WARNING: This story contains spoilers from Star Wars Episode VII

This story is rated M (16+) for language, nudity and sexual content.

Enjoy.

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She closed her eyes for a few seconds and pursed her lips. What was she to do? If she dared to walk out there, she knew what was going to happen. How was she to handle it?

At that moment, her urges, now stronger than ever, were trying to direct her again.

Go join him.

Rey looked around, then looked straight at herself in the square mirror above the sink. What she saw was starting to turn her off a little. She looked just about the same as she usually did in her scavenger's tunic and hair in buns, but even though the look could not completely cover her prettiness, she certainly did not feel sexy with the look. I can't go out there like this, she thought to herself.

Don't worry. Clean yourself up. Make yourself look pretty. Entice him a little.

How would Rey do that? She scanned the bathroom a little until she saw something hanging on a hook beside the shower, a white piece of fabric that shimmered a little, presumably made of silk. Curiously, the girl grabbed it off the hook and inspected it. She then held it out in front of her to see an elegant-looking white robe that looked just her size. Even though it looked decent, the robe was not exactly what Rey had in mind for helping her clean herself up. However, it would have to do. It would be far more fitting than walking out there in front of him looking like a typical desert girl.

Hurry up, now, sweetie. Don't let him wait too long.

Rey rapidly undressed herself and threw her clothes in the corner of the room in a small pile. In addition, she quickly undid her buns, one by one, letting her chocolate brown hair fall to her shoulders. After she was fully undressed and undone, she took the robe, slipping her arms into the sleeves and folding it over her body, then tying it secure with the thick belt of the same fabric. The bottom of the robe was a little shorter than what she preferred, but she did not mind it too much. The more skin showing, the more interesting, so she figured.

To make sure that her look was working out, Rey smoothed out her hair and then glanced at herself in the mirror.

She paused for a brief moment.

Her hands stopped smoothing through her hair.

Well, well, well…. Now, that is some eye candy…

Rey faced the glass and saw herself in the white robe. Wearing it was definitely a much better option than what she assumed. The pearly silk hugged her body in all the right places, complementing her slender yet feminine figure. The whiteness of the silk went well with the color of her skin, bringing out its lovely golden tones and making her skin look as if having a slight warm glow. Because of the shortness of the robe, the most noticeable and exaggerated feature on her body was the beauty that was her long legs, sun-kissed, smooth and almost flawless. Other than the robe, her dark, smooth hair bordered her delicate face and further unveiled her true beauty. Seeing all this beauty before her had given her a lot more confidence. This she could work with. This she could flaunt.

And now, most importantly, she felt like flaunting it to the handsome man currently waiting for her.

Oh, he'll like it…. He'll like what he sees…. Think of it. Just think of it. Right now, he is in there, sitting in that nice bath, here in this place tonight, alone with you. He is the god of the night. And now, all he needs is a goddess to keep him company. Now, go show it to him. Show him what a gorgeous young beauty you are. Tonight, you are his goddess of beauty. Let the evening be filled with sweet, sweet beauty.

These thoughts and feelings inside of Rey… They were getting more and more random and unusual. They were so abrupt, and she had never felt this confident or this wanting before. At this point, however, she did not give a care in the world, even if these feelings were forbidden or unreasonable. Right now, these feelings did not feel wrong. They felt so lovely. That was all that mattered.

Just for tonight, she did not have to call herself a scavenger, an enemy, or even a jedi. Tonight, for once, she could be what she felt like being. A goddess.

Rey was now facing the door, clasping the handle. Carefully, she slid the door open. Silently. When the doorway was just halfway open, she peaked out.

Again, there Kylo Ren was, lounging in the tub, his back facing her.

The door slid the rest of the way open, this time causing a little bit of noise, enough for him to hear.

In response, the man's head turned to his shoulder. Then, it turned further in the same direction. His pale face was now only partially in the direction of the girl in the doorway, but brown, emotionless eyes were instantly set on her.

Rey stood there quietly, leaning against the doorway and still holding onto the door. Although her heart raced in anticipation, she maintained a look of serenity, her eyes automatically meeting his and locked into a gaze. She awaited a response.

Kylo Ren did not say anything to her. He blinked twice, but something within him was just triggered. His pale face softened with what looked like astonishment. The whole time while Rey stood there, his eyes remained glued to her.

He likes it.

