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A/N: In this story, Captain Phasma survived the battle against Finn in The Last Jedi.

Only You

Chapter 1

Two years have passed since the battle of Crait. Rey's Force connection with Ben didn't stop. He would appear in her Resistance meetings...in her meditations...and in her dreams without warning. Her visions of him were frightening. No, she was not sure if that was the right word... Some of her dreams were nightmares, but some weren't. Rey shook her head forcefully. No, she would not think of those right now. Her feelings for him have always been turbulent, but in the past two years, her feelings have become more confusing. Yes...that was a more appropriate word.

She was watching him now as he trained. He was relentless. She had seen him destroy battle simulator droids time and time again. Ben was always so focused. So dedicated. She admired his form as he swung his turbulent lightsaber and dodged attacks from the simulator. Her eyes traveled down as she also admired his physique. His bare arms rippling with aggression, his strong, naked back...and her eyes traveled lower. Rey's cheeks flushed. No...she can't have this again.

Ben sliced the battle simulator droid with one slice of his saber and his eyes shot at her. The way he looked at her had also changed...and evolved, she would say. She would never forget their first force connection after Crait…

The Millennium Falcon landed on Batuu to refuel. Everyone traveled off the ship to stretch their legs and look at different scenery. Rey stayed on board. She walked back to her small, cramped quarters to refresh and change. She put on a long, comfortable white tunic. She grabbed her under things. She was about to step into a pair when she saw a pair of sad, dark eyes staring at her across the room. Rey quickly threw the under things behind her cot. Rey's cheeks burned and her eyes stared at Ben in shock. Thankfully, her tunic stretched to her knees, but that's all she was wearing...and the material was thin.

Ben was also in his quarters. It was much larger than hers, but stark, cold and lonely. He sat at the edge of a large bed in black and silver bedding. There was an old, tattered book next to him, but she couldn't make out what he was reading. He didn't say anything for a while. His eyes just looked lost. Through the force she could sense his anger, resentment, and fear, but the overwhelming feeling of disappointment blanketed his being.

He got up from his bed and walked toward her. She froze where she was standing and crossed her arms in front of her chest in case her tunic was too sheer. Rey could feel Ben trying to muster up his rage toward her, and he did, but inevitably his rage melted into despair. Ben's tenacity never disappointed. Even if he couldn't maintain his rage, he would never let her have the satisfaction.

"I'm going to find you," Ben said roughly, staring at her with intense eyes. "You, the Resistance...it's only a matter of time." His voice was even, but there was an undeniable savage quality that spoke of his raw, unrelenting emotions. He stopped right in front of her and slowly looked her up and down. Her hair was still damp from the refresher. It was different to see her hair completely down. Amongst his rage and despair, he could still feel the intense attraction he had for her. He knew she felt the same toward him. She always had. He stepped a little bit closer toward her until his head hovered over hers.

She stepped back until her bare calves hit her cot behind her. She still couldn't move. Her shock was paralyzing. As he towered over her form, he took off his black gloves, and violently threw them on the ground beside his feet. His right hand gently reached out to the tips of her damp hair. He took a lock, caressed it with his thumb and forefinger, and tucked it behind her ear. His hand traveled down her neck. He must have realized that his hand was caressing her neck for too long because he suddenly took back his hand, as if it was burned. His gaze became raw before her. "You're going to regret not coming with me," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

The Force connection suddenly closed and Rey stood, trembling. From fear...from something…

With one final blow, Kylo Ren destroyed the battle simulator droid before him. He sensed Rey through the Force during his training session, but he couldn't stop his attacks because she was there. The sting of her rejection was the root of the gnawing ache he experienced every time he saw her.

He asked her once on Takodana to train her. He asked her to join him, be by his side, after slaughtering Snoke. And on Crait, as she was boarding the Millennium Falcon, his eyes pleaded with her during their Force connection. He would not ask her and be rejected again. His pride could only take so much abuse.

