A/N: This is set a few years passed TFA. Things have changed quite a bit.

Lemons throughout this story including this chapter. Anyone squeamish sorry.

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Prologue: You Win

Kylo Ren wanted her so bad. Just a scent. Just a touch. Anything at this point.

The leader of the First Order was used to getting what he wanted and right now it was just her. Her with that long flowing hair. Her wearing that angelic white robe. Her with that calm demeanor. Her with that power… that control over the force.

Control. He was always obsessed with control. The way she was taking her sweet time with that naughty smirk was testing his control.

Little scavenger Rey from Jakku was long gone.

The most powerful Jedi in the galaxy was now his prize.

Took you long enough.

A calm, Jedi Master Rey slowed her approach, staring through that open mound in the vast Endor forest she was told to meet, a stream of the moonlight breaking through canopy to light her face. Brushing back her long brown bangs, she stood in a pit of fallen branches, glancing up over a grassy hill as she felt his presence. That brooding rage that had only intensified as the years passed since they first met.

That rage which first scared her. Then battled her, and now made her come to secluded places like this.

These meetings were more and more normal to her. For better or worse.

With a brilliant flash, Rey's blue lightsaber casts a cool hue over her eyes, letting just enough light to bathe the darkness to reveal Kylo Ren's fluttering tunic above. She stares at him calmly and confident, those sparkling eyes piercing into his dark mask like blue gems. From the Dark side's view Jedi's were so proper... condescending to a point. It only made it more fun for Kylo to break this one.

"Seems like you had more trouble with our forces than usual." Kylo poked at her, knowing all too well how the war was swinging their way.

Rey looked indifferent at the notion. "Even so, many of your storm troopers fell. Same result as far as I'm concerned."

Indeed, the Jedi left a trail of First Order blood getting here, only making Kylo want her more. The sounds of battle were muffled from this far out in the deep forest, the First Order airstrike on this particular Resistance base one of many in the last days.

Kylo nodded, not really in approval or disagreement of her small victories against his soldiers. All he wanted was this little morsel in front of him. This war wasn't his obsession any longer. That was spilled blue milk.

He already had his victory wrapped in a white robe below as far as he was concerned.

"Honestly, as long as you get to me." Kylo kept eyeing his 'victory'. "I really don't care how many you them you kill."

The Jedi merely shrugged.

"Then you have nothing to worry about." Rey answered, motioning for him with a finger. "I will kill as many of your troopers as you send."

Little Rey... so snug aren't you?

"I like that attitude." Kylo said firmly. "The day you stop seeing me is the day I 'care' about any of this anymore."

"The way your army is slaughtering us leaves me with little choice doesn't it?"

Rey's voice used to have more venom with a statement like that. That was more a year ago. These days it was just a statement of sad fact.

"Keep pretending it's all because of this war if it helps you sleep at night." Kylo was only amusement behind that medieval mask of his.

"Let's just get this done so I can return to my allies Ben."

With a nod they both knew what they were doing. The game they were playing. For Rey, she wanted Kylo here as well. A Kylo Ren that was with her wasn't tearing Resistance soldiers apart. A Ben Solo that was with her was something she was growing accustom to. Like it or not.

Lust for favors.

"It took you a little longer than usual." Kylo Ren slid down the mound to meet her, his boots crushing the branches below with a hard crunch.

"I think your patience is just weakening." Rey countered, slowly bringing her lightsaber down to her side, extinguishing the light, inviting him in as usual with a simple press of a button. She was inviting the darkness in. A darkness that she once repulsed.

"Maybe you're really worth all this the trouble." Kylo Ren towered over the smaller girl, staring her down as her face was only to his chest.

Rey's moon lit expression was as usual tranquil. Kylo looked her over like a trophy, analyzing every pore of her smooth milky skin. He notices a few cuts and bruises, inspecting them with caresses from his hand as he closely examines her.

"Your Knights of Ren." She explained dryly while he touched a cut above her eye, wincing at the stinging pain. Kylo's training was paying dividends for his pupil.

"Well, I apologize on their behalf." Ben's sarcasm seeped through his helmet.

Rey wasn't amused, nudging his arm away. "… You're an ass."

"… I know."

Kylo Ren was amused though… a little.

Touch me now damn it. Rey's heart was beating so heavy, Kylo almost undressing her from behind that black visor if his. The young Jedi stared at the Knight as he circled her suddenly, his cold mask brushing against her cheek. A gloved hand runs through her flowing hair, Rey letting him do whatever he wished without a fight.

It's so wrong but so right.

