Hey Readers, this is a fanfic to a fanfic (I know, crazy! It's like Inception, haha), so you might want to read the original fanfic first "You Will Be Mine" by melchan35 ( s/11719296/1/). Her writing is so exquisite, so I am a little anxious to publish this, but I just had to. Nevertheless, I am eagerly waiting for her to continue hers! This one is the first piece of writing I have done since years, so it certainly isn't perfect. Please drop me a review of how you liked it and if you would be interested in a sequel. Cheers!
While comforting Rey and helplessly witnessing the unexperienced magnitude of her sadness pouring over him, on the back of his mind he sensed rage crawling back to him. The General had ruined not only her but also all his efforts to conquer this girl. He was determined to have her willingly and now getting her consent seemed to become close to impossible. Not even deep down was there a faint wish inside of her when only days ago she was begging for him to do whatever he wanted to. Just why on heavens didn't he slay him the second he saw him? He could have had a proper excuse for doing it. Explaining that he tried to hurt their "valuable asset". He was angry at himself. He felt he had not done enough to revenge this. He went too light on him. Shackled, to take her by force, really? He despised this man even more. But for the moment he was careful to shield such thoughts from Rey. He felt she couldn't take anymore.
Rey felt her warm tears pouring down her face, completely soaking Kylo's black uniform. All her thinking about this man in the past days wouldn't prepare her for what he has done. Has he heard her cries? Her pleas? From so far away? Or was it just mere luck? What she thought was unclear. What she felt was even more unclear. His body, his mind, was so unshakeable like a rock and resting her tortured soul and body on him was a temptation she couldn't resist. She began to accept that she had reached the limits of her willpower and this was the last blow in the series of her abilities betraying her. First her body, now her soul. She thought this moment would never come, at least not like this, not so easily. She didn't know how to proceed, how to escape and with a burning shame she realized she didn't want to escape at all, as it would have meant to leave his embrace. The swirling thoughts tearing her between guilt, disgust and the disappointment in herself were all too much and this attachment towards this man she now couldn't deny any longer… She decided it was best to be numb. What was done to her was unbearable to reflect upon and her desperate call for her arch-enemy to save her completely messed up her values. Fleeing into oblivion, she turned it all off.
He started to notice that her sobbing had ceased and all she was left with was a silent emptiness. Still not lifting herself off his shoulders. What concerned the mission of Supreme Leader Snoke, Kylo was done. She has turned to him in the hour of despair, she openly sought comfort in him. Her trust was entirely his. Yet he wished to keep it to himself for now, as he knew that giving it away would only toss her into a new series of torment that even he felt would be unfair in such a fragile state. The Supreme Leader would have wished to get her broken and trained and Kylo disliked the taste of the easiness of doing so. She was a fighter and he somehow wanted to give her the chance to go down with dignity if it ever came to that.
He too was speechless of the unexpected turn of events. He was so determined, with such a clear goal and urge, and now all that was shattered. He dared not to move. What had been a burning desire of lust, completely consuming him even when on duty, transformed into something much softer in him, all of a sudden. He couldn't bear to feel her pain. He had to do something. And if not killing Hux, then at least securing that he had no means to sneak into this room again.
He budged and Rey unwillingly let him go. He was looking close into her green eyes, marbled in red and slightly swollen. He sighed heavily. She was broken. Hux will have to pay for this. "I will be back in a minute." he began, though he knew it will hurt her to her bones. "There is something I have to take care of." After a few seconds of hesitation, trying to overcome her urge to yell at him not to go, she finally nodded. He still didn't dare to touch her with other than his eyes and mind. He rose from the ground and exited the room.
He went straight to the command central and revoked Hux's access to Rey's room. After a moment of hesitation, he further modified the permission, leaving only himself on the list. He pressed his lips together as he considered whether he was crossing a line here. It was not a disobedience. After all, the Supreme Leader instructed him to be the only one to be alone with the girl. God, this lawyering was getting so tiring, he thought. He never had to bend words to follow orders before.
