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[ Rey lets out a small laugh, shaking her head as she tugs him along with her to the bathroom. ]

No, you just looked so sad sitting there I couldn't leave you.

[ Once in the bathroom she moves to turn the shower on, pushing aside the brightly colored shower curtain and letting the water run to heat up before turning back to him. ]

Conserving water is just a bonus.

[He shakes his head, smiling a bit.]

I thought you were going to ask me to leave.

[His hands move to her waist, finally, once she turns to face him. He glances over her shoulder at the tub, watching it fill with hot water.]

I don't know about fitting. In case you didn't notice I am pretty big.

[He grins, kissing her temple.]

[ She's still a little fatigued from their fight, still feeling a little emotionally raw, but she allows herself a soft smile when he settles his hands on her waist and kisses her temple. Her hands rest on his chest lightly, before she turns to look at the bath again. ]

I think it'll be fine if we're showering. Your wings would get bent if you tried to sit down.

Mm. True enough.

[He lets her go again, running a hand through his hair. If only he could will these wings away. He didn't like them. They were inconvenient and awkward. He would have to cut holes in his clothes, as she had mentioned.

He wanted to push down the guilt that he still felt, after it became apparent she wasn't rejecting him. It wasn't easy for him to avoid assuming no matter what it was impossible to feel anything but fear and loathing for him. She was different, willing to understand him.]

Just tell me when you think it's hot enough I guess.

[He looks around her bathroom, feeling a little awkward. It wasn't as if he made a habit of showering with her - or anyone for that matter.]

[ Aware that this is awkward she gently touches his cheek before turning back to the shower, checking the temperature of the water. Deciding it was good she steps back, pressing her back against the wall of the bathroom. ]

You get in first, I think it'll be better than you trying to maneuver around me with your wings.

You don't want to watch me make a fool of myself?

[Smiling warmly, he steps under the warm water, tucking himself to one side of the tub and holding out his hand so that she can step in after him. His wings are tucked neatly at his back, warm water hitting his skin while he stands further back from the spray to let her into the warmth.]

Once a day is probably enough.

[ She smirks at him, turning to grab a hair tie from the countertop and pull her hair up messily. Then she takes his hand, stepping into the tub and into the water, pulling the curtain closed behind her. ]

[For his part he's keeping his hands to himself, reaching for the soap to start scrubbing off the sweat and general grime that came with having sex. He started with his arms as he worked the soap into bubbly suds in his hands.

The scales dotted his neck and shoulders and back where his wings were tucked behind him. Otherwise, he looked perfectly normal as he always did, save for the yellow eyes. She could see the scars littering his body, particularly the most obious ones stretching across his face and down his chest and down by his hip where Chewie had shot him with his bowcaster.]

[ Part of her regrets pulling her along with him for very rudimentary and unsexy cleaning, but it's also strangely interesting to watch. She isn't shy with her gaze, watching as he cleans himself, eyes roving over the scars she's so familiar with. After a moment she moves to take the soap away from him, scrubbing it over her own skin, starting with the obvious mess dripping down her thighs. She turns her back to him to do this, bending over to scrub down her legs. ]

[Her back facing him allowed him to stop focusing so hard on himself - on behaving - quite so much. She was close enough to touch and he had to fight with the impulse to grab her waist or her rear. Her hair was tied up away from her neck which gave him a nice view of her nape. Once he's sure she's done bending down to clean up herself, he steps closer to her to kiss the back of her neck, his hands on her waist.]

Want me to do your hair or no?

[He liked running his fingers through her hair as much as she liked running her fingers through his. It was a simple gesture, but he liked the closeness. She had said they only needed a few minutes to clean up but he wasn't quite so ready for her to be dressed again. He had a few more days before Sanguis was done with him.]

[ Chills run up her spine when he moves in to kiss the back of her neck, her hands moving to cover his on her waist. She leans back against his chest, smiling as she turns her head to kiss his jaw. ]

I wasn't planning on it, but if you think you can do it with those claws...

For once I wish I could be done with Sanguis if I have to have these the whole time.

[It normally wasn't so intolerable if he could reign himself in. There were mixed results, such as right now. He was glad to just be touching her.]

Just a few more days.

[ She turns in his arms, wrapping hers around his neck and lacing her fingers behind his head to tug him down a little so she can press her forehead to his without having to risk standing on her toes in a slippery shower. ]

I wish there were a way to keep ourselves from having these changes. Or just the good ones.

[He would have leaned into her regardless. Being taller than most people, he was used to it. Rey wasn't quite as short as some women he knew - his mother being a good example - but short enough that he still enjoyed teasing her now and gain. He wasn't teasing her right now.

Leaning in, he kisses her, smiling against her lips. If he could bottle up how her lips tasted, soft and pliant against his, he would. He wanted to keep her for as long as she allowed. Maybe he'd keep her as his if she didn't allow it. There was always that thought, possessive and lurking, but he rarely heeded it.]

