Rosy Cheeks

Rey challenged Poe once upon a time. Game on.

Another ficlet for Loki-Hargreeve's challenge. I took inspiration from my double drabble Dare. Prompt: Spanking NC-17 for explicit sexual content.

Rey sat in the cockpit of the X-Wing, hunched down so she could see the wiring under the control stick better. Poe was standing on the scaffold, leaning in so that his face was down close to hers. She had glared at him when he first joined her, her expression unamused, but he had caught the tiny smirk on her lips as she focused on her work.

Poe watched her carefully. Though he trusted her with his ship, he was always a little bit nervous when either Rey or BB-8 set out to do ‘improvements’ on it. He remembered a day a few months ago, before either of them had realized what they felt for each other, when Rey had been working on this very ship, brand new and freshly stolen, and Poe had picked on her.

“Break my ship and I’ll spank you,” he grumbled, repeating the threat he had used that day.

She looked up at him, her glare intense, but he could see a bit of color on her cheeks as well. She stayed silent, however, completing what she had been doing. Sighing, she closed the compartment and sat up straight. He also lifted his upper body more upright, watching her every move. She settled her gaze on him and spoke the same words she had used then. Only this time, they didn’t shock him.

“I’d like to see you try.”

They stared at each other for a long time before Poe finally blinked and pulled back from the ship. He shook his head. “Nah,” he told her. “You’d kick my ass even without the Force.”

Rey laughed, then collected her tools and put them in her bag. Poe started backing down the scaffold’s steps as Rey pulled herself out of the ship. It had been a simple job to replace a wire, but since it was Rey’s last duty for the day and Poe was already done with everything, he had decided to join her. Leia was giving them both a rare day of liberty tomorrow. Since they had started living together, making their relationship public, their General had made sure to try and give them their days off together, something Poe greatly appreciated. He knew Rey was thankful, too.

It was after dark and the base was fairly quiet as they walked toward the barracks. It had been a busy week and Poe could tell Rey was tired, and he himself was more than ready for sleep, but Poe wanted to make sure whether they decided to go to bed or watch a holo or fool around, they would do it together for the next thirty-some hours. Sharing quarters didn’t mean they got to spend a lot of time together. Rey was either in training with Leia or fixing things while Poe was almost always off-world recruiting for the Resistance or following intelligence.

As they walked along, Rey nudged his arm gently.

“What’s the deal with spanking, anyway?” she asked. “Why does it have a sexual connotation?”

Poe glanced at her and shrugged. “Physiology,” he told her. “Causing trauma to the area creates more blood flow, which in turn makes arousal easier to achieve.”

“So, it’s not about the pain?”

“Well… some people get off on the pain. But that’s a psychological cause. People who are sexually aroused by pain often don’t care how it’s initiated. Ass spanking is both mental and physical.”

“Do you get off on pain?”

“No!” Poe told her emphatically. “That’s not one of my kinks.”

She nodded and looked relieved, but then she grimaced. “So, what does it mean that I got… turned on? When you mentioned spanking?”

Poe couldn’t help but smile a bit at her inquiry. There were still so many things she was so innocent about. “I highly doubt it’s because you enjoy pain,” he told her.

She watched him for a moment as they reached the door to the barracks, which slid open immediately. “So, I should just ignore it?”

Poe stopped and focused on her. “Well… I guess you might have to.”

“Oh.” She was obviously disappointed.

“Rey, I’m willing to try out almost anything with you, but that…”

“You’re really that against it?” she asked, her head cocked.

Poe opened his mouth to speak, then stopped, trying to decide how he wanted to word his answer. He leaned in to her, speaking softly. “I honestly don’t think I could ever hit you, even if just your ass.”

She leaned into him in turn. “You’ve left bruises on me before,” she whispered, one eyebrow raised.

He had. More than once. Not only with his mouth, but with his fingers, gripping her hard as the pleasure she elicited became almost uncontrollable. “That’s… different.”

“Why? Because you’re in the throes of passion?”

He didn’t answer her. What could he say? He’d never wanted anyone like he wanted her, and she knew that. She made him want to lose control.

“I want to try it,” she said firmly.

He backed up, both dismayed and excited by her statement.

She grinned, then leaned into him once more. “I’ve been a bad girl, Commander. You best set me straight!” With that, she walked into the barracks and strode down the hallway toward their room.

Poe watched her go, his gaze naturally slipping downward to watch her hips and butt as she walked. Almost immediately, he felt himself start to stiffen. The thought of her bare ass turning rosy the same way her neck and chest did when she orgasmed…

With a groan, he followed her to their room.

Safe behind their locked door, with BB-8 powered down and charging, it didn’t take long for exhaustion to be forgotten as lust took control. First weapons were safely put aside, boots were toed off, shirts were discarded, and trousers were skimmed out of. Once both were naked, Poe gently pushed Rey down on the bed, climbing over her and bringing his body over hers. She welcomed him with a smile as they kissed and touched, seeking out each other’s favorite erogenous zones. They had been together often enough now to know each other well.

Which was why when Rey shoved against his shoulder, pushing him away from her, Poe was a bit surprised. Did she want him to lay on his back? She had taken quite a liking to riding him, as evidenced by the incident a few weeks ago when he had accidentally cuffed himself to the bed (with BB-8’s help).

“You know, I really don’t think I want to do this tonight after all,” she said, pouting as he braced himself on his elbow and looked down at her. He was almost fully aroused, and he was quite positive she had been right there with him.

“Excuse me?” he asked, his voice cracking.

“Well, if you’re not going to play with me the way I want…” She sat up and started to swing her legs over the edge of the bed.

