#nsfw.ish.

     Ben partially awoke as he felt the blankets around him being adjusted, and then the soft press of Rey's lips against his cheek was enough to rouse him the rest of the way, at least without coffee. "Good morning," he mumbled, eyes still closed, and he reached out to draw her closer against his body. "In case I didn't already say so, I had a great time last night." He pressed her chin up with his thumb so he could kiss her throat, admiring each freckle on her skin.

     The AI host seemed about to answer his somewhat rhetorical question when Dany dismounted from her barstool somewhat inelegantly and lunged for him, looping an arm around Takeshi's neck to drag him down to her height. He tasted the liquor on her tongue in his mouth, the sweetness enough to send sparks through his body, or perhaps that was simply the way her lips claimed him without reservation or hesitation. Kovacs returned her kiss, feeling her hands grasp the collar of his coat. "We... We're not to be disturbed for any reason," he managed to gasp out in Poe's general direction before he caught his arms around Dany's waist, lifted her feet from the ground, and carried her in the direction of the elevator.

     He felt her fingers seeking his beneath the water, and he closed his hand around hers, their fingers intertwining. Pressing his lips to the crown of her head, he nodded, another set of tears escaping his eyes and mixing into her hair. “I won’t leave you. I’ll never leave you again, Elsa. I’m so sorry...” His voice cracked, nearly as raw as hers.

     You're here for the money. You're here for the money, was the litany playing through Ben Solo's head as he accompanied Rosalie into the grand foyer of the formal event. Under normal circumstances, there was no way in hell he could have afforded a ticket to this event, let alone the tuxedo to meet the required dress code. Yet here he was, Rosalie's plus one... her arm candy. At her instructions, he nodded then leaned over to whisper in her ear -- getting a healthy whiff of her perfume as he did so, a heady scent. "Is... is this the sort of event where I call you madam and everyone else has an understanding of our... relationship?" He should have asked more questions ahead of time, but he'd been so busy trying to work ahead on his grading responsibilities that the details of what likely awaited him had slipped his mind entirely.

When Rey kissed him, Ben couldn't seem able to bring himself to stop, not with her arms hugging him around his neck and shoulders, her lips skimming their way down his throat. He nodded helplessly, his breath hitching, his thoughts an open book, innocently suggestive. "Anywhere," he groaned, a low husky sound. Slinging an arm around her hips and lifting her toes off the ground, he turned from the common area and back toward the hall where most of the Resistance members had their quarters. "My room? Or the training room? There won't be anyone else here this early. Or the showers?" Too many suggestions, too many ideas. He just wanted her with every fiber in his body.

"I wish we didn't have to part," he confessed, lips dragging against her brow with each word. "I could make up some excuse that would convince the generals, set up a proxy Supreme Leader while I claim to go on a 'quest', seek some rumored artifact from the ancient Sith, or such nonsense." Anything to prolong the time they could remain tangled in one another's arms.

     “Thought I was too much of a distraction?” Rick murmured, though in all honestly he was surprised he could string words together while Karen’s mouth was pressed softly to his throat. “But please don’t stop.” He wrapped an arm around her waist, not too tight, afraid he would scare her away. If he’d known it would have this effect, he would have walked out of the shower in only a towel much sooner.

     He makes a non-committal noise of assent and crooks a finger into her blonde ringlets to keep her from moving away just yet. “Kiss me again,” he murmurs, voice thick with sleep, and tugs gently on her lock of hair. “Real slow, like you want me to come to your bed.”