Need to Feed

Poe helps Rey with a particular problem, resulting in a new addiction for them both

For my July Kinks series. Prompt: Lactation Kink. That alone should tell you not only what this one is about, but that it is most definitely NC-17!

Poe drove the speeder a little faster than normal on his way home.

Rey and little Tallie had had their six week exam today, and he was anxious to hear the results for a variety of reasons. Normally, Poe would have taken the day off from his duties with the Yavin Defense Force to be with Rey and their third daughter during the appointment, but one of his pilots had been involved in an incident in town overnight. Apparently, Lieutenant Brigman had stopped a theft in progress at the local tavern and had gotten arrested along with the actual perpetrators. Poe had to make sure the young man got out of the sticky situation by giving the authorities assurances that he was innocent.

So, Rey had met with Doctor Nubedee on her own. Not only did she have a minor concern about the baby’s eating habits, but if Rey’s physical exam was okay, that meant sex would be allowed once more. Poe would never deny that he missed sex with his wife terribly during her recovery from childbirth.

Poe finally arrived at the little cabin he and Rey had shared with their children for the past eight years, and he quickly rushed inside, followed by BB-8, who almost sounded as if he was laughing. The main room of the house was quiet, and Poe remembered that Rey had sent the older girls off to spend the day with Doneta so they wouldn’t get underfoot when the doctor visited. They would be there for at least another couple of hours. He moved to the bedroom, unsurprised to find Rey reclined on the bed, Tallie in her arms. The baby wasn’t nursing, but Poe could tell that she had been, as Rey’s breast was still exposed and the baby looked contentedly sleepy.

He smiled as he walked up to them, sitting on the bed next to Rey’s hip and leaning over to kiss her forehead, then the top of the baby’s head. “How are my girls?”

Rey sighed. He could tell she looked a little frustrated. “I’m doing perfectly fine,” she said, her expression letting him know her body was once more ready for intercourse. “But…”

Poe immediately tensed. Rey would have commed him if there was something wrong with the baby, right? “What’s wrong?” He knew Rey had been worried the baby wasn’t nursing enough.

“Nothing,” she told him quickly. “Tallie is perfectly healthy. She’s small, but we knew that. She’s growing normally and at a good weight for her size, so she’s getting enough milk.”

“So, is it just your imagination that she’s not nursing enough?”

Rey shook her head. “No, not really. She’s nursing enough for her,” she explained. “But not enough for me. Apparently, I’m making too much milk for her.” She shifted, and Poe could tell she was uncomfortable. She had been for the last four weeks.

She looked over at the table next to the bed, where a rather archaic looking instrument with a tube and a jar and some kind of cone sat. “She left me a pump to use if I get too uncomfortable,” Rey said. “But I really don’t want to use it.”

Poe could understand why. “But if it helps…”

“I know,” she whined.

Poe looked at her, glancing down at the baby who had fallen asleep. His gaze was automatically drawn to Rey’s still bared breast. “You know,” he said casually, looking back up at her. “I could help instead.”

Rey’s face quickly turned rose colored. It wasn’t often he could make his wife blush anymore.

“Poe…”

“I told you the day we decided to get pregnant the first time how much I was looking forward helping the baby keep you clean. I can do more than that if it will make you more comfortable.”

Poe had done the job of clean up more than once during the times Rey was breastfeeding. It wasn’t a hardship. In fact, it was quite the turn-on for him. But if it was the opposite for Rey…

“If you don’t want me to, Rey, I’m not going to push the issue. I know how sensitive your bips are right now.”

“But I know you’ll make it better,” Rey responded softly. “In every way.”

Poe couldn’t help but smile. “I will. I promise.”

She sighed, still looking conflicted.

“It doesn’t have to be sexual,” he reassured her. “I can control myself.”

“That’s what worries me,” she said, giving him a wry grin. “I don’t want you to behave.”

“Well then,” he grinned, standing and reaching for the baby. “Let’s put this one in her own bed and fix you up before we have to get Leia and Shara.” He glanced out the window as he carried Tallie to her crib at the foot of the bed, BB-8 following, intent on the baby. “When are we supposed to pick them up?”

“Sunset,” Rey said softly.

He laid the baby down carefully, smiling at her and gently running a hand over her thick dark hair before turning back to his wife. “We’ve got plenty of time.”

He walked back to Rey and reached forward to grab the hem of her tunic. “Let’s get this out of the way,” he said as he lifted the garment up and off. He saw her wince as she lifted her arms to help him; just the act of stretching her arms up were making her tits hurt. Her breasts had never been large, even when she was breast feeding, but they were bigger than they had been the first two times, and he knew she didn’t appreciate that particular change in her body, especially as Tallie apparently didn’t need all that milk.

But Poe would appreciate it for her.

He sat on the bed next to her again, leaning forward to kiss her. She sat back against the pillows, her soft hum letting him know she approved of that action. He pulled back and looked at her. “Just relax,” he told her. “I’ll be as gentle as I can, but I’m sure there will be some discomfort to start.”

