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Ben shouldered his way through the front door, a flurry of snow following him in. He shed his long peacoat and wool scarf, cheeks flushed from the bitter winter weather.
“Rey,” he called into the apartment, “do you want to order a pizza or something? I didn’t have a chance to pick up any groceries before you got here.”
Ben flipped through a stack of mail idly as he listened for her response. His little sister had come to stay with him over her winter break while their parents were off on some tropical getaway. They had said they didn’t want to make a fuss over the holidays this year, but Ben knew their marriage was barely holding on by a thread, and they were making a last-ditch effort to rekindle the flame.
That left Rey, whose winter break wasn’t long enough to join them, in an empty house for Christmas. Ben had been furious at their parents, leaving a seventeen-year-old girl alone like that, but at least this gave him an excuse to see more of his sister.
A few months ago he’d moved an hour away and thrown himself into his new programming job. It was the kind of position that was really suited to young bachelors like himself - that was to say, he didn’t have the best work-life balance. And because of that, he had only seen Rey a handful of times since starting. But today was her last day of classes before winter break and she had driven straight to his apartment after the final bell to spend the next ten days with him.
“Rey?” he called into the house when she didn’t answer him. She should be here already, he thought to himself, instinct kicking in and making him anxious. If she’s not here, she could have gotten into an accident on the way, or maybe some creep picked her up outside of the high school, or maybe—
Ben saw his sister’s three little buns over the top of the couch and let out a sigh. With an age gap of eight years, it didn’t take much for him to fall into his self-appointed role of ‘protector’. Especially with flighty, distracted parents like theirs, she needed someone to look out for her, someone to give her a good example.
“Why didn’t you text me when you got here?” Ben’s voice came out harsher than he’d meant and he stopped in his tracks when he came around to the front of the couch. Rey was curled up in a ball, clutching a pillow to her chest. She looked up at the sound of Ben’s voice and wiped the heel of her hand over the tear tracks on her face.
Ben’s face creased with concern. He swiftly crossed the room and knelt in front of his little sister, taking her hands in his much larger ones.
“Hey,” he cooed, thumbs rubbing over the backs of her hands, “what’s wrong? What happened?” Rey sniffled and looked down at the pillow in her lap as she steadied her breath.
“It’s Poe,” she managed to get out in a cracked voice.
Ben’s grip tightened on her hands and Rey winced. “What did that little shit do?” he ground out. When she didn’t answer, he prodded further. “Did he touch you?” he asked, calm forced over ‘touch’.
At that, Rey burst into tears anew and Ben stood, furious. “I’m gonna kill him.” He dug his car keys out of his pocket and made for the front door, but Rey caught his sleeve.
“No! No - that’s just it, he didn’t want to…” she trailed off and fidgeted with the hem of her shirt. Hesitantly, Ben dropped his keys back into his pocket.
“Then what is it?” he asked, already relieved that he didn’t have to beat up some high school punk. Rey wouldn’t have liked that anyway.
“Well, we were going to, you know…” Again, she trailed off, this time her cheeks flushed pink. Ben gave her a tense nod to show his understanding. “But when he found out that I’ve never—” her eyes flashed up to Ben’s. He nodded again so that she wouldn’t have to say it. “He broke up with me. He said I would get ‘too attached’ if he was my first.” Her lower lip trembled from the effort of holding back another pitiful sob.
Finally, Ben softened. “Oh, Rey-bey,” he said tenderly, his heart hurting for her pain. He sat next to her on the couch and pulled her onto his lap. She pressed her face to his chest and let her tears soak into his shirt as he rubbed her back. When her breathing had returned back to normal, Ben pulled her back so that she could look at him.
Her eyes looked so big and sad, her lower lip pushed out in a pout. He was reminded of the time when she was twelve and had skinned her knee learning to skateboard. Her shoulders had shaken from the effort of stifling her cries, but silent tears had still streamed down her face. She hardly looked any different now.
Ben brushed flyaway hairs out of her face and gave her a sad smile. He couldn’t help the relief that he felt knowing that Rey was still his innocent little sister. He didn’t like the idea of horny boys using her just to get their dicks wet. But she was upset, and she didn’t need to hear any of that right now.
“He’s an idiot, Rey. You’re smart, beautiful, talented - you’re too good for him. And your first time should be special. It should be with someone who really loves you, not some boy who just wants another notch in his belt.”
