I need more of that porn fic. Porn star Ben I can’t get enough of.
Your wish is my command. Here’s part 3 of the Ben Solo: Porn Star AU. ;) (Part 1 is here; Part 2 is here.) There will be a fourth, final part coming (heh…) in a few days. :D
I cannot thank you enough for your support of this crazy story! That goes for everyone who’s left me such supportive comments the past few days <3
Rey closes her eyes and wills her heartbeat to slow tosomething approaching a normal rate.
And then, she decides to just rip this thing off likea Band-Aid.
“I… saw you last night,” she murmurs.
Ben frowns, obviously confused. “Um… no. At least, I don’t think so?” He raises aneyebrow at her. “I stayed in last night.”
Rey shakes her head in frustration. “No. No. Not likethat.” Is she blushing? She must be. Her face feels like it’s on fire. Is itpossible to pass out, or even die, just from sheer embarrassment? “I saw you… online.”
She says the last word very slowly, drawing it out foremphasis.
It takes a while for Rey’s meaning to sink in. When itdoes, though, the effect is immediate and explosive. Ben’s eyes go wide, andhis face – already pale to begin with – goes white as a sheet.
He stands up, and shoves back his chair so forcefullyhe knocks it over in the process. Itcrashes loudly to the floor.
The handful of other people in the library turn tolook at them, annoyed.
“Oh, god,” Ben says in a hoarse whisper. He looks –sounds – utterly terrified. “You… youmean you saw…?” He can’t say the rest of the words, but Rey knows he knowsexactly what she saw.
Rey buries her face in her palms. This is horrible. “Yes,”she admits from behind her hands. “I’m so sorry. I had no idea you were in it,I swear. My stupid friend Rose knew about it, apparently, and said I shouldcheck it out.”
She chances another glance up at Ben. To her surprise,his expression has gone from terrified to furious.
“Your… friend. Rose,” Ben repeats, very slowly. His words are clipped and precise, likehe’s trying very hard not to fly into a rage right then and there.
Rey has never seen him like this. Just how much is there to Ben Solo that she doesn’tknow?
“Um…. Yeah. My friend. Rose Tico,” she confirms,confused.
Ben picks his chair up off the floor very deliberatelyand sits down again.
He groans, long and loud. He closes his eyes.
“I am going to killher for this,” he mumbles.
They get kicked out of the library a few minutes laterfor making too much noise.
Not knowing where else to go, they make their way toCoruscant’s, a fancy coffee shop near the library that’s open late.
After they get their drinks he gives her the wholestory.
“I filmed that series about… I guess it was a yearago,” he explains. He shrugs, trying to go for casual – like none of this isany big deal at all. Only the blush he’s had on his cheeks for the past twentyminutes betrays how embarrassed he is. “I needed money, and so I did some nudemodelling for the art department. Someone in the class approached me with thisopportunity because I have such a big… um.” He looks away from her. Stares downat his hands. He shrugs again and clears his throat. “Anyway. I took the job.”
Rey nods over her latte, hoping she isn’t turning asred as Ben is right now, and trying to take all of this in.
“And I mean… I’m not ashamed of any of it,” he adds.
Rey puts down her mug. “Good,” she says emphatically.“You shouldn’t be. You were paid for a job and you… you know.” She picks at thehalf-eaten scone on her plate with her fingers. “You did it well.”
Ben’s eyes widen in surprise at her comment, but herecovers quickly. He looks away from her, busying himself with arranging thenapkins in the dispenser.
“Um. Sure,” he says, his blush deepening. “I just neverthought people I knew would find out about it.” He closes his eyes and shakeshis head. “I can’t believe Rose told you to watch that. Especially since I told her how long I’ve been trying towork up the nerve to…”
He trails off, and hides his face in his hands,groaning again.
“Hold on a minute,” she says, feeling a bit like theworld is now tilting on its axis. “You know Rose?”
When Ben doesn’t respond, she adds: “And you’ve been tryingto work up the nerve to do what, exactly?”
After a very long moment Ben sighs, and answers herfirst question. “Rose Tico was one of the students in that art class. Which iswhy she knows about this… other, project I did.” He clears his throat. “We’vesort of kept in touch, I guess. Though after I kill her for telling you aboutthose videos, I’m not sure she’ll want to keep in touch with me anymore.”
Rey blinks, trying to process this information.
She had no idea Rose knew Ben.
But more importantly, there’s still something criticalBen’s not telling her. He hasn’t answeredher second question yet and doesn’t seem inclined to.
And so she asks him again, very quietly: “You’ve beentrying to work up the nerve to do what, Ben?”
He looks at her for a long moment without sayinganything, as though searching for the right words. Then he lets out anotherlong sigh, and scrubs a hand over his face.
He takes his glasses off, the way he did earlier inthe library, and puts them on the table between them. Rey’s eyes are drawn tohis hands again, just as they had been earlier. The large, broad palms. Thelong, dexterous fingers. His fingertips.
In his dark, serious eyes Rey sees a mixture of hope,nervous anticipation, and fear.
“Rose has probably ruined everything,” he begins.“But… I have something to tell you.”
