Rose had decided and Rey had confirmed, Ben was made of muscle. Rose loved how warm he was, how soft his lips were. His hands were gentle on her even when they were getting hot and heavy.

He loved how she took him at face value, her attitude was refreshing. She was cute and her plump curves did something to him and her willingness to touch him was refreshing.

They were going at it in his tiny cabin. Rose moaned as he slid into her, slowly, an inch at a time, watching her face, she knew he was worried about hurting her. Rose chuckled, “I will let you know if you hurt me.”

He returned her smile and they kissed, and he began thrusting deeply, pressing her into the mattress.

Suddenly he lifted his head, “Oh kriff!” and a second later the door buzzed.

If it had been Rey, Rose would have been not too bothered, but it was not Rey’s voice that flittered through the door. “Ben?”

“Not now Mom!” he reached out and was attempting to hold the door closed. When she heard the general’s voice Rose had scrabbled for the sheets, difficult because Ben was still inside her, pinning her to the bed.

The door was finally flung open and whatever Leia was about to say died on her lips. Finally she managed, “Technician Tico.”

“General Organa.”

“Can this wait?” he panted, “Mother?”

“I’ll be in my office, come find me later.”

He rested his head against Rose, shifting only a little bit, “Where were we, why are you laughing?”

“It’s just the hilarity of the situation. Oh!” she playfully yelped as he gave a slightly hard thrust.