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[talentedscavenger]

[You'll be fine. It'll be fine, Rey told herself, taking in a deep breath as she headed into the quaint coffee shop, The Dark Side of the Mug. There was a steam punk vibe to the décor. A way for the shop to stand out among the many independent coffee breweries in Los Angeles. Rey appreciated the unique style of the place, and the puns they placed in their coffee names.

She pushed a strand of chestnut hair away from her face. She was tempted to gather her hair and place it in a messy bun, but that might give the impression was she more uptight. Which, on a given work day, she didn't care how others perceived her. Today though? She wanted to make a good impression on a cute guy from Tinder. So that meant styling her hair a little, wear a good pair of jeans that hugged her hips just right and a sweater that was comfy and cute. Practical, comfy, and it wouldn't send the poor guy running for the hills.

From their text conversations, Buck seemed sweet, and smart given his line of work. They seemed to vibe well in the digital space. Hopefully they would in the real world too.

In an effort to calm her nerves, Rey got in line to grab a small cup of coffee and waited for Buck at a two top table.]

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[talentedscavenger]

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.

[toomanyevans]

As much as Buck loves sex, and Rey is beautiful with a great body, he will stop at any time. If she rethinks it or decides that she wants to take it slow, Buck won't hold that against her. What matters is that Rey is comfortable, and even though Buck has had a lot of sex with a lot of people, he's never been that guy.

He drops his mouth to hers, kisses her long and deep, letting her get used to the feeling of him against her, and then slowly reaches forward to undo her slacks. If she'll let him, Buck will show Rey exactly what it's like to be with him. He's not being cocky thinking that she's going to really enjoy herself.

Once he pushes her pants down, he goes for the bra, undoing it expertly and then dropping it to the floor. "Do you want to get on the bed?"

[talentedscavenger]

Rey’s trousers and bra were on the floor. Her lips were bruised from Buck’s kisses and her mind was in a fog from it all. Was it possible to get drunk from kisses and touches alone? She wasn’t sure, but there was a question and Buck…he was still wearing his clothes.

“Yeah,” she murmurs, biting her lower lip to keep herself from babbling on and asking why his shirt was the only thing on the floor.

The brunette didn’t have to wonder for much longer. Time flew by and stood still several times. Rey had Buck’s bedsheet draped over her breasts with her head on his pillow and felt utterly exhausted. How many times did she cry out his name? Too many to count—but how the fuck was he that good?

Was Buck a god? A sex god? Possibly…she wasn’t about to rule it out.

There was a faint rumble from her stomach, reminding the young woman that she should eat something—preferably the take out they just got. While that was something she would have to do, that also meant getting out of bed. Could she even move?

“You…are too good at that,” she told Buck, her voice a bit raspy. “I don’t think I can go running tomorrow.”

Cause that? That was a cardio workout.

She brushed back her bangs, forcing herself to turn towards Buck to cuddle against him.

“I’ll get up a few minutes, if that’s okay?”

[toomanyevans]

It's been a while for Buck, but that's been the norm for the last little bit. After deciding what he wants - a relationship and a family - he'd stopped sleeping around entirely so that he could focus on finding something serious. He and Rey are looking for that together now, and although it's fast, he really doesn't regret anything they'd done.

"Take your time," Buck murmurs. "We've got all day." All day to eat, to finish their documentary, to do this all over again. There's no rush at all.

"Gonna have to reheat the food anyway, so we can stay here for a bit." He should find her something to wear, and he will once they both get up. Maybe something easier to remove for later because yeah, he wants to remove them again.

"Yeah, I might skip out on the running too. Especially if it means more cardio with you."

[talentedscavenger]

Rey could feel her cheeks go warm at Buck’s words. Feelings of embarrassment and shyness prompt the young woman to pull the sheets up in an attempt to hide her face. What they did was a cardio workout but it felt like he could keep going! Rey didn’t wonder how much stamina Buck has.

Maybe it’s a natural thing for him? Maybe he has more stamina since it was his day off? Something for her to think about later—assuming, they didn’t jump straight into another round.

“I might have to up my cardio to keep up with you,” she teased lightly, pulling down the bed sheet away from her face after her blush died down. Her stomach rumbled again, forcing Rey to sit up.

“Maybe I should get started on reheating the food.” Since she last ate…hod, how many hours ago? But first, she has to get dressed. Her clothes were on the floor and it wouldn’t be comfy to keep wearing her office outfit. The slacks didn’t provide much room to do a lot in.

“Or, I think head back to my place to change. I should’ve worn something comfier than my office clothes.”

[toomanyevans]

"Mm yeah, we can work you out," Buck teases. He brings his hands up behind his head as he relaxes, then laughs when he hears her stomach rumble. "Am I gonna have to make sure you're fed, too?" It's easy for Buck to do that. He's a caretaker. He wants to take care of Rey.

"Just grab some of mine," he suggests. "I've got shirts and some shorts if you want." There's no need for her to go back home, especially not after getting intimate. They're not going out or anything, so she might as well be comfortable. "You can even take a shower if you want. I can reheat the food."