Whether Poe made the offer to get some exertion out or not, Finn definitely wanted to dote on Rey, too. In fact, he should get her a wedding gift. If only he knew what to get her- to get both of them...
"I'll say it every day," he told Poe idly, but let the two of them discuss this redesign without his input for now.
His heart squeezed with warmth, his grip on Finn tightening even as he was paying careful attention to Rey.
“If we’re doing this, we’re doing it as equals,” he said, his voice a little firm. “It’s not about what you need. It’s what you deserve. What we all deserve.”
If Finn breathed a word to Rey that he was thinking of getting her and Poe wedding gifts, she wouldn't know what to do. She wouldn't know what other gifts to Finn and Poe. They had already given her so much, anything else would have her reaching for the stars to give to them.
And of course, she'd have to figure out how to reach up and grab said stars from the sky--but one thing at a time.
Her hold on Poe lessened, but her hold on Finn tightened. She was pulling back slightly, if only to lean into Finn a little more. She opened her mouth to retort to Poe, but closed it a second later, trying to gather her thoughts again. She didn't want this to turn into a tiff.
"What I need and deserve....are they not the same things?" Rey asked in softer tones, trying to persuade Poe without really trying? Ah, she was bad at this. Her gaze flickered back to Finn.
"What do you think?" About redesign--about her having more space? She didn't need more space!
Finn looked to her when she drifted away from Poe, curious about what was wrong. Was she this afraid of getting things? Was she this nervous?
And now she was asking his opinion, and his brow furrowed in thought.
"Poe's right that you deserve everything. You deserve so much more than what you've been given in this life. We will give you everything you need, that's not put to question, but we'll also give you what you want, anything you want. If you want more room, it's yours. If you don't, then... you don't."
At that, his eyes flicked over to Poe, a little apologetic. He wanted Rey to have her own space as well, but he didn't want her to feel bad for it. Perhaps in time she'd let them give more.
“No, they aren’t,” Poe said, a small frown flickering to his lips as he felt her grip on him loosen. He wasn’t sure what he’d done wrong, and Finn’s words didn’t illuminate it for him. “Your needs are far, far less than what you deserve.”
The frown flickered deeper, his own grip loosening.
“I- I want us to be equals. I can’t offer you your freedom but if I were to- you can’t expect me to give you lesser—“
Finn's words calmed her guilt a little. They wanted to give her what they thought she deserved, not what she thought, which would be very little. It was such a hard thing to adjust to. She nodded her head at him, trying to take in those words and have them stick in her head.
Poe though, her eyebrows were knitted together in concern.
"You gave me a choice," Rey began, her hand moving from holding him to brushing her fingers against his cheek. The frown on his face...he had done enough of that for today. She had pulled back a little, not because he was giving her too much, but she was still new to this relationship. She didn't want Finn to feel left out by her.
"Stay or go back, you gave me a choice rather than dictate what I would do next. Giving me a choice is a step towards freedom." Something she would continue to fight until Demeter got it through her thick head that she was her own person. And Rey would have to grapple with the idea that she deserved things too.
Her look of concern gave way to an apologetic one, with her guilt on her the rise.
"When you're used to having less, anything greater what you have is....it's hard, Poe. And I think it's too much because..." she believed she was lesser, but she didn't want to breathe those words into existence. "I'm trying to overcome that....I just need you and Finn to...reassure me it's okay."
It's okay for her to have more, to want more without feeling guilty for it.
"It's okay. It's more than okay." His hand tightened on Rey, wishing he could just have her understand.
"You're the Queen of the Underworld. You're our Queen. Anything you ask of us, it's okay."
They had a lot of work to do, clearly. Rey needed to be pampered and spoiled, deserved as much. She needed to know her worth and how much she meant to them. But in only six months? Demeter may try to undo every good thing they tried to make her understand.
Finn was worried, wishing the gods would listen to what Rey wanted from her life rather than resort to all of this.
He let out a hard breath, but it was hard to argue when she was looking at him like that, her fingers against his cheek. He felt a small, uncurling desire to kiss her again, but... Not the time, Poe. You can't kiss her every time she looks at you like that.
Finn's words made something flutter in his chest. Our Queen. As if everything felt a little more real, suddenly.
"I won't do anything you don't want me to do," he offered finally. "But if you want smaller rooms, then I'm doing it for all of us. Whatever you desire, Rey. It's all okay. The Underworld is a space solely for us." His arms slipped a little more firmly around them both.
"This is our domain. We will carve it as we wish."
The words echoed in Rey's mind, making it feel all the more real. In the matter of hours, she had gone from a lesser known goddess to Queen of the Underworld. Queen to Hades--to Finn and Poe. It would hit her later, the gravity of it, but her focus was on her husbands.
Funny, she could vaguely sense Finn's worry, echoing in her heart. Whereas for Poe...her eyes drifted down to his lips for a brief moment. The faint whisper of desire curling in the bottom of her stomach. Kissing him and then Finn wouldn't solve anything, or maybe it would? No, focus.
