"They're much more effective than telling me what's best for me," she agreed easily as their noses touched. "And you didn't kidnap me into the closet. I went willingly," she corrected him.
Rey wasn't going to complain about the closet. It wasn't exactly what she had in mind for their first time together, but it had been exciting and more than satisfying. Fingers curling into his long dark hair she gave it a little tug, tilting her chin enough to capture his mouth again. "Someone was making it very hard to complain," she said playfully. "You know. Through all the moaning."