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After working all day on her X-wing, Jess’ sole mission was to wash off as much oil as she could, grab some leftovers from the mess, and try to fall asleep before Rey came home. When she heard the showers running from the hall, finding Rey didn’t even occur to her. Jessika had tried to keep Rey out of her mind all day, convinced that she was disgusted with her.
This was likely why, when Jess caught Rey in the shower, her first reaction was relief. Okay, so Rey definitely knew what Jess was doing that morning. But that realization felt less terrible now that she knew Rey was a human too, with human needs. A beautiful human on top of that.
Jess had never really had the chance to see Rey naked before, and she had to admit, it was quite a treat. Hair clung to the Jedi’s strong, tan, and freckled shoulders. Her small breasts rose and fell with each heady breath. Thin muscles painted the landscape that was her body.
Rey’s right hand disappeared under a spread of pubic hair while her left hand was braced against the tile wall. Jessika luxuriated in the sight of it all, savoring the pleasure Rey was giving herself. Rey seemed so lost in her own world that Jess almost left. Almost. She was covered in oil, after all.
The bathroom was small, so Jess strategically picked a shower far enough to give Rey her space. But one close enough to ward off the impression that she was still avoiding her. Jessika set down her clothes, and was ready to forget all the day’s troubles as she turned on the shower. That was until Rey froze, face and ears turning bright red.
Scrambling for something to say, Jess opened her mouth to speak. But it simply hung open as Rey turned off the shower and walked to the bench with her things on it. Words were failing Jess, so she instead tried to give Rey the least threatening smile she could manage. It didn’t work. Rey stared back, the image of humiliation, and finally left.
Determined not to muck things up any further, Jessika scrubbed, quick and thorough as she could, before hastily wrapping herself in a towel and following Rey. She did her best not to slip, running barefoot through the freezing concrete halls towards home. When Jess opened the door, she found Rey sitting on the edge of her bed, head in her hands, foot tapping a frantic beat.
“I’ve uh…” Rey started, voice abnormally loud, “I’ve never really… finished before.” Her face resembled a D’Qar sunset. She wrung her hands a little. “You sounded so close last night, all I’ve wanted today is for you show me how.”
Jess blinked incredulously. “Oh...” was all she could produce. But on the inside, she was exploding. Rey wanted her . Rey wanted Jess to touch her, to guide her, to give her pleasure. The concept of making the celebrity of the Rebellion come —for the first time— was almost too much to handle. It was her turn to blush furiously red. She could feel it spreading from her cheeks to her neck to her shoulders, not covered by the measly towel she’d ran through the base in.
Jess sat opposite of Rey, on her own bed. It was just then that she realized they had both left the shower in only towels. She chuckled at the image, and was glad most people were at the rec or sleeping. What a scandal that would have caused. Then again, by the time the night was over, whatever rumors created would have probably been true. Jess laid her hand on Rey’s knee, and Rey leaned in closer, eager for every next move.
“Rey,” Jessika smiled her biggest smile, “I would be honored to give you your first orgasm.” It sounded cheesy and a bit weird when she said it out loud, but it certainly got her point across. Rey let out a whoop and tackled Jessika backwards onto the bed, careful not to collide with the wall. Rey covered Jess’ face with a shower of kisses, and she knew that though Rey kissed people often, these were real. Rey’s still-wet hair fell onto Jessika and tickled her neck.
When Jess found a break in the attack, she reached up to hold Rey’s face still and planted a kiss firmly on her lips. It wasn’t sexy or long, but when Jessika pulled back, Rey looked at her with the biggest eyes she had ever seen. It was awfully endearing. Jessika covered her own face this time.
“Kriff’s sake Rey. You're so much.” Rey responded with a wave of giggles and moved Jess’ hands aside to kiss her again. The kiss became sensual. It was warm and soft with an eager push from both sides. Jessika sucked and nipped at Rey’s bottom lip, and Rey squeezed Jessika’s shoulders in response. She could feel Rey’s smile against her mouth, could feel Rey’s trapped-in laughter against her chest. They would figure out what all this meant after, but now was a time for something way overdue.