Rey wiped her nose with the back of her hand and nodded miserably. Teenage girls didn’t always know their worth, and being ‘better than’ the boy who rejected her still didn’t take the sting out of it. She just needed something to get her mind off of Poe.
“Hey, I’ve got an idea. There’s a Christmas party at my work tonight. I wasn’t going to go, you know how awkward I am at parties —” Rey let out a hiccuping laugh and Ben felt his heart lift at the sound, “but we could go together. You can be my date.”
Rey chewed her lip as she considered it.
“Come on, I heard they ordered catering from Olive Garden.”
Rey’s face lit up and Ben couldn’t help grinning. His little sister would never pass up the opportunity for free food from her favorite restaurant. He was going to take her there over her winter break anyway, but she didn’t need to know that.
“Alright, I’m in.”
**********
An hour later, after each of them had showered and dressed, they were out the door. Ben drove them, the radio playing on a low volume in otherwise silence.
“There’s going to be alcohol,” Ben said.
Rey rolled her eyes. “Don’t worry, I’m not gonna drink.”
“Actually, I was going to say it’s okay tonight.”
Rey raised her brows in surprise.
“Not too much,” he added, “but it’s a party, and I’ll be there to look out for you.”
What he really wanted to say was that she needed to relax and forget about Poe, but he didn’t even want to mention that punk’s name; Rey didn’t need to get upset again after she’d gathered herself. Besides, when he was seventeen, he’d had his fair share of cheap beer and liquor - one or two drinks under his supervision was perfectly fine.
The party was in the ballroom of a local dance hall. By the looks of the parking lot, a lot of people had turned out. The company had close to three hundred employees across all of the departments and it looked like at least half of them had come to the party. As Ben and Rey crossed the parking lot, they could already hear lively Christmas music coming from inside.
When Ben opened the door for Rey they were met by a gust of warm air and a cacophony of noises: voices, laughter, and a live band. But despite the size of the venue, the decorations were cozy and the space felt intimate.
Ben guided Rey to the coat check with a hand on her lower back. As they were handing their coats over, he heard the familiar voice of his coworker Hux. They were about the same age and had both started their positions within a week of each other. Ben wouldn’t quite consider them friends, but they were getting there.
“Benny boy! About time you showed up!”
Hux came over and slapped Ben on the back. He definitely wasn’t wasting any time helping himself to the free wine. Ben smiled and shook his hand.
“And who’s this sweet little thing?” Hux asked, the drinks emboldening him.
Rey looked up at her brother, cheeks tinged pink, clearly uncomfortable. Ben answered for her.
“This is my girlfriend, Rey.”
“Girlfriend, huh?” Hux said, eyes scanning her body in a way that made Ben draw her closer to his side. Hux opened his mouth to say something else, possibly to shove his foot further into his mouth, but the look on Ben’s face had him thinking better of it.
Instead of a lewd comment, he settled on, “Well, you two lovebirds have fun.” He winked at them and then slipped back into the crowd, no doubt seeking his next drink.
Ben let out a breath after Hux had left them and Rey wrenched herself out of his hold.
“Your girlfriend ?” She whispered, eyes darting around to see if anyone was watching them.
Ben frowned. “You saw how he was looking at you.”
Rey crossed her arms over her chest.
“Hey, there’s a lot of people here that I don’t know from other departments. I just want you to unwind and have a good time, and you can’t do that if guys are trying to get into your pants every other minute.”
Rey dropped her arms back at her sides. “I guess I didn’t really think about that, considering, you know…” she mumbled, looking down.
She was still thinking about her rejection, and now she thought it meant that no one would be interested in her, all because she was a virgin. She didn’t know how wrong she was.
Ben used his thumb and forefinger to tip his sister’s chin up. “None of that, okay? We’re here to have a good time. I’m new here and no one knows I have a sister, so you're just Rey tonight, the prettiest girl in the room. How’s that sound?”
Rey brightened at that and nodded her head.
“Now, how about some food?”
“Yes, please!” she said, a grin breaking out across her face as she thought of all the breadsticks she would eat tonight. She let Ben take her hand as they wove through the crowd to reach the buffet.
Rey loaded her plate and went to find a table for them to sit at, too eager to wait for her brother to finish serving himself before she dug in. When he did arrive at the table, he was juggling his plate plus two plastic cups of holiday punch.
