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2015-12-20 06:18 pm (UTC)
In the Absence of More Blankets, Finn/Rey/Poe
In the Absence of More Blankets
Blankets. There have to be more blankets.
Rey had never considered that she would miss the oppressive heat of the desert sun on her skin, the way the hot sand burned her feet. That was before she was unable to sleep because she could not get warm, though. For the last few days she had slept horribly, drifting in and out of slumber all night long because the shivers were so intense they woke her up. Her feet feel like blocks of ice. She stands on her tiptoes and swipes her arm across the top shelf, feeling for something warm and downy. Nothing.
“What are you looking for?”
She spins around. Finn stands there, rubbing his eyes. He doesn't look cold at all. He wears pants and no shirt, with bare feet.
“Nothing,” she says quickly, almost an automatic response. She pauses for a moment. “I mean, I was looking for blankets. It's just a little chilly. It's hard to sleep.” It is just a physical truth, but for some reason it is still little hard to admit. No use for dumb pride to keep her up at night, though.
“I think Poe actually has some more,” Finn says, punctuating his sentence with a yawn. “They were rolled up under his bed.”
“I don't want to bother hi-” Rey starts but Finn is already grabbing at her hand and pulling her along. She can't believe how warm his grip is.
The door to where Poe slept is open. Rey hesitantly follows Finn through the threshold, and when he drops her hand in order to drop to the floor, she mourns the loss of his warmth. He wiggles under the bed to retrieve the rumored blankets, and Rey stifles a giggle at the sight. After a moment, he starts to pull back out, but he starts to stand to early and bumps his hand, hard, on the underside of the bed. He lets out of pained yelp, and Poe sits straight up in bed.
He squints in the dark at both of them, Rey embarrassed and edging closer to the doorway, Finn standing and rubbing at his head. “What are you two doing?”
“Just looking for blankets,” Finn mumbles, sounding sleepy and in a bit of pain. “Rey's cold.”
Poe shifts over in bed and motions for Rey to come closer to him. She hesitates, but then moves forward. When she gets to the edge of the bed, Poe reaches out and takes her arm, holding her around the wrist. He is warm, too. How do they manage to radiate such heat when Rey is slowly freezing to death?
“You're not used to space like we are,” Poe says, almost as if he can read her thoughts. “You're from a desert planet. It takes some getting used to.” He gives a little tug at her wrist, nothing forceful, and Rey finds herself sitting in the spot Poe's body was just at. It is still warm.
“I'd like to try something to help you, if that's okay,” Poe says. When she nods her head, he starts to move her hand farther up around, encircling her back and lying her down, pulling her closer. She jerks for a second when her head comes to lie on his shoulder, but the delicious heat of his body melts any hesitation away. After a moment she feels heat at her back, too, and she realizes that Finn has climbed into bed with them, too. The blanket Poe had been using is stretched over them all, and Rey is surrounded by warmth like she hasn't been since being home on Jakku.
“Is this all right?” she hears Finn ask, and she feels his hot breath on the back of her neck.
“Mmmhmm,” Rey answers in Poe's shoulder, not wanting to move for both reasons of warmth and embarrassment. She heats up very fast. She tucks her cold feet in between Finn's warm legs, enjoying how fast they seem to melt. She nuzzles more into Poe's shoulder, while Finn wraps his arms around her waist and spoons closer.
They lay like the for a few minutes, perfectly content, though Rey feels farther from sleep than she ever had been. She's trying to count backwards in her head to put her to sleep when she feels Finn stiffening, pressed against her behind. It's a moment before he realizes it, then he jerks back, exposing her to the cold. He lay very still, carefully keeping his lower half away from her.
She rolls her body over, and then they are face to face. Finn's eyes are open and surprised, and Rey puts her arms around his neck and pulls him back close to her. Poe has quickly taken his position spooning her from behind. “Don't worry about it,” Rey whispers as she presses her cheek to his bare chest. And in a moment of complete spontaneity, because it is dark and they're tired and it's dark, she moves her head up and turns it so her lips are pressing slightly against his clavicle, and she gives it a small kiss. They is an instant of breath from Finn that sends a strange thrill through Rey, and she does it again. The breath turns into a low moan, and Rey begins to press her body closer to Finn, so that she can feel his erection pressed up against her front. She feels Poe shift behind her, and feels lips on her neck, and she lets out of moan of her own, completely involuntary, and now Rey is feeling a different kind of heat.
It is concentrated between her legs and Rey finds herself stretching her body and pushing between Finn and Poe. She lifts her head up slightly and captures Finn's lips with her own. For everything that is happening, the kiss is soft and gentle. Equally soft and gentle is Poe's hand, palm flat against her stomach and venturing dangerously close to where she so wanted someone to touch her. She turned in the bed and kissed him, too, a whispered please let out somewhere between their exchange of breaths.
She turned back to Finn and began to kiss him more earnestly. He rose up in bed and pushing her down on her her back, kissing her into the pillow. Beside her, she felt Poe slide down, the hand on her belly now pulling down her pants. The first first she felt on her hipbone made Rey jerk, but the second one made her sink even deeper into the bed.
Poe's hot breath on her felt wonderful, but nothing like the first stroke of his tongue against her felt. Everything around her seems to fuse together as Finn kisses her and Poe circles his tongue around her clit. She begins to buck her hips when she feels Poe push two fingers inside of her, but Finn's hands, strong and warm, hold them back down to the mattress.
“Stay still,” he whispers, and Rey sees him staring at Poe between her legs, and she feels him grow harder as he watches. She tries to snake her hands down under Finn's pants, but he stops her. “This is for you right now,” he whispers, and begins kissing up her neck again. She closes her eyes, and thinks about how much she wants one of them inside of her. Poe's fingers and tongue feel amazing, but she pictures Finn above her, pushing inside of her, the look in his eyes so lustful, grateful. She thinking about that when she comes, a swirl of heat spreading out to every inch her body. She lifts her hips of the bed again, and this time Finn lets them fly. Poe's fingers are still deep inside of her, and when he pulls them out she grabs the collar of his shirt, she tugs on it so that he crawls up her body so that they are face to face. She kisses the mouth that still tastes like her, thoroughly, running her hands up through his thick hair, feeling the full weight of his body on top of her. And then he slides back down beside her, Finn presses back up against her, and they resume the positions they had been in before, Rey sandwiched between the two of them, all three radiating heat.
And she sleeps all night.
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