Things are starting to settle down now that the war is over. Members of the Resistance are finding their place in the recovering galaxy. However, Rey needs some help deciding where she wants to go. BB-8 is bound and determined to help her choose wisely.
Day 3 – Damerey Week Rated Teen
Prompts: Slow Burn (kinda), Yellow, Write a Story From a 3rd Person’s POV
“Why did you use the actuator to do that maneuver? You know that puts too much stress on the exhaust fan.”
“If I don’t use the actuator, the fracking bearings come loose.”
“They shouldn’t anymore. I fixed that!”
“Last time someone ‘fixed that,’ they still came loose.”
“I wasn’t the one who fixed it ‘last time’.”
“So, you think you’re better than the other mechanics around here?”
“Not better! It’s just that the spacers are heavy and most are worried about getting pinched fingers and don’t do the job right. I use the Force to keep them out of the way, so I don’t have that worry.”
“That’s cheating!”
“What’s cheating?”
“Using the Force!”
“Seriously? It’s efficient and safe. How is it cheating?”
“Because no one else can do it!”
“Which is why I made sure to do it on all the X-Wings! No favorites for me, Dameron.”
“Humph!”
“You’re just jealous.”
“Jealous? Because I can’t make things float?”
“Exactly!”
BB-8 swiveled his head back and forth between his master and his mistress (designations given by him, not enforced by his humans), trying to determine if this was the time. If this was the argument that would result in them finally connecting in a much more pleasurable way than fighting.
Unfortunately, it was not. Before BB-8 could even interject with a statement of his own to help calm the situation, Master Poe and Mistress Rey were stalking away from each other, heading in opposite directions.
BB-8 felt frustration overwhelm his intellex computer. His master and mistress had started this almost constant bickering shortly after they finally met after the Battle of Crait, and BB-8 had been confused by it; he had always assumed, probably because he had attached himself to both, that they would bond with each other immediately. It wasn’t until he had overheard General Leia comment to Friend Chewbacca that Master Poe and Mistress Rey reminded her of her own relationship with Captain Han that BB-8 had understood. Or thought he had understood. General Leia’s sad statement of “let’s hope they don’t take three years to figure it out like Han and I did” only confused BB-8 even more.
BB-8 was determined to wait patiently for his people to ‘figure it out,’ even if it took three years. But suddenly, that option looked like it might not be possible.
The war was over. The New Republic was slowly starting to rebuild, and the Resistance was dispersing. Friend Finn had left with General Lando and Friend Jannah to search for their lost families and to help other Stormtroopers who had overcome their reconditioning. Friend Rose had been asked to oversee the technicians in the Republic’s new fleet. Master Poe, after declining an offer to lead that fleet, had finally agreed to start a pilot training center on his homeworld of Yavin IV.
While BB-8 was excited to go with his master back to Yavin he was worried about his mistress. She had yet to decide where she wanted to go or what she really wanted to do. She felt obligated to train new Jedi, but she wasn’t exactly sure she had the patience and know-how to start her own school. Master Poe had informed her that she was welcome on Yavin, but he hadn’t pushed the idea, though BB-8 was convinced his master was hoping very hard she would say ‘yes.’
BB-8 also wanted her to say ‘yes,’ but Master Poe had determined he was leaving Ajan Kloss in only a few days, and Mistress Rey was showing no indication that she was going to go with him. They were running out of time.
BB-8 needed to do something, anything, to try and ensure his mistress would accompany them to Yavin. Not only would he miss her terribly if she didn’t come, but he knew his master would be much more happy in his new endeavor if she was with them.
Evening was falling, and BB-8 watched as Master Poe said goodnight to a group of fellow Resistance members who had yet to leave Ajan Kloss. He was flirting with one of the women, but BB-8 could tell his heart wasn’t in it. Master Poe had always been a flirt, but he rarely took it farther than that. BB-8 could count on his fuel cells the number of people his master had actually had a physical relationship with, and the last one had been well over a year ago. Before Mistress Rey had come into their lives.
His intellex working overtime, BB-8 rolled through the camp, casually looking for his mistress and trying to come up with some great plan that would guarantee she would want to go to Yavin with Master Poe. He really wished General Leia was still alive so he could ask her for advice. He rolled down a familiar trail. Mistress Rey could often be found by the lake meditating after practicing with her new yellow-bladed lightsaber, the beautiful waterfalls on the far side watching over her. And that was where BB-8 found her just as the sun was setting… only she wasn’t meditating.
It took the droid a moment to understand what he was seeing. Mistress Rey’s half-boots sat next to a rock, with her trousers and tunic folded neatly on top of the rock, and her lightsaber resting on top of them. His photoreceptor scanned the surface of the water and quickly found Mistress Rey not too far from the shore. She was standing waist deep in the water, casually running a rag along her arms as she watched the sunset. Her naked body glowed in the yellow light of the setting sun, the color different than on most habitable planets due to the reflection of the gas giant Ajara.
BB-8 watched his mistress casually for a moment, then he realized with a sharp jolt that this was the great plan he had been looking for. He shot away from the lake as quickly as he could, racing down the path, hoping against hope that his master was still with the others. He sped into the clearing, racing for the mess area, but he could immediately tell his master was no longer there. Beeping in panicked little tones, he rolled along, searching desperately. There! Walking slowly toward the small barracks he was currently living in, was his master. BB-8 rushed toward him, bleeping madly.
