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Rey Connix is fifteen years old when her mom gets married to Benjamin Solo.

Or…Ben, as he wants Rey to call him.

So…Ben, became a staple in her home.

She hated it.

Ben Solo was very nice. Incredibly nice, compared to Mom’s old boyfriends. They were usually loud and borderline abusive and gross and—

Not Ben.

Ben was nice and fun and smart and kind.

And yes.

She hated it.

Rey hated it.

She hated it because—at the ripe age of fifteen—Rey had a huge crush.

A crush on her stepdad.

He was really cute.

Rey remembers the first time she met him like it was yesterday.

Rey had just finished the ninth grade. She knew her mom, Kaydel, was dating someone, but she hadn’t met him yet. Mom wanted to wait six months. Make sure he was a nice guy, unlike the rest of them.

That day—the day they met—Rey was at her best friend Rose’s house.

“Can’t believe your mom is making you meet the guy.”

Rey shrugged, laying on Rose’s bed, staring up at the ceiling. “They’ve been together the longest out of all the guys she’s ever been with. Including my biological dad.”

She didn’t know her bio dad. Never did. Never will. Mom wasn’t even sure who it was. And Rey was perfectly fine with that.

Rose laid on her bed next to Rey, on her side. She asked, “Do you think you’ll like him?”

“With my mom’s track record, no.”

Rose giggled. “It could be different, you know.”

“Maybe.”

Rey’s phone started to buzz.

“Ugh, it’s my mom.”

She was going to meet Mom’s new boyfriend after hanging out with Rose.

Rey answered and Mom told her she was outside. Rey rolled her eyes and got off Rose’s bed, putting on her shoes, and hung up.

“Gotta go?” Rose asked.

Rey nodded.

Rose gave Rey a little salute. “Best of luck, soldier.”

Rey gave a salute back. “I’ll text you after.”

Rey ran to her mother’s car outside and they went home first before meeting her boyfriend. Mom had to change.

And when she was done, they were going to the oh-so-finest restaurant.

She was being sarcastic.

They went to Olive Garden.

Mom’s favorite.

Rey was already dreading the occasion, but excited for the breadsticks and lemonade.

So, she went.

Rey sat in the car with her mom.

Kaydel grinned at Rey at a stoplight. “Aren’t you excited?”

Rey looked at her mother and said blankly, “No.”

Kaydel frowned. “Be nice.”

“I am.”

“He’s very sweet.”

“I’m sure he is,” Rey said sarcastically.

“Rey Connix.”

“What?” Rey spit. “Boo-hoo if I don’t want to meet him. You think I wanted to meet the last seven guys? The ones who were assholes?”

Kaydel looked sad and kept driving when the light turned green.

She didn’t say anything.

“Yeah. That’s what I thought. So, boo-fucking-hoo if I don’t want to meet him.”

“Rey! No cursing!”

She was fifteen.

She could curse.

“Whatever.”

She heard her mother take a deep breath in and out. “Just—I really like him. I love him. And he loves me. Rey, please be nice.”

Rey looked out the window and muttered, “I’ll do my best, commander.”

“Rey.”

“Mom.”

Kaydel groaned. Rey smiled and stared at the city rolling by them.

They got to the Olive Garden in one piece—no more fighting. Mom and Rey sat in the car while Mom texted her boyfriend. Gross.

Apparently, he was already inside and seated, so they started to walk in, too. Mom’s heels clacked on the pavement as she walked.

Ugh.

Such a girly girl.

Rey was in her sneakers and shorts. She didn’t give a fuck about an impression she’d make—something Mom got onto her about before they left the house.

Mom stopped and looked at Rey.

“Be nice.”

“You’ve mentioned.”

“Jesus, Rey.”

Mom opened the door and walked inside, Rey following her. She walked past the front and found her boyfriend sitting in a booth a bit into the restaurant. She saw a man stand.

Rey couldn’t see him because Kaydel was in front of her, blocking her.

Mom outstretched her arms to give him a hug, but the man peeked past Kaydel and looked at Rey.

And that’s when she saw him.

Rey blinked.

He was the most handsome, cute, beautiful looking man she’d ever seen.

She really liked his hair and his nose and his ears that were poking from his hair. She liked his lips and his eyes and how tall he was. Over six feet for sure.

She just—

Rey was finding him very attractive. Her heart started to beat fast as he smiled at her. He stuck his hand out.

“Hi, Rey. The girl I’ve heard so much about.”

Then.

“I’m Ben. Ben Solo.”

“Give him a hug!” Mom said.

Ben frowned. “She doesn’t have to give me a hug. She doesn’t know me.”

Rey reached out and shook his hand. His hand was huge. Big. God, it swallowed hers and all she wanted to do was have that same hand holding hers or touching her thigh or—

She never felt this way about the boys at school.

Something must be wrong with her.

“Hello,” she said softly.  

He took his hand away. “It’s lovely to meet you finally.”

Rey chewed on her lip. Didn’t say anything.

“Should we sit?” Mom suggested.

“Sure,” Ben said.

They sat—Mom sitting next to Ben on his side of the booth. Rey had her own side. Thank god. Mom always hogged the space anyway.

Rey buried her face in the menu, even though she already knew what she wanted to get. Rey read through all the options to distract herself from the current and very awkward situation. Mom and Ben were talking anyway.

Then.

“So, Rey, what grade are you in?”

Rey peeked up from the menu at Ben, her eyes right above the top. She internally groaned.

Small talk.

Amazing.

“It’s summer.”

“He means what grade are you going into,” Mom spit.

Ben looked at Kaydel with a frown. “It’s fine.”

Rey sighed and put her menu down on the table. “Tenth. I’ll be in tenth grade,” she said nervously.

He just—

He made her very nervous.

With how cute he was.

Oh boy.

“Your mother tells me that you’re in a lot of activities.”

“Mhm.”

Kaydel gave Rey a look.

Rey peeked back at Ben.

He spoke again. “What are you most looking forward to this year?”

Rey chewed on the inside of her cheek.

“Track.”

“Ah, when is that?”

“Spring.”

“So you have to wait a while?”

“Yep.”

Another look from Kaydel. Probably because Rey was being so short. What else was she supposed to say?

Whatever.

Ben smiled at Rey.

Her cheeks warmed and she looked back at the menu. Mom started to talk to Ben again about god knows what, so Rey was in the clear to not be bothered again.

Then, the waitress came with waters.

“Can I get you anything else to drink?"

Mom and Ben declined, but Rey piped up.

“Lemonade, please.”

“Rey, let’s not run up the bill for Ben.”

Mom just assumed Ben would pay. Of course she did.

Rey wondered how rich he was. That’s probably why Mom chased him.

“It’s fine, Kaydel,” Ben said. “I want Rey to have whatever she wants.”

Rey made a face.

Ben furrowed his brow at her. Just slightly. Maybe wondering why she made a face.

She looked away.

“So…lemonade?” the waitress asked.

“Yes,” Rey and Ben said at the same time.

Mom glared at Rey.

The waitress walked away and brought breadsticks soon after. Rey dug in and ate like four.

“You’re not saving any room for your meal, Rey.”

“She’s fine, Kaydel.”

She wondered why Ben was sticking up for her so much. Rey kept eating the breadsticks while they went back and forth about it.

“She won’t be hungry.”

“She can take leftovers.”

“She never eats them.”

“Just let her eat the breadsticks.”

“Whatever.”

Rey kept shoving them in her mouth just to make her mother mad. Ben kicked Rey’s leg under the table. He took a breadstick and ate it. Smiled at her.

Rey gave a small smile back. She blushed.

Then, she looked down at the table.

The waitress came again, asking for their food order. And between the time the food order was put in and delivered, Ben talked to Rey.

He asked her about her hobbies and interests. He asked about her favorite subjects. He asked about what bands she liked and he even told her he could take her to some concerts in town if she wanted.

Mom huffed when he said that.

Maybe Mom was a little jealous.

Rey just swallowed thick and kept the conversation with Ben. She was a little awkward. Shy. He made her feel strange things.

She was never like this.

Mom even commented on it.

“I’m not sure why she’s putting on this little shy-girl show. She was complaining the whole way here.”

“Complaining?”

“About coming.”

“Mom.”

Ben smiled at Rey. “Of course she was. She doesn’t know me. Who’d want to meet some random guy?”

Mom huffed again.

Their food came.

Mom blabbed on and on about things Rey didn’t care about. Rey ate her chicken fettuccini alfredo in silence. Until Ben interrupted Kaydel and kept asking Rey questions about herself.

Rey answered each one. She tucked a piece of hair behind her ear and her cheeks kept getting hot. He was just giving her so much attention.

And he really did seem nice.

Genuine.

This could be a good one.

For Mom.

That part made jealousy pang throughout her body.

He was with Mom.

Mom of all people.

Rey bit her lip and finished her food. The waitress came and took the plates away. Mom whispered something in the waitress’ ear, then she nodded and walked away.

A few minutes later, the girl came out with a piece of chocolate cake. The plate had writing in chocolate on it.

It read something, but Rey couldn’t make it out, upside down.

“We have to tell you something,” her mother said.

Rey peeked up at her mother. She was grinning. Ben was softly smiling.

Then, Mom stuck out her hand.

A ring.

A ring on that finger.

Her mother was—

She was engaged.

To this Ben Solo person.

Rey’s stomach dropped.

“You’re—You’re getting married.”

“Yup!” Mom squeaked. “Aren’t you happy for us?”

Mom kicked Rey’s leg under the table.

Rey just sat there, staring at her Mom’s ring. It was huge. Yeah. He had a ton of money.

“That’s a nice ring.” Was all Rey said.

Mom pressed her lips together. She put her hand down.

“The wedding is in August.”

Rey nearly spit out the lemonade she was drinking. “In a month?”

Mom nodded.

“Are you pregnant?”

Ben blurted, “Fuck no.”

Then.

“Sorry for the language.”

It made Rey stifle a giggle.

Mom rolled her eyes at the both of them. “No. I am not pregnant. We’re just ready to settle down.”

“Right,” Rey mumbled.

Mom started to dig into the cake. She offered Rey some.

She declined.

Rey wasn’t hungry for the cake like she normally would be.

Ben noticed. He just sort of looked at her while Mom tried to feed him.

He also declined.

Mom groaned and said they were missing out.

Rey just stared into her lap. Played with her fingers resting there.

When the meal was finally over, Ben paid.

Then, they got up and out of the booth.

Mom had to use the restroom, so she left Ben and Rey alone at the front.

Ben took a handful of those chocolate mint things and gave some to Rey.

“Do you like these?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“Here.”

Rey took some and put them in her shorts’ pocket.

“Thanks.”

He smiled at her. “I’m sorry your mother sprang this all on you. Meeting me. Our engagement.”

“It’s—It’s fine.” Rey was staring at the floor. She couldn’t look at him. He was so cute that she’d die.

“It was nice to meet you, Rey,” he said.

It made her peek up at him.

“I’m really glad you came today.”

Rey bit her lip. “…me too.”

Mom came out of the restroom and said, “Bonding!”

Rey rolled her eyes.

Ben put one of those candies in his mouth and she watched as his tongue darted out to take the chocolate. Rey stared at his mouth.

“Ready to go?” Mom asked, breaking her contact.

“Y-Yeah.”

Ben and Rey and Kaydel walked out of the Olive Garden and toward their car. Rey got in and let Mom and Ben say goodbye. She heard Mom ask Ben for a kiss, but he declined. Rey wondered why.

Mom got in the car finally and turned it on.

She looked at Rey.

“You were rude.”

Rey looked out the window.

“Whatever.”

As they drove, Rey couldn’t stop thinking about Ben. About his lips and eyes and hair and shoulders and chest and—

Yes.

She had a very big, fat, ginormously huge crush on her future stepdad.

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A month later, Kaydel and Ben got married on a warm, August night. There were twinkling lights and a big cake and flowers everywhere.

It was actually a really nice wedding.

Mom and her new husband went on a honeymoon to the Bahamas. Rey stayed with Rose and told her all about how dreamy her new stepdad was. It made the girls giggle and swoon after Rey showed her a picture of him she found on her mom’s Facebook.

When they came back, Mom and Rey moved into Ben’s house. It wasn’t in the school district. Mom wanted Rey to move schools, but Rey put up a fight. Mom said her old school was too far, but then—

Then, Ben offered to take Rey to school. He said he didn’t mind the drive.

So, Rey—starting in a few days—would be taken to school by Ben.

When Rey and her mother moved into Ben’s place, Rey gawked at the house. It was huge.

And her room was huge, too.

It came with a bathroom inside the bedroom.

Maybe a new stepdad wasn’t so bad.

But the bad part was that she was definitely crushing on him.

Because it was summer for Rey still and Ben worked from home, they ran into each other a lot. Ben would make breakfast. Lunch. Dinner. He’d come outside and chat with Rey while she swam in his pool.

It was awkward talk.

Mainly because Rey was awkward. She could tell Ben was trying but…she just had too much of a crush on him to be normal.

Anyway.

School started.

So, Ben took Rey to school in his fancy car.

The first day of school, Ben dropped her off and squeezed her shoulder. “Have a good day.”

“T-Thanks.”

The second day, he smiled at her. Another, “Have a good day.” He handed Rey her lunch and her hand brushed his. It made Rey’s heart speed up. She got out of the car quick.

The rest of the days were the same. Ben saying goodbye. Rey being awkward. Avoidant.

The house was awkward, too.

He’d pick her up from school and when they got home, Rey would run up to her room and do homework or read until dinner. Mom got mad at her for never being around. Whatever.

When she was alone, she’d dream about what Ben’s hands would feel like on her. What his breath would feel like on her neck. What his lips would feel like on her lips.

They were just dreams.

Just dreams.

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One fall day, Rey had a dance recital after school. Ben brought her there that morning with all her outfits and makeup and everything. The recital was at the school’s performing arts center at seven o’clock. Mom couldn’t go. She had to work late.

That was fine.

She didn’t mind.

Not at all.

“Thanks for the ride,” Rey said softly when they came up on her school.

“Let me walk in with you.”

Ben parked the car in an empty space and got out, going to the backseat to grab all her dance outfits for later.

