Are you in the mood to read something ridiculous and sexually explicit? This is how I decompress guys. Sorry. This is VERY PWP, non consent, OOC, and AU. Very. It will be a two chapter story (chapter 2 will be explicit). Summary: In a galaxy far far away brand new university students are taking an evolutionary psych class. (This story was also inspired by a class I took in college that was similar to what you're going to read except there was no Kylo Ren or Rose or Rey. Sadly). Enjoy the crack-ery yall.

"There is no formal definition of beauty." Mr. Davis wrote the word beauty on the whiteboard and underlined it with a dry erase marker. "As the cliché goes, Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. However, evolutionary psychology is and has always challenged that notion. What popular culture tells us women should look like may not solely be the fault of the media. According to research done by the City University of London, 81 percent of men described brunette women as "intelligent," while 67 percent purported she appeared "self-sufficient" when asked to give their impressions of her personality. Males did, generally, rate pictures of blonde hair as more youthful, beautiful and also maintained a preference for these women with regard to overall attractiveness. It would seem that blonde hair is associated with youth and thus a superior child bearing partner. A symmetrical face, hourglass figure, and an ample bust are all considered highly attractive features."

"Well that's just fucking great," Rose muttered under her breath, "way to take a blaster to my self esteem."

Rey sat in the desk next to her. She shrugged and rolled her eyes. The professor continued.

"Now how about men?" Mr. Davis surveyed the class, "Broad shoulders, height, and fitness have always been signals to the female sex that he would make a good mating partner. Risky behavior demonstrates a mate who may reap great benefits by performing said behavior."

"Hey!" A deep voice interrupted. It came from the young man with dark hair across the room from Rey. "What about her?" He nodded towards Rey. "I would rather fuck her than someone with big blonde tits."

"Big blonde tits?" Rose made a confused face at him.

"Shit - big tits and blonde hair, you know what I mean. She has brown hair and no tits but she's goddamn beautiful and has the most perfect ass I've ever seen."

Rey turned a deep red. She sank so low into her chair that she might have fallen out the bottom. Then she did.

"Damnit, she whispered, scrambling back into her seat.

"See," the man motioned to her, "even when she does dumb shit I find it attractive."

"Okay Kylo, that IS enough," Mr. Davis said, "this is highly inappropriate and I could report you for sexual harassment."

Kylo abruptly stood, "This entire class is sexual harassment. No one cares about this shit." He picked up his books and haphazardly shoved them into a backpack. He swung it over his back. "I'm not going to sit here while you try to use science to make everyone feel bad about themselves, especially the women."

"We've been dealing with people making us feel bad about how we look forever, dude," Rose said, looking around the room as all the women nodded and murmured in agreement. Rey just wanted to disappear. For the entire semester the man across the room remained silent, brooding, and bored. Whenever they inadvertently made eye contact she would quickly look away from the intensity of his gaze. She was grateful when class was over. Slipping out the classroom door she skipped steps as she ran down the staircase. A voice called her from behind.

"HEY! Hey, Rey!"

She looked behind her. Oh no. It was the guy - Kylo - who admitted to being attracted to her. She hastened her pace but it didn't take long for him to catch up with her.

"Hey," he repeated, walking next to her, "I didn't mean to embarrass you. Can I talk to you for a minute?"

Rey stopped and turned to look at him.

"Nope."

She continued walking.

She thought she heard something like a growl rise from his throat.

"Stop following me." Rey had reached her dorm building and stood outside the front doors. Irritated, she shoved him. He didn't budge. Actually, her wrists kind of hurt from the shove - he felt like a brick wall. Rey turned and began opening the door.

"No, no, no - you're not going anywhere," Kylo lunged and grabbed her around the waist. Rey kicked and clawed at him.

"You're insane," she yelled, biting his arm.

"Maybe," he said nonchalantly as he carried her in the opposite direction. "I am not going to hurt you. I just want to talk," he assured her.

Rey stopped struggling and felt his grip relax for a second. Then she kneed him in the gut as hard as she could.

Damnit, now her knee hurt.

Kylo held her by her forearms and braced her tightly as they faced each other.

"Will you help me study for the evolutionary psych final?"

"Absolutely not."

"I am sorry if I scared you." He gently placed her down. "You're just so fucking beautiful...and smart. Here," he bent over to rip a handful of flowers from the ground, "this is for you."

Rey didn't know if she was going to scream or laugh. Her small hand covered his and she pushed the fistful of flowers back towards him.

"Never. Touch. Me. Again." She spoke as forcefully as she could. Turning on her heel Rey headed back towards her dorm. With every step she took away from him she relaxed. When she entered her dorm building she closed the door firmly. Unless he had a key card there was no way he was getting in the building. Rey crossed her dorm room and fell face first into her bed.

"He's an asshole. All the hot guys are." Her roommate and friend from class Rose spoke, not looking up from her textbook.