For the next twenty minutes, Ben watched with a barely concealed smirk as Rey gorged herself. She couldn’t help it, not when presented with an Olive Garden buffet. When she was finished eating, she remembered her cup of punch and sipped tentatively at it. Realizing it just tasted like juice, she downed the cup as if it were just juice. She wiped her mouth with the back of one hand.
“I want to dance,” she said, bouncing one knee under the table.
Ben raised his brows over the top of his own punch cup as he took a sip. She certainly seemed to be feeling better.
“Pleeease,” she begged when he didn’t answer right away.
He glanced over to the center of the room where people were dancing to Christmas music, performed by the live band. Ben wasn’t much of a dancer, but he wanted Rey to have a good time, so he nodded his consent and let her drag him from his chair.
Ben moved awkwardly to the beat while Rey took his hands in hers. She swung his arms while she bounced back and forth, not much of a dancer herself but eager all the same. They ‘danced’ like that for several songs until at last a slow song started and Rey could catch her breath.
As
Silent Night
played, Ben drew his sister into his chest and swayed. Rey rested her cheek against his solid warmth and closed her eyes. When she was nice and relaxed, Ben squeezed her around the middle and lifted her a few inches so that when he lowered her again, her feet landed on top of his. Sometimes, when they were kids, they would dance like that in the living room.
Rey lifted her head to look up and then her gaze caught something just behind Ben’s head. She giggled and he twisted his head to see a little bundle of mistletoe hanging from the ceiling, nearly directly over them.
When he turned back, he looked down at Rey, his sweet little sister. She deserved to have a special moment under the mistletoe, especially after the day she’d had.
Rey watched his face and her smile started to fade into a look of confusion. “What are you—” she started. But she was cut off as Ben bent his neck to press his lips to hers.
She reached up and gripped his biceps, surprised and trying to push away, but Ben just crushed her closer to his chest. He parted his lips slightly and pulled her lower lip into his mouth so that his tongue could slide along it.
Rey’s head buzzed from the holiday punch, which was much stronger than it had tasted, and from the tingles that ran down her spine at the feeling of her brother’s mouth pressed to her own. Standing this close to him, she could smell his cologne and the scent of his shampoo. He smelled clean and woody and familiar.
Rey wasn’t sure how long the kiss went on, but it broke off when they heard someone whooping at the sight of them.
“Woo! Get it, Ben!”
When they looked for the source of the voice, they found none other than Ben’s coworker Hux. If Rey was tipsy, Hux was on the verge of blackout drunk. Ben stiffened at the sight of him, but the outburst seemed to remind him of who he was with, and he put a few inches of space between their bodies.
“Sorry,” Ben mumbled to her. “Just thought it would be a nice moment for you - romantic.” His cheeks grew pink and his Adam's apple bobbed as he avoided looking into Rey’s eyes.
She felt a pang of guilt at having tried to pull away. Ben was just trying to do whatever he could think of for her to have a great night, to help her forget about Poe. So Rey stood on her tippy toes and pressed a quick peck to his cheek, just to let him know she wasn’t mad. The corner of his mouth turned up and then the band started playing Jingle Bell Rock , and the moment was over.
They danced to a few more songs and exchanged some small talk with Ben’s coworkers, but by about 11:00pm, he could see that his sister was getting tired.
“You ready to get out of here?” he asked
Rey eyed the buffet, preparing to shake her head ‘no’ like a toddler who’s just learned the word, but Ben caught her before she could.
“Come on, I’ll take you to Olive Garden again tomorrow,” he said with a chuckle. Finally, Rey acquiesced.
It was a good thing, because it took her all of thirty seconds to fall asleep after he started driving them home. When they arrived back in the driveway, Ben gently roused his sister with a hand on her knee and a soft whisper.
“Rey-bey, we’re home.”
She grumbled at first, but then yawned and opened her eyes. Neither of them made any move to get out of the car, which was blasting warm air at them and protecting them from the chilly night just outside the doors.
“Do you need me to carry you inside? Like old times?”
Rey gave her best puppy dog face, pouting her lip as fully as she could, and nodded. That was all it took, and Ben got out of the car, coming around to her side. He unbuckled her and scooped her out of her seat, then wrapped his open jacket around both of them to protect her from the bitter wind.
