They wore flower crowns once. All of them. Rey taking her time to craft each one for her husband's. Red and orange flowers for Poe's fiery temper, and a mix of blues and purples for Finn's calming presence. The two men who ruled over the Underworld and welcomed her into their hearts, just as she had all those years ago. She could faintly taste the bitterness from those pomegranate seeds they had given her, tying her to both of them, ensuring she wouldn't be taken from either man...

But she had, and while the reasons weren't clear right now, it didn't matter.

Rey was savoring their touches, the soft kisses their lips left on her skin, and the pure joy that came form being loved so unconditionally. Such a stark contrast from her childhood and upbringing.

She felt the soft petals from those flowers beneath her finger tips, nearly stunned with awe if it weren't for Poe slipping a flower behind Finn's ear and watching them kiss. Her heart soared then, loving how sweet both of them looked. Then it was her turn for Poe to kiss her, expecting something sweet and chaste....but then his lips part and her heart starts to beat faster. Her tongue managing to slip past her lips to taste Poe's--

Oh.

Oh.

She pulled back from him a heart beat later, eyes wide and face slightly flushed. Her body felt warm and both men could probably hear her heart beating so fast, ready to burst from her chest. Poe hadn't done anything untoward, but it felt like they were moving fast? Or about to? Because another kiss like that would make her melt.

"You....you are very good at that." were the words that stumbled out of her mouth and felt utterly embarrassed by them.

"B-both of you are--!!" Oh God, she was flailing and completely unsure of herself right now.

"I'm not experienced with this--at all." From a relationship, let alone two, let alone with sex or anything else, honestly.