Nopes, at least not all, just 3 I see standing out on his face

I guess they wouldn’t give much thought much about it really

Originally posted by stitchholdsmyheart

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She’d lie if anyone ever asked her, but there was something … sinful, decadent even, about the way it felt to have Ben Solo rub his come on her neck, thighs, and anywhere else he could get away with when he thought she wasn’t paying attention. She’d realized what he was doing after the second time it’d happened, the pair always adamant about barebacking, but not coming inside of her–especially not when she had something else to do afterwards. He might’ve gotten off on the idea of her dripping with his come, but it wasn’t a feeling she particularly liked, birth control or not.

She kept her mouth shut after that time, after the gentle rub of his fingers along the seam of her thighs, the way that he almost worshipped her skin. Those same hands had pressed finger-shaped bruises into her waist, had squeezed handfuls of her ass before she’d smacked him herself. That he could be gentle, reverent, was not an unwelcome surprise, that was certain.

He’d just come on her stomach, the pair of them having had nothing better to do than to waste away a Saturday afternoon fucking in Kira’s currently abandoned apartment, and as he collapsed back onto her bed she felt herself frown, heart clenched in anticipation.

What was he doing?

She looked over at him, expression still cross, and he looked over half a second later. Actual panic lanced across his face, and she might’ve found it funny if he didn’t cock his head to the side, leaning up onto his elbows.

“Well?” she asked.

His mouth opened, then shut again. “Well … what?”

She scowled, and turned away, lip curling up as she felt his come start to drool onto her side. Gross. God she was an idiot for assuming anything else from him. “Nothing, nevermind. Isn’t it time you left?”

He caught her wrist before she could go too far, reaching quickly up and over to her waist next. As though he knew exactly where, he caught her right before his come could spill over and onto her sheets, pulling her back down onto the mattress and pressing his spend against her skin. Kira tried not to let it show how much she liked it. Dammit. She’d played her cards too quickly, because the shit eating grin on his face was a new one.

“Turn your neck to the side,” Ben murmured, voice soft, and she acquiesced after a moment. She couldn’t let him think she was giving in that easily. Slowly, far more gently than she deserved, he slid his slicked fingers over her skin, and Kira let her eyes flutter shut, her head turned away so that he couldn’t see. It wasn’t about being his, it wasn’t about being property. It was about belonging, having someone who wanted her enough that they were willing to prove it.

As he slid his fingers towards her thighs, she parted them willingly, allowing him access to the soft skin he’d bitten just earlier that afternoon, soothing the marks his teeth had left with the remnants of his come. “I didn’t think you noticed.” His breath was warm on her ear, and she allowed herself a smirk.

“C’mon, Solo. You know I’m not near as oblivious as you are.”

*insert that’s poetic cinema gif here*

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Originally posted by klayymen

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