Chapter Text
Universe: Lindòrea
Setting: The Millennium Falcon.
Timing: One month after the epilogue
Starring: Rey and Ben
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WATER
The sonic shower cleanses the pores in depth. Rey has been telling herself this for years. It is convenient and functional and the one she had installed in the AT-AT that served as her home on Jakku also had some pretty nice extras that she had built with her own hands such as the music diffuser.
But the water...
On Jakku a real bath was a luxury. She would save at least two years to be able to afford one. It was a leisure. The greatest amusement, for desert scavengers like her, the lowest and poorest social class.
When she discovered the Falcon's shower, she felt in heaven. She still remembers the intoxicating sensation of the first jet of water on her skin. When, a year later, she stepped into the bathtub at Ben's quarters on the Finalizer, she thought she would never want to get out again.
The water was pure. Not recycled. Clear. Precious, magnificent water. And that scent...
The same scent she smells now, as the spray slides over her. At that exact moment.
The Falcon again, of course. On the road again, just the two of them. And a break due in a distant port.
Magnificent. He is magnificent as foam covers his statuesque body.
She enjoys his fingers in her hair, on her neck, down her back. The temperature of the water is as perfect as that of their bodies quivering with laughter, kisses, caresses. Lukewarm water. More water in her life.
Every time he says 'I'm going to take a shower' she doesn't resist and adds 'I'll come with you'. Because, together, they form two irresistible temptations. Because he, his body, his perfume, the foam running over his skin make even water more precious.