“This isn’t exactly the best position for us to do this in,” Jessika stated, very matter-of-fact.
“Oh! Right.” Rey hopped off of Jessika, towel clinging precariously loose to her body. Jessika scooted to the foot of the bed, patting the other end with her hand. “Here,” she encouraged. Rey’s towel finally slipped apart as she sat down, and her hand shot up to hold it in place.
“There’s not really a reason to keep that on now. In fact it’d be easier if you didn’t.” Jessika chided. With a nod of consideration, Rey finally let the towel fall into her lap. Breasts free, they fell into place and Jessika watched her nipples harden in the cool room. She studied them as if she had never knew nipples could do that.
Rey became embarrassed by her staring, and instead lied back on the bed. This only allowed Jessika to marvel at the sight of the room’s small lamp shining on Rey’s breasts, stomach, and legs. Her tangled hair splayed around her head like an aura. Her skin glowed like the sands of Jakku at midday. It was peppered with goosebumps from both the cold and adrenaline. Jessika leaned down to kiss Rey’s knee, half expecting her skin to be gritty like sand too, but it was soft and cool as D’Qar grass.
Jessika took off her towel, and snickered when Rey guiltily studied her body as she had Rey’s. Rey looked over Jessika as one looks over a piece of art. She even tilted her head a little. Jess’ hair, long and dark like hers, was straighter and thicker. Her breasts were a little larger than her own, and her nipples were darker. Their contrast with the rest of her skin was very pleasing to the eye. Jessika also had muscles, but they were round, unlike Rey’s. She had a stronger core and shoulders than Rey as well, important when maneuvering a ship at break-neck speeds.
Rey slipped her eyes closed, taking a moment to sense the Force that hugged Jessika. It was warm. Warm and orange, like the pilot uniforms. Yellow like the sunflowers Rey had seen the other day. It radiated from Jess constantly, and left a fingerprint on everything she touched. Parts of Rey now had orange smudges, parts that felt warmer than others. Part of her yearned to be painted orange, to have her body and soul kissed by such heat.
When Rey was satisfied, Jess motioned for Rey to sit up. She and spread her towel on the bed. Rey responded with a skeptical look. “You’ll thank me later. Hopefully.” She didn’t question further. Jessika sat for a moment to take everything in. The most beautiful woman in the Resistance —the whole galaxy— naked in her bed, skin glowing, eyes wide and shining, breath bated for whatever came next.
Jess guided Rey back down and planted her hands on either side of her head. She ducked to kiss Rey, who met halfway in anticipation. The kiss was slow and long, it chapped their lips and made their heads spin. Jessika trailed a hand to one of Rey’s breasts, to her navel, to her hipbone. With a light tickle along the crease of Rey’s leg, she rested her hand on the curly patch of hair.
Jessika pulled back just enough for their lips to part, and gazed deep into Rey’s eyes. “Is this okay?” She’d said it so breathlessly she worried Rey didn’t hear. But with a ginger nod in response, Jess shifted her weight to one hand and eased apart Rey’s legs with the other. She turned her hand over and spread her fingers along the folds. Rey was wet. Not overly so, but enough to show interest. Jessika smiled to herself.
“What?” Rey poked, but Jessika kissed her neck in response. She began a languid and practised pace with her hand flat against the puff of Rey’s outer folds. Jessika didn’t dare go too fast. She wanted Rey to be fully ready; to feel every moment of pleasure she had to offer. Rey had trusted her with something very important, and the pilot was dead set on delivering.
Rey soon started rolling her hips forward, egging Jessika on. Rey huffed out a breath she didn’t know she was holding as Jessika lifted her hand away and sat back. Jess looked over the Jedi with half-lidded eyes and a crooked smile.
Kneeling back down, Jessika rested her cheek on Rey’s inner thigh and raised her eyebrows, silently asking permission. Rey nodded, and hissed in a breath as a very wet, very warm tongue swiped at her clit. The entire lower half of Rey’s body jolted as Jessika licked again a bit harder and faster. With a devilish smile, Jess set Rey’s legs on her shoulders and held her hips down. Jessika went to work, licking from clit to hole and back, sucking here and kissing there.