Another curious hand now ran across Rey's flat stomach and up her chest, her small frame breathing heavy as the fingers found her cleavage, running up her breastbone. A gasp escapes her, Kylo notices the girl's excitement, wanting to calm her down a bit.

He wanted to cherish every bit of this.

It couldn't be over too soon.

"Your Resistance is putting up a fight today. But you know this won't last much longer." Kylo felt her melting in his hands, giving her a bit to think about as he explored her every curve.

"… T-this is the third attack in a week." Rey said with blushed rosy cheeks. "… You need to back them off."

"Tell your Resistance to actually put up a resistance then." Kylo said it into her ear with a smirk. "Then it would look more convincing for me to pull my forces back."

"Ugh..." Rey couldn't even reply in the moment, leaning her head back against Kylo's tunic in pleasure, losing herself to his touch as he found her round breasts. "… J-just finish me… stop teasing…" she begged with a suppressed moan.

"You say my patience is weakening?"

"Shut up… you know we don't have much time."

Rey's eyes begged for it and with her demand Kylo relished in it. The Knight forced things along further, shoving his hand inside her pants, a gasp escaping Rey while her soft lips were agape. Kylo was determined to make this girl lose it in this forest. He was going to drive her mad.

His touch was cold but it made Rey's skin tingle in excitement. His hand had slid up and down her inner thigh, those cold gloved fingers now exploring inside the confines of her robe, slowly reaching her center.

"Yes, t-there…" She let out another loud groan after Kylo found that spot, fingers pressed against her womanhood as he rubbed through the moist cloth of her under garments.

"… Faster Ben." Rey groaned against the metal where his ear was, pressing her forehead against it. It was like déjà vu. Trepidation, any shame or doubt now was only ecstasy in mere seconds.

You can call me Ben sparingly… Kylo only let her call her him by that name, obliging her by speeding up his fingers, rubbing her clitoris sensually. Through her garments that black glove was now soaked in this woman's nectar.

"I hate you…" The young Jedi couldn't contain her passion, reaching behind, finding Kylo's hardened member pressing against her rear. "Take off your mask…" She almost commanded.

"Earn it."

Rey bit her own lip as she grasped at his rod, stroking it through the tunic that covered him. Kylo's excitement was hidden from view but the Jedi Knight knew he was as ready as she was. She took a hard squeeze at the Knight of Ren's firm manhood, letting a groan come out of him for once.

"I said… take it off." She whispered again this time with a hard grip.

Kylo appreciated this Rey, this bossy one. The one that was brave enough to command him. He reached up to his helmet to disengage the lock.

It was all going well until shuffling stopped everything still.

Apparently Force users weren't in tune with their surroundings as well when doing these types of things...

"Damn this all to hell..."

In an instant Kylo Ren's hand flailed towards the direction of the sound, his entire force energy shaking the forest across from them. Panting and squeaks could be heard as Rey saw a furry ball being pulled towards them, dragged along the brush as it flew into view. It was just an animal. Or... some sort of creature.

"Ben stop!" Rey stepped away from him, her palm extended, stopping that furball dead in its tracks with her own force field.

Kylo Ren scowled, his red light saber pulsing, and ready to slice this intruder in half. The intruder was quite a cute one really. With a teddy bear body and big round eyes, it did look like a child's plushy. Kylo wasn't amused in the slightest bit. Rey was, breathing heavy with a grin.

"Whew..." Rey gave out a breath of relief. "It's an only an Ewok. You can drop him."

Drop him?

"Correction." Kylo suddenly pulled it even closer as Rey relaxed her force hold, grabbing the rodent by the neck and bringing a saber to its face. "It's a dead Ewok."

EEEK! The Ewok squealed in desperation to be let go.

"Ben I said drop him!" Rey grabbed at his arm, holding his lightsaber brandished limb back. "I'm asking you please!"

"You don't know how irritated I am right now." Kylo glowered over at Rey, his helmet unable to contain the seething of hatred. "I've waited too long to be interrupted by this little stupid rat."

"It doesn't know better!" The Jedi Knight growled, not letting that arm budge. "Put him down. I meant it."

"… And what of this little rodent decides to speak of us? Surely someone from our camp speaks their language."

"I'll handle that." Rey urged him desperately to put away his lightsaber with a nudge to his wrist. "Do not kill him."

Kylo paused his rage subsiding if only a bit, looking back at the little creature with that visor as black as night. It didn't change much. He still wanted to drive his saber through this creature's head. But once again... nothing else mattered. This was about his prize. Calmer heads prevail when he then slowly turns to Rey.

