Nerves start to creep in as Rey follows Buck up the stairs into his room. There’s still time to back out, for her to change her mind, but if she does she knows she’ll regret it. Were they moving too fast? Possibly? Maybe? She pushes the thoughts out of her head, moving to sit in the edge of his bed to take off her socks.
It was quite the sight to watch him strip off his shirt, seeing him topless again when over an hour ago she made a comment about him getting cold. He has tattoos on his body, ones she’s curious about, if he got them for one reason or another.
“Am I?” She teases, slowly standing up from his bed to bridge the distance between them. Her body was lean and had some muscle to it from running. There were freckles sprinkled over her shoulders and back. A minor distraction from the faint scars on her skin—years of working for her guardian as a condition of her living with them. They were proof that she lived through that horrid situation and came out on the other side.
Her hands go to the hem of her shirt, tugging it up and over her head. The shirt falls to the floor, they’d worry about clean up later.
Rey bridges the gap between them, standing on her toes to reach up to Buck, caressing the side of his face and drawing him into another long kiss. She still has her bra, pants and panties on, but it wouldn’t be long until those came off.
Part of her wanted to rush, but the other part wanted to take their time before leading up to that big moment. She would follow his pace though, as she wanted it to be pleasurable for both of them.
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Date: 2025-06-01 11:48 pm (UTC)It was quite the sight to watch him strip off his shirt, seeing him topless again when over an hour ago she made a comment about him getting cold. He has tattoos on his body, ones she’s curious about, if he got them for one reason or another.
“Am I?” She teases, slowly standing up from his bed to bridge the distance between them. Her body was lean and had some muscle to it from running. There were freckles sprinkled over her shoulders and back. A minor distraction from the faint scars on her skin—years of working for her guardian as a condition of her living with them. They were proof that she lived through that horrid situation and came out on the other side.
Her hands go to the hem of her shirt, tugging it up and over her head. The shirt falls to the floor, they’d worry about clean up later.
Rey bridges the gap between them, standing on her toes to reach up to Buck, caressing the side of his face and drawing him into another long kiss. She still has her bra, pants and panties on, but it wouldn’t be long until those came off.
Part of her wanted to rush, but the other part wanted to take their time before leading up to that big moment. She would follow his pace though, as she wanted it to be pleasurable for both of them.