Laughter

Poe uses an interesting technique to make Rey laugh

Posting early because tomorrow is the big move and I'm not sure when I'll have Internet again. Prompt: Strip tease. NC-17 (Inspired by Gerard Butler's scene in P.S. I Love You)

Poe was really missing Rey’s laugh.

It had been weeks since he had heard it, and he was more than a little concerned. Granted, she had good reason to not be the happiest person of late. She was just over four months pregnant with her first child and the morning sickness was still dragging her down. She was still teaching her young Jedi students, and she was still keeping up with her own training, but almost every morning for the past eight weeks she woke up sick to her stomach, unable to eat until mid-day, and even after then she was always tired and moody. She maintained a quiet peace with her students, her patience with them unending, but when she let her guard down with her friends, she tended to get snippy. Worst of all, at least from where Poe was standing, her libido was non-existent.

And while he could honestly admit that he missed sex with his wife, he missed her laugh even more. Sometimes either he or BB-8 could get a short smile out of her, and Finn was also able to cheer her up with his visits, but an outright laugh was as rare as a Tauntaun in the desert.

As he walked home from the Civil Defense hanger one night, he tried to come up with something, anything, to get Rey to laugh. He felt like she needed to, if only to help release the tension he knew she was carrying along with their unborn child. The sun was just setting as he skipped up the porch steps and through the front door of the house he now called home, BB-8 on his heels. His droid rushed to the bedroom door and twittered a hello to Rey before he rolled to his charging station and plugged in, humming happily to himself. Poe heard Rey’s response, which as usual sounded tired. He walked into the bedroom, already unzipping the front of his flight suit. Rey was sitting on the bed, pillows behind her back propping her up, with a book in her hands. Though she had dark circles under her eyes, she looked wide awake, and she gave him a small smile in welcome.

He moved over to the bed and bent over her, giving her a soft kiss on the lips. She cupped his cheek in her hand, humming softly against his lips. She may not want sex at the moment, but there was no doubt in his mind that she still loved him and wanted to spend time with him. They still slept spooned most every night. Poe stood straight and headed for the ‘fresher.

“Have you eaten?” Rey asked as he stepped into the little room and began removing his boots and flight suit.

“Yeah, I ate at the mess when the testing was done.” Today had been the annual flight testing for the pilots he commanded; they were all civilians who volunteered for the Defense Force, and they needed to update their flight status every year.

“Everyone pass?”

“Of course,” Poe told her as he pulled his trousers off. “Did you eat?” While her morning sickness did usually keep itself confined to the morning, there were days when Rey felt ill all day.

“Yes,” he heard her say. “I had a nice supper with Doneta at The Tabara.” She spoke of one of the few decent cafés in Wetyin’s Colony, and Doneta Singpeal was the owner. Doneta’s son, Nico, was one of Rey’s students, the only one that was actually from Yavin IV.

Rey continued to chat about her day, mostly her students, as Poe washed his face and brushed his teeth. More than once, she mentioned how tired something made her.

When she was finished, Poe couldn’t help but say wistfully, “I wish I could do something to make you feel better.”

He heard her scoff. “It will get better,” she said. “I know it will.” She paused. “In the meantime, you could always do a striptease.”

Poe smiled at himself in the mirror, hearing the smile in her voice at the suggestion. You know what, he thought to himself. That wasn’t a bad idea. It probably wouldn’t arouse her, but it might make her laugh.

“Poe?” she continued when he didn’t say anything. “I’m joking.”

With a grin, Poe turned toward the open door, but he didn’t go out it. Instead, he wrapped one hand around the doorframe, just enough so that she could see his fingers. Then he brought his leg up, sliding his knee up the doorframe and hooking his ankle around it, so that all she could see was his lower leg, from knee to foot. He heard her snort. He controlled his expression as he put his back against the frame and rolled into view, sliding down it slowly, pretending he was being seductive.

