[ Poe's picked up quite a few languages in his travels across the galaxy, but he wouldn't have needed to know exactly what it means to understand it perfectly. His first impulse isn't to chuckle at her inexperience, the breath that it drags out of him is all about heat and an impatience that nearly matches her own. They're so close now, it's only a matter of a slight shift in position to turn the slow rock of his hips into thrusts rather than the slow grind they're moving with right now, but he's not so lost in it that there isn't still restraint in the way he moves. Definitely not so distracted that he's not paying very intent attention to how she reacts to it all, so it's not difficult to catch his hand, or to guide it down between them.
It could have been an unspoken request to slow things down, and to say that he wouldn't mind touching her and exploring every inch of her with his fingers first would be an understatement, but even while his fingers slide smoothly over her and her own hand pulls back, he can tell that what she wants hasn't changed. As new as this is to her she hasn't wanted him to hold back, and he's not about to start now.
So instead of just touching her he's shifting his weight back onto his knees so that he has both hands free, so he doesn't have to stop stroking even while he's wrapping his other hand around himself, guiding that hard length just until he's worked the tip inside her. He's expecting her to be tight, probably too tight to push this too hard, too fast, but that's fine. It gives him a chance to really feel every part of this, to say nothing of getting to watch her while he gives it to her.
He won't be too gentle with her. As long as she wants more, he's not going to slow down, not when he wants this just as much as she does, and when neither of them is in a patient mood slow just isn't going to factor into it. ]
Rey—
[ Even if she finds the will to ask what he might have been about to say before a groan interrupts it, he might not be able to tell her. It's just so much more than he was expecting. From this place, from her, even from himself. ]
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It could have been an unspoken request to slow things down, and to say that he wouldn't mind touching her and exploring every inch of her with his fingers first would be an understatement, but even while his fingers slide smoothly over her and her own hand pulls back, he can tell that what she wants hasn't changed. As new as this is to her she hasn't wanted him to hold back, and he's not about to start now.
So instead of just touching her he's shifting his weight back onto his knees so that he has both hands free, so he doesn't have to stop stroking even while he's wrapping his other hand around himself, guiding that hard length just until he's worked the tip inside her. He's expecting her to be tight, probably too tight to push this too hard, too fast, but that's fine. It gives him a chance to really feel every part of this, to say nothing of getting to watch her while he gives it to her.
He won't be too gentle with her. As long as she wants more, he's not going to slow down, not when he wants this just as much as she does, and when neither of them is in a patient mood slow just isn't going to factor into it. ]
Rey—
[ Even if she finds the will to ask what he might have been about to say before a groan interrupts it, he might not be able to tell her. It's just so much more than he was expecting. From this place, from her, even from himself. ]