“It’s fine,” Rey said, getting out of the car and grabbing her school bag and makeup bag.

“Let me walk these in for you.”

“No, it—”

“I insist, Rey.”

He looked serious. Rey went red. “O-Okay.”

Ben and Rey walked in with all her dance stuff. Rey was hunching over, hoping to not be seen by anyone. She’d totally get made fun of later for having a hot stepdad.

Ben and Rey arrived in the dance studio. Rey turned to face him. “I can take the stuff in. You can’t go in the locker room.”

“Of course.”

Ben handed over her things before smiling and touching her arm.

“I’ll see you later?”

Rey peeked down at his touch. “Y-Yeah. See you later.”

She’d see him for dinner. He wouldn’t come to her recital.

He wouldn’t.

Rey went through the rest of the day just fine, minus a few girls who saw Ben and Rey walk together giggle about her hot stepdad. Just like she dreaded.

She just shrugged it off and laughed with them.

Rey stayed after school with Rose—she was in dance, too—to stretch and prep for their recital. They got food delivered and ate it as they did their makeup.

Rey was in three dance numbers tonight. She was in varsity dance as a sophomore—which was a really big deal. She was really proud of herself.

So, that meant she had to focus.

Not think about that same hot stepdad her friends giggled about.

But, as she practiced her routine in the practice room, Rey’s brain went to Ben. Went to his hair. His hands. His chest.

They just—

She was out of control.

She stopped dancing and huffed at herself.

Then, it was time for the performance.

Rey changed into her first outfit and went out there, doing her thing.

The first dance went really well.

So did the second.

Then, as she danced the third one, she got distracted. Rey peeked out into the audience as she danced and looked for her mom. Maybe she was lying about working to surprise her. Maybe.

But Rey couldn’t see her.

She almost fell from looking, but didn’t—thank god.

Rey just kept going and tried not to cry, thinking about how Mom wasn’t there.

This wasn’t the first recital or meet or performance she’d missed.

When the curtains started to close and the audience went crazy, she heard her name being called. Cheered for.

And it was—

Rey heard Ben.

It was Ben.

The curtains fully closed and Rey ran to the dressing room. She changed into her sweatpants and grabbed her things. Rey ran out into the audience. She saw flowers and hugging and kissing and—

“Rey!”

She blinked. Standing from a distance was Ben, waving at her. He had roses in his hands.

Her lip wiggled. She dropped her things and ran to him. Rey jumped on Ben and hugged him. Ben held her and she wrapped her legs around his waist, holding on. Squeezing her eyes shut.

“You came,” she whispered.

“I did.”

Ben started to walk with her, probably to her things that were dropped on the auditorium floor. He eventually stopped.

Rey pulled her head from his shoulder and peeked at him.

“Thank you for coming.”

“You were wonderful up there.”

Rey looked down and realized she was squishing the roses.

“Oh.”

She hopped off him and took them from him, smelling them.

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” he replied, smiling.

Then.

“Should we head home?”

Ben bent down and grabbed her things. All her outfits. Her makeup bag. Rey took her backpack and put it on. Then, they went home.

The ride was nice. Quiet.

“Want ice cream?” Ben asked randomly a few blocks from their house.

Rey nodded.

Ben turned around and took them to a local ice cream place.

They got out and ordered, sitting outside on a bench, across from each other.

“You really were wonderful,” Ben said as Rey licked the cream.

Her cheeks warmed. “Thank you.”

“Have you thought about doing dance in the future? Professionally?”

Rey shook her head. “I’d rather do track. On scholarship at a university.”

“Ah.” Ben smiled. “I have yet to see you do track.”

She bit her lip. “Maybe you can in the spring. If you want.”

“I’ll be there,” he said. “I’ll be at every one of your functions.”

“My ‘functions’? You sound eighty years old.”

“There you are.”

Ben looked at her. Really looked.

“I’ve been wondering what you’ve been hiding under all those layers. You’re funny.”

She looked down at her ice cream cone. “Whatever.”

“Don’t shut me out.”

She chewed on the inside of her cheek.

Ben kicked her leg softly. “Hey.”

She peeked up at him.

“I’m really proud of you.”

Rey was going to cry. Oh god. She was fully going to cry.

She dug her nails into her palms and swallowed thick.

“Thanks,” she whispered.

No one ever told her they were proud of her. Not Mom. Not her nonexistent father.

No one.

But Ben did.

He was.

“Let’s say we head home,” Ben said when they were nearly done with their ice creams.

Rey nodded.

They got in his car and started driving home. Rey rolled down her window and felt the cool air hit her face.

When they got home, Rey put her things away. Took off her makeup. Took a shower. Put on her pajamas.

She came downstairs to get a glass of water. Ben was drinking a beer, sitting in front of the TV. It was on some cable show.

“Want to watch a movie?” Ben asked.

Rey shook her head.

She lied.

“I’m tired.”

Ben’s face fell. “Okay.”

“Goodnight,” she said quietly.

“Goodnight, honey.”

It was the first time he’d ever called her a pet name. Rey squeezed her thighs together where she stood before heading upstairs to her room. She dreamed of Ben calling her sweet names.

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Rey resumed being awkward again.

She just—

It was a moment of weakness.

Mom wasn’t there. Ben was. And Rey just—

She couldn’t get close to him again.

Not when she had a crush on him.

So, Rey just spent her afternoons and nights in her room, staring at the roses he gave her as they slowly started to die.

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A few weeks went by of more of the same.

Rey hiding in her room. Ben picking up Rey and taking her to school. Small talk. Ben trying really hard.

Yeah.

The same.

Winter came. It was cold out. Nearly freezing. No sports were going right now and it sucked. Rey had to wait until late February to start track.

It was currently mid-December.

Boo.

But then, it was late December.

Christmas.

Mom made everyone wear matching pajamas. They were wearing black and red plaid. It was so corny.

They sat around the Christmas tree and started to open presents. They went one by one.

First, was Mom. Ben got her a few gifts. Rey got her a necklace.

Then, Ben’s turn. Mom got him quite a few gifts. It was kind of overload. Rey was forced to get him a gift, so she got him an abacus because she knew he was some sort of math nerd at his job. She didn’t really know what he did.

When Ben opened it, he smiled big.

“You know, I’ve always wanted one of these.”

“R-Really?”

“Mhm.”

Then.

“Thank you.”

Rey blushed.

Then, it was Rey’s turn.

Mom got her a couple gifts. They were mostly makeup—which Rey did not wear—and more clothes for track season, which Rey was grateful for.

She hugged her mom before opening the gifts Ben got her.

Yes.

He got her multiple.

Rey blinked at them.

Then, she opened them.

He got her a new plant and some running shoes. He got her a new calligraphy set that she’d been wanting but Mom didn’t know what kind to get. Ben did. He also got her a Nintendo Switch with a few games.

Rey gawked at the gifts.

“Thank you,” she said softly, staring at the presents.

“You’re welcome, Rey.”

Mom spoke. “Well…give him a hug!”

Rey twisted her mouth. She peeked at Ben.

Then, she lunged forward and gave him a hug. She whispered in his ear, “Thank you again.”

He whispered back in hers, his hot breath caressing her skin, “You’re welcome, honey.”

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They celebrated New Year's separately. Rey was with Rose’s family. She sort of wished she was with Ben.

January came and went. Rey heard Ben and Kaydel fight a lot this month. They always fought really, but this month was bad.

Ben slept in one of the guest rooms a handful of times.

Most nights, Rey went to bed with the sound of screaming in the back.

February was the same as January. It went by fast. Ben tried to spend time with Rey, but she was still resistant. They didn’t have another moment like that one time at her dance recital. She didn’t want to get close again.

Mostly, because she liked him. Like liked him.

But also because of all the fighting.

He could leave.

They could get a divorce.

He could be just another person to exit her life.

So no.

She didn’t want to get close.

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A whistle blew and Rey started running.

She ran fast. Quick. Felt the earth beneath her feet help take her far with each step. Each extension of her leg. Her arms pumped and she breathed methodically.

She was currently running at a track meet.

Yes.

Track started.

Rey was finally doing what she loved.

And Ben—

Ben came to all her track meets so far. He always cheered for her and met with her after, giving her flowers before she’d go off to eat with friends.

And he was—

Ben was at this one.

As she ran, Rey started to think about him again. Think about his arms and his shoulders and his—

A competitor ran ahead of her.

Fuck.

Rey tried to run faster but it was no use. They were nearly at the finish line.

Then, they crossed the line, Rey a millisecond behind them.

This was her first loss.

Her first time getting second instead of first.

Rey stood at the podium and got her medal.

Then, as she got off and went to grab her water bottle, she started to quietly cry, wiping away her tears as quickly as they formed.

She sniffled and drank from her bottle, exiting the track. Ben found her and frowned.

“Hey, what happened?”

He took her under the bleachers, away from others.

Rey started to sob.

“Baby, what happened? You did great.”

“I lost,” Rey sobbed.

“You got second.”

“I lost.”

“Rey—”

“And it’s all your fault!”

“What?”

Rey started to cry some more.

Ben wrapped her up in a bear hug and didn’t ask about why it was his fault. He didn’t push. He was patient.

Ben kissed the top of her head and Rey found herself putting her arms around his middle and nuzzling her face in his chest as Ben kissed her head over and over again.

She didn’t care if people were watching. If people saw her cry for getting second place.

She just wanted to stay here forever.

In Ben’s arms.

Rey eventually stopped crying. She sniffled.

Ben held onto her shoulders. Pulled her out of the hug. He looked at her. Really looked.

“There will be other track meets.”

“I need to get a scholarship. Recruiters are looking at m—”

“You’re a good runner. You just had a bad night. It wasn’t even bad, actually. You got second fucking place.” Ben smiled.

Rey smiled softly, too. “Yeah. I did.”

“Hey.”

“Yeah?”

Ben furrowed his brow. “Why’d you say it was my fault?”

“N-Nothing.”

He bit his lip. “Okay.”

Then.

“Is Mom at work?” Rey asked.

Ben frowned. “Yeah.”

She nodded in understanding.

“Want to get ice cream again?” Ben asked. “Like we did after your dance thing?”

Rey shook her head. “I have—Plans with my friends. I still have plans."

“Okay.”

Ben stood up straight, his hands no longer on her shoulders.

“I’ll uh—I’ll go home.”

“Okay.”

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Ben and Rey didn’t talk about that night again.

They moved on.

It was better that way.

One night in March, Mom wanted everyone to have a movie night. She bought popcorn and snacks and the whole shabang. She even rented a DVD from those outside kiosks as if it were 2011.

Ben sat at one end of the couch while Rey sat at the other. She assumed Mom would sit between them, but she ended up sitting on a recliner.

They must be fighting or something.

Mom looked over at Ben and Rey before taking a picture of them on her phone.

Then.

“You two are so cute! Cuddle!”

Rey frowned. “What?”

“Cuddle! You are so cute. Just like father and daughter,” Mom said, with hearts in her eyes practically.

Rey blinked.

She wanted—

Mom must be drunk or tipsy from the wine in her glass already.

Ben extended an arm out, resting on the back of the couch.

“Rey, cuddle!” Kaydel said again.

Rey rolled her eyes and scooted over to Ben. She put her feet up on the couch, curling into herself, and leaned her body into Ben’s side.

Mom took another picture.

“So cute and sweet.”

Rey huffed and stayed there. She was afraid if she moved, Mom would have a heart attack.

Kaydel started the movie and Ben let his hand rest on Rey’s arm, draped around her. Rey sat there, heart rate up. She could smell him. Ben smelled manly. Like pine and mint. He put a blanket over them because Rey started to shiver.

Mom always kept the air conditioning crazy low.

Ben rubbed up and down her arms as they watched the movie. Rey started to take quick breaths. Between her legs was aching. Rey chewed on her lip and did something strange.

She put her hand on Ben’s thigh.

Rey felt him squeeze her arm.

She took it off. He must not want her hand there or—

Ben leaned down and whispered in her hair, “You can put it back.”

Rey licked her lips. She put her hand back on his thigh.

Ben rubbed up and down her arm again, fingernails grazing over her skin. He’d go from elbow to shoulder, hitting the strap of her tank top.

Elbow to shoulder.

Elbow to shoulder.

Elbow to shoulder.

It felt really good to be touched like that.

Mom started to snore. Rey peeked over to find her asleep. Then, Rey looked up at Ben.

“Should we wake her up?” she asked quietly.

“Do you want to?”

“I don’t—I’m not sure.”

Ben pressed his lips together before speaking.

“We can finish the movie if you want. Or wake her. I don’t mind either way.”

Rey wanted to scream that she just wants him to hold her like his forever and cuddle into him for the rest of her life, but instead, she just said, “Let’s finish the movie.”

Ben nodded in understanding.

So, they kept watching the movie.

Rey got more comfortable. More bold. She rested her head on his shoulder. Rey burrowed herself more into his side. Ben squeezed her close. Held her tight.

Then.

Ben leaned down and kissed her hair.

Just like he did at her track meet.

Rey blinked.

And Ben—

“Fuck,” he whispered. “I’m sorry.”

Rey just—She just looked up at him and stared. Couldn’t help it. Because she wanted him to keep doing it. Keep kissing her. Rey swallowed thick and squeezed her legs together. Dulling the ache between her legs that was still going strong.

“It’s—It’s okay.”

“It is?”

Rey whispered, “Yeah.”

“Oh,” Ben breathed.

“You can—If you want, you can do it again.”

Ben licked his lips. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay.”

Rey put her head on his shoulder again and watched the movie, though, she couldn’t really pay attention because Ben started to kiss her hair. Softly. Lingering. With an open mouth.

She moved her hand to his inner thigh simply because it was more comfortable. She heard Ben take in a sharp breath.

Rey nuzzled her cheek against his shoulder and peeked up at him. His lips hit her forehead, missing her scalp because she was so squirmy.

“I’m sorry,” he said. “Shit, I’m sorry.”

“It was my fault,” Rey told him.

“No, I was—I got a little carried away and—”

“Will you kiss my forehead again?” she asked in a whisper.