Now that this has been done, he headed straight back, covered in concern. He already had his hand above the door opener, when a sudden idea struck him. Now that she trusted him completely, there was no need to be so fully armed. He started to discharge his weapons – and there were many. He parted himself from his lightsaber with a little hesitation, but it had to be gone. Sensing the surprise of the Stormtroopers who were guarding the door, he felt a need to explain himself but then decided not to say a word. Who were they to question him anyway? He even put down the device controlling the disc on Rey's back. He was so much stronger both physically and with the Force, he was silly not to do this sooner. It could have spared him some unwanted moments that almost jeopardized his mission. He only got away with it, because Hux made a much bigger damage. He could be thankful for him in a way, he guessed. On that thought, he slightly shivered. How could he even consider something like that? She was in so much pain, there was nothing positive about that. He placed his finger on the reader and the door clicked. Entering the room, the first time when he knew no one will be able to disturb anymore, felt relaxing. Not even in his own room was him granted such luxury.
He found Rey sitting on the ground with her arms around her shin, biting her knee bone, her back pressed to the side of the bed, consuming as little space as possible. Her eyes still watery and motionless. Even this short time was equal to the torture with the disk to her. He probed into her mind but only found cold silence. The only feeling she had was her teeth sliding on her skin. Was she dead already? He wondered. He didn't know what to do. Fixing this was not part of his repertoire. He only knew how to solve things violently. The distress of Rey was wearing on him heavily. He had become so unusually quiet too, especially after those days filled with the craze of his passion ravelling in him. He sighed again. Finally, slowly, he moved towards her. She came to her senses, noticing him and her hopeless eyes clinging immediately to his gaze. She had no power left in her to feel guilt or remorse for longing for him. He lowered himself to her, kneeling on his heels. "I have revoked the access of the General to this room. I am the only one who can open this door from now on." His voice was low and full of sorrow. He couldn't help but frown his eyebrows, still feeling her misery. She nodded. "Thank you.", she whispered and turned away her look back to the ground, going back to a glassy gaze. He wanted to caress her so much but was afraid to touch her in any way. Curse you, Hux.
They sat on the ground for a while like this, when he decided that this was no way for her to be. He stood up, extending his hand. "Come.", he said. "Get up." She turned her lifeless gaze on him, processing what was happening. He was so inviting, so supporting. She hesitated but eventually placed her small hand in his. With an ease, he lifted her like a toy and this had sent butterflies down her stomach a little. She was torn back to life. Her muffled thoughts bursting to her head. Who the hell was this man?
She tried to recollect the course of her conflicted emotions about him – from the profound hate and despise to the absolute longing for him in denial to this much unexpected an unseen side of him. She grew curious now, her biased thoughts entirely shattered. Maybe he could correct the mistakes of his comrade. Maybe that would set her free. To override this memory. She had to reconsider everything. She thought Kylo's advances were despicable, but now she knew how much he was able to contain himself. How gentle he was. She felt ashamed to have ever questioned that he wanted anything less than all of her. Oh no. He truly was obsessed with giving. Sure enough, he could have done anything with her several times, she considered again, yet he did not. She began to understand that he had a deep affection for her. She wanted to know how that came to be. She wanted to look into him again.
Kylo sensed something changing in her, the warmth of that ever blazing fire inside her soul catching spark again. The Force returning to her, swirling around her. He got focused. She was a fox, so he had to be alert. Standing face to face, for the first time, he witnessed her become curious about him. Her hate was gone. Her denial was gone. He almost felt at unease at the unexpected attention. She studied him like he had studied her before so many times. Her look was clear, tapping on him with her mind and eyes. How handsome he was. She never considered this properly before. He didn't move but stayed alert. Her mind passed into his, inspecting his soul. He felt she was attentive and respectful, like someone on a newly found planet. She didn't touch anything, just walked in him.
...and then it dawned on her.
She withdrew. She had discovered something unexpected. She saw light glaring through the ruptures of his darkness. Yet she didn't want to expose him to this, as she knew he couldn't comprehend yet. But something changed in her. If there was some good inside of this man, then she needn't explain herself anymore. She wouldn't betray anyone by giving in to him. Just the opposite. She only would be pulling him back more. This discovery made her so easy. Her torment came so abruptly to an end. Just like Kylo, Rey also had an excuse to give to herself for her sensual actions.
