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Could've Gone Mad	By : dezzu Category: Star Wars (All) > Het - Male/Female Views: 13095 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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On an ordinary day, Rey goes for a bumpy ride.

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They couldn’t have picked a worse speeder bike to steal.

The modest collection of vehicles parked outside the city’s largest traders’ bar had been a dismal lot. The 74-Z speeder had seemed, upon a purely visual appraisal, to be the best-kept machine – with little grime or rust to be seen on its surface – and could hold them both.

The silent coordination and teamwork between the two of them would have led an observer to believe that they had committed this kind of theft many times before. Kylo used the Force to persuade the lone, half-drunk guard to abandon his post and go relieve himself against the side of the building, while Rey quickly bypassed the lock on the bike.

He mounted the speeder once she had taken her position at the helm, wrapping an arm around her waist and assuming the same low posture as her in the hopes they wouldn’t be easily spotted. He held a small blaster against his thigh in what was probably too relaxed of a grip; it nearly flew out of his hand when the speeder came to life a second later.

With a high-pitched whine and teeth-chattering lurch, it made its debut as the worst machine Rey had piloted in a long time. The guttural groans from the rear, shimmying and vibration through the handgrips were undeniable clues that it was in dire need of repair.

He squeezed her gently to encourage her to hurry the hell up, though it wasn’t necessary. She expertly whipped the quaking bike through the mess of thrashed speeders and into the fading evening light, heading east towards the mountains.

While she had no problem steering the bike as they picked their way through the rocky landscape, it continuously shuddered, jerked and dipped, making Rey work every tendon and muscle to keep the thing from bucking her off. His weight behind her helped to anchor her low in the seat and his arm around her was reassuring, but the body heat they were exchanging in this stressful embrace quickly left the back of her shirt and the front of his stuck together in sweaty matrimony.

As they neared their destination – a small cave hidden behind a pile of jagged boulders at the base of a mountain – Rey began to relax her tense muscles, and slowed the bike. She’d been mentally cataloging all of the things that could be wrong with it during their getaway, hoping that she’d have all of the tools she needed in the small stash they had inside their modest little hideout.

Lurching to a stop that knocked the air out of their lungs and left them gasping for breath, they hastily dismounted the speeder and stashed it inside the entrance of the cave. The boulders which shielded the space from view also had the added benefit of blocking any scanners that could possibly detect the vehicle’s heat signature.

Though tired, overheated and sore, they were mutually pleased with their haul. With luck, Rey could get the bike fixed up, and it could fetch a good price when it came time to sell it, as they’d done with their previous speeder that same morning. Of course, they would then need to find a “free” form of replacement transportation...

They spent the night together in their little dwelling as they’d done for the past couple of weeks; Rey dozing with her head in his lap, his fingers lightly caressing her hair or neck as he kept watch. After a few hours of quiet solitude, he’d wake her up and trade places with her. They’d continue this little cycle throughout the night, finally breaking it with some much needed stretching, yawning and eating just as the planet’s sun announced the day.

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Rey wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand and nodded, a small sigh of accomplishment escaping from her parted lips. It was almost time to test her repairs.

From the floor a few feet away, Kylo had been watching her with interest for the last few hours, unable to tear his dark eyes away from her alluring crouching, bending and twisting form as she worked at inspecting and tuning the speeder. His chest would shake with silent laughter at her occasional muttered curses at the machine – and at its former, apparently incompetent owner – when she discovered yet another fault in its setup. He remained completely silent during her work, his ears keen to detect any incoming threats from outside.

With her back towards him, she stood and wiped her hands on a cloth to clean off the grease and grime. His eyes roamed freely over her, lingering on her ass as she bent to roughly brush the dust off her pants.

His lust for her hadn’t abated in the months they’d spent together, but in their current predicament, at least one of them almost always had to remain alert, so their romantic encounters had been few and far between as of late.

They hadn’t lost themselves in sweaty, passionate abandon for a few days, and they’d last found release with a hurried application of wet mouths, hands and fleshy, pink appendages just before embarking on yesterday’s vehicular exploits. He was hopeful that an opportunity to ravage her, and to be ravaged by her, reared its head soon.

She turned to him then, and her eyes were immediately drawn to the mountain of evidence in his pants that he’d been checking her out as she worked. She winked at him, a soft smile lifting the corners of her full lips, and shoved the rag and tools into a nearby bag. He rose then, approaching her from behind and slipping an arm around her waist to pull her back flush against his groin.

She sighed deeply and pressed back against him, resting the back of her head on his collarbone. His grip tightened around her for a moment before releasing her.