He grabbed a towel on the rack beside him to wipe off the sweat from his head, chest, back and torso. He knew Rey was watching him. He wanted her to look at him. He turned his back to her and continued to dry off the sweat. Through the force he felt Rey's feelings of shame and embarrassment encompass her. He could sense that she was trying to block him out through the force, but she was not completely successful. He sensed her feelings of desire spike suddenly, and then shame, once again, engulfed her. This satisfied him. If he could not have her, at least he knew that he was the cause of her desire. Not the First Order traitor. Not the Resistance pilot.

He glanced back at her and she looked away. She was sitting with her legs folded. It looks like she was meditating, he thought. In the past two years they've had yelling matches, ignoring sessions, casual discussions and awkward moments where one or both of them were in their private quarters… He shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts of vulnerable images of Rey on her cot...in the refresher...changing out of her clothes... At this point, their Force sessions were on a daily occurence. They were a part of each other's lives, and there was nothing they could do about it. He would never admit to her that in the midst of the pain she caused him, their forced intimacy gave him something to look forward to during his long days as Supreme Leader. During the few moments of down time he had, besides training relentlessly to channel his pent-up aggression, he started reading one of the old Jedi sacred texts from his youth. He didn't know why he smuggled it back with him all of those years ago, or maybe he didn't want to acknowledge why. It didn't matter. He scoured the pages trying to research Force connections, but he couldn't find anything useful. He only remembered his uncle's words to him during his first training session with the Force so many years ago: "Reach out with your feelings."

Kylo realized that the Force had a will entirely on its own, but could his Force connection with Rey be influenced by the...feelings...between them? Were they able to appear to one another if they willed it? Snoke was gone, but their connection remained. Maybe it wasn't just the will of the Force that was connecting them.

Rey was ashamed of her...whatever it was...toward Ben. Now that Luke was gone, Rey was left alone. No official teacher. No official training. Leia would do what she could, but she wasn't as proficient as Master Skywalker...or Ben.

Ben turned around to look at her one last time and then left. The Force connection cut short. She imagined that he was heading to the refresher to wash up…

Kylo put the water on inside the refresher and let his muscles relax as the hot water ran down his body. He thought of Rey often in the refresher. He hated it. He...enjoyed it. He was disgusted at himself and his interest in a woman who chose not to be with him. He swore to his uncle that he was going to destroy her, but as he locked eyes with Rey as she boarded the Millenium Falcon that day, all he could do was stare at her. If he summoned his rage, he could have summoned the boulders behind the Resistance base and stall the ship from leaving...but he didn't. He was on a bent knee in front of her...pleading and hurt. His ego took a lot of damage that day.

He shut the refresher off and put on his normal attire. It was still strange to roam the First Order ship without his helmet. He knew that he terrified most of the people around him. Without his helmet, he got more appraising looks from the females on board...and from a few of the males...but they still thought he was a creature with strange, mystical powers that they couldn't understand...and didn't want to understand. They're ignorant, he thought disgustedly.

Kylo walked into his command base and nodded curtly to Hux as the red head was consulting with Captain Phasma. He didn't trust him, but Hux was necessary in running day to day operations.

"Ah, Supreme Leader," Hux said. "Captain Phasma has gained some fascinating intelligence from one of the resistance prisoners. It seems as though unidentified X-wings have been flying back and forth on Ryloth. We are unsure as to why, but it looks suspicious."

Kylo considered the intel. "Are we sure this intel is reliable? The planet is far. I don't want to waste time and resources on a destination that yields no results."

"I assure you that our information is reliable. The man was tortured severely," Phasma replied. "I shall take my battalion to Ryloth on your command."

Kylo nodded. "Do so."

"Shall I take prisoners?" Phasma asked.

"There's no reason to," Kylo replied, but he hesitated. "Unless you find my mother...and the girl."

