#Haven’t seen the movies in a while so plz correct me if I missed something/said something wrong!!

[decadentworld]

It’s real Rockyposting hours…

Does anyone ever think of how… tragic/desolate Ivan’s life is in Rocky IV? He’s just a machine for his trainers and wife. Obviously, the movie also wants us to see him this way, given his impassive reactions and the fact that this movie is like, propaganda for the Cold War. But male power fantasies aside, the way he’s just forced to train and is injected with drugs non-stop is just so miserable. You can’t come out of that unscathed. I’d love to see some more realistic feelings of his about this.

[ehstarwar]

flesh stays no farther reason (3.5/6)

“Did you want me to call?” Ben asks after a minute.

“I’m glad you did.” Rey figures there’s no point not playing coy. He made the first move, after all.

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Five times Ben looks for Rey and the one time she finds him.

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Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 1.9K

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A/N: hi friends! so, so sorry for the slow updates, but life is... ya know, life. plz enjoy our two space dummies bein all horny and such (´∩｡• ᵕ •｡∩`) ♡

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“... so I guess what I’m trying to say is... I’m sorry to be springing this on you right now.”

“Don’t be sorry! This is exciting for you guys. I’m happy for you; really.”

“It’s just been such a long time coming and we’re ready to take the next step.”

“I totally get it. I don’t want you to be sorry.”

Rose looked at Rey with worried eyes, clearly not believing her one bit. Rey tried to smile wider, but she’s pretty sure that would just make her look insane. 

Rey is happy for Rose and Finn, finally taking the relationship to the next level by moving in together. It’s not like this was totally out of the blue. Her and Rey’s lease was ending soon and Rey has seen the Zillow alerts on Roses’s phone more than a few times. She shouldn’t be shocked, and really she’s not, but it’s just hard to come to terms that this is reality and not some fleeting worry. 

“Finn and I can help you out for a little if you want to stay here and not get another roommate, if you want,” Rose offers. Rey takes her hand with a small smile. 

“Don’t worry about me; I’ll be fine, I always am,” she says, but Rose still looks unconvinced.

“I don’t want you just to be fine; I want you to be happy, too.”

Rey sighs deeply and they just look at each other for a minute.

“I will be happy... someday.”

Rose frown lines deepen. “It’s just... you’ve been so mopey recently. That’s why I’ve been scared to tell you.”

Rey scoffed. “I haven’t been mopey. I just get- it’s the change of the seasons. My mood always shifts when the seasons do.”

A beeping from Roses phone makes both of their heads snap up.

“It’s Finn,” Rose tells her.

“Don’t keep him waiting; you two go off and have a fun night,” Rey says while getting up and grabbing Roses purse for her. Instead of taking it from her outstretched hand, Rose pulls Rey into a hug.

“You deserve to be happy, Rey, right now.” Rose whispers. With a quick peck on her cheek and a short ‘bye,’ Rey is all alone. She looks around the apartment, taking stalk of all that she has. Most of the bigger furniture is Roses, passed down from her sister, so she’d probably take those. It would leave her with a broken arm chair, a small side table, and a couple of plants. Rey sighs while picturing it, and decides that it’s a worry for another day.

Rey decided to treat herself this even, seeing as it would probably be one of the last times she could do so if she were to take on all the rent. So she orders her favorite take out, rents the movie she’s been wanting to see for a while, and veges out in her pajamas for the rest of the evening.

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Captain America has just fought himself and commented on his peachy ass when her phone rings. It’s not entirely unusual for her to get a call this late, but it is cause for some concern. When she looks down at the caller ID, a shock runs though her spine. She immediately picks up.

“Hello?” She asks.

“Hi.”

His voice is tired. She can tell that from just one syllable. He sounds far away and that makes her chest ache for some reason.

“Is everything okay?” She says, unable to keep the worry from her voice.

“Yeah; is everything okay with you?” He questions right back.

“Yeah, I was just... not expecting you to call. It made me nervous.” She tells him.

“Did you want me to call?” Ben asks after a minute.

“I’m glad you did.” Rey figures there’s no point not playing coy. He made the first move, after all.

“Good.” She thinks if Ben were in front of her, she’d see his mouth twitch, his give-away that he’s pleased.

“So... why did you call?”

“To be honest... I’m not sure. I just got back from work and I wanted to hear your voice..” 

Rey glances at the clock on her bedside table. “You just got off work? Ben, it’s like midnight!” 

“It’s only midnight there? That’s good. It’s nearly 3 where I am,” He says.

“Ben...” Her voice is soft, and she can’t keep the sound of disapproval out of it. 

“I know, I know,” he brushes her off. “How was your day?”

She hums. “Eh... not terrible. Work was okay, but...” she trails off.

“Did something happen?” 

“My roommate decided to move in with her boyfriend when our lease is up in a few weeks. Which isn’t bad, necessarily. Before Finn was Roses boyfriend, he was my best friend. I introduced them a few years back and now they’re together, and I’m…”

“… not.” He finishes for her.

“Yeah,” She says sheepishly.

“I’m sorry that’s happening to you.”

“It’s fine, really. I’ve been though worse.”

They don’t speak for a moment and Rey knows if she were with Ben in person, there would be a frown on his face. She hates it.

“Where are you?” She asks.

“Bespin. Or, in my hotel room, if that’s what you’re asking.”

“Hmmm… good to know.”

“That I’m in Bespin or that I’m in bed?”