He heard the first laugh come from her as he slid his way back up, but continued to keep his expression neutral. He turned to face her, his fingers on his shirt as he unbuttoned the top, swaying his hips back and forth to non-existent music. He exaggerated his movements, pulling the shirt off over his head and swinging it around before tossing it to the side of the room. She was truly laughing now. He did a slow dance, jerking his hip up rhythmically as his spun around in a circle. He faced her again, overjoyed at the constant giggling coming from her as she watched him. She was sitting up on her knees now, her eyes bright, her smile even brighter.

He stuck his thumbs under the waistband of his boxers, the only item of clothing he still had on, and pulled them down just an inch or two in a teasing movement.

“Come on General,” she said with a smile. “Let’s see it all!”

He pretended to be shocked, but then slowly pulled the boxers all the way off, letting them fall to the floor and stepping out of them, grinning as Rey applauded and whistled her appreciation. “Bravo!”

She patted the bed next to her. “Come here so I can give you a tip,” she told him.

He shook his head, but stepped over to the side of the bed anyway. “I don’t need a tip,” he told her seriously. “Your laughter is reward enough.”

She continued to pat the spot next to her. “I still want to give you my thanks,” she said softly.

Poe sat next to her and she immediately go on her knees and bent over him. A part of him wanted to tell her to stop, that he didn’t need her to go down on him as ‘payment’ of any kind, but he also knew she wouldn’t do it unless she really wanted to. And she was so very good at it.

Poe closed his eyes as her mouth engulfed his cock and brought his hands up to push her hair up, holding it out of her face. She sucked and licked with her mouth and gently pumped the rest of his length with her hand, humming as she did so. It didn’t take long for him to become fully aroused. “Rey,” he said, a slight whine to his voice. He was getting close.

With one last lick, she let him go and she straightened. Giving him a smirk, she pulled off her nightshirt, then sat back and pulled off her panties. He watched her through eyes still half-shut, not really comprehending what she was doing. He focused on her naked body as she got up on her knees once more, noticing the changes since the last time he has seen it completely bare. Her breasts were a bit larger, the nipples darker. And she had the slightest bulge to her normally flat belly. The sight only increased his arousal. Their baby. His baby. His.

She walked on her knees over to him and threw her leg over him before he realized what was really going on. He opened his eyes all the way and grasped her hips. “Rey?”

She settled over him and he could feel her heat and her wetness. She was as aroused as he was. “I guess laughter is the best medicine,” she said with a grin.

He sighed as she sheathed him in her perfect cunt. “Oh, Kriff,” he muttered. It had been so long. Force he had missed this! She started rocking on him, bringing her lips down to his. He kissed her, lips and tongue in full force, running his hands up her back, then around to her tits. She gasped as he touched her there, and he knew she was becoming more sensitive in that area; he would have to be careful. He slid one hand down to her belly, feeling the slight change in her shape. He wanted to document every change, he thought. He wanted to know everything she was feeling, inside and out. He wanted to be a part of it all as much as possible.

She started bouncing on him harder as her climax neared. His own had eased as he had started focusing on the changes in her body, but now it was rising quickly once more. “Oh, Poe!” she cried against his mouth, and he felt her reach between them to play with her clit.

“Come on, Sunshine,” he told her, knowing words would affect her as much or even more than her own fingers. “You’re not going to let me come without you, are you? After all these weeks without a mind-blowing orgasm, you’re not going to let me go it alone, are you? Come on, baby! Ride me hard!”

He felt her internal muscles start to tighten and knew she was there, so he let himself go as well, his back muscles constricting as his orgasm erupted. She was whining and rolling her hips, her body tremoring as her knees came up slightly, squeezing his waist. He held on to her lower back, keeping her close as he released the last of his essence inside her. She fell against him, wrapping her arms tight around his shoulders, breathing hard. He held her just as tight, his racing heart slowing gradually.

“Thank you,” she whispered after a long moment. She pushed back a bit and smiled at him. “But as for your little stripper routine…”

“Yeah?”

“Don’t quit your day job.”

THE END