"Hmm," interrupted Hux. "I quite agree. We will give the impression that the new First Order is merciful, especially now that the galaxy is prospering so well. Capturing them both will be a symbolic end to the Resistance." Hux was deep in thought. "Yes, I will make a speech and broadcast it over the holonet to claim our final victory."

Kylo wasn't particularly fond of public speaking, so he didn't have a problem with Hux taking the hypothetical victory. "Fine," Kylo said, and then left.

It was dark on Ryloth. General Leia still had contacts there who desperately feared the First Order. Since Ben's ascendency to Supreme Leader, the planets in the Inner Rim and Mid Rim boasted of prosperity and equality in their regions. Most of the planets in those systems have aligned themselves with the First Order without many complaints of mistreatment. However, the Resistance was hearing horrifying reports from some of the planets in the Outer Rim...even some rumors from the Unknown Regions of forced slavery on its people to mine resources. From there, the First Order was sending those resources to the Inner and Mid Rim planets to gain their favor.

The Twi'lek people moved Rey and the rest of the Resistance to their underground caves. It was quiet and safe there, but Rey would travel to the surface to be by herself and practice her Force abilities. Above the caves was a thick, dense jungle filled with dangerous creatures. Rey hoped that she would never have to encounter any of them. She had her own room in the underground caves. Her quarters were small, but they were hers. The lack of windows bothered her quite a bit, but at least she had her own refresher. Finn and Poe had their quarters far away from hers. For unmated citizens, the Twi'leks separated the quarters of the males and females for modesty; unmated females in one region of the caves, unmated males in the other. Couples and families were in another section. In her quarters, Rey had a lone cot, a comfortable lounger with pillows, and a trunk of fresh clothes from the Twi'lek females. The Twi'leks even managed to install tall, wooden doors for each room. They somehow bolted the wooden door into the rock work. As long as she had privacy, Rey didn't care how they did it.

It was late, and Rey laid on her cot. Amongst all of the people that surrounded her, she felt terribly alone. She felt it the most at night. That's when she would allow herself to think of Ben. She no longer thought of him as Kylo Ren anymore. When she spoke of him to Finn and Poe, she called him by his official title, but for her, she was past the point of formalities. He was no longer the creature in a mask who had no heart or genuine feeling. No, she didn't agree with his actions, but he'd been wronged. She couldn't go with him...and take his hand. Rey shivered at the thought. Take. His. Hand. She's thought about that every night. He offered himself to her and she turned him down. It tore at her, but she couldn't throw away her friends and their noble cause for his destructive path.

Or maybe that was it? Ben had been a decent ruler these past two years. Unless the rumors of forced slavery are true, Rey thought. She was frustrated. It always came to Ben's decisions...his monstrous decisions. Could anyone care for anyone who made horrendous choices like that? Someone who would torch entire villages? Take no prisoners?

No, that would make me a horrible person. I cannot care for him, Rey thought. Yes, this was her struggle every night. Arguing with herself. Inevitably, before she would drift off to sleep, she would imagine reaching through their Force bond and touching his hand...his face...his hair…

Rey fell asleep and started to dream. She was still in her white, sheer tunic and saw Ben. She was in his personal quarters, sleeping in his huge bed. It's a dream. I'm not going to think. I can allow myself to feel…

After a long day, Kylo entered his chambers and shut off the lights. He peeled off his normal attire and just wore a pair of loose black pants to bed. Man he was exhausted. In his weakness, as he closed his eyes, he thought of Rey. He fell asleep quickly…

In his dream, he was still in his bed. He opened his eyes and was shocked to see Rey sitting at the edge of his bed, peacefully smiling at him. His heart leapt and started beating at an alarming rate. She was in her thin white tunic. Her hair was down. It looked so soft… He sat up quickly. Should he talk first? It's his dream. It didn't matter. Certainly he could indulge...

"I'm back," Rey whispered, her smile growing.

