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Poe and Rey have been separated for a little too long.

Another double challenge fic. July kink prompt: shower sex. Year of the OTP prompts: "You're thinking too much" and cooking together. NC-17 thanks to the first prompt!

Rey stepped into the shower, letting the lukewarm water fall over her naked body and sighing in pleasure. It had been a long, hot day, and she was exhausted. Which is how she wanted it. Maybe, just maybe, she would sleep tonight.

The girls were in bed asleep and Rey was anxious to get clean and climb into bed herself. Well, not anxious. More like resigned. But she needed sleep and she had worked herself extra hard on the training course this morning, hoping it would help her relax more tonight. It was amazing how, after spending the first two-thirds of her life living and sleeping alone, she now couldn’t sleep well without another person in bed with her. And not just another person, but her husband. You’d think after six weeks without him, she would have adjusted, but no such luck.

Six weeks. Since she and Poe had married, they had not spent even a week apart, and now they had reached six weeks without seeing each other in person. Without touching. Without kissing. Without…

Rey sighed, putting her face under the stream of water. Force, she missed him. It didn’t matter that they talked almost every night via comm. She wanted him home. But she wouldn’t dare tell him that, because she knew that what he was doing was important to him. He had been invited by the Prime Minister of the United Planetary Federation to Brentaal IV to help test a new state-of-the-art fighter, and to train new pilots on the ship after it passed inspection. He had been excited and honored to be the one pilot the engineers trusted to give his honest opinion and expert advice. Things were going well for him, and she had no intention of letting him know how poorly she was doing without him.

How had such a strong, independent woman such as herself become so dependent on a man?

It was all mental, she reminded herself. She was and would always be perfectly capable of living on her own. She had Rose and Finn to help her watch her two precocious, Force-sensitive little girls when she needed them to, and another dozen children in her school to keep her busy during the day.

It was at night, while trying to sleep alone in her big bed, when she ached for her husband.

A wave of cool air hit her wet skin and she spun around to face the door to the shower, shock filling her as she stared at the naked man stepping into the stall with her.

“What are you doing here?” she gasped. She had to be imagining this. She wasn’t supposed to even expect the nightly comm from him for another hour. And how had she not felt him? His presence was so strong in the Force.

Poe stepped close to her, and she could feel the heat of his body as the cool spray hit his shoulder. He was very, very real.

“I’m done,” he said gruffly. “They don’t need me anymore.”

“Poe?” she breathed. He was supposed to stay on. Do instruction for new pilots. Help educate the senate on the pros and cons of the new fighter. Continue on as a consultant for as long as they needed him.

“I couldn’t…” he started. She watched him swallow. “I couldn’t stay there. Not when I want to be here, with you and the girls.” He shook his head. “I couldn’t sleep. I wasn’t eating well. I needed to come home.”

“Oh, Force, Poe!” Rey brought her arms up and wrapped them around his shoulders, plastering her wet body up against his. His arms came around her, squeezing her tightly to him.

“I can do whatever else they need from me via comm,” he continued, his voice soft in her ear. “What the hell did you do to me?” he whispered.

“Nothing you didn’t do to me,” she responded with a laugh. “I haven’t been sleeping or eating well, either.”

He pulled back, bringing his hands up to frame her face. “Force, I missed you!”

“I missed you, too!”

He kissed her, opened mouthed and hot, and Rey responded without hesitating. She gripped his wet shoulders and was about to wrap her arms around his neck as his hands dropped from her face, but then his whole body dropped as well. Suddenly, he was on his knees, his mouth hot on her belly, his hands firm on her ass.

“Poe?” she gasped as his mouth moved downward. “Oh, fuck!” she cried as he reached her core, tongue delving deep. She gripped his wet hair with one hand and reached for the railing on the back wall with the other, using it to brace herself up.

He kissed and sucked and nosed her clit, and she felt her eyes roll up as his talented tongue continued to work its magic. “Force, I missed this, too!” she barely heard him mumble against her cunt.

“Uhnk! Poe!” she cried, then clamped her mouth shut, not wanting to wake the girls. Poe’s assault didn’t lessen, and Rey’s exhausted body had no defense. Her orgasm hit hard, and Rey realized the few times she had attempted to pleasure herself while Poe was gone had been very sad indeed; she had never been able to make herself come as hard as Poe could.