He realized what she was doing pretty quick. She wanted him to be dominating, to be a bit forceful with her. They had long established that she became incredibly aroused when he pushed her and then praised her. She wanted to get his ire up, so that he would…

He grabbed for her, wrapping his arm around her waist, testing out just how far she wanted him to go. “I don’t think so, Sunshine,” he huffed. “You started this, you’re going to finish it.”

“Make me,” she told him over her shoulder, a mischievous look on her face.

Knowing very well he hadn’t lied earlier, and that she could kick his ass even without the use of the Force, Poe sat up on his knees and pulled her back into him. “Are you really going to be naughty?” he growled into her ear.

She struggled against his strong hold, but he could tell she wasn’t using her full strength. She didn’t want to get away or hurt him, after all.

“No!” she argued. “I’m a good girl!”

“A good girl would do what I tell her to do!”

She just grunted and tried to pull away from him. She was fighting hard enough he instinctively let her go, and she took advantage by getting on her knees and shoving him on the shoulder. But the shove hardly pushed him backwards. And to think, she could easily pick him up and throw him against a wall with the Force if she really wanted to.

Trust. His trust that she wouldn’t hurt him. Her trust that he would never do anything to make her want to hurt him. It was a game, and he knew how she wanted it to go.

She acted as if she was going to step off the bed and leave, so he grabbed her once more, this time swinging her over so she was more fully on the bed. She squealed, obviously startled by this maneuver, and giggled a bit. But he could see her bite her lip, trying to stay in the role of a stubborn, angry girl.

He sat back and swung his legs up, his muscles feeling a slight burn as he hadn’t used this tactic for a very long time. He wrapped his legs around her, essentially pinning her to him, her back to his chest. She stopped struggling.

“You are a bad girl, Sunshine!” he hissed into her ear. “You know what happens to bad girls?”

She shook her head, but he could almost feel her excitement. Was he really going to do this? How could he not when she wanted it so badly?

He released his legs and pushed her off of his lap. “Get on your knees, now!” he said as forcefully as he could. This was going much farther than they had ever gone before. Even when he had been restrained, she hadn’t demanded anything from him, even in play.

She obeyed, facing away from him and getting on her hands and knees. He kneeled behind her, immediately placing one hand on her lower back and the other on her right butt cheek. Fuck, her ass was perfect, he thought, not for the first time. She looked over her shoulder at him, giving him a smirk that was half naughty and half reassuring. She turned away and lowered herself down to rest on her elbows.

He smoothed his hand over her ass, then with a quick snap of his wrist smacked her lightly. She jumped a bit, but didn’t look at him. He did it again, watching the flesh he hit jiggle. As tight and well-muscled as she was, her butt still had enough healthy fat to make it wonderfully curved. She had complained once that hers wasn’t as round as his, but he appreciated hers so much more.

She sighed. “I told you I wasn’t naughty,” she complained. “If I was a bad girl, you’d really spank me.”

Okay, so he was being a little too careful apparently. “You little brat,” he responded, smacking her hard on the ‘brat.’

She really jumped this time, then lowered her head. “Oh, Force, yes!”

Kriff! Poe felt his erection grow once more. He aimed for her other buttock, slapping it with the same effort. She gasped, then moaned, her ass wiggling slightly.

Poe continued, keeping his smacks sharp but quick, barely touching the skin, and he watched as that skin started blushing red. He could smell her arousal now, and when she shifted, he could see it glistening as it started to run down the inside of her thighs. “Oh, Maker!” she cried. “Poe!” Her whole body was trembling now. Was she gonna freaking come from this?

“Are you gonna be a good girl now?” he ground out. His hand was smarting. Her ass had to hurt, too.

She nodded. “Yes! Yes, I want to be your good girl, Commander!”

He brought his hand down again, this time to rub over the red areas on her ass, soothing them. “Do you want me to fuck you?” His question was sincere, not a part of the play. He wanted her. Oh, how he wanted her. But if she was done with this…

She turned her head to look at him over her shoulder, her eyes wide. “Kriff, yes! Don’t you dare leave me like this, Dameron!”

He couldn’t help but laugh. “Just making sure, Sunshine!”

She huffed a laugh of her own, then leaned her body back toward him. “Hurry!”

“So demanding,” he huffed as he shuffled forward, pushing himself deep inside her weeping cunt.

She cried out as he slid home, and he recognized the ecstasy in her voice. Her fingers were gripping the covers of the bed. “Oh, fuck, yes,” she mumbled, her eyes closed, her expression completely blissed out.

He started thrusting, his hands still soothing over her red cheeks, sliding up her beautiful back then back down. She mewled underneath him, and it wasn’t long before he felt her squeeze around him. She cried out a long moan as her body tremored, her orgasm long and hard.

He quickened his thrusts, pushing himself to completion before she started coming back to herself and became too sensitive. He pulsed inside her just as she looked back over at him again, a huge grin on her face.

“Kriffin’ hell!” he cried as he fell forward, grabbing her around the waist and falling to his side, taking her with him. She started giggling.

Finally, they both quieted, letting their hearts slow and catching their breath.

“That was amazing,” she told him finally.

“It was,” he agreed. “But it’s not gonna be a regular thing.” As much as he appreciated that they had both gotten excessive pleasure from this game, it still wasn’t ever going to be easy for him to do.

“I agree,” she said, her voice sounding sleepy. “I should get cleaned up before I fall asleep.”

He let her go so she could head to the ‘fresher, then got up to remove the top blanket from the bed to be washed later. He climbed under the sheet as she came out and she immediately crawled in to join him. She waved her hand to turn off the light before settling her head on his shoulder.

“Thank you,” she whispered. “For helping to satisfy my curiosity.”

“Anytime, Sunshine,” he whispered back. “Anytime.”

THE END