Kylo gave her a genuine smile. His voice was husky, "Please come to me." He gestured to the area next to him on the bed.

Rey's cheeks flushed deeply, but she climbed on the bed and got under the sheets. She sat next to him. Even though this was his dream, he always felt apprehensive. It's not like he was used to being with anyone. Besides tending to his obligations, he spent most of his free time alone...minus his Force sessions with her.

He didn't want to rush his time with her...never…

They turned to face each other. With his right hand, he touched the tips of Rey's hair and tucked it behind her ear, just like he did two years ago. "Do you have any idea how much I've missed you?" he asked in a low, desperate voice.

Rey's face remained flushed, but her eyes were exhilarated. "I...I've missed you too," Rey whispered, moving her face closer to his.

Kylo rested his forehead against hers. "I want to be with you," he said gently, taking her hands in his. He picked up her hands and brought them to his lips, kissing her knuckles. "Promise me that you'll be with me one day," he demanded in a low, pleading voice. "I don't want to do this without you."

He watched Rey's chest rise and fall. A lone tear slid down her left check. He brushed it away for her with his thumb. "Yes," Rey whispered. "Wait for me."

With his right hand, he gently pulled Rey's chin closer to him. "Can I kiss you, Rey?"

Her eyes brightened and she breathed heavily. "Yes."

Kylo moved his head to the side and brought her soft lips to his. It was a slow, heady kiss that became more aggressive with every nip. He traced his tongue along her lower lip and she gasped. Rey softly nudged Kylo against the headboard and seated herself on top of him. He pulled her against his chest and pressed his lips against her neck. He continued a trail of gentle kisses up her neck until he got to her right ear, and he softly sucked on her earlobe.

Rey closed her eyes and sighed. She put her hands on his strong shoulders and slid them down to his chest. He felt so good. His well-built arms wrapped around her possessively. She felt so safe with him. Rey felt hot and excited by his touch. His lips were still on her earlobe, but she wanted more from him. Even in her dreams, she still felt nervous about going all the way...but she couldn't help herself when it came to Ben. Her desire for him was natural.

"Come under with me," she whispered to him indicating to the sheets.

Kylo watched Rey as she took the bottom of her tunic and pulled it slowly over her head, exposing her bare breasts. Her face flushed even more and she quickly looked down, obviously shy. Only her thin, white under things remained. He slid his hands down her exposed back and crushed her body against his. Rey gasped at the bare contact and his body shuddered. He had never felt so aroused in his life as he felt her bare chest against his. He nudged his face in the crook of her neck as he breathed in her scent. "You don't have to be shy, Rey," he whispered to her. "It's me."

He let her untangle herself from him as she slid under the covers. She laid on her side, facing him. Likewise, he slid underneath the covers and turned sideways to face her. She inched closer to him and put her hands on his shoulders. She gripped him as she brought her face close to his. She nuzzled her nose against his. "Can you just...touch me...tonight?" she quietly requested, her face feeling getting hot under his gaze.

"We can go slow," Kylo whispered back. "I just want to be with you."

Kylo gently pushed Rey on her back and he slid his body over hers. Rey squeezed his shoulders, shut her eyes, and breathed heavily as he lowered his body on her.

She let her hands slide onto the back of his shoulders to feel his muscles ripple under her touch. So strong, she thought. She admired his mind...and body. Ben kissed her again, slow and hungry. He was so careful with her. It warmed her...everywhere. He was so focused and attentive on her body. He kissed down her neck...down to her breasts… He caressed them gently. He ran his thumb over her right nipple and Rey gasped and moaned. She shut her eyes.

"Rey," Ben whispered, "Do you want me to go lower?"

Rey kept her eyes closed. "O-Oh," she moaned loudly as he again stroked his thumb over her nipple. Her breath came out in small pants, but she couldn't control her loud moaning as she writhed underneath him. "Yes," she finally said.