She smiled softly at him, reaching up to stroke his cheek. “I know you’d never hurt me intentionally.” She sighed again, then nodded, letting her head fall back against the pillow behind her.

Poe kissed her neck, then her collarbone, then the top of one of her breasts. Carefully, he mouthed her left nipple, letting his tongue swirl around it for a moment. She jumped slightly and made a soft ‘ouch’ sound, but he didn’t pull back. He didn’t suck, either. He just continued to gently kiss her, getting her used to the feel of his mouth versus the baby’s. Granted, he spent a significant amount of time suckling her tits when she wasn’t breastfeeding, but she wasn’t as sensitive then. Finally, he felt her relax.

Feeling excitement rise, he adjusted his own body so he was over hers more, and started to suck. She gasped at the same time as he felt the slight flow of liquid over his tongue. He pulled a bit harder, absorbing the full taste of what he had only gotten remnants of before this. Warm and sweet, it was surprisingly full of flavor. Rich. Delicious.

Addicting.

Rey whined, a sharp sound. Of pain? He pulled back immediately, looking up at her, but keeping his mouth close to her tit. She was watching him through half-lidded eyes. She brought her hand up to cup the back of his head, threading her fingers in his thick hair.

“Don’t stop,” she whispered.

“You sure?”

She nodded. “It feels… very different, when you do it,” she told him. “But it doesn’t hurt.”

Keeping eye contact with her, he lowered his head again, wrapping his mouth around her nipple once more. This time he sucked a little harder, swallowing the resulting milk as if he was dying of dehydration. He could feel his cock getting uncomfortably hard, and he was trying to tell himself to settle down; he still didn’t know if Rey was finding this arousing or just comforting.

He pulled back once more, this time sitting up a bit and looking at her seriously. “Does it feel better?”

“Yes. Much less pressure.” She grinned suddenly. “You really are enjoying this, aren’t you?”

He licked his lips and nodded, leaning down toward her other breast. “I’m starting to think it would be pretty damn nice to keep you pregnant and full of this liquid gold all the time.”

“Ha!” she responded immediately. “I don’t think so. Three is my limit, Dameron.”

He shrugged. “Well, then I’ll just have to enjoy this while it lasts.” He grabbed her other tit with his mouth, not hesitating this time, and started suckling. He was still gentle, knowing this breast was still full and sore, but he was relentless, drawing as much milk into his mouth as he could, swallowing it with joy.

Her moan as he continued, and the way her hand was now gripping his hair, told him exactly what she was feeling. “Poe!” she whined, pulling on his curls.

He released her nipple, licking it one last time before he sat up. “What do you want, Sunshine?”

“You!” she gasped, arching her hips up. “Please?”

He stood, grabbing the waistband of her leggings and pulling them and her underwear off as quickly as he could. Then he pulled his own shirt up over his head, toeing his boots off. He heard BB-8 twitter behind him and knew the droid was moving to focus on the baby; he had been through this many times before. Poe sat again to complete removing his trousers, then turned and got on his knees on the bed, shuffling forward to move between Rey’s legs, which she had spread invitingly.

He reached down and grasped her ass, pulling her lower body up and back toward him, making her slide down the bed. She squealed, then giggled. She lifted her hips up, helping him as he pulled her lower body onto his lap, her back off the bed, her head and shoulders still touching the sheets. When he had her situated the way he wanted her, he slid his achingly hard cock slowly into her, reminding himself it had not only been a while, but it had been before Tallie had been born.

Rey’s moan of pleasure assured him there was no need to worry.

She arched her back as Poe began to thrust, slowly and methodically. She gripped his forearms while he held on to her hips. “Fuck, baby,” he muttered. “I always try and tell myself it can’t be as good as I remember, but it is. It fucking is.”

She was nodding in agreement, her mouth open as she continued to make little noises of pleasure. He noticed both breasts leaking, a common occurrence during sex when she was breast feeding. In the past, he had carefully cleaned her up, still uncertain she wanted him to touch her there. But this time he happily did so, bending over her to wrap his lips around first one tit, then the other, swirling his tongue around her nipples, sucking gently to coax even more milk out. He felt her cunt contract around him when he did this, which only made him more feral. She arched her back even more, and he swore he could hear her purring like a loth-cat.

He straightened up and began pumping in earnest. “I will respect your desire to stop at three,” he groaned as she whimpered beneath him. “But I’m never gonna stop trying to change your mind!”

“Oh, Kriff!” she shouted as she came, her eyes wide as she convulsed violently beneath him. Her fingernails were digging into the skin of his forearms; thank the Force she kept her nails short! His own fingers were gripping her hips tightly, indenting her skin, as he pumped his essence into her womb. There were no worries about her conceiving now, as he was back on ‘the shot,’ but he hadn’t lied when he said he would do his best to convince her to try for more.

For he had discovered a need to feed, and Rey was the only one who could satisfy him.

THE END