She heard Ben swallow. “Kiss your forehead?”

“Yeah.”

Ben leaned forward and kissed her forehead. Softly. Slowly.

Rey breathed quickly.

Ben kissed it again. Then, her temple. Then, her cheek.

The movie ended and the credits rolled, breaking their focus.

Ben and Rey looked at each other with heavy lids.

“Hey,” Ben said quietly.

“Hey."

“How are you feeling?”

“Fine. You?”

“Fine.”

Then.

“Are you tired?” Ben asked.

“No. Not really.”

“Me either.”

He looked at her. Really looked.  

“Want to swim?”

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“Want to swim?”

Rey nodded quickly. “Y-Yeah.”

“Okay.”

“Okay.”

Then. 

“We should change,” Ben said. 

“Yeah. Change,” Rey said back. 

She got up and felt her wetness, cold and wet on her underwear. Rey tensed up a bit. 

Ben stood, too. 

Then, they both went upstairs. Rey peeked back at Ben before going in her room to change into her swimming suit. 

Mom was insistent that Rey fit in at pool parties, so all she had were bikinis. 

She hoped that was okay.

Rey changed into a little, blue bikini and tiptoed back downstairs. Rey turned off all the lights and the TV so Mom wouldn’t wake up. Not that they were doing anything wrong. She just didn’t—

She just didn’t want Mom to know. She wanted to her stay asleep.

Rey went outside and Ben was already there. 

Because it was still March, it was a little cold. But, Ben had a heated pool, which solved that problem. 

The pool was steaming a little when she walked out. She saw Ben in the pool, waiting for her. He was staring. He swallowed thick, looking at her. 

She wondered if she was ugly.

Rey crossed her arms awkwardly and stepped into the pool. 

She smiled softly at Ben. 

“Hi.”

“Hi,” he rasped. 

She was fully in the water now and swam to Ben. The warm water on her skin felt better than a bath. 

Rey bit her lip. “So…”

Ben smiled at her. “Did you like the movie?”

She didn’t know because she wasn’t really paying attention to it. Just to Ben.

“Uh, yeah.”

“Good.”

There was a pause. 

It was a little awkward. 

She just—

“I like—” Rey started. “I like your pool.”

“I know. You swim in it a lot.”

“Yeah,” Rey breathed. “I do. Maybe I’ll join the swim team.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

Ben said, “I think you should. I’ll come to all your meets.”

“I know,” Rey replied. She hid a smile. “You, ah—You’re always at my stuff. Mom hasn’t—She hasn’t come to anything.”

“She’s busy.”

“She chooses to be busy.”

“I’m sorry.”

Rey twisted her mouth. “You didn’t do anything wrong. If anything you—You’re doing everything right. I mean—I just mean like coming to all my stuff and trying really hard and just—Yeah.”

Ben softly smiled. “I’d really like to know you, Rey.”

“I know.”

“You have a hard time letting me in.”

“I know.”

He touched her hand under the water. Held it. 

“I’ll wait. For as long as it’ll take. I’ll wait.”

He was going to make her cry. 

So Rey did what she always did. She deflected. 

And the way she did it surprised her. 

She splashed him. 

Ben blinked.

“Did you just splash me?” he asked, mouth agape. 

Rey’s face fell. “Oh. Sorry. I wa—”

Ben grinned and splashed her back. They were both soaked. Ben’s ears were poking through his hair. 

It was really cute. 

She splashed him and used both hands, sending a big wave at him. 

He laughed and splashed her again. His laugh was really nice. Made Rey feel warm—and not from the heated water. 

They splashed and giggled and laughed and squeaked and had fun. 

And they did that until they were running out of breath from laughing. Ben looked at Rey. Rey looked at Ben. 

Then, he swam close to her. Stepped in front of her. Rey was treading water because she was in a deeper end, meanwhile tall Ben could still stand. 

Rey bit her lip as he stared.

Then, he spoke. 

“You came out of your shell a little, splashing me and laughing.”

Rey’s cheeks went warm. She was a little embarrassed. 

“Ah, ah,” Ben tsk’d. “Don’t do that. Don’t get all shy.”

“I’m not shy.”

“Sometimes you are,” he said. “Most of the time.”

“I’m not shy, though,” Rey told him. “I’m just—I’m careful.”

Ben frowned. “What do you need to be careful about?”

She looked at him. Chewed on her lip.

“You,” Rey said. 

Ben frowned. “Me?”

Rey nodded. 

“What about me makes you act careful?” he asked. “Do I make you uncomfortable?”

“N-No, not like that.”

“Then how?”

Rey decided to do something stupid. Incredibly stupid. 

She climbed on Ben. She put her hands on his shoulders and wrapped her legs around his hips. 

“Just holding on better,” Rey said, swallowing thick. 

“Yeah,” Ben rasped. 

Rey’s cheeks went hotter than the water. She said, “I’m careful because—”

Then. 

“Because I just feel things.”

“Feel things?” Ben asked, but it didn’t come out like a question. He was breathing funny. Then, he started to hold onto her back. He held under her thighs. 

She wished his big hands were on her ass. 

Rey licked her lips. “Yeah. Just feel things.”

“Good things or bad things?” Ben whispered. 

“Depends on how you see it.”

Ben took a sharp breath in. He stared into her eyes. Rey swallowed thick again because there was practically no spit in her mouth. She was completely dry. 

Except in one place. 

Between her legs was aching and all she wanted to do was relieve it. She wanted to run up to her room and masturbate like she’d done plenty of times since she moved in with Ben. She masturbated to the thought of him. Him touching her. Him kissing her. Him loving her. 

She’d rub her clit and put two—sometimes three—fingers inside of herself. She’d muffle her cries with a pillow over her face. She just—

Rey masturbated to him a lot. 

And she wanted to now. 

Rey was breathing from her mouth, lips parted. She wrapped her arms around his neck and got a little closer to him. She was getting bolder. She didn’t know what was happening with her. Rey rubbed her chest on his—just barely—and Ben puffed out air from between his lips. 

“Rey.”

A warning.

She clenched her jaw. Whispered, “Ben.”

He bit his lip. 

Then. 

His hands went to her ass. 

“Holding you better,” he murmured. 

Rey nodded. She replied, “Holding me better. Yeah.”

Ben licked his lips. He put his forehead on hers. Rey really rubbed her chest on him now, so close. He puffed out air again. Held her ass tighter. Closer to him. Her cunt was rubbing on his stomach and Rey wanted to really rub it on him. Hump his abs. 

“This is—I like this,” Rey said. 

Ben breathed, “I like this, too.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

Rey looked at him with heavy lids. 

“And I like you,” she said. 

Ben smiled softy. “It’s hard to tell sometimes.”

“I’m sorry. I’m just—It’s—”

“You’re careful,” he said. “You mentioned that you’re careful.”

“Yeah.”

“Right,” he said with a frown. 

“But I do,’ Rey said. “Like you. I do.”

She’d just never tell him the extent of it. 

“I like you, too, Rey.”

Rey chewed on her lip. Ben peeked down at it. her chewing it. Then, his eyes found hers again. 

Their mouths were breathing against the others. She could feel every exhale Ben took. 

And they just sort of stayed there. Watching the other. Waiting. 

Waiting for something.

Something Rey didn’t know. 

Ben’s fingertips dipped up into her swimsuit bottoms a little. Rey was the one to puff out air now. She just barely rubbed her cunt against his stomach, hoping he wouldn’t notice. She saw him work his jaw. 

Rey nudged her nose against his. 

“You said you liked me,” she said. 

Ben whispered, “I do.”

“How much?” Rey asked. “How much do you like me?”

She didn’t know why she was being this bold.

“Rey.”

“How much, Ben?”

He took a long breath in. A long breath out. 

“A lot.”

Rey breathed a shaky breath. She licked her dry, dry lips yet again. 

She pressed her nose against his. The tips were touching. 

They were just—

Breathing. 

Just breathing. 

Then. 

Then, Ben spoke.

He clenched his jaw first. 

“We should go inside.”

Rey’s face fell.

Right. 

This was—

That wasn’t what this was. 

He was her stepdad. 

And older. 

And she was just a kid. 

He didn’t like her like that. 

When he said he liked her a lot, he didn’t mean it like that. 

He didn’t. 

Rey didn’t say anything. 

She just got off him and ignored the throbbing in her cunt. She swam to the shallow end of the pool before getting out. Rey grabbed a towel from the back porch and wrapped herself in it. 

Ben was still in the pool. 

She didn’t know why. 

Whatever. 

Rey toweled off before heading in the house. She ran up to her room and took a long shower before getting into bed. 

She masturbated three times before falling asleep.

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Rey turned sixteen in mid-April. 

Ben got her a cool bike to ride around because she asked for one. Mom told Rey to give Ben a hug, so she did.

But she didn’t want to. 

They didn’t talk about that night. 

And it was back to the same of Rey hiding and being shy and awkward around Ben. 

So yeah.

They just left it alone. 

Nothing happened anyway. He didn’t like her like that. 

Anyway. 

She turned sixteen and it was actually a pretty good day. Mom baked her a cake and her friends came over. She felt loved on. Ben took lots of pictures. 

It was just really nice.

But one thing was missing. 

Something she really wanted.

Instead of Mom kissing her on the cheek, she wanted it to be Ben. Instead of her friends being there, she wanted it to just be her and Ben. Instead of going to bed alone that night, she wanted Ben to be with her. 

She just wanted him. 

Wanted something she could never have. 

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“Please?”

“I don’t think it’s a good idea.”

Rey was talking to Rose at school by their lockers during a passing period.

And Rose really wanted her to go to a party. 

They never partied. They were good girls. And Rey wasn’t really interested in drinking or kissing boys or anything. 

So she never did that stuff. 

But now, she was being pressured into it by her best friend. 

“Rey, it’ll be fun! We need to experience it!”

“We can experience it in college when it’s legal.”

“You’re being annoying about this.”

“So are you.”

Rose huffed. “Come on. Just come to this one party.”

“I don’t want to go. Especially not to Poe’s. He’s creepy.”

“He’s not creepy. I actually think he likes you.”

“Gross.”

“Come on!” Rose begged, “Please! Please, please, please, pl—”

“Will there be snacks?”

“I can text Poe to get some!” Rose said. 

Rey rolled her eyes. Bit her lip. 

“...fine.”

“Yay!”

“You owe me.”

“Whatever you want! I swear we’ll have fun.”

Rey rolled her eyes and walked away. She had second period starting soon anyway. So, Rey went to class and dreaded this ‘party’. It was this Friday. Rose texted her during class to wear something cute. 

Ugh. 

Later that day, Ben picked her up. 

“How was your day?” he asked.

“Fine.”

“Oh. Okay. Good.”

Rey stared out the window. 

Ben didn’t say anything after that. 

When they got home—much like every day—she ran up to her room and did homework until dinner. Mom was there. 

“Hey, can I go to Rose’s on Friday? And spend the night?”

Mom smiled. “Of course!”

Nice.

“Thanks.”

“I can drop you,” Ben said. 

Rey glanced at him. “I can ride my bike.”

Mom frowned. “Rose lives all the way across town.”

“Actually, why don’t you just take me to the DMV this week so I can just get my license already? We’ve put it off for like two weeks.”

Mom rolled her eyes. “You know I don’t have time nor like the idea of you driving by yourself yet. Plus, you know I’m going out of town this weekend. I’ll be busy this week.”

“Well, I have to at some point.”

“She’s right,” Ben chimed in. “I can take you to the DMV.”

Rey peeked at him. 

“...fine.”

On that Thursday, they went to the DMV. Rey had all her paperwork and Ben was there to help. She took the driving test and passed with flying colors. 

Suck it, Mom. 

Rey drove home with Ben. 

When they got there, he said, “I’m really proud of you.”

Rey clenched her jaw. “Thanks.”

Ben reached forward to put a hand on her shoulder, but stopped. 

Didn’t want to touch her. 

“I—Why don’t you just stay home for the rest of the day?”

“Okay.”

“You can sit with me in my office if you’d like. Do homework.”

“I’m just fine to do it in my room.”

“Okay.” Ben frowned. “Okay.”

She went up to her room and did her homework and texted Rose about the next day. The party. 

Rey drove herself to school the next day. 

She missed Ben taking her. 

Anyway. 

Rey got to school and the day went by slowly, her waiting for the party. Maybe it could be good. Maybe this could be her becoming a normal teen. Maybe she’d find a new crush. A normal crush. 

Rey went home at the end of the day and packed an overnight bag. She drove to Rose’s. Her parents weren’t home for the whole weekend. Good timing. 

She put her overnight bag on Rose’s bed before the girls got ready. They were wearing cute outfits and put on makeup and Rey was actually pretty excited now. 

Then, it was late. About the time of the party.

They drove to Poe’s. Rose did. She was going to be the designated driver. Rose decided that Rey was the one who needed to have fun. 

So, Rose drove to the party. 

They went inside 

It was packed with people. And Rey could smell loads of beer. Someone handed her a cup as soon as they walked in. 

And for the first time in her life, Rey drank alcohol. 

It was disgusting. 

Rey found some friends and started to talk to them. She drank the beer and kept getting handed more cups. 

So she kept drinking. 

And drinking. 

And drinking. 

Rey didn’t know how much time had passed, but she was definitely drunk. 

“Hey.”

It was Poe. 

Rey turned around and hiccuped. 

“Hi, Poe.”

“What do you think of the party?” he asked, smiling at her. 

Like a smirk. 

Rey made a face. “It’s cool.”

Then. 

Poe tried to kiss her. Rey blocked his kiss with her hand. 

“Ew!”

“I thought you were into me.”

“As if!”

“Fuck you,” Poe said. 

Rey gasped. “Fuck you .”

She threw her cup of beer at him, soaking him. Then, she ran upstairs to a bathroom. 

Her drunk self decided to call the only person who really cared for her. 

“Hello?”

“Ben!” Rey squeaked.

“Hi?”

“What are you—” She hiccuped. “What are you doing?”

“What are you doing? Are you—Rey, where are you?”

“Rose’s.”

“You’re lying. I hear loud music and lots of people.”

