Reasonably ashamed after his tantrum that ended up allowing the Resistance to retreat Kylo and his men returned to his command shuttle. Now with the Finalizer destroyed they would need to accommodate a new base ship and despite knowing the rebels would now have time to recoup their losses and get further away he gave orders to return to Starkiller base, regather their weapons and make their next move to end the Resistance from there.
Still seething and visibly trembling with fury Kylo returned to his quarters alone. Not only had he been so foolish as to not seize the opportunity to kill the last of the Rebellion on his first day as Supreme Leader but he had been furiously dejected by Rey and while he told himself this was to be expected, the continued and strengthened connection he shared with her through the Force had given him the slight hope that he wouldn't have to continue this battle alone. Just the idea of her by his side while they ruled over a new era in the galaxy unlike anything even his Grandfather had created sent static chills down his spine. He had no memorable feeling to compare it to but the way he'd felt when they were alone through the Force was something he wouldn't soon forget. For the short moments they were together in those times he felt still. The rage that constantly bubbled beneath his skin was calmed and he felt almost content during their brief meetings. The last image he focused on as he dropped his exhausted body onto the bed was the unadulterated anger in her eyes as she went for the lightsaber despite his proposal. He had to shake it, lest he never sleep again.
Kylo couldn't bear to be alone this night. Even though solitude was seemingly his natural state in the face of the horrific mixture of embarrassment and guilt he felt he called for his guards to send in a group of comfort maids for him to choose from. While Snoke was alive he would have never even pretended that such temptations existed within him, not wanting to appear weak and bound by temptations of the flesh to his Master he put those thoughts as far from himself as was possible and even now as the prison guards led women down the hall to his quarters he wasn't interested in physical release this night. No, the fearsome Kylo Ren just wanted to be close to someone, to somehow recapture even a fraction of how he'd felt alone with Rey and even if that didn't satiate him his sadistic side had a need to wound someone, so they hurt the way he knew she didn't.
There was a rapt knock at his door. "I have some choices for you, Supreme Leader!" With a slight wave of his hand Kylo slid open the door and in walked a squat, potbellied prison guard followed by three slender young girls, all collared, chained and veiled from head to waist. Kylo instantly regretted his decision. Despite his disdain for other humans he couldn't imagine feeling right with himself simply picking one of these slaves for his amusement. The thought of the way he'd seen his men so easily flaunt around their women in nights of celebration came to mind. At the time he thought nothing of their slovenliness and hedonism but now seeing these girls paraded like animals before him he felt almost ill. But wanting to appear the careless, cold hearted monster he'd portrayed himself to be he gestured them forward.
"What do you have for me here?" He nodded as the guard brought forward the first veiled girl.
"Well first Supreme Leader, we have our lovely Hibba," He unveiled a gorgeous caramel skinned girl with thick, shining dark hair braided down her back. The girl stood, quivering, her eyes downcast and unmoving she stepped forward and gave a shallow curtsy quickly stepping back into line and not once looking up to meet his eyes. "This beauty comes to us from Dathomir, very exotic and popular with the troopers." The disgust he felt in himself only magnified as the guard yanked her chain to make her look at him. Kylo could see the tears forming in her eyes as her lip shook in fear and as a favor to her and himself he pushed forward, prompting the guard to tug the second girl into view.
The next girl stumbled, so obviously disoriented by being brought before the new Supreme leader. If Kylo was being honest with himself, he did take a sick enjoyment from the fear he had so easily bestowed upon these women he'd never even laid eyes on. The power within the title spoke for itself as another trembling girl was unveiled to him. Again, the girl kept her gaze unwavering to the floor as she curtsied.
"This one is Galadia, she was born on Starkiller base, her family has worked honorably for the First Order since the beginning. Sacrificing their sons and daughters to the cause as storm troopers, but Galadia was just too beautiful to be put behind a helmet all her life. Don't you agree Leader?" And he was right. The girl stood quite tall for a woman, with slender limbs but pleasantly wide and inviting at the hips. She was pale but with light brown hair and dark lashes. For a moment she reminded him of Rey as for just a brief second, he caught her green-hazel eyes. Hers too, glossy and red with tears. Kylo looked down with his own embarrassment, he'd never once looked at women like this even from afar let alone scanning them like livestock for sale. He again waved the girl away, he began to think this was going to be a failed undertaking although he took a mild delight in their fear, he knew he wouldn't enjoy any positive emotions in holding these shaking creatures captive for a night.
Quickly the guard hurried the last girl forward. "Lastly Sir we have Chrystalline." He pulled the veil away almost aggressively obviously annoyed at the girls for already disappointing the Supreme Leader and making him look incompetent. Looking Kylo right in the face with large, deep brown eyes the girl stepped forward.
Kylo felt himself step back slightly with amazement, not only was she confidently meeting his gaze with not an ounce of hesitation, but she was stunning. Strong features, an elegant jaw going into a long slender neck, delicate, jutting collarbones and small but beautifully shaped breasts that perfectly filled the small top they'd all been given. Unlike the others she was blonde, but not naturally. She obviously made herself up often in a way the other girls did not.