He did a quick check outside, and then helped her maneuver the speeder to the cave entrance. They watched and waited with baited breath for several minutes. Hearing some of the small, energetic creatures quietly chattering in the rocks surrounding their compound was a little reassuring that no threats were near, and with a nod from him, they pulled the speeder out into the blaring noonday sun.

If anything went wrong starting it up, they didn’t want it to happen near the cave. The energy field that kept it hovering above the ground added too much drag for Rey to pull the bike on her own, so he supplemented her strength by bringing up the rear, blaster in hand.

In a small patch where there was more dirt that rocks, Rey started the speeder from the ground and quickly backed away in case it decided to launch itself into its next adventure of its own accord. He was positioned a short distance away, keeping watch.

She gave him an eager smile after it remained contentedly idling in place for a few moments; none of the bad behavior from yesterday was manifesting itself now.

He joined her in mounting the machine, and keeping a relatively slow speed, they started heading west. They’d agreed earlier that if it seemed ready and willing, they’d make a run to the small river nearby.

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It hummed along nicely at higher speeds, and the short ride was infinitely more comfortable for them both as they made their way from the mountains and over the rocky plain. As they neared the river, she dropped them to a lower speed, and he noticed an immediate, distinct change in how it felt underneath him. He was damn sure she felt it too.

What was before a persistent but minute vibration in the seat had turned into a rapid but gentle thrumming, and he felt it travel from his tailbone to the base of his skull. She squirmed a bit in her seat in front of him, and a wry smile tugged at a corner of his mouth as she shifted her hips back a bit more into his groin. He gave her a firm squeeze and felt his heart rate picking up as he imagined how the vibration might be affecting the delicate, sensitive flesh between her thighs.

As they slowed their approach, he hunched forward, bringing his lips alongside her ear. “Keep it idling,” he instructed, gripping her hip for added emphasis. She gave a nod and shuddered slightly against him.

Rey brought the speeder to a stop, concealing them behind a large clump of brush against the wall of the small canyon that the narrow river meandered through. They could hide it there, have something to drink or eat, or simply rest in a little bit of shade in relative seclusion. They’d used that spot, and a few others like it, several times over the past few weeks as a respite from the cave. In all of their visits to the river bank, they’d never encountered anyone except the small rock-dwelling creatures that chattered angrily at them if they came too close.

He released her from his grip as they both straightened in the seat, but neither made a move to dismount the gently idling speeder. He shifted and leaned back a little, watching in rapt fascination as she took advantage of the added space to arch her lower back, shifting her hips and trying to make better contact between her needy flesh and the purring machine underneath her. It seemed that she was as desperate for stimulation as he was.

After a few moments of shifting and grinding, she seemed to find the perfect position to send the vibrations to where she needed them the most, and her head fell back slightly, a low moan escaping from her parted lips.

His cock had grown painfully hard as he watched the erotic scene unfolding in front of him with morbid fascination, imagining that as she was gently swiveling her hips, she was riding him instead. He gripped his rigid erection through the thick fabric of his pants as it strained for something to make contact with.

Rey couldn’t get enough of the gentle, pulsing rumble coursing through the seat and teasing the skin between her thighs. Moisture flooded her mouth and from her throbbing entrance, dampening the thick fabric of her pants and causing the friction with her clit to feel silken and slippery.

She started to grind herself more fervently into the seat, and he had to fight the urge to simply grasp her slender hips and pull her towards him. The vibration wasn’t having much of an effect on him, but the strength of her reaction to it was greatly spurring his own desire.

He sat up, giving her plenty of room to continue to buck as she pleased, and let his hands sit lightly on her hips before sliding them up and under the hem of her top, his rough fingertips making brushing, teasing contact with the soft skin just below her ribcage.

Her head fell back to rest on his shoulder, arching her chest in a silent request to him. He was more than happy to oblige, and slipped his hands up and under the cloth binding her breasts to gently cup her two peaks, eliciting a soft moan from her as he lightly brushed his fingers over the hardened tips.

With her ear so close to his parted lips, he couldn’t resist giving her some insight into how seeing her losing control was making him feel.

“I’ve got something that I want you to ride.”

She groaned, loving the contrast between his light, controlled touches and the darkly spoken words that belied his lust for her.

While she might have been able to grind her way to completion against the seat, she was aching to be filled by any part of him. “I hope it gives me a rough ride,” she panted, reaching back with both hands and gripping his knees.

The last thread of his patience ripped at her whispered words, and in a heartbeat he’d dug his fingers under her ass, lifting her as he leaned back and slipped his lower half forward, depositing her on his groin. His hands roughly grasped her waistband and jerked her pants down to just below her ass. He released her, and she awkwardly straddled his muscular thighs, feeling his hurried movements behind her to release his straining cock from the confines of his pants. She shivered in anticipation, gently rocking her hips, now missing the percussive vibrations from the bike.

