Chapter 1: I Came Home
The heat of their lightsabers crackle around their sweating bodies as they dodge and leap. Dance around each other. They have been going at it for hours, in a epic battle for the ages. The Last Jedi versus the one remaining Sith pretender.
As Rey blocks Kylo Ren's red blade when it comes down in a vicious swing, she grunts with the effort. She has grown weary of their back-and-forth, and probing into the unusual Force Bond they share, she can sense that Kylo has too. This cannot end the way that everyone else expects of them. For one to kill the other. She couldn't do it, and she hopes that Kylo couldn't do it either. Somewhere in there is the scared little boy who made her feel, for the first time, like she wasn't alone. Somewhere in there is the man she... loves...
This realization gives her new energy, and when the two lightsaber blades - red and purple - spring apart, she suddenly deactivates her lightsaber staff. Defenseless, she stands before the Supreme Leader.
"You don't have to do this, Ben. And I don't have to either. So, I won't. If you want to end it now, I will understand that there is no hope for us. Or you can choose a new way. We both can."
There is silence as those deep brown eyes she could lose herself into stare at her, puzzled, as if he cannot quite believe she is making herself so vulnerable, on a battlefield where the Resistance and First Order clash around them.
Rey closes her eyes and tries to let a wave of peace wash over her. If the Force wills it, she is ready to become one with it. She hears a hiss and readies herself for the red blade to meet her body.
But then the humming stops. Warmth suddenly floods her cheeks. And then -
The softest lips imaginable press into hers. A gentle kiss.
Rey's eyes pop open in surprise. She has never been kissed before. And certainly not by someone whom she should normally consider her sworn enemy. But her relationship with Ben Solo has been anything but normal. And yes, it is he who is now kissing her like he needs her lips for sustenance. His mouth parts hers. His tongue twines about hers to pull her in closer. Smiling in triumph - she knew he wasn't all lost! - Rey closes her eyes and with a ferocity that surprises them both, yanks Ben closer and kisses him back.
Even as the battle still rages around them. If any fighters notice the leaders of their factions openly kissing in broad daylight, no one raises objections or horror.
Ben's lips spring from Rey's suddenly. His hands framing her face, he begins to mouth down her cheeks, her jaw, her neck, finding her pulse point and sucking vigorously. Rey's eyes flutter shut again in abject pleasure and astonishment, her jaw going slack. Oh... oh my...
After what seems like days, the enemies-turned-new-lovers break apart. Rey beams up at the redeemed Ben Solo adoringly.
"I knew you could do it. You came back."
"I came home," Ben smiles down at her. And he kisses her once again.