Physically, she shifted her weight a little towards him, moving so slow it almost went unnoticed, like the fairest of the wild animals. Truly like a fox, he thought. Finally, she stood close to him. She was much smaller and had to look up, and then started to turn her attention down on his body, to his waist…
"You came unarmed.", she whispered in surprise, staring at the empty place of his lightsaber. "I can easily overcome you anyway.", he answered simply. That was true. She gazed at him in almost disbelief. How many more times can he turn her ideas about him upside down? Was he enjoying putting her on a roller-coaster? This offering, this gesture to make peace only reassured her in her finding. Finally, she didn't have to contain herself.
With a swift move, she reached out and pulled down his head to kiss him. This set him ablaze. The sensual emotions erupted and filled his veins with hot lava, as he grabbed this small girl in front of her, not believing his own luck to be able to unleash everything on her that he had been holding back. She moaned a little, completely swept away by this force of him. He lifted her up in his excitement, forgetting about his own strength, and stepped to the bed to gently lay her out flat. She wasn't resisting anymore. He could sense her curiosity awaken. He stopped for a moment, observing this. It was almost too easy. Yet there it was, what he had wished for, she was ready to give herself willingly to him, moreover, asking for it. Did she really kiss him a second ago? Her change was so sudden and so much more what he has secretly wished for. The most he has hoped to achieve was her protest to cease. Actively reaching out for him was so above his imagination. The reality of that was almost too much to bear. He lowered himself on his elbows, slowly, to see how she reacted. He felt she craved him so much. The thought of tearing off their clothes and getting to the point immediately almost drove him insane. But instead, he reminded himself of how hurt this girl was. He decided against his urge. He had to take this slow. He had so much to mend in her. He kissed her with affection, down her neck, her hands on his body. She slid her fingers through his hair, onto his arms. She never knew what it felt like to touch a soldier like this. He trained a lot, that much she could make out through his uniform.
His hand crept under her shirt, touching her stomach and running on her ribs. She breathed heavily. He decided it was time to touch her with his bare hands. He leaned back and tore off his glows impatiently.
Rey had come to terms with her emotions. She felt a new mission igniting in her deep down. She thought she could use his affection for her to her advantage to escape, but she discovered the light in him. She could save him. And save the resistance. Possibly save the universe? She could turn him. Yet she was careful to hide this almost unconscious thought of him and buried it deep down where he wouldn't look.
Eagerly she waited for him to put his weight back on her and to have his skin touch hers. And she didn't have to wait long. He was still reading her mind and wanted to give it all to her. He suddenly felt matured. He knew he wanted to be careful. This previous encounter had given her so many bad ideas about what a sexual relationship between a man and a woman might be. He wanted her entirely. To burn down any thought of that disgusting man touching her. Beneath all his tenderness, he still was Kylo Ren and he still wanted full control over everything, and especially her.
He first touched her face. His fingers were sliding on her perfectly smooth cheeks, down on her breasts, to her stomach and underneath the shirt. Their faces inches apart, their eyes locked in each other, devouring every reaction of the other. His hand exploring her all the way down, sending thrills through her body. Rey rested her hands on the bed, her arms wide open, turned upwards. She wanted to let him sooth his curiosity about her body.
He broke away his gaze and pulled up her shirt a little just to see her perfect skin with his own eyes. How beautiful she was. He lowered to touch her with his lips, inhaling her. She sighed. He grew more passionate, his mind wondering how much longer he could take this exploring of her. His hands pushing the fabric further up, he devoured her and she arched her back in joy. He suddenly enclosed her athletic body in his hands, lifting her up and tearing down her shirt. She gasped. They stopped for a minute, sitting there.
Rey extended her arm and lifted his shirt a little. The fabric was soft and neatly woven, unlike anything she had ever had access to. To her, it almost felt royal. But the fabric was of secondary importance. She now wanted it all. Pushing her hands up on his strong body, she lifted the uniform with it, just to take it off in the end. He was so shredded. She started to lose her mind and for an unguarded moment, her lips parted at the view. The mere sight of his abs sent her blood boiling. He was a finely shaped weapon, even in his body. Klyo was more than satisfied with her look, suppressing a smirk. He felt triumphant. Now he had no doubts she wanted him just as bad as he wanted her.
With a gentle push, he sent her back to the bed. He was on top of her, their naked bodies meeting and he bit her neck and lips, feeling his craze taking over him. Rey wanted to feel his muscles, one by one she ran her fingers on them. She never touched a human male like this, she never imagined it had so much detail in it. Even his back was interesting, the two pillars of his muscles enclosing the valley of his spine. She slid her hand down on his bones. Kylo felt his skin shiver under her touch. Did she train all her life to make him go crazy?