He placed his hand on her lower back and rubbed her exposed skin for a moment with his palm, admiring her curves. His thumb lightly brushed along the cleft between the soft globes of her ass, causing her lower back to arch under his touch.

He shoved one hand under her, lifting her up so he could position the tip of his cock against her glistening entrance. Her hands gripped his thighs as she straddled him, trying to support more of her weight on her arms. The swollen, pink lips of her pussy looked primed and ready for him, and he groaned at the sight.

He slipped the tip slowly and lightly through her folds, coating himself with a mixture of her honeyed essence and a wealth of his own precum. His eyes rolled back in pleasure at the silky, wet heat of her making contact with his over-sensitized flesh. He held his shaft, rigid and ready, the head pressed gently against her entrance, and gave the cheek in his hand a squeeze.

She took his touch as a signal to begin pressing back into him, but she was wrong – so wrong – in her assumption that she was going to be in control, getting to take her time in welcoming his length inside of her. Suddenly capturing them in an iron grip, he slammed her hips down, driving his thick shaft home inside her tight, gripping channel. His head fell back, eyes rolling over white with the exquisiteness of finally being inside the clutching, gripping heat of his woman.

Her hoarse, sharp cry at his sudden intrusion into her body set his blood to boiling, and with a visceral groan he began to use his large hands to make her bounce roughly on his cock, his arms straining to maintain his hold on her as her body reflexively tried to pull away from him.

While her pussy wasn’t prepared in the moment for his rough treatment, her mind was reeling in bliss from it, and his name spilled from her lips sounding like a plea...and not one for mercy.

She held on for dear life as he speared her over and over again, every stroke pulling at the walls of her channel and bumping the head against her cervix. The air was being repeatedly knocked out of her lungs as her ass made crushing contact with his hips, and she felt lightheaded and floaty.

Her muscles soon became more accommodating, her moans more frequent and musical to his ears. He released one of her hips from his bruising grip, and slipped a hand down between them. Slowing his thrusts, he rubbed his thumb lightly against her entrance and along his shaft between strokes, capturing some of her essence. He then slipped the digit up along the sensitive flesh between her cheeks and rotated the tip in circles around the tight ring of her rectum. She moaned hungrily in response, and so he continued to dip into her slick liquid and tease her, lubricating her for a few moments more before suddenly popping the tip of his thumb into her ass.

Sweat was now pouring down her face, trickling into the neckline of her top and between her breasts. She shuddered so hard her teeth chattered when his thumb entered her and groaned loudly from deep within her chest. The gentle movement of his thumb inside of her sent shockwaves of pleasure up her spine, almost overwhelming her already pleasure-addled mind. She gulped large lungfuls of air, blinking and trying to focus.

With renewed determination, she tightened her grip on his thighs as she took over for their final act, clenching her jaw, arms and thighs as she slowly and expertly worked his shaft in and out of her clenching pussy, grinding down against his balls and rotating her hips on the upstroke just the way she knew he liked.

“Fuck...Rey!”

His cry from behind her made her smile momentarily as she panted through lips that were now stinging from being constantly remoistened by her tongue and sweat. She felt that telltale sensation inside of her that let her know he was close, and on the downstroke, she could feel his tightening sac making contact with the sensitive skin just below the cheeks of her ass.

She’d found her rhythm, and switching all of her weight to one arm, she slipped the questing fingers of the other between her folds to gently rub the soft pearl of flesh there, hastening her own release.

Her focus suddenly narrowed to a single point of sensation between her fingers, and she exploded around him with a silent scream, her body arching, jerking and spasming above him.

He’d felt her walls tighten just before her release, her muscles squeezing his cock like they were trying to rip it from his body. She shuddered and pulled at his shaft, wringing his release out him in hard spurts into her silken heat, the force of it leaving him completely breathless underneath her. His hips jerked weakly in the aftermath, slowly rolling her limp frame as she hunched forward over his thighs.

Panting in exhausted bliss, Rey gently lifted herself from her lover’s hips, releasing his cock and his thumb from her body. He grunted softly from behind her, making her lungs shake in tired, silent laughter.

It was awkward moving around with her pants halfway down her thighs, so she tugged them up as best she could. With shaky limbs that felt like they were made out of soup, she turned around to help him put his now deflated cock back into his own pants. He limply raised an arm as she crawled over his body, laying her head gently on his heaving chest and arranging the rest of herself on top of him in a sweaty heap. He loosely wrapped his arm around her shoulders, fingers making lazy circles against her upper arm.

Below their tired bodies, the speeder continued to purr contentedly.

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