Ben carried his little sister into the apartment and brought her directly to the spare bedroom where she would be staying. He sat down on the bed, keeping her cradled in his arms. Rey burrowed into his chest, enjoying the cozy warmth.
“Sweet little Rey,” he murmured, “you know I would do anything for you, right? Anything to make you happy.” He kissed the top of her head, lingering there for a moment to breathe in the scent of her. She smelled like warm vanilla body lotion and tide detergent, the kind their mom always bought at home.
Rey looked up at her big brother as he gently rocked her, a barely perceptible, but soothing motion. She nodded and smiled weakly, something warm twisting in her stomach at the look he was giving her.
“I’ve been thinking about what you said earlier, and… I want to help you,” Ben said.
Rey knit her brows together. He couldn’t be talking about… no, he was her brother, it had to be a misunderstanding. And yet, she could hardly voice the words, afraid as she was of his answer.
“Help me how?”
“I don’t want you going off to college next year feeling nervous, or feeling like you don’t fit in with the other girls. But your first time should be with someone who really cares about you, someone who loves you.”
Rey stiffened, still in her brother’s arms.
“H-how could you help me with that?” Her voice quavered, though she still held out hope that he merely meant to connect her with a nice, respectable boy that he knew, someone her own age and not her brother.
“I’ll be real gentle with you, Rey-bey. I can make you feel good. High school boys don’t know what they’re doing, they’ll just hurt you.”
“Ben, I don’t—”
“Do you trust me?” he interrupted her.
“Ben, you’re my brother,” she said, as if that answered his question.
“Do you trust me?” he repeated.
Rey couldn’t lie. Ben was the closest person to her in her life. They had always been like that, despite the age difference.
“Yes.”
“Good. I love you, Rey.”
Ben lifted her from his lap and laid her down on the bed. She immediately rose to her elbows but he climbed on top of her and caged her body below his. Her chest rose and fell rapidly. She didn’t think he was going to try anything now . But no sooner had she said ‘yes’, he was lowering his face to the crook of her neck. His hair tickled her face and a flush ran up her chest when he started placing light, warm kisses over her pulse.
“Ben,” she said breathlessly, and tangled her hands in her hair to pull his head away. But he was only spurred on, and opened his mouth to lick her skin and pull it gently between his teeth. Instead of yanking his head off of her, Rey just held fast to fistfulls of his long, dark hair.
Ben kissed from one side of her neck to the other, then his mouth traveled up her jaw, until finally their lips met again. This time, Ben pushed his tongue into her mouth and slid it over hers. Rey whimpered into his mouth. It was an odd, invasive feeling. She’d never french kissed anyone before, not like this. It felt like Ben was consuming her. Everything she smelled and tasted was him.
When he pulled away, Rey was nearly panting. Ben looked almost equally as flustered. He sat up so that her legs were pinned beneath his and then pulled his shirt over his head. Then, he leaned forward and reached for the hem of Rey’s shirt.
“What are you doing?” she squeaked.
Ben tilted his head to the side and looked at her like she was the one acting strange. “Well, typically, when people make love,” here, Rey flushed deeply - there was no hiding what they were doing now, “they take their clothes off.”
Rey held the bottom of her shirt tight against her stomach. “What if I don’t want to take my clothes off?” Ben hadn’t seen her naked since she was five or six, and that was when he was helping her get a swimsuit on - a far cry from what they were about to do.
“Of course you do, silly. It’ll be warm and nice when we have our clothes off; I promise it’ll feel good.”
With some effort, Ben pried Rey’s shirt out of her hands and pulled it over her head, followed shortly by the front clasp of her bra being popped open. Instinctually, Rey lifted her hands to cover her small breasts. She was mortified that all of the kissing had made her nipples hard, and she didn’t want Ben to see.
“Come on, Rey, you don’t have to hide from me,” Ben said, but still, she wouldn’t move her hands on her own, so he had to pin them over her head, both wrists held in one hand. A groan rumbled in his chest when he looked down at her.
“Oh Rey, you’re perfect,” he said, before lowering her mouth to one nipple.
Her back arched off of the bed and she sucked in a quick breath. As he licked and sucked and pulled her sensitive buds through his teeth, Rey squirmed and twisted her body away from his mouth.
When Ben lifted his head from her chest, his eyes were dilated. Rey recoiled a little bit at the hungry look in his face.