His hands moved down, to the thighs, and further down. "I'm gonna make this right, Rey.", he growled in her ears, while he caressed her in a spot he now was familiar with. "You won't remember anything but joy, anything but me when you think of this day. I will see to that." That was exactly what she had hoped for.
Sensing her demand, he undid her bra and pulled down her torn pants. He left her underwear intact though. It drove him insane to hold back, but he feared to scare her. He considered that ripping off all her clothes at once would have been too much for her.
Her body almost entirely exposed, he started to discover her more. He slid up his hands in a tight grip on her strong legs, feeling the outline of her muscles. Every ounce of her was so mesmerizing. He had to taste her more. Grabbing her round bottoms, he sunk his teeth into her skin, leaving love bites on her stomach, then on the inner side of her thigh. Her skin was much softer there if that was even possible. He could smell the scent of her essence. She gasped. It was a perfect mixture of joy and pain. She felt he was an animal inside, a wolf in a sheep's clothing. It scared her a little, but she couldn't help to picture him eventually going down on her with all his force. Good Lord, when he heard that. This girl was naughty! Did she just really think of that? He emerged from between her thighs to look at her face in astonishment, to see whether this had reflected on her. She bit her lips on that thought. Kylo was in disbelief of having caught her so intimately with her subtle wishes. It was so incredibly sexual. He had to taste those lips that muffled those nasty thoughts. He plunged on her hungrily.
His hand was pulled downward like by a magnet and when he slid his hand on her bare pussy, he already felt how wet she was. Sweet lord. This girl was in need of a fuck. He pulled down her underwear and now she lay naked in front of him. Strong and radiant. His was bluffed and overjoyed at the same time. He wanted to reflect more, as it took him so awfully long to achieve this but he was torn apart by the desire that exploded within him.
Knowing that she wished for it, he went down on her with all his passion. Rey writhed and moaned, his hands claiming her. He was done playing nice. Her head was only filled with him. He slid down his middle finger where she liked it so much, but this time, he was not stopping. He halted for the fraction of a second and then slowly pushed his finger into her. He was inside her. This was so much better than he ever could dream of. She already whimpered. She forgot to reflect on his every move, to narrate the fact that it was the first time to everything. He felt graced. No man had touched her like this before. He could very well feel her hymen. He slowly started to move his hand up and down and steadied himself on his hand over her face. Her eyes were shut, she was completely overtaken by what was happening. He wanted more of this. Carefully, not to hurt her, he added speed, reading her mind's every desire. She whimpered uncontrollably, grabbing his hand that was next to her head. He placed his thumb on her clit and continued pushing her. She was enjoying this so much. Being touched at two spots at the same time. He was in total control of her. He needed not to have second thoughts. But he didn't want her to cum yet. He turned her on her stomach, exposing her from behind. He bit on her neck and placed his fingers back into her. That annoying device on her back was disturbing and he wanted all of her, but he had no idea how to take it off without hurting her. So he decided to continue to make her moan. Yet he slowed his hands. He wanted her so bad now. Rey was half unconscious, but she sensed him halting back. She turned. He was still clothed from the belly down. She knew it would be her turn to undress him, and she wanted to, were it not for her scare of what she might see, how she would feel if she undid his pants. "Don't you dare think of what you have seen before.", Kylo lashed out at her with sudden rage.
With a peremptory move, he spun her around to her stomach again, placing back his fingers where they belonged. With his other hand, he undid his trousers. He held her mind firmly in the present, not letting her sway to any ridiculous, unwanted moment. He was now naked too. He didn't plan to enter her from the behind for the first time, but she could have been derailed at the sight of her manhood because of what had happened earlier. He lowered himself on her back inch by inch. She felt him pulsating. She was little nervous. She wondered whether and how much it is going to hurt, how it might feel like. Did he do this often? Was she his first too? Am I going to bleed? Nevertheless, she was ready to accept him. She craved him. He certainly would do everything to make this enjoyable for her, right? She had no idea anyway how to instruct him what to do, and placed herself at his mercy.