"If I let this waste of life go... what will I get in return?"

Rey shook her head in disbelief. "Are you really using this as a bargaining chip now?"

"Our agreement is already set. This thing is not a part of it." Kylo tightened his grip on the Ewok making it squeal. "What… will I get in return?"

You bastard.

"Damn it Ben! Let me think… give me a minute…" Rey sighed in quick thought, Kylo looking on with a snug grin on his face as she took a minute to figure this out. Her eyes arose when she finally found an offer, a mad scramble causes desperation.

"…. I will be free in a few days." Rey spoke through gritted teeth. "I will spend an entire day and night with you wherever you wish. Now let him go…"

Kylo tilted his helmet a bit at the proposal, staring back at the now unconscious little creature. Watching this thing bleed to death or spending a day with beautiful Rey? The offer seemed more than fair to him. He just loved seeing Rey steam with anger at him. The accent was just too... adorable.

"Fine." With a shrug he drops the Ewok like a bag of Denta beans.

Rey shook her head in disappointment, reminded of what she was playing and dealing with. Deals with devils was a dangerous game. And Kylo Ren was a devil in every sense of the word. She knelt down to the unconscious creature making sure it was alright, checking the pulse as she stroked its fur coat.

"I will see you in a few days." Kylo's voice filtered through his helmet. He glances at the Ewok and turns to walk away. "Have fun with that thing."

A few steps and Rey rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"You promised to pull back your Knights of Ren from the battlefield. Don't forget that." Rey reminded him sternly, the dark lord pausing with his back turned. "That was the deal..."

Once again… lust for favors. Kylo's chuckle made Rey blink.

"I don't remember us actually finishing any deal today." Kylo mused. "Do you?"

Rey scowled in even more annoyance. "Don't do this…"

Kylo enjoyed making this little girl sweat. The little girl that embarrassed him long ago was such a distant memory. The words that came out of that mechanical filter was ones of pity. How times have changed.

Kylo slowly brought a finger to his earpiece. "Knights of Ren… I've lost the girl. Report to me at once so we can hunt her down."

"Yes master." His intercom replied with all five of his elite soldiers.

Rey nodded in slight appreciation, staring at Kylo as he did indeed do his part.

"I'll be getting you coordinates for our next meeting. Wear something nice." Kylo's voice was as cocky as his father, walking away with his hooded cape fluttering in the wind.

He makes my blood boil.

"… I don't even know what nice even means to you." Rey muttered, her sense of fashion limited to desert wear and Jedi robes.

Kylo turned for a moment shrugging. "I'm not sure... maybe dress like a Twi'lek whore or something."

"Not a chance." Rey killed that fantasy for him in a heartbeat.

"Then suprise me." Kylo was amused enough just by the attempt, a mental image of Rey dressed in a revealing outfit for once was enough for now. "You keep your word… I will keep mine. See you little Rey."

The way he called her little Rey was degrading and she took it as she only could - right on the mouth. Rey watched the lord walk away with such pride, that dark side energy dissipating with him. She looks down at the injured Ewok, relieved that he would be fine but saddened at the sight of it. It was so innocent and helpless.

Just like all the creatures that were casualties of this war the First Order was on the way to winning.

"I am sorry this has to happen to your world." Rey sees a new fleet of tie fighters reign down upon the Resistance, another base surely to fall as the First Order was ravaging this forest in fire like the Empire did long ago.

What point was it to be such a powerful Jedi, when these dark side forces outgunned her completely. Her force powers and lightsaber got her nowhere. Her body… and Kylo's lust at least spared her friends. Just like she spared this creature.

Guilt.

The pleasure always turned to guilt...

Rey felt sick.

I'm supposed to be the Jedi that saves everyone.

Now… I'm just his whore.

A-and… a part of me likes it.

Rey stops for a bit as that ship takes to the air. The one that housed Kylo and his elite warriors. The one where she defiantly refused him the first time they met. Times have changed but he kept his word like he had been for a long time now, taking him and his brothers out into the darkness of space.

The Jedi walks back to the battlefield to aid her Resistance allies but she knew the truth even with every blast she deflected or trooper she killed.

Either way?

He won.

A/N: This is a more confident and powerful Kylo Ren. I love the emo Ben that most of fandom and even the movie portrayed but this is a take of him becoming closer to a young bad ass Darth Vader. He's still Emo... but like heavy metal emo I guess?

I hope Rey seems in character enough. I guess we can all have our takes of what she becomes after TFA. We will explore how the prodigy Jedi becomes a bit more submissive surely!

Thanks, any feedback is so appreciated!

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