“Shit,” Rey giggled. 

“Rey, where are you?”

“My friend’s house. He threw a party.”

“Where is it?”

“I don’t wanna tell youuuuuu.”

“Fine. I have your location anyway. I’m coming to get you.”

“Nooo!”

“I’m getting in my car now.”

“But—Ben, listen—I like you so much.”

She didn’t know why she said that. 

Oops. 

“Uh-huh.”

She heard a car starting. 

“Ben, you can’t come! Kids only.”

“Sure.”

“You’re being mean.”

“You’re being incredibly annoying.”

“Hey!”

“Annoying drunk,” Ben mumbled to himself. 

“You’re mean.”

“Oh, I’m mean?”

“Y-Yeah.”

She hiccuped again. 

“Jesus, Rey. How much did you drink?”

“A lot.”

“Are you throwing up?”

“No.”

“Okay. That’s good, baby.”

“Baby,” Rey repeated, dreamily.

“Mhm,” he hummed.

“I liked that.”

“Where are you?"

“At Poe’s.”

“I mean where in Poe’s?”

“Not telling.”

“Goddammit, Rey.”

“You have to find me,” she giggled. 

“I”m not in the mood for a scavenger hunt.”

“I want you to come and catch me.”

“Rey.”

“What?”

“I’m here.”

Rey hung up. 

Fuck. 

Goddammit. 

She was an idiot.

A drunk idiot. 

Rey hid in the bathroom, in the tub. Ben wouldn’t find her in here. She giggled to herself. 

But then—

Then. 

Banging on the door a bit later. 

She didn’t realize how much time she’d spent in there.

Ben barged in the bathroom. She guessed she forgot to lock it. 

Rey blinked. 

He was in his sweatpants. A white shirt. His muscles were on full display and she wanted to jump on him. 

She didn’t. 

Ben grabbed Rey’s arm and dragged her from the bathroom. 

“Hey!”

“Shut up.”

They went down the stairs and passed by Rose. 

“I’ll text you!” Rey squeaked. 

Ben took Rey outside and opened his car door. He pushed her inside and buckled her seatbelt for her. 

“Thanks, Daddy,” Rey said, grinning. 

Ben’s nostrils flared and he shut her car door. 

Ben got in the other side and started driving home. Rey started to get dizzy from the driving. 

“I can’t believe you got drunk at a party,” Ben muttered. 

Rey scoffed. “I’m a teen! It’s what teens do!”

“Not you.”

She huffed. 

He was right, though. 

This was unlike her. 

He maybe—

Ben knew her. 

Really knew her. 

They drove home and Ben went to her side, taking her out of the car. He held her arm again, going inside with her. Rey shook away her arm when they got to the front door. 

“Don’t need your help,” she mumbled. 

“Oh, really?”

“Reallyyyyyy.”

Ben rolled his eyes and they walked inside. Rey started to go up the stairs, but Ben stopped her. He grabbed her hand. 

“Ah, ah. Let’s get some food and water in you.”

Rey groaned. 

He took her to the kitchen—still holding her hand—and made her a grilled cheese. He forced her to drink water. 

Rude. 

She didn’t need stupid water. 

She was perfectly content being drunk. 

But then, she regretted how drunk she was, because Rey spoke.

“My mom isn’t very nice to you,” Rey slurred, mouth full of grilled cheese. “I hear you fight.”

Ben turned around from doing the dishes. 

He pressed his lips together.

“No, she’s not.”

“You can leave her.”

He huffed.

“What?”

“You can leave her.”

“It’s not that simple.”

“You two fight all the time and you don’t even sleep in the same bed. I’ve seen you in the guest room,” Rey said. 

“Rey—”

“You don’t love her anymore. She doesn’t love you anymore.”

He clenched his jaw. 

“It’s time for bed.”

Rey pouted. “I don’t wanna sleep.”

“You have to.”

She blurted, “I meant I don’t wanna sleep aloneeee.”

Ben looked at her. Really looked. 

She kept talking. 

“What if I throw up in my sleep? Hmmm? What then?”

“Rey—”

“I could die, Ben Solo. It’d be your fault because Mom’s away and she’d hate you.”

He thought for a moment. 

Then. 

“Fine. I’ll sleep on the floor.”

Rey grinned. 

They went up to her room. 

And Rey put on her pajamas while Ben turned around. She brushed her teeth and then got into bed while Ben settled on her floor with a blanket and a pillow. 

It was quiet. 

Then. 

“Will you sleep up here with me?” Rey asked. 

“Rey.”

“Please?”

“Why?”

She swallowed thick. Said quietly, “Because I want you to.”

“You want me to?” he asked softly. 

“Yeah.”

It was quiet. 

Then. 

“Okay.”

Ben got in the bed with Rey. They laid on opposite sides of the bed. Rigid. 

It was quiet for a few minutes. 

Until Rey spoke. 

She rolled over on her side, facing him. “Are you awake?”

“Yes.”

“I think the alcohol is wearing off.”

“Good.”

Quiet again. 

Then. 

“Thank you for picking me up. A boy tried to kiss me so I hid in the bathroom and that’s when I called you. I just—I just wanted to hear your voice.”

Ben rolled on his side, too. 

“I just want you to be safe. Please don’t do that again. At least let me know if you’re going to a party, okay?”

Then. 

“I’m sorry a stupid boy tried to kiss you.

“I’m sorry you had to pick me up.”

Ben scooted closer to her on the bed. He held her cheek. 

“I’d do anything for you.”

Rey scooted closer, too. 

They were nearly chest to chest. 

“Anything?” Rey asked. 

Ben nodded in the dark. 

“Anything.”

Rey pushed her forehead against his and rubbed her chest on his chest. 

She asked again, “Anything?”

“Rey.”

“Ben.”

He held her side. Her waist. 

Rey hiked a leg over his hip. 

“You’ve been hiding from me,” he said. 

“I know.”

“I wish you wouldn’t.”

“I have to,” Rey replied. 

It was quiet. 

Then. 

“I know.”

He held her leg over his hip now. Just felt her thigh. 

Rey breathed heavily against his lips. They were nearly touching. 

But then. 

Then, Ben rolled back on his back. 

“Goodnight, Rey.”

She rolled on hers, too. 

“Goodnight, Ben.”

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Rey woke to Ben spooning her. His big body was warm on her back. His arms were around her. Rey held the tops of his hands around her belly. She pushed back against him a little. Ben pushed his hips forward. And she felt something hard poking and rubbing against her ass. 

She started to get really turned on. 

Rey licked her lips and kept rubbing back against his erection. 

Because that’s what it was. 

He was hard. 

In his sleep. 

She wondered if he was dreaming of her. 

Rey slipped her hand in her panties. She wanted to masturbate. She could be quiet. 

She rolled the tip of her finger over her clit and sucked in a quick breath of air. It needed a release so badly. 

Ben’s hand started to snake closer and closer to her cunt. 

Then, it slipped under her shorts and went on top of her hand. 

Rey’s heart beat fast. 

He was probably sleeping. 

Doing this in his sleep. 

Yeah. 

His hand started to move, making her hand move, too. He made her rub her clit harder. More pressure. Then, faster. 

Ben huffed quick breaths against the back of her head. He was humping her ass and Rey had to stifle her moans because it was just—

It was just very hot. 

Very hot. 

Ben’s fingers moved hers to her hole. She knew what he meant. Rey slipped a finger inside and breathed in a sharp breath of air. 

Ben panted against her hair and his hand slipped under her wrist to rub her clit. Rey whined quietly and pumped her finger inside of herself. She added another finger. 

She wondered how big Ben was. 

If he’d be the equivalent of four or five fingers maybe.

He looked like he’d be big. 

Ben rubbed her clit fast. With pressure. He kept humping her and softly groaning behind her. 

Again—She hoped he was dreaming about her. 

“Fuck,” he mumbled behind her. 

Maybe he talked in his sleep. 

He didn’t say anything after that. 

Yeah.

For sure asleep. 

Rey added a third finger. Her mouth went agape and she panted against her pillow. She scissored her fingers inside of herself and felt a good spot. 

Rey chased it. 

She started to move her hips with each pump of her fingers and with Ben’s thrusts behind her. 

She felt a bubble building. 

And then, it popped.

Rey came on her fingers, squeezing her eyes shut and pressing her thighs together. She whimpered just slightly. 

And at the same time, she heard Ben groan softly and felt his hips stutter against her ass. 

She wondered if he came in his sleep. 

Rey stopped coming and took her hand out of her shorts. Ben’s hand suddenly grabbed hers and pulled it toward his face behind her. She felt him suck on her fingers. Felt his warm and wet mouth on her skin. 

She wanted to live in his mouth. 

But then. 

Then, he put her hand back down, in front of her. 

Ben’s hand rested on her waist. He was panting. 

Yeah. 

He was for sure doing this in his sleep. 

Rey closed her eyes and started to breathe heavily. Sleepy. She was always sleepy after coming. 

So. 

Rey went back to sleep, content. 

But then. 

When she woke up again an hour later, he was gone.

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Ben didn’t really talk to Rey for the rest of the weekend Mom was gone. He just made her breakfast, lunch, dinner and said ‘good morning’ and ‘goodnight’. He was the one hiding away in his room or office now.

And Rey thought—

Maybe it was just a dream. The whole Ben helping her masturbate thing.

Just a dream.

But she didn’t know why Ben was being so weird, then.

Mom came back from her work trip. Great. That just meant Rey would hear more fighting. More slamming of doors.

She felt bad for Ben.

But at the same time, she didn’t.

He could leave.

He could go.

Maybe it’d be easier for her.

For him to just leave.

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“Is Daddy coming?”

“Shut up.”

Rose was pestering Rey about Ben coming to her track meet. This was the final one of the year. 

“I’m joking,” Rose said.

“I know.”

Rose stood in the locker room with Rey as she changed. Rose wasn’t in track but was ready to cheer Rey on. This was a big meet.

“But seriously, is he coming?” Rose asked.

“I’m sure he is.”

“Why are you being weird?”

Rey’s cheeks went hot. “I’m not.”

“Yes, you are.”

“No, I’m not.”

She nervously giggled. “Leave me alone!”

“Oh, my god . Do you have a crush on your daddy?”

“Rose!”

“What? That’s hot!” she squeaked.

Rey rolled her eyes and tied her running shoes. “No. I do not have a crush on Ben.”

“Whatever. I’m sitting by Daddy tonight, by the way.”

“Stop calling him that.”

Rey had a flashback to when she called him that, drunk.

She cringed and stood up straight.

“I gotta go warm up,” Rey told her.

“See you later! I’ll keep Daddy warm.”

“Rose!” Rey groaned as she walked out of the locker room.

She heard Rose giggle as she left.

Rey went to warm up and stretch on the track. Her limbs were nice and relaxed when she was done. Then, she did a few sprints.

Rey was ready.

Being the last meet, it was the most important. It meant the most to her. There was even a recruiter there.

She had to do well.

Had to get first.

Rey waited for her turn, watching all the other people compete.

Then.

Then, it was time.

Rey got on the track and in her place. She peeked up at the crowd. She saw Rose. Rose waved. Rey smiled back. She saw Ben. He gave her a soft smile.

Then.

She saw her mother, sitting next to Ben.

Her mom was here.

Here.

At her meet.

Which she hadn’t come to all season.

It sent Rey into fury. Kaydel was here. Fucking showing up out of nowhere. And she was holding onto Ben’s arm. Ben looked uncomfortable. Rey didn’t care.

She didn’t.

Rey started to grind her teeth together. Ben frowned at her. He could probably tell she was upset.

Mom finally saw her and waved.

Rey turned and faced the track.

The man with the whistle started to count down.

Motherfuckers.

Ben.

Mom.

All of them.

Mother. Fuckers.

The whistle blew and Rey started running. She ran like lightning, as fast as she could. She focused on her rage. Her rage for her mother. How she was fucking here. Here, when it was just supposed to be Ben and Rey.

Rey focused her rage on Ben next. Ben who had Kaydel on his arm when it was supposed to be Rey.

She ran and ran and ran, pumping her arms and extending her legs. She breathed quick and fast and even screamed because of all the strength she put into running.

Rey was halfway through.

She didn’t even know where the person behind her was. She couldn’t see them out of the corner of her eye. Rey was far ahead.

She focused on her anger again.

Mom. Bitch.

Ben. Backstabber.

Rey started to cry as she ran. Her vision blurred. She ran as fast as she could and cried softly and then.

Then.

Then, Rey went over the finish line. She panted and sniffled and hunched over, nearly vomiting. She didn’t, thank god. Rey grabbed water from a trainer and watched as the second girl finished.

Rey was crazy ahead of her.

This was good.

Very good.

Rey felt sweat trickle down her temple. Down her back. Down her legs. She poured a little water over her head to cool down before going out of the track and to the area where her friends and the crowd were.

A man approached her suddenly.

“Rey Connix?”

She blinked at him. “That’s me.”

“I’m a recruiter for UC. I want to talk to you about coming to the University of Chandrila. Full scholarship. You were amazing out there.”

“R-Really?”

“Yes. I’ll be in contact with your coach if you’re interested.”

“I am. Very much so. Yes. I am,” she sputtered. 

“Good. We’ll be in touch.”

“T-Thank you.”

The man smiled, then walked away.

She thought nothing could ruin her mood.

Then, her mother and Ben came up to her.

Ben held out flowers. “Here.” He smiled.

Rey looked at her mother and ignored the flowers. “I’m going out with friends.”

“I thought we could go out to eat,” Kaydel said.

“I don’t want to.”

Mom cocked a brow. “Rey.”

“It’s fine, Kaydel,” Ben told her.

Kaydel huffed, “No, I’m her mother and I’m telling her we’re going out to eat.”

“And I’m telling you that I’m going out,” Rey spit.

“Honey, that’s fine,” Ben said.

Rey spit again, “Don’t call me that.”

“Rey!” Mom squeaked.

“He’s not my fucking dad.”

Mom crossed her arms. “He wants to be.”

“What?” Rey squinted at her.

Kaydel sighed. “We wanted to tell you at dinner.”

“Tell me what?”

“I want Ben to adopt you.”