He carefully entered her, causing her to let out a loud, surprised inhale. It was so unfamiliar to her, straining her muscles apart. Despite the light unease, she felt herself going wet over it. He growled in joy. It thrilled him to no end. She was so warm and tight, trembling for more. Now all he had to do was to make good on his promise to her. To deliver her the immense bliss he wanted. It was no easy task considering that it was her first time. But he was now determined to finish what he has started.
He moved slowly, feeling her squeeze on him and hearing her moan. He was furious to see her face. He brushed her hair to one side and placed himself on her back, to be close to her voices at least. He sensed her nervousness. He bit her neck to distract her as he pushed himself deeper, his finger circling on her clit. Now she was in joy. Good lord, she was wet like a lake. He felt he had approached her untouched parts. But he needed to finish this.
With all his mind concentrating on guiding her thoughts towards bliss, he pushed her, rupturing the thin veil. She sensed this and shivered under a cry, but she was quickly over it as he continued to distract her from the pain. Now she was ready to be taken to the furthest point of the galaxy. But he wanted to see her face. The last time he couldn't witness her cumming, only from the reactions of her body. It was breathtaking that time but he needed more. He withdrew himself and turned her on her back. The sight of her almost unconscious, blushed face filled with lust and greed took him by surprise and made him only more dedicated to his plan. He advanced and pushed himself into her. It went already so much easier than moments ago. He could follow the path of his member mirrored on her face. She let out the same, surprised gasp like before. She was his. He reclined on his elbows, placing them above the shoulders of Rey so she was locked tightly. He began to push himself slowly and with all his force made himself turn to kiss her neck instead of her mesmerizing eyes to put her even more at ease. Her hands were all over him, in his raven hair, on his strong back, embracing his body in a caress he never could dream of. Oh, how much he wanted to do this right. To bliss her even though it was her first time. He focused all his willpower on this. No bad move. And at the same time, he sensed himself turning to almost a tool to achieve his goal. She was faintly whimpering in his ears. Her hands digging into his flesh and hair. He read her mind and quickened, it was the right spot. Her cries became stronger and louder, and he was also panting. She was completely lost, seeing only blackness and hearing her own lustful sounds. He felt so good. She prayed he wouldn't stop. He held her tight with his elbows, entering her to the maximum of her anatomy. She was getting the taste of this lust. Just in time, as he felt it was getting harder and harder to contain his release. She drove him crazy. Her hands tightened on his neck, pulling his ears to her moaning mouth, he couldn't hear anything else. She was getting closer. He pushed her more, following her unspoken wishes. For a few seconds, he lost himself in her. He wanted to see it. He got himself up to his hand on one side, only to meet her half closed eyes. She wanted him to see it too, his well earned reward of his desire taking shape in front of his eyes. She was so close. Again. He quickened and tossed her a little to place. She felt his weight on herself, so safe, his body turning her on. His face was so full of lust over her.
God, Kylo. More. Her release was upon her.
She closed her eyes. Her body screamed joy. This was otherworldly.
Only for a split of the second, he was able to see her, because the wave that he sent through her body took him so forcefully, he also released. He moaned. It took him by surprise. Although he was so focused on this being her first time, it was his too. It swept him away like a tsunami. He heard Rey's cries of joy like from far away, her hands closing on his body to find support. She saw stars, her inside exploding. This was so much more powerful than last time. She felt her eyes filling with the tears of joy. Writhing uncontrollably, she whimpered for what seemed to her an eternity. Her body had taken over her. She started to wind down on her climax. Why did she refuse this in the first place?
He felt the unfamiliar feeling of his power leaving him. He collapsed on her, trying not to crush her. They stayed there for a few moments, still united. Their panting slowed. Rey run her hands through his dark hair. He didn't lie. He really gave her all she wanted. And more.
Kylo lifted his head, his somewhat foggy eyes observing the bliss on her face. He kissed her and removed himself from her gently at the same time. He never thought any moment further than this, but now he knew it was not enough. He felt like he couldn't observe her thoroughly enough. He needed to do this again.
Rey still had her eyes closed, floating in her absolution. Her thirst for this man was quenched. Her torment over. Her thoughts cleared. He had set him free.
He was on top of her, but clearly, she wasn't disturbed the slightest by it. He searched her mind with a pinch of guilt. He felt that it was inappropriate to do so since she was so lost, but he needed to dwell in her mental space too. This overwhelming joy he gave her made him feel accomplished. She was so full of him. Suddenly, he became aware of a thought fragment. He started to follow it, carefully. Like a lightening, the revelation came.