“Both.” Ben chuckles. 

“Have you ever  been to Bespin?” He asks. She huffs a laugh.

“Ha! I make in a year what it would cost me to stay there for one night.”

“So, no?”

“Correct.”

“Hmm…” he seems to consider himself for a moment, “I think you’d like it. There’s a buffet on every corner; two just in my hotel,” Ben teases her.

“Oh shut it!” She laughs. “That sounds like a good time for anyone.”

The make small talk, mostly on Bespin; the climate, the lifestyle, the difficulty getting Über’s. It’s polite and unassuming, but sort of odd to be having this late at night. Rey want’s to ask him again why he’s called her, but he beats her to it.

“I lied earlier… when you asked why I called.”

“Oh?”

“I miss you. I don’t know if I’m allowed to miss you but I do.”

She doesn’t know what to say. She should say something non-committal or coy but she can’t think of anything other than the truth.

“I miss you, too.” Rey swears she hears a sigh of relief. “How long will you be in Bespin?” She asks.

“A few more weeks, probably.” Rey audibly pouts. “Maybe less depending on how my meetings go.”

“Hmm… that’s unfortunate. It’s much harder to fuck you when you’re a few timezones away.”

“Oh?” The shift in his voice gives Rey goosebumps.

“Harder… but not impossible,” She continues.

“Tell me, Rey, how would you do that”? He asks, voice darker now.

“I’d tell you that I’m not wearing any underwear. Just a ratty old shirt and socks-” Ben groans “- and that I’ve been wet since I heard your voice.”

“Have you touched yourself while we’ve been talking?” He asks.

“No, daddy.”

She hears him curse and the sliding of a zipper. 

“Good girl.”

Rey beams. Its been so long since he’s last said that to her, and the affect those two words have on her body is profound.

“Are you touching yourself, daddy?” She asks.

“Though my underwear. You’re making me so hard, so fast, but I want this to last. Do you want me to tell you what I’d do if I were there?”

“Can I touch myself when you do?”

“Yes, but you have to do what I say.”

Rey scoots down her bed so that she’s laying back, phone propped up against a pillow by her head to she can hear him clearly. 

“I will; I promise,” She tells him.

“First, I’d focus on your chest,” he tells her. “Rub your nipples for me. I like how hard they get. A dark pink. I love to taste them.” She rubs herself through the cotton of her shirt, moaning lightly. “Tell me, Rey, does it feel good?” He asks.

“Yes,” she breaths, “but not as good as your mouth.” Rey hears the distant snapping of something that sounds like the band of underwear.

“How wet are you?”  Ben asks, an urgency now lining his voice.

“Dripping... I’ll have to change my sheets.” Ben curses and Rey hears a slick sound speed up

“I would tease your cunt with my fingers. Just one, to feel your wetness. I wouldn’t touch your clit yet, just around it. Can you do that for me? Can you tease yourself?” Ben asks her.

Rey moans in the affirmative, and immediately snakes a hand down to her cunt. She’s puffy and soft down there, and her hand creates adds delicious friction. 

“I would tease you, too,” Rey says breathlessly. “I would jerk you off slowly. I’d trace my thumb over your head.”

Ben groans and curses under his breath. Rey begins thrusting her hips in time with her hand, but still refrains from touching her clit.

“I wish I could help myself around you but I can’t. I’d have to fuck you, Rey. I’d have to be in you. Do you want that?” The desperation in his voice increases ten fold. 

“Yes...” Rey whines. 

“Fuck, Rey, I want to be there. I want to feel your cunt on my cock. You don’t even know. It’s a fucking drug, being inside of you. I want to keep you on my cock for the rest of my life. Wanna stuff you full of my come so it’s always dripping out of you. Wanna kiss you until the world runs out of air. God, Rey! Touch your clit for me, baby, I need you to come for me. Please, please come for me.”

Her clit is a live wire, and when she touches it on his command, her body convulses. 

“I wish it was you- I want you to do that, all of that. Ben, I’m gonna come, can I come, please?” She begs.

“Yes, yes, Rey-” the words die on his lips as grunts and moans overtake him. Rey grindstone heel of her palm into herself, fingers barely even breaching her entrance. She comes with a shudder, high-pitched whines coming from her. Ben is grunting as the slick sound suddenly halts. 

Rey collapses onto her bed, unwilling to keep even the top half of her body upright. Her heavy breathing is mimicked by Ben. Rey can hear her blood still rushing in her ears, her hand still against her sopping cunt. She doesn’t care to move it because she know the unfulfilling sensation will creep inside of her once she does. 

“Rey,” Ben whispers though the phone, “you okay?” He says it with a softness that makes her shudder.

“Yeah... that was.... a lot.” Her vice is still breathless.

“Yeah,” he says. 

A silence befalls them again but the sound of him breathing is comforting. She feels the weight of sleep being into crawl up her and her eyes become heavy. Rey realizes something and can’t stop herself before she says it.

“If I close my eyes and listen to your breathing, it feels as if you’re here next to me.”

Rey can’t be sure, but she thinks Ben may have whimpered.

“I’m coming back soon,” he says after a minute, snapping Rey back into consciousness.

“But I thought you said-”

“I know, but- I... I’m not... I don’t know how to- I’ll be back soon; I promise.”

“Okay... will you call me? When you’re back, I mean?”

Ben chuckles lightly into the phone.

“Yeah Rey, I will.”

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