Force connections

Double the pleasure

I stopped. My eyes roaming around the dark room. I felt a movement next to me and sat up quickly. There she was, sat on the bed next to me. Her eyes wide, her lips slightly parted, I noticed that she was breathing hard. We sat like that for a moment looking at each other, the situation sinking into my mind. She looked like she did because she had felt everything I had felt so far. We were both experiencing my pleasure. The thought excited me.  That was a surprise, I thought that I would feel embarrassed or cross that she knew I'd been weak but all I felt upon seeing her was a strong urge to continue, to give us both pleasure.  A Sudden rush of arousal travelled down through my stomach making me suck in my breath. I watched her and saw her do the same, a small gasp escaping her lips, She had felt that too. She was watching me closely. I lay back down, my eyes never leaving hers as I let my hand find its way back under the covers. I trailed it down my stomach, sending a shiver through my body. I let my breath out in a shaky gasp and she did the same. When my hand reached my underwear I pushed under the waistband and let my fingers touch the soft skin of my hard erection. I didn't usually allow direct touches and so this sudden skin on skin contact made me buck against my hand a gasp escaping my lips. I had closed my eyes but now a low moan from next to me made them snap open again, she had lain down next to me and even in the dark I could see that her eyes were filled with desire. The noise from her forced a similar noise from my lips and I continued where I had left off, my fingers now wrapping tightly around myself. I began to slide my hand slowly up and down, fighting the urge to pump my hips against my hand. I looked at her, her eyes were shut, her own hips rising and falling under the covers, soft moans slipping from her as I continued, pleasure rushing through my body in waves. I increased the pace, watching and hearing her respond, making me pant, wanting so badly to have my release but afraid to do so. I moaned loudly as I neared my goal, feeling moisture on the tip as I continued, her noises matching mine in my ears. I felt my body begin to tense and I quickly pulled my hand away with a shaky gasp, my hands flying up on top of the covers. I was breathing heavily, shaky, ragged gasps escaping my lips, waiting for the pleasure to die down. She had stopped writhing and now sat up in the dark and looked at me, her own breathing ragged, "Ben, why did you stop?". I looked at her, still struggling to control myself, "I cannot keep going. It's,it's not allowed" I said shakily. I saw her frown, "Ben, have you never allowed yourself that release?" She asked studying me, I shook my head slowly and before I had thought about it I was asking her the same question, I watched her blush and lower her eyes as she answered me "I have never given myself to a man but I have allowed myself to experience pleasure many times by my own hand, I have had that release Ben and it's wonderful, all of your thoughts become clear in that moment". I considered that for a moment and then I also sat up, my body turned to face her "Your powers haven't gone? You are still so strong with the force?" Rey nodded and then lay back down, biting her lip self consciously as I watched her push her own hand under the covers. It took me a moment to realise that she was touching herself. She didn't look at me, just kept her eyes shut, her hand moving quickly under the sheets. I felt my failing erection stiffen again as I heard the first moan escape her lips. I moved closer to her, almost as I had been on that day so long ago when I had integrated her, studying her face, the way her brows drew together with each moan. I wanted to touch her.  Gingerly I reached out in the dark and touched her shoulder that was pumping up and down with the motion of her hand. She jumped, her lust filled eyes flying open to look at me and then her hand was resting on mine, guiding it onto her breast. It was my turn to jump, I had wanted so badly to see what she felt like there and now I was moving my hand about as she writhed under me, feeling the soft flesh and hard nipple through her clothes. She was panting now, her head resting against my arm as I stroked her rapidly  rising and falling chest. Suddenly she stopped, pushing the covers from her so that I could see her hand moving about under the thin fabric of her trousers and I could hear it now too, she was so wet, I moaned involuntary at this sound, my hand running down onto her stomach, making her shudder. Her eyes were open now as she worked on herself and she was looking in mine, our ragged breathing almost in sink with one another, my erection damp and throbbing under the sheets. As her moans became more regular and her movements more urgent her eyes flickered shut and then she sucked in her breath for a moment before releasing it in a loud whoosh, her whole body shuddering, her hips bucking upwards, moans pouring from her lips as she had her release. I was left breathless from watching and listening to her, was that what she did often? Even before she had come to be with the resistance? Even when she was a scavenger? I was panting slightly, my own need throbbing persistently under the covers. I watched her try to calm herself, taking in shaky breaths , guessing that she was struggling with this due to how aroused I felt. Finally she looked at me. I had propped myself up on one arm so that I could look at her, it seemed so much as if she were really here I thought, letting my eyes roam over the flushed skin of her face and neck. "Ben, touch yourself again" she whispered. I lay down on my back and let my hand find its way to my damp, hard erection, gripping it again. I looked at her, watching as she moved closer to me, until we were only inches apart and her breath was tickling my cheek. I glanced at her soft lips as I began to move my hand again and she mirrored me as we both groaned at the sensation and then suddenly her lips were on mine, kissing me furiously as I worked my hand in a steady motion. I moaned into her mouth as she gasped, our tongues finding each other's and then she lifted up so that her face was above mine and she was looking in my eyes "Ben. Keep going" she said breathlessly, I nodded moaning in harmony with her as a deep feeling of pleasure filled my body. I felt her hands on my chest, tracing the scar she had given me and then her lips were on mine again. God the feeling was so intense now that my hand was driven to move faster and faster, both of us crying out at the increased speed, our cries and moans swallowed up in the others mouth as we kissed and then her body was pressing up against my bare leg and I could feel her dampness even through her clothing. She was moving herself against my leg, bucking against me in time with the pace I was keeping and I could feel all of her, her warmth and her wetness.  I knew that I was now at the point of no return, my whole body was wrapped up in pleasure, my stomach muscles were beginning to tighten, I knew that I was almost there. Her hands were gripping at my stomach, her nails lightly scratching my skin, adding to my pleasure and then it happened.  The most intense burst of pleasure shot through my body and we both cried out in unison, her body still bucking against my leg.  I felt another wave of pleasure and another and another as my hand and stomach became damp.  I felt her shudder heavily against me as she revelled in my pleasure.  It had happened, at last and she had experienced it all in a way no other could. 

Afterwards I lay there waiting for my breathing to calm down and she did the same, snuggled against my chest. I took a deep breath and looked down at her sweet, sweaty little face and before I knew what I was doing, I had kissed her forehead, just as the force bond faded.