Ben's right hand slid down her body and she spread her legs open a little wider as he stroked her inner thigh. With his thumb, he stroked her moist sex and Rey threw her head back against his pillow in ecstasy.

Ben nuzzled the crook of her neck and inhaled her scent. "It could always be like this," he said huskily in her ear as he continued to stroke her, slowly moving his finger in and out of her sex. She continued to pant. "I only want to be with you like this," he said against her ear, kissing it. "Don't you see, Rey?"

Ben brought his face to hers and caressed her lips with his own…

Rey was awoken suddenly. Someone was shaking her.

Kylo suddenly awoke from his dream, beads of perspiration lining his forehead. He inwardly growled to himself in frustration. Every time I give in to that woman… He got up from his bed and headed straight to the refresher to relieve his tension. He put the water on, but switched it to a cooler setting. He leaned his body against the wall of the refresher and let the cool water drip over him. How many times did he have to go through this? It would be so much easier if he was the type to take any lover, but being just able to release wasn't enough. It wasn't good enough. A sleazy mistress wasn't his style and a daughter of a wealthy political alliance would just annoy him. Either one would be easy enough to acquire, but they wouldn't do.

He shut the water off an dried himself. He decided to take a walk around the ship to distract himself. Kylo put on his normal attire and walked into his command center.

Hux was there, of course, quite pleased with himself. "Supreme Leader, I have some excellent news."

"Yes?" asked Kylo, distracted with his thoughts.

"Phasma was entirely successful with her recent excursion to Ryloth," Hux said with enthusiasm.

Kylo's eyes quickly darted to Hux. "The Resistance is there?"

"Yes, Phasma's intel is quite detailed," Hux said. He was going to elaborate on the information, but Kylo quickly turned around and left the command center.

Kylo knew what he had to do. He immediately headed to his private aircraft and set a path for Ryloth.

Rey was awoken from her sleep. She was sweaty and flushed from her arousing dream. Rose was in her room, erratically shaking her shoulders.

"Rey, you need to wake up! They're here!" Rose yelled. "We have to go above ground and protect the Twi'leks. The First Order cannot know that they live in the caves underground."

Rey quickly got up from her cot and started putting her normal clothes on. She grabbed Luke's broken lightsaber and shoved it into her side garments.

Rose grabbed Rey's staff that was leaning against the wall, and handed it to Rey. "Here," Rose said, and reached onto her side buckle. She unhooked one of the two blasters she had. "Take this too," Rose said as she handed Rey a blaster. "Now, let's go."

As Rey and Rose exited the female wing of the underground dwellings, they saw a line of Twi'leks quickly scurrying deeper into the caves as the Resistance fighters were going above ground through the jungle. Thankfully, the jungle concealed the opening of the underground caves well. Unless the Twi'leks ventured above ground, they should be safe.

When they reached the jungle, Rose worriedly turned to Rey. "I need to find Finn," Rose said.

Rey looked at her and nodded with understanding. "Go find him. I'll be fine."

Rey treaded carefully through the jungle. Suddenly, she could sense a dark, frustrated presence through the Force. It was desperate and longing for something. She knew who it was...and she knew who he was looking for. Rey saw a nearby boulder and hid behind it, not that he still couldn't find her, but she felt that she temporarily needed a physical object between her and Ben. It wouldn't accomplish anything if she ran. She knew this day was going to come.

A few moments later, Ben came around the corner. No helmet. His lightsaber wasn't even drawn. He walked closer and stopped ten feet away from her. He was out of breath, but his eyes were wild and fierce. Rey could sense the roaring emotions that pulled at him. Frustration. Anger. Relief. Longing.

Once Kylo's aircraft landed, he bolted out into the thick jungle to track down Rey. He gave explicit orders to his crew that neither his mother or Rey were to be harmed. His day finally came. He could feel it.