"I-it wouldn't have to be smaller," she began, fumbling over her words as she tried to reign in her emotions, differing them from what she felt from the pair.
"Noting....big? Or too big? I don't know. I honestly wouldn't know to do with that much space." If she would even have a big enough bed, or anything else. Her hand drifted from Poe's cheek back to his side, holding him in turn.
"Baby steps," Finn agreed with a little smile. Something was better than nothing, after all. "You should have input on the design, anyway. Right, Poe?" he asked, looking to his first love.
That would be a sight to behold. Both of them were artists, Poe creating their beautiful palace and Rey creating beautiful new forms of life. He would have to see some sort of collaboration.
"We can take our time." Just... not too much time.
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"I'll say it every day," he told Poe idly, but let the two of them discuss this redesign without his input for now.
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“If we’re doing this, we’re doing it as equals,” he said, his voice a little firm. “It’s not about what you need. It’s what you deserve. What we all deserve.”
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And of course, she'd have to figure out how to reach up and grab said stars from the sky--but one thing at a time.
Her hold on Poe lessened, but her hold on Finn tightened. She was pulling back slightly, if only to lean into Finn a little more. She opened her mouth to retort to Poe, but closed it a second later, trying to gather her thoughts again. She didn't want this to turn into a tiff.
"What I need and deserve....are they not the same things?" Rey asked in softer tones, trying to persuade Poe without really trying? Ah, she was bad at this. Her gaze flickered back to Finn.
"What do you think?" About redesign--about her having more space? She didn't need more space!
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And now she was asking his opinion, and his brow furrowed in thought.
"Poe's right that you deserve everything. You deserve so much more than what you've been given in this life. We will give you everything you need, that's not put to question, but we'll also give you what you want, anything you want. If you want more room, it's yours. If you don't, then... you don't."
At that, his eyes flicked over to Poe, a little apologetic. He wanted Rey to have her own space as well, but he didn't want her to feel bad for it. Perhaps in time she'd let them give more.
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The frown flickered deeper, his own grip loosening.
“I- I want us to be equals. I can’t offer you your freedom but if I were to- you can’t expect me to give you lesser—“
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Poe though, her eyebrows were knitted together in concern.
"You gave me a choice," Rey began, her hand moving from holding him to brushing her fingers against his cheek. The frown on his face...he had done enough of that for today. She had pulled back a little, not because he was giving her too much, but she was still new to this relationship. She didn't want Finn to feel left out by her.
"Stay or go back, you gave me a choice rather than dictate what I would do next. Giving me a choice is a step towards freedom." Something she would continue to fight until Demeter got it through her thick head that she was her own person. And Rey would have to grapple with the idea that she deserved things too.
Her look of concern gave way to an apologetic one, with her guilt on her the rise.
"When you're used to having less, anything greater what you have is....it's hard, Poe. And I think it's too much because..." she believed she was lesser, but she didn't want to breathe those words into existence. "I'm trying to overcome that....I just need you and Finn to...reassure me it's okay."
It's okay for her to have more, to want more without feeling guilty for it.
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"You're the Queen of the Underworld. You're our Queen. Anything you ask of us, it's okay."
They had a lot of work to do, clearly. Rey needed to be pampered and spoiled, deserved as much. She needed to know her worth and how much she meant to them. But in only six months? Demeter may try to undo every good thing they tried to make her understand.
Finn was worried, wishing the gods would listen to what Rey wanted from her life rather than resort to all of this.
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Finn's words made something flutter in his chest. Our Queen. As if everything felt a little more real, suddenly.
"I won't do anything you don't want me to do," he offered finally. "But if you want smaller rooms, then I'm doing it for all of us. Whatever you desire, Rey. It's all okay. The Underworld is a space solely for us." His arms slipped a little more firmly around them both.
"This is our domain. We will carve it as we wish."
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The words echoed in Rey's mind, making it feel all the more real. In the matter of hours, she had gone from a lesser known goddess to Queen of the Underworld. Queen to Hades--to Finn and Poe. It would hit her later, the gravity of it, but her focus was on her husbands.
Funny, she could vaguely sense Finn's worry, echoing in her heart. Whereas for Poe...her eyes drifted down to his lips for a brief moment. The faint whisper of desire curling in the bottom of her stomach. Kissing him and then Finn wouldn't solve anything, or maybe it would? No, focus.
"I-it wouldn't have to be smaller," she began, fumbling over her words as she tried to reign in her emotions, differing them from what she felt from the pair.
"Noting....big? Or too big? I don't know. I honestly wouldn't know to do with that much space." If she would even have a big enough bed, or anything else. Her hand drifted from Poe's cheek back to his side, holding him in turn.
"But..we'll figure out. Baby steps, right?"
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That would be a sight to behold. Both of them were artists, Poe creating their beautiful palace and Rey creating beautiful new forms of life. He would have to see some sort of collaboration.
"We can take our time." Just... not too much time.