Call Out My Name // Ben Solo

Take You In (smut)

....."You saved me." she said, before smiling and almost passing back out. Ben Scooped her up "come on, don't fall asleep. We need to get you in the shower", Dorian moaned out "hmmm I don't wanna", making Ben shake his head, "well you have too come on." He placed her on her feet and helped her walk to the shower. The shower was compact, barely big enough for Ben to move around freely, so having to put her in the shower and help her was going to be difficult. There was a small built in seat under the shower head. He sat her down and turned the water on, the cold water caused her to gasp and curse. The water quickly warmed and she relaxed under it. Ben took a cloth and soap, and began washing her arms, and up her shoulders. He moved up to her face lightly rubbing it, and her moaning from his touch. That feeling came over Ben, again. The way her dress clung to her soft curvy skin, the way her skin looked when wet. He didn't realize that Dorian was watching him, watch her. Their eyes were locked, and Dorian leaned forward, and Ben turned the water off. They both stood up at the same time, just starring at one another. The top of her head reached Ben's shoulders, and seeing him tower over her, was intimidating. She looked up at him with a straight face, and gave the smallest nod. Ben on, instinct latched himself onto her, leaning down kissing her, passionately caressing her wet clothes and body, his over sized hands squeezed her sides, and then worked their way up to the straps of her dress, but was hesitant if she was going to let him do what he wanted to do. 

Dorian tugged and pulled his pull over vest, wanting to tug it off, which Ben used as a gauge saying it was okay to pull the straps of her wet dress down. She helped him push the straps down, letting the dress fall to the floor. She was able to free Ben on his shirt, and undid her top, which shocked Ben. She was as eager as he was, putting her arm around his neck pulling him more down to her level aggressively. Ben's hands traveled down to her ass, and picked her up, causing her to squeal and giggle. He carried her to his dimly lit room, and laid her down softly on the bed, and crawled between her legs hovering over her and kissing her passionately. She tugged his pants down, and he helped her pulling his boots along with them. Dorian gasped at his engorged member, making Ben hum with confidence. He leaned back down and began kissing her placing her hands above her head, making his way down to her neck. Neither one of them had ever done anything like this, so they were fumbling over themselves and each other. 

Dorian's breath was labored, she was shaking with nerves, Ben could feel her trembling beneath him. "Are you okay?", he asked softly. Dorian nodded and whispered "are you?", he gave a small smirk and nodded. The two began kissing again, and Ben pressed himself against her entrance, and took one hand, splaying it across her stomach, and guided himself into her with his other hand. Dorian gasp and whined out, which made Ben have to stop and slow down, due to his throbbing member about to burst. They both adjusted to one another, before Ben found himself holding her close, making eye contact with one another. The intensity was bordering brutal, the feeling of each others touch sent vibrations throughout their body, he pressed his forehead to hers not wanting to break eye contact with her. He admired her beauty, and her soft body. The two of them were reaching their end, they began to pant, grunt and whine their way through their climax. Ben collapsed next to her with his arm tucked around her. She adjusted herself and nuzzled herself into his body, and the two of them found themselves in a blissful sleep.