Falcon’s bunk (uncomfortably) in the past and they had also been on cruisers a couple of times, but their staterooms had been windowless so the fact they had been in hyperspace at all had been essentially ignored.

They couldn’t ignore it here.

Rey quickly stood and moved past the center console, straddling Poe’s lap. Because the chair had been specially made for Chewbacca, the seat had more than enough room for the both of them. With a giggle, Rey settled on his lap and moved in to kiss him. Poe accepted her kiss with enthusiasm, and he quickly brought his hands up under her tunic, cupping her breasts gently; Rey loved to have her tits played with, even more so since the baby had been born, and Poe was happy to indulge her.

They made out like this for quite a while, but soon Rey’s grinding on Poe’s crotch became too much to bear. Further action was needed! He plucked at the waistband of her leggings. “Off,” he huffed against her neck, where he had been working on creating a temporary brand.

“So bossy,” she griped as she pushed herself off of him, then struggled to pull off her leggings in the confines of the cockpit. Poe undid his own trousers, pulling his cock out and stroking himself until Rey moved back to straddle him once more.

“Wait!” he said, bringing his free hand up to touch her hip. “Turn around.”

Rey cocked her head at him, considering the position he was asking her to attempt. She did a slow spin, bringing her right leg up and over his lap instead. He grasped her hips and helped direct her back until she was in the perfect spot, then he encouraged her to sit. Her wet heat engulfed him as she lowered herself down, and she whimpered softly. This was not a common position for them, and they had never done it in a chair, but Poe wanted both of them to be facing the viewscreen. To witness the beauty of hyperspace while buried deep inside of her… Poe had a feeling he knew what the Heaven the old monks on Thordon talked about was like.

Poe pulled Rey back so that she was leaning against his chest. She couldn’t use her legs to brace off the floor when she was back that far, but the short thrusts upward he was able to do were enough to keep him aroused. He wasn’t sure if they were enough for her, however, so he brought his right hand down to where they were joined, finding her clit and toying with it, keeping his other arm tight around her waist. He rested his chin on her shoulder and whispered in her ear. Words he knew would get her off.

“That’s a good girl. Just like that. You feel so good, riding me like this. Watching space twist and twirl out that viewport, knowing we’re a part of it. Part of time. Part of space. Part of each other. I want to twist together with you like that. Become a part of you. Have the Force wrap us up so tight, nothing will ever tear us apart. Kriff, can you feel it? Can you feel me, everywhere inside you?”

“Yes!” she breathed as his fingers quickened. “Oh, Poe! Oh, Kuutamo!” She reached her peak, letting out a cute little squeak of startlement as it hit her hard.

“Oh, fuck, Sunshine! Good girl!” Poe praised as her body spasmed, her eyes still open and watching the kaleidoscope in front of them. Poe’s body jerked as he released himself inside of her, following her over.

Rey sank against him limply, laying her head back on his shoulder, her eyes still focused on the view outside the cockpit. Poe nuzzled her ear, both arms around her now, before he too watched space twist and twirl around them.

“I should get cleaned up,” Rey muttered.

“In a minute,” Poe responded.

He wanted this moment to last as long as possible.

THE END