A Reylo/Kylux/Reylux story. Much lemons ahead! ENJOY!

Chapter 1: The Surrender

It had been a long night. Rey and Kylo had gone to meet General Hux at their secluded watering hole. There weren't many of its kind. It was a place of repose for many members of the First Order. A safe place, undetectable on most enemy radars.

Not that they couldn't have defended their grounds, but this was one place the Knights, Stormtroopers and other First Order members could come to relax, unwind, take a few drinks, let their guards down and not think about this ongoing war. Just for a while.

The evening had consisted of Rey, Kylo and the General having just a little bit too much to drink. It started off fairly innocently, the first round lasting almost an hour, the second; forty minutes and the third; twenty minutes. The evening was moving at a nice pace.

Rey was feeling rather contented. It had been a long time since she had felt such a feeling. In fact... it may have been the first time at all! She felt... At home. Accepted.

It hadn't been an easy decision joining the First Order. She fought for so long against them, but for what? In the end, her endeavours proved fruitless as she felt neglected time and again by the Resistance. Luke had rejected her, refusing to train her. Refusing to have anything to do with the Jedi and the Force. He simply wished to continue his life of solitude and made it very clear to Rey he was never coming home.

The death of Han and the repeated loss of Luke was all too much for Leia who retired from her position as General from the Republic. Things began to fall apart. Rey felt rejected by what she had begun to think of as a family. The pain was all too familiar and she chose to flee. She intended to start a new life elsewhere, away from it all. Though, somehow she could not escape.

Kylo Ren had sensed her vulnerability through the Force, tracking her down when she was alone and dejected. He approached without the intent to attack. She raised her guard, nonetheless. She was ready for a fight. When one did not materialise, she relaxed, though still very much on guard.

Not much was said on that night. Simply feelings which passed between the two of them. He stalked her through the forest (this was becoming all too familiar!), sending messages to her mind through the Force

Messages he knew she could hear.

I could take you away from all this.

Even in her mind, his voice was all too alluring. He was the enemy. She knew this.

I can help you feel part of something Rey. Never again will you feel alone or abandoned.

She knew it was a sick joke. How could he think she would take him seriously? She knew he was just playing on her weaknesses. He had her cornered but remained non-threatening. There were no lightsabers that night. His manner with her was different. She had witnessed his behaviour with others firsthand. He possessed a certain hostility. And anger. So much anger. Kylo Ren did not interact well with others. He was barely human.

But with her...

Oh, with her, it was different. His body language was relaxed, poised. The way he looked at her, he was fascinated by her. He knew she had much to offer. He knew there was so much more to her than just a junk scavenger. She had power and strength that she was barely aware of. Such great gifts! How useful she could become. All it would take was some gentle persuasion. To show her the proper way.

Come with me Rey... come and train with me. I can show you everything. How to harness your power. The Resistance have long forgotten about you. A family who took you in, yet let you go so quickly... were they really a family at all? Come... I will protect you as we train together to hone your skills. I will be beside you... always.

He closed the gap between them, tilting his head as he continued looking at her. Their bodies so very close to one another now. An unmistakable bond was there. They both sensed it. One which felt strange and unique. Strangely familiar and yet, brand new all at the same time. She breathed deeply, that night, as she stared at this tall, powerful man and just for a moment, pondered his offer.

How could something that was meant to feel so wrong, suddenly feel so right? Wasn't he the enemy? But what did she have to live for anymore? Everything she had once believed in had all been destroyed, tattered and torn to pieces. Her once-solid faith had waned substantially.

Kylo Ren felt her guard come right down now. She was frightened, yet intrigued.

Don't be afraid... I will help you.

Kylo Ren could not fail to notice how captivating the young girl was. She was beautiful, to say the least. So enchanting, so full of light. It scared him a little, just how brightly she shone. And yet... she was so very tempting. He knew he would have to be careful with her. But the benefits far outweighed the risk.

How do I know you won't... abandon me? Like they did.

Her emphasis on the word 'they' gave the Knight all he needed to know. He began to feel the shift within her. Feeling her priorities changing. Already she was beginning to think as he did. Perhaps there was hope after all?

Come with me, Rey, and I will be beside you... always. I will hold you... always. Submit to being my student, and I your master, and together we will harness more power than either of us has ever known.

The concept of having someone beside her really was alluring. No longer would she feel alone.

How do I know you still don't want to kill me, that you won't end me at the first opportunity?

He smiled slyly.

I could have destroyed you long ago, Rey. I had ample opportunity. I could kill you right now. Here, tonight. But, we both know I don't want to do that Rey. I've never wanted that. What would I gain from that? You are a powerful being. Your gifts will be useful to us. You will flourish under me. And truly feel part of something.

She had stared at the ground for an eternity before looking up to him, to his inviting eyes. How desperately she craved that feeling of... belonging. She felt the sting of betrayal from the Resistance and used her emotions to push her forward. It finally dawned on her that she was alone. That no-one was coming for her. Not Finn, not Poe, not Luke... no-one. And there was Kylo Ren. Offering himself as a mentor, a master and so much more.

And what do you get out of this?

Kylo's face remained sombre. He didn't answer. Instead, he reached out with his hand, willing her to touch. She was dubious, but she was soon twining her fingers through his, as images were planted in her mind. Images of a young and lonely Ben Solo, dealing with years of neglect from his parents, his uncle. Rey winced. It still hurt that her life-long hero had turned out to be a big fat nothing. Kylo further projected images of the two of them side by side, strong, powerful, fighting together, neither one ever being alone again.

That's when she realised. He was just as lonely and broken as she was, if not more so. How he craved the solidarity of another. He did not want to hurt her. He wanted a partner. An equal.

Drawn like a magnet, she lost herself in the pull, in the heady feeling of want and need.

And so she accepted.

She sunk to her knees and gave in.

... Yes, master... I surrender. Please, show me the ways of the Force.

The dark force-user was in shock and awe, feeling complete satisfaction at his efforts to obtain her. The Republic's flawed stupidity had worked in his favour. He knew Supreme Leader would be pleased, not to mention General Hux. Kylo Ren relished in the anticipation of what lay ahead.