This continued almost to the point of overstimulation. Rey’s hands splayed and clenched erratically onto the towel under her. When she was panting and lightly whimpering, Jessika finished with another lick up the hardened nub of her clit. It made her hips stutter and mouth groan. Rey’s pubes glistened with a combination of slick and saliva, her cheeks were smeared red and her mouth hung open. She was splayed on the bed, ready to become Jess’. As much as Jessika wanted to draw this out, to give Rey the full experience, the sight before her tipped her over the edge.
Jessika palmed Rey’s crotch. Harder than before. It was more determined, more desperate, with more speed and pressure. Jessika didn’t bother holding Rey down now. She wanted to witness the full range of Rey’s ecstasy, wanted Rey to feel it, too.
She finally found a rhythm, her two middle fingers squeezing Rey’s clit while her outside fingers massaged Rey’s labia. She rubbed in frantic circles, taking Reys gasps and whimpers as cue to move or speed up. She was getting close. Rey scrambled to grab Jessika’s free hand, and squeezed it when she found it. Jess rubbed along Rey’s knuckles, slowly keeping her grounded. Suddenly Rey tensed up, and Jessika worried she’d hurt her. She stopped stroking her to look up. Rey became almost hysterical.
“ Don’t stop! Please Jess, please I- I nee- ” That was all Jessika needed to start again, doubling her speed and pressure. Rey’s hips lifted from the bed, legs quivering and knees trembling. The few breaths she was taking were shallow and ragged.
“You’re so close, Rey, come on. You're so beautiful,” Jessika encouraged. Rey responded with loud moans. Her face scrunched up in concentration and pure feeling. Her hips rocked wildly, begging for any pressure, any friction. Jess brainlessly repeated the words in unintelligible patterns. Rey interrupted with a sound close to a sob, and clenched Jess’ hand in hers.
Next to flying in space for the first time, seeing Rey come was the most beautiful thing Jessika had ever experienced. Rey went almost completely silent. Her cunt and everything around it twitched in rhythm to Jessika’s hand. Her face unwrinkled and her mouth hung slack. She sucked in a breath and exhaled with a wavering cry. Gasping several more times, Rey exhaled with a different noise for each breath. If not for the circumstances, it would have sounded almost funny. Jessika continued circling her clit slowly, stopping when Rey jerked her hips away and collapsed.
Rey didn’t open her eyes for several moments. Jess wiped her hand on the towel and lied down next to her. She watched as Rey’s eyelashes fluttered, endorphins rushing through her. Her chest rose and fell heavily and, if she looked close enough, Jessika could watch her heartbeat. It was quick and sure, compensating for Rey’s exertion. She looked farther down and saw her legs twitch a few times. Even farther down, Rey’s toes flexed and scrunched to a slow, unheard beat.
As to not startle Rey, Jessika slowly raised Rey’s hand, still holding onto her own, to her mouth for a soft kiss. Rey sighed with a sigh. She slid her eyes open. A quiet, “wow,” was all she could manage.
Jessika laughed lightly, “good?”
“Not that I had anything to compare it to, but yes. Good.” She kissed Jessika’s hand.
Rey shivered, and a new wave of goosebumps covered her. Though this was not a moment Jess wanted to lose, the tiny, still-functioning part of her brain knew that a wet towel was not going to keep the both of them warm. Rey protested with a groan, but Jessika pulled herself up and lugged her body over to the stack of blankets, grabbing as many as she could hold. She laid them on as carefully but quickly, and burrowed under the nest that was made.
Jessika shifted. She’d gotten aroused from watching Rey, but it wasn’t the time or place to take care of that. Tonight was about Rey. If Jess was lucky, there would be another opportunity to explore that with Rey.
She settled for this, for right now. Lying in her bed with a gorgeous woman, blissed-out by the sex she’d just had. She settled for rubbing circles on her palm with her thumb, for untangling her hair with her fingers. Jessika scooted closer to Rey and kissed her shoulder, listening without a care in the world as Rey’s breath evened out into sleep.