“If I let your hands go, will you try to cover yourself again?” he asked.
Rey shook her head ‘no’, feeling vulnerable in her current position and afraid to do the wrong thing. She just had to keep reminding herself that this was her brother, she could trust him.
So Ben let her wrists go, but no sooner had he done that, he was reaching for the button and zipper of her jeans, then shimming them down her hips. As soon as her pants were off (she was thankful he had spared her some modesty by keeping her cotton panties in place), he pulled his own pants off, leaving just his boxers.
He knelt over her, straddling his knees over hers, and for the first time in a long time, she got a long look at her brother’s body. He had really filled out over the years. His long limbs no longer looked gangly, they looked powerful, like they belonged to a man, not a boy. And his face had a strong jaw, softened only by the pouty lips that had just scorched her skin.
Ben’s eyes drank Rey in at the same time, settling at the place between her legs. He moved his knees so that he was positioned to the side of her and then pushed her legs apart. Rey stiffened, not allowing him to spread her legs more than a few inches, but it was enough for Ben to find what he suspected. He groaned.
“You’re so wet, and I haven’t even touched you here yet.” He lightly traced his finger over her slit, a damp layer of fabric the only thing to separate him from her sex. Rey shivered when the pad of his finger traced over her clit.
Rey wanted to crawl in a hole and die. Nothing was more embarrassing than her own brother seeing her panties wet - to the point of being translucent - from her arousal. Worse was that he had done it to her.
The next thing she knew, Rey’s last stitch of clothing was being peeled from her body. She tried to clamp her legs together, but her inner thighs were slippery, and Ben was stronger than her. Still, she fought him.
“Come on, Rey, open up for me. I want to see how pretty your pussy is.”
“Um, actually, I don’t think I’m ready yet,” Rey managed to get out.
Ben held still for a moment, and Rey was sure that he was going to let go, he would never make her feel uncomfortable. But instead, he waited for her to relax a little bit and then lifted her legs behind her knees, pushing them forward until the soles of her feet faced the ceiling and her pussy was spread open in front of his face.
“Ben!”
“Not ready? Look at how wet you are, you’ve never been more ready to take my cock than you are now.”
Ben lowered his face between her spread legs and the next thing she knew, Rey’s whole vulva was covered by wet warmth. She gasped as his tongue ran up and down the length of her opening, focusing on the underside of her clit. A zing of pleasure went through her and she couldn’t help but lift her hips, seeking more from his mouth.
Ben continued licking and sucking, even snaking his tongue inside of her, which was a peculiar, not-unpleasant feeling, until Rey was panting. Then, he eased a finger into her.
Rey cried out and propped herself up onto her elbows to look down at what Ben was doing to her. Ben lifted his mouth off of her when he felt her moving. He grinned at the wide-eyed look on her face.
“You ever put anything in this sweet little pussy?”
Rey’s face heated at his vulgar words, but she shook her head. “No,” she said, barely audibly.
Ben began to pump his finger in and out, and then a second finger joined the first. When he curled both fingers forward, Rey felt a little gush of liquid come out, like he had pressed a button inside of her. She whimpered at the sensation.
“Feel nice?” he cooed.
Rey nodded, and when Ben brought his lips back to her clit, she collapsed back onto the bed.
Just like that, with his tongue lapping at her clit and his fingers thrusting lewdly in and out of her wet cunt, Rey had her first orgasm with her brother. She moaned and whined as she squeezed rhythmically around his fingers, new wetness pouring from her, straight into Ben’s open mouth.
Gradually, he slowed his motions and let Rey come down from her orgasm. He slipped his fingers out of her then sucked them clean. Rey lifted her head to watch him and noticed the tenting in his boxers. She’d seen pictures and even videos of penises when she was feeling adventurous, but she’d never actually seen one in real life. Ben followed her gaze and lowered his waistband until his cock fell out.
Rey looked between it and his hands, comparing the size of what had just been in her and what he planned to put in her next, and her eyes grew wide as saucers. Ben chuckled and pushed his boxers the rest of the way down.
“B-ben, I don’t know… I don’t think that’s going to fit.” It didn’t look longer than it should, but Rey was worried about the girth. She truly didn’t believe her virgin body had room for him.
Ben’s head cocked to the side again like she was just being silly.
“Of course it will, babies can fit through there.”