“What?”

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“So, what are you having, Rey?”

Mom sat across from Rey at a booth in a Mexican restaurant. She decided to go out to eat with them. To hear all about this stupid fucking adoption plan.

“Burrito.”

“Oo, you like it smothered with that red sauce, right?” Mom asked.

“Mhm.”

Rey stared down at her menu.

Ben did the same.

It was awkward.

Mom seemed to not really read the room.

“Ben, what are you having?”

“I’m still deciding, Kaydel.”

He seemed to have an attitude.

“What’s your deal?” Mom asked.

Rey rolled her eyes.

More fighting.

The waitress came. They took everyone’s orders before leaving. Rey sipped her Coke and waited for the fighting to start.

“So what’s your deal?” Mom asked again.

Here we go.

Ben bit his lip before replying, “You know, I wish you would’ve waited to tell Rey about this until we were at home.”

“She was being a brat about coming!”

“Don’t call her that.”

Rey just sat there. Watching.

“Whatever,” Kaydel said. “Let’s tell her all about this, then. Now.”

Ben took a deep breath in and out.

“I’d like to adopt you, Rey.”

“I want him to. It was my idea,” Mom said.

“For what?” Rey asked, rolling her eyes.

Mom kicked her under the table.

Ben swallowed. “Rey, I could provide for you forever. You’d be in my will. You’d be protected. There are many reasons.”

“Not because you want to be my father ?” Rey laughed.

“I’d never be able to be your father, Rey.”

She peeked at him.

He went on.

“I can’t replace being your dad, but I can give you all the benefits of having another legal guardian.”

“Rey, baby—” Mom started. “I think this is a good thing. Him adopting you.”

“Why should I say yes?”

“Because of all the reasons he listed.”

Ben spoke. “You don’t have to. Just think about it, okay?”

Rey couldn’t believe this.

Their food suddenly came.

Rey dug into her burrito and ignored Ben and Kaydel trying to talk to her. She heard Mom call her a brat again and heard Ben tell her to stop.

Then, Mom really got her attention.

“Oh, by the way, I’ll be out of town not this weekend, but next weekend.”

“Again?” Ben and Rey said at the same time.

“Again,” Kaydel sighed.

Rey spoke with her mouth full. “Why are you taking all these business trips lately?”

“Work is picking up,” Mom explained.

“It’s never picked up like this.” Ben frowned.

“Well…it’s just picking up, okay?”

Rey rolled her eyes. Whatever.

But that meant—

It meant she’d be home alone with Ben again.

Great.

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Rey and Ben kept ignoring each other that whole week. Now that she could drive, she didn’t have a reason for being around him—besides dinner. And they didn’t talk then, either.

Rey didn’t know if she wanted to be adopted. He and Mom hadn’t even been married for a year, and with their fighting, she wasn’t sure they’d last another.

But the money part of it could be good.

So, throughout the week, she thought about it.

She thought about him .

About the dream she had of her fucking her fingers and him rubbing her clit. She thought about him panting on the back of her head and the way he groaned when he came.

She thought about her dream as she touched herself every night.

Anyway.

That weekend, Mom decided she wanted to have a get-together of sorts. The weather was nice—hot in May—and she invited all her friends. Rey invited some of her friends, too. They played lawn games outside and enjoyed the sun.

Rey had fun with her mom and Ben was there, too. He hung out with his friends in the corner of the yard with the grill.

People swam in the pool and there were a few kids running around.

It was actually pretty nice.

A good day.

When everyone left, Ben, Rey, and Kaydel all cleaned up. Rey had her swimsuit on and Ben had his trunks on, but they never got to swim.

Mom noticed.

“You two should swim! I can clean the rest.”

“It’s fine,” Rey said.

“Yeah, I’m okay,” Ben replied, throwing away a paper plate.

“No, I insist.” Mom put her foot down. Literally. “Go swim together.”

Rey rolled her eyes. “Whatever.”

She went to go swimming. Rey wanted to be in the cool water, feeling the sun on her. Ben probably wouldn’t come.

Rey got in the pool and moaned as she felt the water on her hot skin.

“Can I join you?”

Ben.

Mom must’ve forced him.

“Sure.”

Ben got in, too.

Rey swam laps. She’d try out for the swim team in the fall. She wanted to practice. Ben did laps with her, but in opposite ways.

She was out of breath and tired after a bit, so Rey stopped and treaded the water, pushing the hair in her face back. Ben stopped, too.

Then.

“I’m sorry.”

Ben was talking to her.

She turned around and blinked at him.

“For what?”

He swallowed. “How things are between us.

Rey cocked a brow. Gave him attitude.

“How exactly are they?”

“Rey.”

“I don’t want to talk about this.”

“Can we start over?” he asked. His face looked pleading.

She squinted at him.

“Start over?”

“Yes. Start over. I just—I want to start over, Rey.”

“Start over how?”

Ben replied, “Start completely over. You and me. Just—You know what I mean. Start over.”

She bit her lip.

This could be good. Fresh start. Maybe it’d make her feelings go away.

“Fine. Start over.”

Ben smiled softly. His wrinkles were crinkling by his eyes, squinting from the sun. She thought they were cute. Wanted to kiss them.

Ugh.

Rey got out of the pool and toweled off suddenly, leaving Ben.

She was running from her feelings.

Those stupid fucking feelings she felt around him.

Rey went inside and helped Mom clean the rest of the house.

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That week was fine. Rey didn’t see Ben much because she was busy with friends after school. But she did see him for dinner. He wasn’t too awkward anymore. It was fine.

Fresh start.

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“Love you mucho,” Mom said.

“Love you,” Rey mumbled.

It was currently five o’clock in the afternoon—after school—when Kaydel was leaving for her trip that next weekend.

Kaydel turned to Ben.

“Bye Ben.”

“Bye, Kaydel.”

Mom hugged Rey before leaving with her suitcase.

Then, it was just Ben and Rey.

“I’m going to read,” Rey said.

“Okay.”

She went up to her room and read her fantasy romance novel. It was smutty and sexy and Rey imagined the main characters as Ben and Rey.

Yeah.

Her crush was having a hard time going away.

Whatever.

Rey sat by her window and read until it was dark. She turned on a lamp and kept reading. She was very into this book.

And Ben.

Mostly Ben.

Rey shook away the thought.

Anyway.

Ben knocked on her door a short while later.

“Come in!”

Ben opened the door and stepped inside.

“I ordered pizza. It’s here.”

“Oh. Thanks.”

“Of course.”

A pause.

Then.

“I’ll go.”

“I’ll come with you,” Rey said.

She got off her window bench and put down her book. Rey walked toward Ben. She gave him a polite smile.

Then, they went downstairs.

Rey and Ben ate pizza together and awkwardly talked about school. It was over in two weeks and Rey couldn’t be more excited for summer.

And it was awkward because—

She didn’t know.

It was like even though they started fresh, there was still something lingering.

Something.

After dinner, they ate ice cream and did the dishes.

Then, as Rey was going back up to her room, Ben spoke.

“Want to play a game?”

Rey turned around and went back down the steps.

“Can we play Switch?”

“Sure.”

They hooked up Rey’s Switch to the TV and started to play. They sat next to each other on the couch, but didn’t touch.

It was nice. Playing.

With him.

It was just nice.

Somehow, though, Ben and Rey ended up scooting close to each other on the couch. Side by side. Outer thighs touching. Shoulders and arms touching.

It was like—

She didn’t know.

When they were done playing—time for bed—Rey peeked up at Ben while they sat there.

“Thanks for playing,” she said softly.

Ben looked at her with heavy lids. He peeked down, around her lips.

“I’d do anything for you.”

He told her that the night they slept together. Rey remembered.

Then.

“Anything?” she asked.

“Anything,” Ben said.

Rey bit her lip.

Then, she got up and put her Switch away.

He was a liar.

If she told him how she felt—if she really told him—he’d run for the hills. He wouldn’t reciprocate.

So no.

He wouldn’t do anything for her.

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The next morning, Ben took Rey out for breakfast. It was less awkward as they spoke, but still. Something was lingering.

Something.

They came back and played Switch for a good chunk of the day.

Then, they swam. Rey and Ben did laps in the pool. Rey could feel herself tanning and giggled when she noticed Ben was burning. He reapplied sunscreen before hopping in the pool again.

“Is that a new swimsuit?” Ben asked at one point, while Rey floated on a floatie.

“Yeah. Mom got it for me.”

“Ah. It’s uh—It’s nice.”

Ben got on a floatie of his own.

“Thanks,” Rey said.

She wondered if he meant that it looked nice on her. That she looked good. Sexy.

He probably didn’t think that.

He probably didn’t think that at all.

They floated until the sun baked them to death.

Then, they went inside and took showers.

Rey wished she could shower with him.

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“Scary.”

“Okay.”

Rey picked the category for the movie they were going to watch.

“Hmm,” Ben hummed. “I have a few options. Want me to pick?”

“Yeah.”

Ben picked a movie. They had snacks on the coffee table. They sat at opposite ends of the couch.

It was fine.

This was fine.

Everything was fine.

Rey tried not to think about when they last watched a movie together. When Mom was asleep. When Ben’s hand trailed up and down her arm. When they went swimming.

She tried really hard not to think about it at all.

The movie started.

And Rey couldn’t focus. Not when Ben was two feet from her and just…there.

The movie was actually pretty scary between thinking about Ben and watching it. Rey winced at certain parts.

And slowly, she made her way toward the middle of the couch. Unknowingly.

That’s when she was met with Ben’s big body, also at the middle. He must’ve scooted closer, too.

Rey didn’t even notice how she started to lean into his side. She didn’t notice until his hand was already there, that Ben put his arm around her, his hand on her outer arm. She didn’t notice she put her own hand on the top of his thigh.

It all happened so fast.

Rey leaned her head on his shoulder.

Then, she jumped because there was a jump scare in the movie.

Ben chuckled and held her close. She nuzzled her cheek into his shoulder. Hid her face from the screen.

Ben chuckled again and kissed the top of her head.

Rey peeked at the TV and another scary part came on. She held onto Ben’s shirt and squeaked. He held her tighter and said a soft, “C’mere.”

Rey got up on her knees and hid in Ben’s neck.

“Really scary,” she mumbled.

Ben held her waist and pulled her into his lap. Her head remained in his neck. She was sitting sideways and he held her waist and put his other hand on her shin. Ben kept kissing the side of her head and ear.

“It’s okay, baby. Just a movie.”

“I know. Still scary,” she said against his skin.

Ben shivered.

Then.

“Get more comfy, baby.”

Rey pulled back and looked at him. She cocked a brow.

Then, Ben moved her to straddle his lap.

She just…looked at him.

Blinked.

He swallowed thick.

Rey held onto his shoulders. Then, she put her face in his neck again. Ben started rub up and down her back. Holding her.

“There you go, baby. There you go .”

She started to pant against his neck. She needed something.

Him.

With her on him like this, she wanted to grind down on him.

So.

That’s what she did.

Rey let her cunt rub on Ben’s sweatpants. He sucked in a sharp breath of air and so did Rey.

Ben held her hips now.

She did it again. He helped her.

Rey felt her clothed pussy drag against Ben’s hard cock.

Because yes.

She could feel how hard he was through his pants.

Rey ground down again and moaned, low and throaty, into Ben’s neck. He thrust upward and hit her cunt again. Rey puffed out air while Ben was the one to groan now. 

“Fuck,” he murmured. 

Rey dragged her pussy against him once more and it made them both sigh. She moved her hips over him again and again, rubbing herself on him. Ben held her hips tight, fingertips pressing into her skin over her shorts. 

She rubbed on him again. 

“Ben,” Rey whined. 

“Fuck,” he said again. 

Another rub, this time, with more pressure. Rey moaned and licked Ben’s neck. He stifled a groan and she wished he didn’t. 

Rey reached between them and rubbed her hand along his cock now. Ben mumbled another ‘fuck’ and reached for one of her tits, squeezing it over her shirt. 

“You’re not wearing a bra,” he murmured. “Baby, you’re gonna fucking kill me.”

He brushed a thumb over her clothed nipple and she shuddered. 

There was screaming from the movie in the background, but Rey was only listening to their breaths. Her moans. His sighs. 

Rey rubbed herself over him again, her cunt really pressing down on him. 

Then. 

Rey took her head from his neck. 

Looked at him. 

And she— 

Rey kissed him.

Really kissed him.

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Rey kissed him.

Really kissed him.

She squeezed her eyes shut and felt the way her nose squished against his. Ben’s hands moved from her hips, up to her back. He held her there, giving a long kiss. 

Then, Rey pulled away. 

Ben palmed the back of her head and brought her close again, kissing her once more. He opened his mouth, so Rey did, too. She had no idea what she was doing. 

This was her first kiss. 

Ben pushed his tongue in her mouth and Rey moaned, touching hers with his. It felt really good to kiss like this. With her tongue. 

She puffed out a breath of air before kissing him again, shoving her own tongue in his mouth, hungry. Ben groaned and snaked a hand to her ass, putting it between her legs from behind. He rubbed over her clothed pussy with two fingers, making her squirm and whine. 

She stopped kissing him and panted. She was too distracted. Felt too good. 

“Ah, ah.”

Ben kissed her again, and Rey’s kiss was lazy. He kept rubbing his fingers over her cunt and it tickled. Good tickle. She was aching and wanted something inside. She wanted him. 

“Ben,” Rey whispered.

He kept kissing her. Kept rubbing over her hole. He pushed his fingers upward, like he’d go inside, but her little, sleep shorts stopped it. Rey whimpered.

“ Daddy .”

“Fuck you.” Ben chuckled.

“Is that a promise?” she mumbled before biting his lip. 

“God, I want to.”

Rey slapped his hand away from her cunt. She rubbed herself on him and kissed him. That’s when Ben pulled away and smelled his own fingers. The ones that were just at her pussy. He groaned. 

Then, he kissed her again. 

“I—” Rey started, tongue in his mouth. “I liked calling you that.”

Ben had one hand at her face, holding her jaw, the other on her ass, moving her on him. 

“I liked when you called me that.”