"He scares me." Rey's voice was muffled. Rose looked up from her textbook, rolling her eyes.

"Are you planning on suffocating yourself? Rey. Come on. He's just one of those entitled rich kids with famous parents. He thinks he can get away with anything. Did you know his name is some random kriff he made up?"

"What?" Rey looked up from her bed and scrunched her nose.

"Yeah!" Rose continued earnestly. "His real name is Ben. He was practically raised by droids."

"That explains a lot about his skills with women," Rey shook her head.

"His skills with people period," Rose muttered. Shamefully she did not want to admit to Rey she had seen their confrontation and avoided it. No one wanted to confront Kylo Ren.

5:30am

Rey had been sure no one would be at the university gym at such an unholy hour, especially during finals week. Beads of sweat formed between her breasts and under her bottom as she dabbed her face with a small towel. The elliptical had kicked her ass. Taking a swing of water from her bottle, she spotted him walk into the room. Oh shit. His black tank top exposed his arms and Rey held her gaze a little longer than she realized. A dark smile crossed his face.

Entitled rich kid with famous parents.

"You're in my way, Ben," Rey's feet were planted firmly on the ground. She was surprised when he stepped aside. Brushing past him she made her way through the doorway.

"It's Kylo-Ren," his deep voice followed her down the hallway.

"Whatever, Kyle," Rey shouted, not looking back. She made her way to the weights room and picked up a pair of dumbbells. They felt about right. Walking to the bench she lay down on her back and began lifting. Her mind started to drift as she thought about finals week - the papers that needed to be written, exams studied for, and figuring out where she would live during the summer. Going back to Jakku was out of the question.

"You're going to hurt yourself lifting like that."

Rey almost dropped one of the weights and cursed. How had she missed him entering the room? She gripped the weights tightly: if she needed to use one to smack him she would.

"I'm serious," he stood over her and Rey noticed how low he wore his pants. He held out his hands to spot her, causing his t-shirt to lift up a bit and expose a few inches of his very lower abdomen. Rey's jaw dropped as she did a double take over his exposed body and up to his smirking face.

Shit. He caught me staring.

"Lower your weights slowly and steadily until each dumbbell touches your chest between your shoulder and nipple. Bring them back up until they touch again, straight up above you." Kylo's tone was surprisingly commanding and he leaned in to show her. Rey sat up, letting the weights fall on either side to the ground. "I just want to help," he said in a low voice.

"I'm sure you do," She whispered and inched backwards on the bench as he sat down and faced her. Kylo was uncomfortably close and he leaned in over her, cupping the back of her head and pulled her in closely, capturing her lips in a fierce bruising kiss. Rey's eyes widened and a few seconds passed before she pushed him back. He reluctantly let her go, his hands gliding down her arms until they rested in her hands. Suddenly in one fluid movement he pushed her back onto the bench, carefully straddling her as he held her hands firmly above her head. He raked a fierce attack over her shoulders, neck, and collarbone, stopping every so often, dropping a sweet kiss to a chosen red blemish. She could only writhe under his attentions, pulling at his hold on her wrists. He intensified his grip, biting all the more harshly into her flesh. The pressure of it wasn't enough to break the skin but it was more than enough to ensure she would have bruises to show for it. It made every nerve ending she possessed come alive.

Kylo abruptly released her hands and directly sought her hips, grasping at the elastic of her pants and yanking them down in one swift motion. "According to evolutionary psychology my risky behavior is supposed to pay off," he lifted up her shirt, nuzzling her belly.

"Only if the reward is enough to provide for his mate and offspring," Rey countered, her own hands slipping under his shirt, feeling his impossibly smooth chest.

"I wouldn't mind getting you pregnant," One of Kylo's hands began fingering the elastic of her panties.

"Oh not a kriffing chance," Rey locked eyes with him.

"Hey! What the hell do you think you are doing?!" An outraged voice broke whatever spell they were under. Jogging across the room the gym attendant was red in the face.

"Don't you kids have dorm rooms for this? Come on." He shook his head. He had just sanitized everything last night.

Kylo stood up to his full height, easily towering over the man. Rey's face was bright red and she hastened to pull her pants back up. Was she crazy? She could lose her scholarship over something like this. Kylo could probably buy his way out any controversy, but her...the thought put panic into her blood and she bolted. To her horror, she only made it halfway down the hallway before she found her body frozen.

Shit

If he was going to bring the force into this she didn't stand a chance. Kylo appeared at her side.

"Rey. Everything is fine, we're not in trouble." He relaxed his hold and Rey smacked him. Hard.

"Don't you ever use the force to control me." She spoke through gritted teeth. Grudgingly she had to admit to herself that her own force skills were weak compared to his. It frustrated her to no end she couldn't give him a similar treatment.

Kylo looked resigned. "Then go out on a date with me. A proper one. Please?" He held out his hand to Rey.