As he stalked through the jungle, he aggression overtook him. He sliced through the Resistance fighters easily as he made his way deeper into the brush. He could sense where Rey was. Just a little further ahead. Through the Force he sensed her weariness and her anxiety. He knew that she could sense him too. Why wasn't she running? Kylo thought. It completely puzzled him. He didn't sense rage. He didn't sense defiance or fear. Rey was just...tired.

He finally saw her. She was leaning against a large boulder. It actually looked like she was waiting for him. He stopped for a moment just to gaze at her. Kylo was sure that he looked like a man thirsting for water. He eyed Rey's staff in one hand and a blaster in another. With a quick flick of his wrist, the staff dropped on the ground below to her left...but she didn't move to pick it back up… With a wave of his hand, he suspended the blaster in the air and then crushed it. She didn't even flinch… He didn't want to scare her. He just didn't want her attacking him.

Kylo didn't come to fight her. He came to take what was his all along.

He stepped closer to her until his head hovered above hers. He placed one hand on the boulder next to her head. He leaned in so that his breath tickled her ear. "Were you waiting for me, Rey?" Kylo whispered. He felt her shiver through the Force. "Are you going to try to escape from me again?" He indulged and closed his eyes to breathe in her scent.

He started reading her thoughts, but didn't move from her body. "You're tired…" He said. "You've been hiding...going from location to location… You're frustrated since no one will listen to you. Very few take you seriously... " Kylo continued on. As he read her thoughts, he came upon an image of his mother attempting to train Rey in the Force. "For those who pay you attention, they cannot give you want...or need…" Kylo looked down at Rey, hoping that she was as enraptured with him as he was with her, but she was in turmoil...and silent. So unlike her… Usually she's threatening me by now… He moved his hand from her cheek to under her chin and turned her face to look at him. "Are you finally going to come with me?" Kylo asked gently.

Ben's sensitive eyes were searching hers for some kind of assurance. She realized that she didn't want to run anymore. She was tired of yelling at him with her biting words. Ben was going to take her back with him. He was going to take her away from her friends...their cause. At first, this was a melancholy thought to her, but then she thought further...

For the past few years, Rey honestly thought about what the Resistance meant to her...what the cause meant to her... She was uneducated when it came to politics. She just didn't want people getting abused and taken advantage of. The Resistance provided her comradery. But they're friends...not family… Finn and Rose were going to start their own family. Poe was interested in her at first, but she didn't like him in the same way. He sensed it and quickly moved onto the next woman...and then another...and then another. She got so wrapped up into the Resistance… She formed a friendship with Finn, who then fell in love with Rose...and she formed a connection with Han Solo, who was then killed...but the real reason why she stayed was because the Force awoken within her and she wanted answers. Well, it was two years later, and she still didn't get answers. Instead, she's still fighting for a cause she didn't completely understand… She gave them what they wanted - a symbol, a fighter - but Rey never received what she desired. When was Rey going to get answers? When was she going to move on with her life...and do what made her happy?

On her side, hidden in her garments, she could could feel Luke's broken lightsaber. After Crait, once they all escaped on the Millennium Falcon, she remembered holding the broken lightsaber in her hands...and looking at Finn and Rose...and looking at the broken lightsaber. This...frustration...started at that moment. This...confusion. This turmoil. She realized it then. Everyone else was moving on. Everyone else was making future plans...but her.

Ben broke her out of her thoughts by bringing her chin closer to his mouth and brushing his lips against hers. Ben greedily kissed her...and she found herself kissing him back. This man...who continually asked her, pleaded with her, fought her, ignored her...shared with her...his inner thoughts and ambitions and future with her. She finally gave into him.

Ben gently cradled her head as he kissed her, his lips nipping and caressing hers. Rey's heart was pounding. She put one hand on his chest...and realized that his was doing the same.

She broke the kiss. "I want to go with you, Ben," Rey whispered against his lips.

A/N: Thank you for reading!