Rey’s pussy rubbed over Ben’s cock over his sweatpants. She dragged it over, feeling everything. Ben groaned again and Rey wanted to drown in the sound of it. 

“ Daddy ,” she said again. “I really want you to fuck me.”

“Have you done that before?” Ben asked, breaking the kiss. 

Rey shook her head. “This was my—You’re my first kiss.”

Ben took a shaky breath out and squeezed her jaw, bringing her close and kissing her again. He must like that he’s her first everything. 

“You’re gonna kill me.”

Rey giggled. “Oh yeah?”

His tongue flicked the back of her teeth. “Yeah.”

Rey kept rubbing herself over him. She put a hand between them and started to play with her clit while her hole was stimulated, just rubbing on him. Ben groaned and thrust upward, hitting her cunt with force. He groaned again before holding her hips once more, making her grind against him in a way he liked. 

“Was my—” Rey panted in the kiss. “Was my dream a dream? When you helped me touch myself?”

“No. Not a dream.”

Rey whimpered. He really liked her. Actually liked her. 

And she—Rey loved him. 

She loved Ben. 

It made her roll her hips faster. Rey stopped kissing him and held onto his shoulder with one hand, while the other was still touching her clit.

She wanted to come bad.

But mostly, she wanted Ben to come. 

“Please—Daddy, will you come?”

“Jesus Christ. Yes. I’m going to come.”

His eyes rolled back in his head a little. He took another shaky breath. 

Then, Ben pulled up Rey’s shirt. She took it off completely and because she wasn’t wearing a bra, she was bare in front of him. 

Ben instantly leaned forward and sucked on a breast, leaving Rey holding his head. She still moved on him and it felt—

It felt good. 

So fucking good. 

Rey whined in the living room and cried out when he bit the fat of her breast. He moved to the other and did the same. Bit her. Sucked on her nipple. 

Rey was about to come. 

She shoved a hand in her pants and started to rub her clit again. Her moans went high-pitched. She moved on him faster. 

Rey felt like she exploded, coming hard. Her pussy twitched and pulsed as she came, and Rey gave a long and loud moan. Ben cursed against her chest before coming, himself. 

He groaned and thrust upward, stuttering his hips, just like when they laid together and he came. 

Not a dream. 

Ben panted and laid his head back on the couch, squeezing his eyes shut. 

Rey leaned forward and kissed his neck. His cheeks. His nose. 

She wanted to kiss him forever. 

Because what they did—

It was right. 

This was right. 

Them. Together. 

Rey kept kissing him. 

And that’s when she heard Ben swallow thick. 

He sat back upward again. 

Rey frowned. 

Because he was—

Ben was frowning. Furrowing his brow. He wasn’t looking at her. 

“Ben?”

He swallowed again. 

Then. 

“Put your shirt back on,” he said softly.

Rey cocked her head. She didn’t understand. “What?”

He finally looked at her. 

“I said, put your shirt back on.”

Rey got off him and found her shirt, pulling it over her head. She laughed nervously. “What are—Are you okay?”

He stood. 

“No. I am not okay, Rey.”

She stepped toward him. 

He stepped back. 

“Ben?”

Ben ran a hand through his hair.

“I’m sick.”

“I can make you tea.”

“Rey, not that kind of sick.”

He looked at the floor. 

“I’m sick. You’re sixteen.”

Oh. 

He was having some sort of…feeling after he came. Rose told her it was ‘post nut clarity’ or something. Makes men look at things different.

Rey played with her hands in front of her. 

“I don’t really care that I’m sixteen,” she said. “Do you?”

Ben shook his head. “Not really. And that’s the fucked up part.”

“It’s not fucked up. Let’s just—We can keep it from Mom,” Rey offered.

“Rey.”

“Do you love her? Is that what this is about?”

He looked at her and spit, “No. I don’t love her. It’s the fact that you’re sixteen and my stepdaughter.”

Rey frowned. “That’s—It’s a secret.”

“And if someone finds out?”

“No one will know. You can adopt me. You can get divorce. I can choose to live with you and we can move away!”

“Rey.”

She put her hands on her hips. “I’m not a fucking baby.”

“I know you’re not. But this is not a discussi—”

“You’re treating me like a baby! Like I can’t make my own choices!”

“This is not a choice.”

“Why?”

Ben raised his voice and pointed a finger in her face. “Because you’re sixteen, goddammit!” 

“I don’t care and neither do you.”

“The world does.”

“Fuck the world.”

Rey said, stepping toward him. 

“Fuck them all.”

Ben pressed his lips together. 

“I love you,” Rey said. “I fucking love you.”

She started to tear up. Her vision blurred.

“I love you,” she said again. “I think I’ve loved you since I met you. And you can’t—Don’t leave me.”

“I’m not leaving you.”

“You don’t want me.”

Ben took a deep breath in. He looked at the floor again. “Rey, have you not been listening to me? I want you. I want you so badly. But I can’t—Rey, if someone finds out—”

“No one will! Ben, just—Just be with me!”

“Rey—”

“Do you love me?”

Ben flicked his eyes up to hers.

Rey spoke again. “If you don’t love me, I’ll drop it,” she said. “I’ll drop it completely and we can go back to normal or we can avoid each other and just—But if you love me, I won’t give up on you. I can’t.”

She started to softly cry. 

“I just can’t.”

Ben pressed his lips together. 

“I love you, Rey. More than I should.”

“Then be with me.”

A beat.

“We should go to bed.”

Rey was the one to look at the floor now. “Separately?”

“Separately,” Ben replied.

She cried some more. 

“I don’t—You know what? Fuck you, Ben Solo,” Rey said, looking at him again. “Fuck you for making me come twice now. Fuck you for kissing me back. Fuck you for touching me and teasing me and just—Fuck you.”

Ben breathed fast. Quick. He stared at her. Looked really said. 

Fuck that. 

Rey said a final, “Fuck you,” before walking away and stomping up the stairs. She slammed her bedroom door shut and went right to her bed, sobbing in it. She cried and cried until she couldn’t anymore. 

Ben Solo said he loved her. 

But he didn’t. 

He fucking didn’t . 

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Rey cried again until she fell asleep. She didn’t have a blanket over herself. That’s how much she didn’t care. Didn’t notice. Was too busy crying. 

So, she went to bed chilly and with puffy eyes. 

Later, Rey didn’t know how long she was asleep until she heard something. A creaking. Rey opened her eyes, squinting, and saw light coming from the hallway, into her room. And there was someone standing there. They must’ve just opened the door. 

It was—

Ben. 

It was Ben. 

She pretended to be asleep, closing her eyes again. He must’ve not noticed, because Ben stepped into her dark room and sat on the bed before reaching his hand up and touching her cheek. 

“I’m so sorry,” he whispered. 

Rey was no longer angry at him. Just sad. 

Sad at their situation. 

This whole thing. 

She was just really, really sad.

She wanted to cry again, like earlier.

Ben leaned down. Kissed her cheek. Her temple. Her hair. She heard him swallow thick and scoot closer to her. 

“My baby,” he murmured. Ben kissed her lips, just barely, before kissing her nose. 

Rey finally opened her eyes. 

“Ben,” she breathed. 

He kissed her again. On the lips. 

She saw him clench his jaw.

“I’m sorry, baby.”

“Why are you in here?”

“To tell you I’m sorry. And to tell you something else.”

“What?” Rey asked, sitting up, back against her headboard. She played with her fingers that were resting on her lap. 

Ben leaned forward and kissed her. He palmed the back of her head, bringing her face close. 

But then, Rey pulled away.

“You can’t kiss me and then leave me again,” she said quietly.

Ben shook his head. “I won’t. I love you. I’m not leaving you like that again.”

“What do you mean?” she asked.

He pressed his lips together. “I love you.”

“I know.”

He grabbed her hand and held it. 

“And I want to be with you.”

Rey blinked at him.

“I thought you cared about what the world thought.”

“Fuck that,” he said, shaking his head again. “Fuck them all. Like you said.”

She furrowed her brow. “Really?”

“Really. I’d rather risk everything than be without you. Rey, I love you.”

Then. 

“Let me adopt you. I’ll divorce your mom. You’ll opt to live with me as your guardian. You have the right to. Please, Rey. I’ll do anything,” Ben said. Pleaded, really. 

Rey squeezed his hand in hers. 

“I’m so tired, Ben,” she said. “I’m tired of wanting you when I can’t have you. I need to know—I need to know you’re serious. That you won’t let me go. That I—”

He brought her hand up to his lips and kissed her knuckles. “I am so in love with you, Rey, and I’ve tried to fight it, but I can’t anymore. I can’t fight it. I just want you. Rey, I want you. I’m not letting you go. I’m sorry. I’m sorry for earlier. I just—I’m sorry.”

Her lip wiggled. 

“Do you mean it this time?”

“Yes.”

“And you want me?”

“More than anything.”

“And we—We’re gonna be together?”

“If you’ll have me. I want to take care of you. Love you. Be with you.”

Rey took a shaky breath in.

“So, we’re doing this?"

Ben nodded. Softly smiled. 

“Yeah,” he said. “We’re doing this.”

“Will you—Will you come here?”

She opened her arms for him. Ben scooted close to her and she looped her arms around his neck, kissing him. She just wanted to kiss him. Really kiss him.

Because he loved her.

And he wanted her.

Fuck the world.

He kissed her softly. Slowly. Gently.

Then.

“Can I lay with you?” Ben asked, kissing her a final time before getting off the bed. “It’s okay if not. If you want spa—”

“Please lay with me.”

“Okay.”

Then.

“Do you want to go to sleep? Or talk?” Ben asked, taking his shirt off. He was just in boxers now.

Ben crawled into bed next to Rey.

“Or we can just sleep,” he added.

She turned on her side and chewed on her lip.

“I don’t want to sleep.”

A beat.

“What do you want to do?”

Rey was serious. Her voice was low.

“You know what I want to do.”

She heard him swallow.

“Ah.”

“Mhm.”

Rey reached over and turned on her lamp. She sat up and took off her sleep shirt before pulling down her shorts.

She was only in her underwear.

“Fuck,” Ben whispered.

Rey crawled on top of him and straddled his hips. She leaned down and kissed him hard. Rey moaned in the kiss because she was just so needy. So ready.

“I want you, Ben. I really want you.”

“Slow down,” Ben murmured.

“I don’t want to,” she mumbled. “Not when you’ve edged me for this long.”

“Fair point.”

Rey giggled.

He loved her.

He really loved her.

And he wanted her.

Really wanted her.

And now, they could be together. It’d have to be a secret for a while, but Rey was okay with that. She was fine with a secret. They could move away. They could go far from here. They could—

Ben rolled them over and he was the one on top of her now. He kissed her and shoved his tongue in her mouth. Rey sighed and then—

Ben thrust his hips against hers. He was hard and she could feel it nudge against her cunt each time he pushed his cock forward, making it rub on her pussy.

“I really want you to fuck me,” Rey said. “Really bad.”

“I’m not going to fuck you.”

Rey stopped kissing him.

“What?”

Ben smiled. “Not at first. First, I’m going to eat you out.”

“Oh.”

”Can I do that?”

”Y-Yeah.”

He pushed the covers off the bed and then he got off it, too. Ben pulled down his boxers and Rey saw—

Oh god.

He was huge.

Ben kneeled on the floor at the bottom of the bed and grabbed Rey’s ankles, pulling her down the bed. Her legs spread and Ben was right there. 

He hooked his fingers in her underwear and pulled down, past her legs and feet. Rey sat up on her hands as Ben stared at her pussy. She wondered if it looked okay. If he liked it. 

“Jesus Christ,” Ben whispered. His hands went to her outer thighs and his face went between her legs. Rey clenched her jaw as he murmured, “Such a little pussy.”

He kissed her inner thigh. Licked it. Did the same to the other one.  

“Is it okay?”

His eyes flicked up to hers. 

“Perfect.”

Rey’s cheeks went hot. He thought she was perfect.

Then, Ben’s face went closer to her cunt. His nose trailed over the hair between her legs and downward. He nudged his nose on her clit and Rey let out a puff of air between her lips. 

Then. 

He started to lick up her cunt, sliding his tongue through her folds. 

“Oh!” Rey squeaked and held onto the sheets, tight. “Fuck.”

“Mouthy,” he murmured against her pussy.

Ben gave a slow lick up again, his tongue firm. He barely pressed against her entrance before licking up to her clit, rolling his tongue on and around it. 

Rey’s jaw dropped and so did her elbows, giving out. She fell back on the bed and cried as she heard him chuckle. 

“Bet you’ll come easily for me,” she heard him say. 

“Fucker,” Rey breathed.

Ben started to really lick at her, just licking. Tasting. Rey wiggled, getting used to the sensation of his warm and wet tongue gliding around her folds.

No one had ever done this to her. 

Obviously. 

And for a long time, Rey was grossed out by the idea of anyone licking…down there.

Until she met Ben.

And that was all she masturbated to. 

And now—

Now, she was getting the real thing. 

Ben circled his tongue around her clit and Rey put her hands in his hair, crying out.

“Love your sounds,” he mumbled between her legs.

Ben kissed her clit.

“So loud.”

He pushed in two fingers without warning and Rey yelped, falling back on the bed again.

Ben fucked her with his fingers, so big and huge. Wet sounds were in the air, squishing and squelching. She was very wet. Clearly, very wet. He must’ve added another finger because Rey felt her pussy stretch even more.

“God,” Rey groaned.

She peeked down at Ben, feasting on her pussy.

His mouth was wet. Chin was wet. Tip of his nose was wet. All from her. 

Rey sighed and sat up on her elbows once more, wanting to watch. 

He pushed three fingers inside her again and she kicked her legs. Ben made them hook on his shoulders before fucking her with his fingers again.

“Call me Daddy, Rey.”

She panted, “Daddyyyyy.”

Ben groaned with his mouth on her clit. It vibrated and felt really good.

She didn’t know much about oral sex, but she knew he was really, really good at it.

His fingers worked inside her, curving upward. His mouth sucked around her clit. 

Rey screamed. “Ben!”

He chuckled again and then just—

He stopped.

