A Galaxy Of Green - A Reylo Fan Fiction (ON HOLD)

Good News And Bad News

Author's Note: I wanted to have two chapters done this weekend, but sadly I only was able to get one done. I think you will like it nonetheless. Smut warning. Enjoy! ♡

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Rey fixed her hair into an elegant bun, smoothing at flyaway hairs as she gazed at herself in the mirror. Ben had said they would need to shop prior to their trip to Canto Bight, but never would she have guessed they were in need of formal attire. The dress she ended up picking was black. Not only did she know Ben would like it, it fit like a dream. A slit up the side, sleeveless, with just enough cleavage peeking through the keyhole in the neckline. Simple enough for her taste, formal enough for the occasion.

Tonight she felt oddly nervous. Perhaps it was because they were so close to finding the First Order. Though if she was truly honest with herself, she hadn't felt like herself ever since they had returned from Mandalore. She had waved off the occasional feelings of nausea that had came and went as anxiety about the mission. She hoped that once they found the answers they were looking for, the feeling would go away. For now, she just wanted to go to Canto Bight, find the buyer, and report back to Leia.

Rey gave herself one more look-over in the mirror before she exited the Falcon's bedroom. The sound of her heels echoed oddly in the halls. She wobbled a bit, unsteady from not being used to the footwear. As she rounded the hall, she saw Ben pacing in the hub of the Falcon. She smiled to herself, happy she wasn't the only nervous one.

He stopped when he caught a glimpse of her, his head snapping up. He stared at her wide eyed.

"Do you like it?" Rey asked, giving a small twirl. She stumbled to a stop, offering him a silly grin.

"I more than like it." He said as he approached her. She blushed.

He was wearing a solid black tuxedo jacket with a silk collar. It was very similar to his Knight of Ren attire, only less armored.

"Much nicer than the outfit from the bar." She teased as she reached out her hands towards Ben.

"I liked that outfit too you know." Ben said, taking her hands and pulling her into him.

"If you look this beautiful now.... I can only imagine what you'll look like on our wedding day."

Rey lightly laughed.

"If your mother has her way, I'm sure I'll look like some sort of dessert."

"She's just excited." Ben said. "But you get final say in everything. It's your day."

"It will be OUR day." Rey said, rubbing a hand up Ben's forearm.

Ben smiled and leaned down to capture her lips in a kiss.

What started as a simple kiss soon became very heated. Ben's hands ran down her sides, cupping at her bottom. Rey moaned as his fingertips dug into her flesh through the soft fabric of the dress. He nipped and sucked at her neck.

"Don't mess up my hair." She breathed heavily to him.

"I won't." He growled, reaching a hand down through the slit of her skirt. She gasped as his fingers grazed against her growing wetness. Ben smirked at her reaction as he slid her undergarment to the side, letting two of his fingers inch up into her folds.

"I just got myself dressed." Rey whined.

"I can't help it you're so damned attractive when you're all dolled up." Ben growled as he curled his fingers inside her. This elicited a loud moan from Rey. She clawed at his biceps.