She wanted to turn him.
This chilled him to his bones. Was she using him? Did she only give in to follow a master plan? How was she capable of such a dark plan? Was there any need at all to turn her? Wasn't she a Sith already? He almost felt ridiculous as a villain. He was so puzzled, he didn't know how to react. He needed some distance. He sat up on the bed, but unable to move further. He was perplexed. Rey sensed this and quickly arouse. "What did you do?" His voice was like someone choked him. Rey tried to read him because she had no idea what he meant, but he pushed her away. She knew he must have dug deeper than she anticipated he would and must have found out her secret.
Kylo felt raging anger whirl up in him. How dare she use him like that? And that for the second time?! That ridiculous thought of hers. He was solid as a rock in his choice, in his power. An urge came upon him to get up and leave her open just like that. Ere he could act upon it, his mind felt a strong push in the Force. It was Rey. She looked in his eyes sternly. She was so strong. Her moaning made him forget about that. "Don't you see?', she said. She was completely changed. She had so much grace in her, even so exposed. She didn't mind anymore. "I want you." This earnest and simple statement made his heart skip a beat. What was she saying? Just what? He couldn't help but stare at her, his eyes wide open. He froze. He never expected her to be in so much control of him. "I want you, Kylo Ren.", she affirmed. She never called him by his name before. She only called him names. What happened to her? Did he do this? Did he unleash this upon himself? He felt the control slipping from him by the second. She was way out of line here and as a stubborn fighter she was, Kylo feared he had little hope to get her back in without violence. That clever, fox of a scavenger girl. The roles have changed and now she was in control and God she loved that.
She couldn't hold back her affection anymore, she wanted to return him at least a little of what he has given her. She treated him so unfairly. She moved closer to this puzzled man until she was in his lap. She took his head and kissed him, causing him to take her into his arms. "I feel the light coming to the surface in you. It wants to emerge. I can help. I want you to be mine, Ben Solo.", she whispered in his ears, causing chill running down his spine upon hearing his long-forgotten name.
Her words cut through him. The light inside of him. He secretly admitted that she was speaking the truth. He had sensed something to be off within himself since he met Rey, but he gave himself the excuse that it was because he so desperately wanted to unite their bodies. Now that this was done, this conjecture crawled back to him. Her clarity, which exceeded his over his own relationship with the Force left him breathless. He closed his eyes in dismay. By doing that, the lack of sleep weighted heavily on him suddenly. He felt sedated. He should have said something, protest even, and were it not for his affection, he most certainly would have considered choking her to death, but he couldn't. Her radiating warmth was too addictive. Just like mind-reading wasn't a one-way thing, taming was also working both ways.
She felt how drained he was. Kylo was trying to force his eyes open again, but they resisted. He needed rest and he needed it now. Sleeping here sure was a tempting thing, but what would happen if they were calling him to duty and wouldn't find him or worse, find him here, as they were? Then he remembered that no one could open that door but him… and his dilemma didn't get easier with an ounce. How much longer could he keep this "secret" of him possibly running? It was a great wonder that Snoke didn't find out yet or at least hasn't questioned him about how his mission to win over the girl was going.
Rey felt how tormented he was over staying or leaving. She let out a long, nervous exhale through her nose, collecting her courage, then she pulled him down to the bed. There was no way she was going to let him leave when he just had deflowered her. He had to pay his toll and if that toll was the risk of being caught, then it had to be. Kylo had no power to resist her. She most certainly would feel so used if he left and would want to slaughter him again. The excuse to win her trust was always working.
They laid there, her head on his chest, hearing his heart beating just inches away from her. He did have a heart after all. At least anatomically, she thought. He already was falling asleep, fleeing her every word. She studied his pale skin, his black hair, his lips. She had him just as much as he had her. As absurd it was, she felt safe in his arms, for the first time in her life. If keeping your enemies close was an advice to follow, she was an overachiever. She wasn't sure how literal she should have gone with this, but the fact was, now that Kylo Ren was sleeping in her arms, there were not many people she had to worry about trying to kill her. On that thought, she closed her eyes. She let out a relieved sigh. He felt his polished skin under her fingers, his strong hands on her. With a faint smile, she fell to sleep.