He continued making love to her pussy, but Rey wanted more. She pulled hard on his hair. “Up! Up!” she panted. He obeyed, bracing himself off the wall behind her and standing. He wobbled a bit, but let himself fall against her, kissing her once more. Rey leaned against the wall and brought up her right leg, hooking it over his hip. Her invitation was all he needed.

His hard cock slid into her with no resistance, and Rey whined as his filled her. Kriff, she had been so empty for so long! “Oh, Poe!”

“Fuck, Sunshine!” he groaned against her cheek. “I forgot how hot you are! My hand cannot compete!”

Rey’s moan turned into a laugh. He pulled his head back and smiled, then started thrusting his hips up into her. She closed her eyes and focused on how he filled her so perfectly, hitting all the right spots as he pumped in and out of her. “I… ahhhhh!” She came again, her second orgasm less intense but still enough to make her shudder.

His thrusting eased as she came down from her high, and she began to take note that the water was a lot colder than when he had first stepped in the shower. She reached for the knob to turn off the flow of water. Poe backed away from her, pulling out. “Nooooo!” she whimpered, not ready for him to leave and very aware he hadn’t come yet.

He just grunted, opening the shower door and grabbing her arm to pull her out with him. He swiped a towel off the rack and threw it on the floor in front of the sink so they wouldn’t slip, then he grasped her shoulders and moved her to stand in front of him, her back to him. She let him maneuver her without complaint, feeling like a rag doll after two orgasms and perfectly willing to let him do whatever he wanted to her. She looked at him standing behind her in the mirror, and once he made eye contact with her reflection, she bent over the sink.

The corner of his mouth curled up as he positioned himself behind her, taking himself in hand and lining up with her now dripping cunt. He glanced down, but then met her gaze again as he slid back into her.

“Yes!” Rey hissed.

Poe began to thrust, slow and steady, and Rey couldn’t stop the rather loud moan as he hit her g-spot with every thrust. The sound made her eyes widen, and she looked at the closed door. “Did you lock the door?” she asked on a gasp.

“Of course,” Poe replied. “And you’re thinking too much.”

She closed her eyes and whined a bit, but then opened them again to watch him as he focused intently on where they were joined, one hand holding her hip, the other smoothing over her back. Every once in a while, he would glance up, his heavy-lidded eyes meeting hers with an almost frightening intensity. Oh, stars, he was gorgeous!

She felt her body start its climb to euphoria. “Poe!”

He started pumping hard and fast, his breathing coming in gasps now. Rey felt like she was holding her breath, and she forced herself to breathe in as she felt her body start to tremor. “Ahhhhh!”

“Yes! Oh, Sunshine, yes!” His hips stuttered as he filled her.

He pulled out an indeterminable time later, kissing her back. She met his gaze in the mirror once more.

“Welcome home.”

Twenty minutes later they were clothed and in the kitchen, Poe mixing up the ingredients to make an omelette while Rey fried bacon. Six-year-old Leia suddenly appeared in the doorway, holding the hand of her toddler sister Shara. “Mama, why are you making breakfast at nighttime?” Leia asked, then her eyes widened as she realized Rey wasn’t alone. “Papa!”

Both girls ran to their father, sleep forgotten. Rey took the bowl out of Poe’s hands before he dropped it and smiled as he picked up both girls and carried them to the table to sit down with them. Leia started asking questions. “When did you get here? How long are you staying? Did you have fun flying those ships?” Shara was also talking, but most of her words were as of yet unintelligible. Rey smiled and continued with the cooking, pouring out the contents of the bowl into a second pan and somehow managing the omelette without burning any of the bacon.

Poe did get up to help her finish, still answering Leia’s questions, and eventually all four of them were able to sit down and eat. “I’ll comm Rose first thing and the morning and let her know to cancel classes for the day,” Rey told Poe after they were done eating. “I think we should go back to bed after we’re done eating, sleep in as long as we want, then spend the rest of the day together.”

“Yeah!” both Leia and Shara cheered.

“It’s good to be home,” Poe said with a contented smile.

THE END