"We're very proud to have this one Sir, she was just traded to us from Mygeeto, newly captured. She'd been arrested for petty theft. She has a lot of fight but is also untainted by anyone on the ship or at all for that matter." He held her chin up for Kylo to more closely inspect, obviously excited to show off his prized capture. The girl let out a grunt and snapped at his hand like the rapid beast she was being treated as making the guard draw his hand back quickly and yank tight on her collar. "HEY! What did I tell you Sir?" A fighter!"
Kylo laughed heartily, he was taken aback with her drastic difference from the other two girls. He thought to himself, at the very least she would make for an amusing evening even if it did digress into a proper wrestling match. "Yes, leave her please, she seems like fun." He chuckled as he waved the other two away. The guard nodded excitedly as he handed Chrystalline's leash to him as well as a key for her collar.
"Enjoy her Your Grace!" He smiled as he yanked hard on the other girls, somehow Kylo knew they'd be punished for not being chosen in the violent way he tugged them from his quarters, the smile faded from his own face as the realization crossed his mind, but with more pressing matters he turned to his selection. The girl stood tall, her eyes fixed on him as he walked slowly around her, taking her in from all angles while also deciding what in the galaxy he was going to say to this woman, now that they'd been left alone he suddenly felt utterly unprepared.
"Chrystalline, what a peculiar and beautiful name." He started, simply enough. The girl's face remained stern, almost indifferent to his much larger form stalking around her. She blinked and met his eyes again as he stopped in front of her.
"It was my mother's. She died in child birth." In her emotionless tone Kylo could sense she'd told the story many a time before.
"Well, it suits you." Kylo went to remove her collar, but stopped short. "Now you're not going to bite me too if I release you?" He smiled coyly.
Chrystalline raised her eyebrows a bit but didn't return the smile. "Of course not Supreme Ruler, I know my place." She lifted her head slightly to present the lock.
He didn't like to see the women come in in chains but now as he worked the key into the collar he savored the last few moments of the semblant total physical control he currently possessed over a girl of such beauty. Feeling an animalistic urge to caress the bare skin of her neck that he'd never experienced before.
'Well,' he thought 'Is that not what she's here for?' Kylo stepped even closer to her, grasping her chin with one hand and raising it as the other traced down her neck and met the lock. He unfastened it and removed the heavy metal collar from her throat, revealing thick irritated indentions where it was cutting into her soft lily-white skin. He covered the marks with his hands rubbing slightly to relieve it. Her eyes again met his with this action. Kylo felt his face grow hot with embarrassment and self-amazement. Having never touched a woman intimately before he was amazed at how easily and instinctual doing so was. This time he was the one to break the eye contact, feeling almost uncomfortable at her undeviating gaze.
"Why don't I frighten you the way I did the other maids?" He blurted. He couldn't help beg the question, was it not obvious to everyone at the time?
"What's there to fear? The worst you'll do is kill me. At this point, I'd welcome it." She said plainly, her demeanor was almost bored. "However much you're planning to hurt me, it won't feel anywhere near as terrible as I have since I've been captured. Having lost my freedom…." She trailed off and a look of pure anguish overtook her face as she quickly turned away from him to hide it. "I have nothing else to live for, especially not to be a pleasure vessel for the men of the First Order." Her shoulders dropped in resignation.
"Perhaps it will comfort you to know I didn't bring you here for that tonight." Kylo offered, all the early desire to break something beautiful had left him and now he simply wanted this stolen girl to realize he could offer her something, maybe not the freedom she desired but certainly not the fate of being pinned under a sweaty, heaving man she didn't know for an evening.
Her head snapped back around again, and she furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. "Then what do you want with me?"
He stepped towards her again, fighting the growing desire to reach out and touch her once more. "I don't want to be alone tonight. I'm sure you heard people talking on your way in here. How could you not. I made a true mess of things today, not to mention that my master was slaughtered before my eyes." His lie becoming fact the more times he repeated it. "I'm so tired of always being alone, I just couldn't take it tonight." He sat down heavily on his bed again. "You don't even have to touch me Chrystalline, although I wish you would… I just need someone here." He sneered at how pathetic he must sound. Him, the heartless and murdering Supreme leader, begging a strange chamber maid to simply sleep next to him through the night, disgusting.
The girl's lead like demeanor seemed to shift in front of him, she was obviously letting her guard down as she watched the towering Jedi killer transform into a simple human before her eyes. All the stories she's been told in the few days on the ship about the soulless Kylo Ren seemed not to fit the person she stared at now. As she watched him drop his head in his hands and let out a staggering sigh she uncrossed her arms and went to him. Before she even knew what she was doing she found herself quietly kneeling before him and taking one of his God like hands away from his face so his eyes could meet hers. She didn't quite know what to say, but she felt he understood in her gesture and if the stories were true, within her mind that he didn't have to be alone tonight.