Somehow, that didn’t soothe her anxieties. Ben could see the worry on her face and realized that it might be a little more than just first time jitters.
“Alright, how about you go on top, that way you’ll be in control.”
Rey considered. They were already this far, and he was right about at least one thing: as scary as this was, her brother was the only guy she could think of who would be this patient with her; she had to go all the way.
“Okay, I’ll… go on top,” she said awkwardly.
Ben laid on his back on the bed and Rey climbed over him, settling down with her legs folded on either side of his hips. His cock stood rigid, pointing at the ceiling. It twitched and bounced against her lower stomach, leaving a little wet spot where it touched.
Ben guided her to rest on her palms and then gripped her thighs to bring her higher up on his body. As a consequence, his cock pressed between his stomach and her wet lips. Rey froze when she felt his heat against her. This was it, she really had her brother’s bare cock pressed up against her privates.
Still holding her thighs, Ben encouraged her to slide up and down his length. A moan escaped Rey’s lips; she liked that and took up the movement on her own, grinding her hips into his.
“There, now doesn’t that feel good?” he murmured.
“Mhm,” Rey said, but her eyes were screwed shut and she was lost in the feeling of his cock sliding beneath her, slick with her fluids and his precum.
She sped up her motions as she chased another orgasm, but before she could get there, the head of his cock caught just inside of her. Her eyes flew open and she gasped. Ben groaned and she felt him twitch inside of her.
This was definitely thicker than his fingers. Rey could feel herself stretching around him and winced at the slight sting. Ben watched her face as she adjusted to him and kept her thighs in his grasp, ready to push her back down if she tried to get up now.
But she didn’t. Slowly, very slowly, she began to sink down onto her brother’s cock. Ben groaned and let go of one thigh so that he could trace circles around her clit to loosen her up even more. That made her knees spread wider and she took another inch of him.
“That’s it, take your time,” he encouraged her.
The trooper that she was, Rey didn’t stop until Ben’s entire cock was sheathed inside of her. When she reached that point, she looked at her brother and smiled.
“Look, Ben, I did it!”
“Yes you did, and you were
so
brave, but we’re not done yet.”
Ben lifted Rey’s hips so that she rose halfway off of him, then pulled her back down. It was a tight fit, but Rey bit her lip and tried not to show any discomfort she had. Soon, there wasn’t much to hide, as Ben slid in and out of her with ease.
When it was clear that she was enjoying herself again, Ben hugged Rey to his chest and began a lazy, steady rhythm of thrusts.
“Mmm, you feel so good, Rey-bey, you fit like a glove.”
Rey moaned and buried her face in his neck where she placed little kisses. The sweet gesture spurred Ben on, and soon he was thrusting fast enough that the sounds of their bodies meeting each other filled the air. Rey found herself pushing her hips back to meet Ben’s as she chased her next orgasm.
Ben slipped his hand between their bodies and played with her clit. He was surprised she wasn’t oversensitive by this point, but her body responded so well to his touch.
It didn’t take long for Rey to start panting in his ear as her peak approached.
“Are you gonna come on me? Oh, fuck—” Ben could feel her squeezing around him and writhing on top of him. It pushed him over the edge. He had planned on pulling out, but his orgasm came on so fast he could only follow instinct and thrust as deeply into his sister as possible.
Rey took in a sharp breath as she felt his cock twitch and fill her with his hot cum. She tried to rise off of him, but he was still coming and held her hips down until he was done. Only when the last spurt had spilled inside of her did he gingerly lift her body off of his and pull her against his side in bed.
They both laid in silence for a few minutes, catching their breath and processing what had just happened. Ben rubbed his hand over his eyes. I just fucked my little sister. I just fucked her and I came in her. He groaned to himself at the carelessness, but he couldn’t deny that the thought made his cock twitch. When he opened his eyes again, Rey was staring at the ceiling. Ben didn’t know what the right thing to say was, but looking at her, he felt his heart swell with gratitude.
“Thanks for trusting me, Rey-bey.”
She turned her head to look at him. She searched his face, looking for some sign that this was wrong, that she’d made a bad decision, but all she could see was her big brother, who she loved, who had always protected her.
“Thanks for being my first.”
Ben pulled Rey into his side and kissed the top of her head.
“Anything for my baby sister,” he said into her hair, and pulled the blankets over them.