She felt Ben kiss her thigh before taking out his fingers and sliding her wetness all around. Rey opened her eyes to find now standing, coating his cock with her wetness. He started to stroke. 

“Why’d you stop?”

“I’m going to fuck you,” Ben said, serious. “And you’re going to come on my cock.”

Rey blinked. 

“Up at the top of the bed, baby.”

Rey obeyed. “Yes, Daddy.”

Ben worked his jaw. 

She crawled backward, to the top of the bed. She sat up on her elbows, legs open, watching Ben as he kept stroking his cock, staring at her. His bottom teeth were bared. He looked like he wanted to eat her. 

Rey wanted him to. 

“I’m going to fuck you nice and slow this first time,” Ben said, crawling up the bed now. “And then, I’ll fuck you hard. Like I’ve wanted to since I met you.”

Rey bit her lip. Ben was on top of her now, slotted between her thighs. 

“You’ve always wanted me?”

Ben nodded. “Since I saw you.”

She licked her lips. Then, she grabbed the back of his neck and made him lean down and kiss her long and hard. She tasted herself. Smelled herself. She couldn’t wait to do the same to Ben. Suck his cock. Make him cum in her mouth. Kiss him after. She liked how animalistic it was. How gross it was. She liked it.

“I love you,” she mumbled. 

He said back, “I love you.”

Rey felt his cock, hot, pressed against her lower stomach. 

It was heavy. 

“I’m ready,” Rey said. “I really, really wanna feel you in me already. It’s been—I’ve waited like a year.”

Ben chuckled. He rested on his elbows. Getting comfortable. 

Then. 

“Will it hurt?”

Ben frowned.

“It may.”

Rey nodded in understanding. She held his cheeks and kissed him again. Like she was addicted. “That’s okay. I’ll—What if I bleed?”

“Want me to get a towel?” Ben asked.

Rey shook her head. “It’s fine.”

“Let me get a towel.”

Ben got off her and Rey pouted. He came back from her bathroom and put a towel under her hips before settling back on top of her. 

“There you go. I don’t want you messing up your sheets.”

“That’s such a dad thing to say.”

Ben swallowed thick. 

“Is that—Is that weird for you?”

Rey chewed on the inside of her cheek. “Can I be honest?”

“Of course.”

“I find it really hot. That you’re my—That you’re my stepdad and you’re gonna be—Well, when you adopt me, you’ll be my dad. My daddy.”

“Fuck, Rey.”

“What?” She frowned. 

“It’s hot,” Ben said. “You’re hot. My little girl.”

Rey’s heart rate increased. “Please fuck me already.”

“On it.”

Ben kissed her. Then, he slid his tip through her folds. Slow. With pressure. Rey sighed as he did it. 

Then, Ben notched himself at her entrance. 

He looked at her. 

Really looked. 

Then, Ben slowly inched inside and Rey’s jaw dropped. She whined a little from the stretch, but with how wet she was, it wasn’t so bad. Ben looked like he was in heaven. He mumbled that her pussy was tight. Rey grabbed onto his shoulders and pressed her nails into his skin. 

Then, he was fully inside. Rey felt him in her stomach. Pressing. Pushing. 

Ben groaned finally and put his forehead on hers. 

“You okay?”

“Y-Yeah. Can you move?”

Ben chuckled and kissed her. 

Then, he started to move. He pulled out a little, then thrust back in. Rey puffed out air between her lips and moaned. It felt good on the inside. Her hole was still in a little pain from the stretch, but it was okay. There was that tingling feeling inside that was just—so good. 

Sex was good. 

This was good. 

Her legs hooked over Ben’s hips and her ankles crossed. 

“You’re perfect,” he breathed. “My perfect baby.”

Ben grunted and fucked her faster. A little harder. Rey made little mouth sounds with every thrust. It felt like he was going deeper and deeper inside of her each time. 

And Rey liked it. 

“I can feel you in my stomach, Daddy.”

“Goddammit, Rey,” he mumbled. “Don’t make me come too fast.”

“Sorry.”

Ben kissed her again before putting his face in her neck, sucking on her skin while he fucked her. 

“No! Mom will see,” Rey said.

He murmured, “Tell her they’re from a boy at school. I want to mark you.”

Rey whined and held his head at her neck. But his kisses went to her collarbone now. Then, to her chest. Then, to her breasts.

Ben sucked on the fat of her breasts, sure to leave little bruises by tomorrow. 

“Can’t believe I’m fucking such a sweet, little pussy,” he mumbled against her chest. “My girl.”

Rey felt a tingle in her cunt again. He hit a nice spot. She moaned loud and pulled his hair. She held onto the feeling and focused on it. That and the sounds Ben was making. It made her blood rush right to her cunt. 

Ben grabbed a pillow above her and pulled out. It made her wince. He sat up and picked up her hips, sliding the pillow under them. Then, he hovered back over her and pushed inside once more. Rey squeezed her eyes shut and groaned. 

Ben did too. Groan. “Shit.”

He was deep. They both knew it. The pillow thing was—

Yeah. 

He fucked her faster. 

“Rub your clit,” Ben murmured. “Rub your little clit.”

Rey followed his orders. She put a hand between them and rubbed at her wet clit, whining. Ben put a hand around her neck and lightly squeezed. His other hand was on the bed beside her head, palm down, using it for support.

He sat up a bit and got on his knees, fucking her like that. Rey kept rubbing at her clit, working hard at it. It was hard to keep up as he fucked her.

It just all felt so good.

Rey arched her back and nearly screamed.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Rey squeaked.

“Fuck, I’m going to come.”

“Please.”

“Not yet.”

Ben suddenly pushed deep inside and stopped.

Completely stopped, fully seated inside of her.

“Look at that,” he said, staring at her belly.

Rey peeked down.

She could see the outline of his cock in her lower stomach.

“Fucking Christ,” Ben murmured. He started to fuck her again, hovered over her once more. Rey kissed him before it got lazy. Ben licked her cheek and groaned against it.

Rey put her hands on his back and scratched at him. She was no longer touching her clit.

If he kept it up like this—just like this—she could come on his cock. He just had to keep hitting that spot that made her whole body shake.

“Right there,” Rey breathed.

“Right here?” Ben murmured, kissing her lips.

She nodded. “Right there, Daddy.”

He grunted. “I’m going to come if you keep saying that.”

“Want you to come, Daddy.”

“Ah, ah. You first.”

He kept hitting right there and it make that tickle in her cunt grow into a bubble ready to burst. Ben kissed her and licked her and fucked her and Rey just—

She squeezed her lids shut and held her breath and scratched Ben’s back some more and came on his cock, long and hard. Rey screamed and sobbed. She’d never been able to come with just a dildo, and now she was coming on her stepdad’s cock with no issue.

Best day ever.

Rey kept crying out until her pulsing slowed down, but it was still going. This was the longest she’d ever come.

Ben was cursing and saying ‘fuck’ over and over again.

Rey sobbed, “Daddy, please come. I really want you to come inside.”

Ben’s eyes rolled back a little. “Rey—Baby, I’m going to come inside of you.”

She nodded and her legs pulled Ben’s hips deeper inside of her with each thrust. Then, Ben got really red. A big vein popped out of his forehead.

And he—

He groaned long and hard, burying his face in her neck. Ben held her legs open wide and kept fucking into her as he came. He said her name and called her baby. He babbled that she was so good and so hot and his girl.

Ben panted and his hot breath was on her skin. She was sweating on her back and forehead and on the backs of her thighs. Sex was messy.

Ben collapsed on top of her. He was heavy and sweaty—just like her. Ben started to kiss her neck. Soft, slow pecks. He pulled out and Rey felt weird. The feeling of him no longer inside of her. Cum dripped out of her pussy and probably onto the towel below her. She wondered if she bled.

Rey panted. Ben panted, too. His kisses went from her neck up to her jaw. Her cheek. Her ear. Her brow. Her nose. 

Ben looked soft. Nice. 

“Hey, baby,” he whispered.

“Hey.”

“Are you okay?”

Rey nodded and looked at him with heavy lids. She gave a lazy smile. “I’m really good. Are you okay?”

“I’m very fucking good."

Ben rolled off her and onto his back on the bed. He put his forearms over his eyes and Rey stared up at the ceiling while they both caught their breath.

She just had sex.

With her stepdad.

In her bed.

Again: best day ever.

Rey giggled to herself.

After a few minutes, Ben pulled Rey close. She was laying on her side, leg hiked up over Ben’s middle while he remained on his back. He had an arm around her. Her head was on his chest.

And all was right in the world.

She peeked up at Ben.

“Ben?”

“Hm?”

“This was the best day of my life.”

Ben smiled. Leaned down and kissed her forehead. “Me, too.”

Then.

Rey frowned.

Ben noticed.

“What happened, baby?”

Rey twisted her mouth.

“What are we gonna do about Mom?”

Ben pressed his lips together. “We’ll figure it out.”

Rey bit her lip. “Okay.”

They laid like that for a while.

Just them.

Ben and Rey, in their own bubble.

Chapter Text

“Shh,” Ben shushed Rey.

“I can’t help it!” she whined.

Ben was currently fucking her from behind on a lounge chair-bed by the pool. It was summer now. School ended last week.

And, while Mom was at work, Ben and Rey took advantage of all the time left alone.

And he was currently making her very, very noisy.

He was hunched over her, fucking her, while Rey was on her hands and knees. He pushed her legs together, fucking her like that. Making her a little tighter.

Rey complained, “We’re gonna break it. The chair!"

“I’ll buy a new one.”

“Fuck,” she moaned when he hit a nice spot inside of her.

“Shh.” He whispered again. Ben murmured, “Don’t want any of our neighbors to hear you fucking your stepdaddy, hm?”

Rey whined quietly.

Ben bit her shoulder and Rey reached down to her clit. She rubbed and rubbed.

“God, you feel good,” he mumbled. “Always so fucking good.”

They’d only been fucking for a week and a half. But they were quite used to each other by now, Ben sneaking into her room at night and Rey ‘reading’ in his office and making out in the car when they’d drive somewhere together.

Yeah.

They couldn’t bear to be without the other—not touching the other—every single day.

Rey was in her swimsuit—because she was tanning before bed decided he wanted to take her. She felt Ben’s big fingers untie her bikini top’s strings. Then, the ones by her neck.

Her top fell off and Ben groaned, palming her tits. He squeezed and pinched her nipples, making Rey cry out.

She was very bad at being quiet.

“Wish I could see your pretty tits,” he murmured. “But I prefer you on your hands and knees like this.”

She could hear slapping sounds, his hips meeting her ass. Her tits bounced with every stroke of Daddy. He fucked her hard and grunted with each pump of his cock inside of her.

“So good,” Ben grunted. “My little girl. Soon to be daughter.”

Rey moaned, “Daddy.”

“Goddammit,” he breathed.

She hung her head and closed her eyes, just feeling. He hit a good spot inside of her and Rey cried out.

“Shh.”

Rey was still rubbing her clit before Ben slapped her hand away.

“I wanna make you come on my cock. Let me.”

She nodded in understanding. Her mouth went agape when he hunched over her and started to play with her clit, rubbing it in circles.

His thrusts got faster. More hurried.

Ben was about to come.

Rey moved forward and backward a little, meeting Ben’s hips.

“Can you come? Hm? Can my little girl come?” he asked.

She nodded and focused on his fingers on her clit. He started to do it faster.

Rey felt the bubbling in her clit and lower stomach. She squeezed her eyes shut and her cries became high-pitched and needy. Rey moaned loud in their backyard. She didn’t even care.

Then, she came again.

Waves of pleasure rolled over her and she cried and panted while she came, saying ‘Ben’ and ‘Daddy’ over and over again just like he liked.

Then, Ben groaned loud and throaty, spilling himself inside of her. His hips twitched and he put his face in her hair, breathing hard. They both panted and rocked together, him still inside of her.

He started to kiss her hair, then the back of her neck.

She could tell he stood up straight. Then, he pulled out, making Rey whine a little.

Rey felt cum seep from her cunt. Ben pushed his fingers inside of her, keeping his cum inside.

Rey panted and laid down on the lounge chair. Ben slapped her ass and she heard fabric, him pulling his trunks up. Then, she heard a splash.

She put on her swimsuit and went to the restroom before coming back outside, getting in the pool, too. Ben picked Rey up, making her legs wrap around his waist and her hands around the back of his neck.

They made out for a while and giggled and Ben sucked on Rey’s earlobe and they just—

They had a lot of fun.

Until Rey decided to ask about something.

Rey chewed on her lip. She looked at the water between them and her face fell a little. She asked, “Are you going to keep touching Mom to keep up the charade wi—”

“I haven’t touched your mother in a long time and won’t again,” he said, interrupting her. “I’ll keep staying in the guest bedroom. I won’t—Rey, I’m not going to touch her.”

“Oh.”

He took her jaw and made her face him.

“You’re the only one I want.”

Rey smiled. “Good.”

Ben smiled, too.

Then, they made out more in the pool before getting out and fucking in the kitchen.

⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆

Rey and Ben and Kaydel got the adoption process going. It wouldn’t take long, luckily. They signed all the paperwork and turned it in on a hot, June day. They did the whole thing as quickly as they could. They were ready.

Ready to be together.

Mom took a lot more business trips. She was always gone, really, so that meant Ben and Rey could sleep together and cuddle and just be.

So, they spent the summer having sex and kissing and laughing. Ben taught her new things and she got to experience all sorts of positions and stuff.

It wasn’t until August when the adoption process was complete. It was raining that day, Rey remembered.

Mom was there.

The judge signed off on everything and—in the courthouse—Rey jumped on Ben and hugged him, with Mom taking pictures.

Ben whispered in her ear, “My little girl.”

She whispered back, “My daddy.”

They went out to eat at Rey’s favorite restaurant and played footsie under the table.

⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆

Ben asked for a divorce a few weeks after the adoption process was complete. After he was Rey’s guardian for a bit.

Mom didn’t take it well.

Rey was listening to it all from the top of the stairs, hiding, while Ben and Mom fought. She screamed and hit Ben’s chest. She threw things.

Yeah, no. Didn’t take it well at all.