Me too, but I think I like your wings better than mine. You're still small enough that you wouldn't have problems fitting into doors.

[ She lets out a small huff of laughter, her hands sliding to his face, before drifting down to rest on his chest, loving the freedom to just put her hands wherever she likes. The water is warm on her back, but he's warm too. ]

Poor Ben, so big he can't fit through doors. At least you fit through mine.

Only because I somehow managed to fit a shirt over my wings.

[Her fingers on his skin and scales made him shiver. He could feel the water splashing against her skin from the shower and down her back.]

Should we go dry off? [His hands moved up and down her sides comfortably. As much as he wouldn't mind staying in here with her, there were just as many other places in her apartment he liked. The plants gave it more warmth than his own apartment had. Everything about her was warmer and more pleasant than he was and he couldn't help but bask in it.]

You just need to learn to tuck them in. I don't know why you didn't use your cloak.

[ She smiles, leaning in to press her lips to his chest, just absorbing the feel of his warmth and the water surrounding her, his wet skin on her mouth. She hums at his question, tilting her head back to look at him. ]

I don't know. Are you planning on getting me dirty again after we get out?

Because I blend in better wearing the clothes from this place.

[As if that was obvious only to him somehow. He stuck to his trade mark wardrobe of all-black but beyond that he found himself wearing clothes he'd purchased here more and more. His gloves were only worn for practicing his lightsaber now.]

Mm. Only if you ask nicely? [He smiles teasingly, his thoughts already going in that direction.]

Though your clothes are already off. We wouldn't even have to get undressed again.

[His hand teases along her thigh, thumb stroking and talon scraping along her inner thigh. He drops his mouth to her ear, his voice low when he speaks.]

In case you didn't notice before, I do become insatiable when it comes to you.

[It only became more pronounced during Sanguis. He could remember the times they had sex outside of their respective moonblessings, since the first time, and even then he felt as if he wasn't quite able to satisfy his thirst.]

Yes, you blend into the rainbow riot of clothes people here wear so well.

[ She replies dryly, still smiling. Rey herself wore a mixture, finding she was unwilling to completely discard reliable old garments in favor of some of the strange clothes here.

Thoughts of clothing flee her mind however, as his talons graze her inner thigh, his voice dropping to that low rumble that never failed to make her tingle at her core. She inhales through her nose, her hands gripping his shoulders for a beat, before they slide down, palms resting on his hipbones. ]

The feeling is mutual, you know. I feel like no matter how often we're together it's never enough.

[~~He's scoured this entire city for as much black as he can get his hands on, okay.~~ Just for that comment he bites down lightly on her earlobe, enjoying the way he was affecting her.]

I had some idea that was the case. Though the question is how you want this to go right now.

[He kisses the side of her neck, one hand moving up her spine while the other moved to her lower back to pull her closer. He wanted to feel her skin on his again and he couldn't entirely blame that on the lust filled haze bestowed upon him by the moon.]

[ She bites her lip a he bites her earlobe, the sensation going straight to her cunt. She sighs, her fingers digging into his hips as he pulls her closer. ]

There's some advantage to being where we are right now. Anything dirty you want to do to me can just get washed right away.

[ Turning her head so she can press her cheek to his one of her hands moves, sliding down his hip crease, casually wrapping around his not yet erect cock. ]

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[He gasps in her ear, his hands grabbing her tighter on a reflex. He might not be erect yet but if she kept it up he just might be.]

You're so right. [He laughs lightly, trying to steady himself. She hadn't even started to move her hand and already he was anticipating the knee buckling feeling of her jerking him off.]

So clever. [One of his hands moves to her breast, teasing her nipple with his thumb, the talon sliding over her flesh with each pass.]

[ She sighs as he teases her nipple, her hand gently squeezing the base of his cock and sliding down his length, her thumb circling his head, encouraging his arousal as she turns her head to press her lips to his jaw, her other hand sliding up his side. ]

I have my moments.

[Shivers crawl up and down his spine as she touches him and it feels as if his legs want to give out already. He has to lean back against the nearest wall to stay upright, biting d down on his scale dotted fist as he watches her hand slide up and down his budding erection. It throbbed in her hand when she touched the tip of him.]

No argument here.

[He sighs, trying to resist the urge to grab her hand and thrust into her fist in order to get himself off. Patience would be his reward after all. He certainly saw no down side to her hands on him.]

[ She follows him with her mouth as he leans against the wall, her lips gently sucking a path along his throat, her hand moving languidly along his length. She knows what he wants, so maybe that's why she's doing the opposite, while still trying to give him pleasure. Having him at her mercy satisfies that dark part of her that loves having power over him. The feral creature in the forest, that had circled him like prey. ]

What do you want, Ben?

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