Master Poe turned toward him, startled. “Hey! What’s going on, buddy?”
BB-8 lied. He wasn’t proud of himself for doing so, but he would ask for forgiveness later. ‘Mistress Rey has fallen,’ he explained. ‘She won’t get up!’
“What?!” Master Poe’s face became panicked. “Where, BB-8?”
The droid turned and immediately rolled back toward the lake, turning his head to make sure Master Poe was following. He rushed, feeling satisfaction when Master Poe began running behind him. They entered the jungle and BB-8 continued to lead him closer and closer to the lake. Finally, they were there, and despite the fact the sun had set, there was still enough light to see that Mistress Rey was still in the water, her back to them. BB-8 stopped short, letting his master pass him.
“Rey!” he shouted in alarm.
Mistress Rey spun around, her expression startled. “Poe?” Suddenly, her eyes went wide. She dropped down so her upper body was underneath the surface of the water. “Poe!” she gasped. “What are you doing?”
Master Poe had stopped, his mouth agape as he realized that Mistress Rey was not clothed. He looked down at her neatly folded clothing on the rock in front of him, then looked back out at Rey in the water. His body slumped slightly. “BB-8, I’m going to disassemble you,” he said softly without looking back. BB-8 ducked further back into the brush. “I’m sorry,” Master Poe told Mistress Rey. “I was told you were hurt.”
“Hurt?” she responded. “I’m certainly not hurt.” She sounded cross.
Master Poe reacted to her tone, crossing his arms over his chest. “Yeah, I can see that.”
They stared at each other for a moment. BB-8 noted that the double moons had risen over the treeline and were making the water and everything in it, including Mistress Rey, glow. Finally, she said, “Would you please turn around?”
“Why?” Master Poe asked, his tone amused.
“So, I can get my clothing and get dressed.”
Master Poe gestured toward the pile at his feet. “Be my guest.”
With a huff, Mistress Rey argued. “Not with you watching me.”
Master Poe shrugged. “I know you’ve bathed with Finn before. You shouldn’t be shy in front of me.”
“I… he… I’m never completely naked with him,” she stuttered. “Besides, he’s like my brother!”
“And I’m not?”
Mistress Rey remained silent, her expression irritated. Finally, she took a deep breath and stood, the water sluicing off of her upper body, and began to walk toward the shore. Toward Master Poe.
BB-8 saw his master’s spine stiffen, his eyes widen, and his mouth drop open. Mistress Rey was glowing in the moonlight, her wet, naked body luminous. Even BB-8 had to appreciate how beautiful she looked.
Mistress Rey walked through the water and stepped onto the shore. She stopped just a couple of feet in front of Master Poe, her expression nervous but determined. She made no move to grab her clothing.
Master Poe was the first to speak. “You are so damn beautiful,” he whispered.
Mistress Rey’s expression turned soft, her eyes huge as she looked at him.
“Can I kiss you?” Master Poe asked.
Mistress Rey swallowed nervously, then she nodded. “Yes.”
Stepping forward to close the gap between them, Master Poe reached up with both hands to cup her face, then his lips were on hers. The kiss was soft, gentle, and sweet. Master Poe pulled back, his expression holding a question. Mistress Rey answered by moving into him, kissing him this time, placing her hands on his upper arms. BB-8 could tell this kiss was more intense. Gentle and soft were long gone as their mouths opened and they tasted each other. One of Master Poe’s hands moved to the back of Mistress Rey’s head, his fingers tangling in her wet hair. One or both of them moaned.
Suddenly, Mistress Rey pulled back. Master Poe released her immediately, but his expression was bereft as he watched her back away. They were both breathing hard. A delicate smile appeared on her lips. “Join me?” she asked, her voice ragged.
Master Poe took in a harsh breath, then his hands promptly went to the thigh strap of his holster. Once undone, he started undoing the buckle.
Mistress Rey’s smile widened, then she turned and strode back into the water. Master Poe dropped to the ground to remove his boots, then he pulled off his shirt. Once his head was clear, he stopped once more to gaze at Mistress Rey. The moonglow had lit up the waterfalls behind her and the combined light of the moons and the reflection of the water made Mistress Rey’s naked body radiant, as if the Force she controlled so easily was emanating from her skin. She turned to look at Master Poe, a challenge in her eye.
Master Poe quickly pulled off his trousers and stood. Finally as naked as she, he followed her into the water. She watched him, her eyes roaming his figure, and BB-8 also appreciated the beauty he recognized in the naked form of his master.
There was no hesitation when they reached each other. They came together in a tangle of arms and lips and hands, and slowly BB-8 let himself roll backwards away from his people. His job here was done, and it was time to leave them alone to finally consummate the tension they had been fighting for well over a year now. He parked himself along the path, determined to protect their privacy and make sure no one would interrupt them.
He kept watch until just before sunrise, when the sated couple slipped by him, hand in hand, sneaking quietly through the pre-dawn darkness.
Late that morning, word began to spread that Mistress Rey had decided where to start her new school: Yavin IV.
Mission accomplished.
THE END
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