Ben told Kaydel that she could still live at the house until she found her own place.

And that’s when Mom started drinking. She went to the kitchen and opened a bottle of wine, chugging it. Ben tried to stop her, but she threatened to throw the bottle at him.

They fought some more, and then, Mom was really drunk. She cursed at Ben before walking to the stairs. She saw Rey.

Mom pointed a finger at her. “Go get some of your stuff. We’re staying at a hotel.”

Mom was at the bottom of the stairs. Rey was at the top.

“N-No.”

“No?”

Rey bit her lip.

Then, she did it. Said it.

“I’m staying with Ben.”

“Rey, go get your stuff,” Mom said. “Now.”

“No, I’m—I want to—” A pause. “Mom, I want to live with Ben. Since you’re—Now that you’re getting a divorce, I decided to live with him.”

Kaydel worked her jaw. She stumbled a little, coming up the steps. When she reached the top, she nearly fell. Rey steadied her.

“What?” Mom said. “What did you say?”

“I’m—I want to live with Ben. Stay with him most of the time. See you on weekends.”

“No, the fuck you are not.”

“Mom—"

Ben was at the bottom of the stairs now. He looked at Rey apologetically.

“You’re not going to,” Mom said.

“Yes, I am,” Rey told her. “Ben is my guardian and he—”

Kaydel slapped Rey.

Rey held her face while she watched Ben come up the stairs and grabbed Kaydel while she screamed at Rey.

“Don’t ever touch her like that again,” Ben spit. He let go of Kaydel and walked to Rey. “Are you okay?”

She nodded.

Then, Mom scoffed.

Ben turned around to face her. Rey’s heart rate was high. Going fast. Mom looked really scary. Really drunk.

She was smiling.

“This is fucking bullshit.” Then, Kaydel raised her voice. “Bullshit! You want—You want a divorce—"

She looked at Ben.

“After just adopting her? What is going on!” Kaydel screamed. “And you want to live with him?”

Mom was breathing fast and hard.

“Him?”

Rey frowned. “Mom—"

“Fine,” she said. “Go ahead. You know what? I’ve been—” Mom hiccupped. “I’ve been seeing someone for a long time.”

Rey blinked.

Mom slurred, “Someone from work. And we’re—He actually touches me, unlike you.” She was looking at Ben.

Kaydel looked at Rey again.

“You,” she said, leaning on the wall, not really able to stand up herself. “You’re a brat. I don’t even—Do you know how hard it is to be your mother?”

Rey’s lip wiggled.

“Sure. Live with Ben.” Mom hiccupped again. “Live with Ben because I really don’t want you. I really don’t want you and you were—You ruined my life. I got pregnant so young and you just—You ruined it.”

Mom stumbled down the steps and made it to the bottom in one piece while Ben and Rey just stared at her.

Kaydel yelled at Ben, “Have fun with her!”

Mom left, slamming the front door shut. Rey blinked. Peeked up at Ben.

“So, she’s gone?”

Ben pressed his lips together. “I think so. She’ll come back to get her things but we’re—Rey, we’re done. It’s done.”

Rey jumped on Ben. “It’s just you and me.”

“You and me,” he said softly, catching and holding her.

⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆

Mom—the next day—called and called, but Rey didn’t want to talk to her. Not after she slapped her. Not after what she said to Rey.

Drunk words were sober thoughts.

So, they continued on with their summer together with Mom’s phone number blocked. Mom tried to come to the house a few times, but Rey just went to her room and locked the door.

Other than that, Ben and Rey were alone.

They fucked in every corner of the house. They kissed while watching movies. Laying in bed. They told each other that they loved each other.

And the divorce process started.

In order to live with Ben until it was over, Rey had to go in front of someone and disclose that Kaydel had slapped her. What she’d said.

Kaydel was there, crying.

But she didn’t deny anything, so the person let Rey stay with Ben for the time being. Until it was all over.

Rey left the courthouse with tears in her eyes, happy.

⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆

School started.

Rey’s junior year.

And Rey couldn’t be more excited to get this year over with. She was ready for senior year. Her last year.

Because after that, they were moving.

Somewhere far away.

Somewhere where no one knew them.

Just far away.

⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆

Mom had visitation rights. They had to be supervised. And it was awkward. Rey didn’t talk to her. Mom just talked. Kept apologizing.

Rey didn’t care.

⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆

It was Christmas when their divorce was finalized.

And Rey got to pick where she stayed forever.

She picked Ben.

Mom—again—cried in the courtroom.

Ben and Rey celebrated by watching a movie at their house before he was on top of her, making her moan.

⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆ 

Rey started track in the spring. Ben came to all her meets. Mom came to one, but Rey ignored her after it was over.

She was just so done with her.

The days went by in a blur, Rey so focused on her grades and Ben and getting the fuck on with school.

Prom rolled around. Rey went with friends. No date.

And after, Ben fucked her in her dress.

⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆

Rey’s birthday was here. She had friends over and Ben took pictures—just like last year. And later, of course, Ben fucked her in their bed.

Yes.

Their bed.

He got a new one after Mom left.

So, this one—it was theirs.

⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆

Rey started her senior year.

Ben started looking for places to move. Somewhere near UC, where she got her full ride scholarship to run track.

They had a few options. A few nice options. So, they house hunted and talked to realtors as the months went by.

⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆

Rey turned eighteen on a cool, April day. Ben kissed her a lot. Told her he loved her. That now, they could really be together. Now that he wasn’t her guardian anymore.

But they still had to leave the city when she graduated. They just didn’t want anyone they knew to know. Rey didn’t know if Ben would get in trouble, and they didn’t want to risk it.

So yeah.

In a month, they were moving.

They were going to Chandrila. It was all very exciting. None of the kids from her school would be there.

Just them.

Just them.

⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆

“Are you ready?” Ben asked a few hours after Rey graduated.

They were standing by a moving truck.

Their moving truck.

“Yep.”

Ben grinned. “Let’s go.”

⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆

two years later.

Rey sat on the couch and was lonely.

She tried to study for her economics class, but it was no use. She was distracted. Sad.

Rey put her things on the coffee table and got up, getting a glass of water. She was sad because—

He was gone.

Ben was gone.

Rey drank a glass of water and eyed the wine, but remembered she couldn’t have any.

She went back to the couch and laid on it. Rey stared up at the ceiling. She sighed.

She hated being alone. Hated it.

But then.

Then.

Then, the front door clicked. Then creaked. Then shut.

Rey grinned. She shot up from the couch and ran to the door.

“Hi, baby,” Ben said.

He’d been gone for a week on a business trip.

So yes.

He was gone. And she was lonely.

But now, here he was.

Rey’s cheeks went warm. “Hi.”

He dropped his suitcase near the stairs and walked toward her, arms outstretched. It was the longest they’d been apart. A week.

Rey hugged Ben and buried her face in his chest.

“Missed you,” she mumbled.

“Missed you more.”

Rey peeked up at him, craning her neck. She pursed her lips, wanting a kiss. Ben leaned his head down and did what she wanted him to. Ben kissed her.

“You taste like mint,” he murmured.

“Just brushed my teeth.”

“Tastes good.”

She giggled.

Rey let go of the hug. “Wanna put your clothes away?”

He nodded.

They went upstairs and both put Ben’s clothes away. Rey popped some things in the washer and sat back on the couch. Ben joined her not long after she sat.

“Want to watch something?”

Rey nodded.

They put on a movie and cuddled together. Ben kissed Rey’s hair until he murmured, “I really missed you.”

Rey peeked up at him. “Me too.”

He put a hand on her thigh. “I missed your pussy.”

Rey giggled. “Oh yeah?”

“Mhm.”

“Should we do something about that?”

“I think we should.”

Ben pulled Rey in his lap, her back on his chest. She was facing the TV, but she really just wanted to see him.

Rey pouted. “I wanna see you.”

“In a minute, honey.”

His hands settled on her stomach, just holding her. He nuzzled his nose against her ear. Then, behind her ears, where he knew it felt good. Rey sighed, frustrated.

He mouthed at the spot behind her ear, licking her there. Sucking her there.

“Daddy,” Rey whispered.

He held around her stomach tighter. His bulge under her ass was growing harder. Rey squirmed on it. Ben groaned.

With one hand wrapped around her stomach, the other was resting at her lower belly, right above her cunt. It slowly traveled to the waistband of her shorts.  

“Can I touch your little cunt?” Ben asked. “I’ve been dreaming about it. I can’t wait to feel how wet it is. How tight you are.”

Rey whimpered. Ben opened his legs and her legs opened, too. Daddy cupped her pussy and Rey took a sharp breath in.

“Missed playing with you,” he murmured.

“It’s so warm,” Ben mumbled, nibbling on her ear again and lightly rubbing his hand against her.

Ben put his hand back up at her waistband before putting his hand down her pants and underwear.

Ben ran his palm and fingers along her mound and over her pussy.

He widened his legs. Hers did too, again. Her cunt opened up more and he ran two fingers down her slit. She heard her wetness squish in the room. Rey took in a sharp breath as his fingers ran over her clit, then over her hole that was too empty.

He teased her hole. Ben pressed a finger barely inside only to take it out and rub at her clit. Her cunt clenched, wanting to squeeze around something.

“Ben,” she mumbled. “Fingers,” was all she could get out.

He slowly rubbed her clit in circles. She tried to close her legs to squeeze them together, dulling an ache, but Ben moved her thighs more to the outside of his, so she was opened even wider.

Rey started to move herself on his lap, grinding down on his cock. Ben’s hips moved upward, grinding up against her, too. Rey’s head lulled back again and Daddy sucked on her neck. She licked her lips and moved with his hips, still rolling up against her ass.

Rey moaned, low and throaty.

“So wet,” he whispered. “So needy.”

Ben ran his fingers down to her hole again and circled around it. He put pressure over it, but never went inside. Her cunt spasmed for a millisecond, needing something. Anything.

She whimpered and squeezed his thighs. “P-Please?”

“Please what?”

“Please finger me!”

Ben chuckled.

A finger went in and Rey nearly lost it. Her cunt squeezed around it—finally having something to squeeze around. She cried in the room and Ben chuckled behind her.

“You’re sucking my finger in. God, Rey.”

He pushed in another finger and Rey sobbed. She couldn’t wait for his cock. The heel of Ben’s palm rubbed on her clit and Rey put her hand over his, keeping it there. Putting more pressure there.

Another finger got added and Rey threw her head back and gasped.

Rey started to move her hips on his fingers. Riding them.

Ben noticed.

“Ride my fingers. Move your sweet pussy on them.”

Rey puffed out air between her lips and groaned, feeling herself on him. Ben licked her ear and breathed into it. Rey’s eyes were closed, just feeling.

Then, he took his fingers out. Ben slapped her pussy lightly.

“Fuck,” Rey sighed.

She was now being pushed off his lap. Rey stood and turned around, pulling down her shorts. Her pussy was probably all red from the touching.

Ben stared at her with a hungry look in his eye as he unbuckled his belt and took his cock out from his underwear. It was so red and hard. She saw precum at the tip and her mouth drooled. She’d been rubbing on his lap and knew he probably wouldn’t last long.

“C’mere,” Ben mumbled. He held his hands out and found her hips as she crawled on him.

Rey scrambled on top of him—straddling him—and kissed him. She put her hand in his hair and her nose pressed in his cheek.

She kissed him some more before taking his cock again and sliding the tip through her wet pussy. Ben panted on her lips. She notched his cock right at her entrance.

Then.

Rey sunk down on his cock slowly. Her mouth was agape and she whined with each inch going inside of her.

After all the fucking, she still wasn’t used to him. The size.

Rey held onto his shoulders.

“Fuck,” Ben breathed against her lips.

When she was fully seated on his cock, Rey sighed and started moving her hips. Ben’s lids were heavy and his mouth was open, breathing hard. She pressed her forehead on his.

“I love you,” she whispered.

Ben mumbled, “I love you.”

His cock was dragging against her walls and she groaned each time her pussy was swallowed by his cock. It felt good for Ben, too, because he groaned in the kiss and his hips stuttered upward again, fucking up into her. Rey sighed, feeling him deep.

“Love fucking you,” Rey whispered. “Missed you bad.”

“I know baby,” Ben said, holding her hips and dragging her along his cock. “I’m here now.”

Rey leaned back and put her hands on his knees behind her.

“Shit, Rey”

Ben started to thumb her clit.

She wouldn’t last long. Not when she missed him all week. She made a point not to masturbate so she’d be really needy.

Ben was staring at the place where their bodies met, watching them fuck. He was sweating a little on his temples and neck. Rey wanted to lick it.

Rey let her head fall back, and her hips moved faster on his. She was chasing her orgasm, because she was definitely about to come.

Rey suddenly leaned forward and wrapped her arms around his neck, bouncing on him.

“Are you gonna come?” Ben asked.

“Gonna come,” she babbled. “Gonna come on you.”

Rey sobbed and came on Ben’s cock, pulsing around him. She moved her hips and was riding it out. She missed this.

Ben put his arms around her completely and fucked up into her harder, using her to come, himself. He grunted and groaned and his face got red—a telltale sign he was about to come.

He started to suck on her tits as he fucked up into her and that must’ve sent him over the edge. He cursed and groaned, coming inside of her. Ben huffed and sighed against her chest and she put her hands in his hair, carding through it.

“Good boy,” Rey whispered.

Ben chuckled against her skin.

He liked when she said that.

When Ben was done panting and when he was soft inside of her, Ben picked her up and made her stand, slipping out of her.

Rey pulled her shorts back on and went to the bathroom, cleaning up.

They didn’t talk about how he always came inside. And they didn’t talk about how she wasn’t on birth control.

It just didn’t—

Yeah.

They never talked about it.

But Rey had to now.

She walked into kitchen where Ben was, getting a snack. Rey nuzzled her cheek against his bicep and held onto his arm, clingy.

“Hey,” she said, standing next to him.

“Hey.”

“I really love you.”

“I really love you,” Ben said back, eyebrow cock. He kissed her forehead before asking, “What’s wrong?”

Rey chewed on her lip.

She held her stomach.

Then.

“I have to tell you something.”