The brunette gave him a calm, slight smile before she walked from the doorway and towards the bath tub. The dark, amazed eyes tracked this exotic version of Rey and colored the girl's skin with pink hues once she realized that he was still watching her, even as she finally approached him.

Rey stopped at the edge of the bath and sat down on the floor near the male's head. Without a doubt, she wanted to join him in the soothing hot water. Instead, her senses were encouraging her not to rush into things. Simple ripping off her robe and hopping in with the nude man would be hasty and typical. As pleasurable as the moment would be, it would shorten the evening for the two of them. Yes, Rey could do so much better than just give him that. She had to present her affections to him as if it were a fine meal—first the drink, then appetizer, then the entrée. And then the best part of all, the dessert. From little to exciting. That is how it had to be.

Spark his appetite for you. Tease his senses. Soothe him sweetly.

Ren relaxed himself and kept his head straight again, donning an air of calmness. Rey scooted her body closer to Ren's head and sat herself neatly behind him. Once she was in place, Rey's bare knees were just touching the nape of his neck. The warmth and wetness of his skin tantalized her nerves a little and sent a light buzz of pleasure throughout her skin. For a minute, Rey paused, her eyes scanning the handsomeness in front of her.

Ohhhh, his beautiful skin…. Feel it, baby. You know you want to….

Slowly and carefully, Rey's soft little hands planted themselves affectionately on Kylo Ren's shoulders.

He's sooooo warm…

Within that second, a wave of heat passed through Rey's entire being. A shiver went up her spine as she received another intriguing sensation, something that felt much like a wave of fresh vitality passing from his body to hers.

Such sweet rushes. They were singing to her.

To her surprise, Ren did not move. Not a flinch or a protest against her touch. In fact, Rey could now hear a slow, faint exhale from his nose, and his head tipped back just a little.

He's enjoying it.

Rey's hands faintly rubbed back and forth on his shoulders. Gradually, these rubs traveled further back and forth, exploring his smooth, bare, dewy skin. As she went along, the rubs were accompanied by gentle squeezes on his shoulders, feeling all the deeper things within his flesh, especially the muscle. Soon, these caresses turned into a complete shoulder massage for Kylo Ren. The Sith appeared to relax and delight in it while he rested himself in the tub, eyes closed as the pretty female pampered him. To keep him warm and soothe him further, she would occasionally dip her hands into the water to scoop up the hot liquid and pour it generously onto his shoulders and upper chest. Then, she would keep massaging.

Rey could now hear Ren let out a low hum of satisfaction from his throat. Consequently, she was now feeling just as much satisfaction from the sound of his voice. Oh, that beautiful noise. That yummy little tune created by Kylo Ren's deep, enticing voice. It was an indicator of what her touches were doing to him. Yes, it spoke the truth to her. She was perfectly capable of pleasing a man, even the one whom she so craved. Realizing this, she was even beginning to seduce herself. She was beginning to see herself in a new light. She was beautiful. She was sexy. She could entrance. She could entertain. Maybe, she could even tame.

And gods, tonight, if she were to tame any man, she wanted that man to be Kylo Ren.

Now, she was taking things to the next level with him. Rey shifted her sitting position onto her rear and gracefully slipped both of her long legs over Ren's broad shoulders. She was now just sitting on the edge, placing the man's head snug in her lap, letting her legs dangle at his sides for him to feel.

He opened his eyes and tipped his head up, flashing her a look of astonishment. Then, seemingly enchanted by the touch, he responded to her move, and both of his arms snaked around each leg. His eyes lowered to feast on the lovely limbs hanging over his torso, and his large hands leisurely explored them.

Rey basked in the sensual intensity of the strokes. However, she wanted more. To have some more contact with his skin, her hands slipped from his hair to his cheeks, then down his neck, to his collarbone, and smoothing all the way down his bare torso. The nerves in her fingers tingled with every detail they discovered on his chest and stomach, from every bump of muscle to every mark and scar. Meanwhile, she was leaning over to dip her hands into the water and to caress his abdomen, bringing her chest hovering above his head. From this position, the girl had a perfect view of the body she was caressing. Looking down at him, one thing was for sure…. Ren's front was certainly a major heartthrob.

Lucky girl~…..

Rey paused. She let out a slight gasp, and her eye lashes flickered in surprise. Exposed by her robe, the sensitive skin in the middle of her chest had met with something warm, squishy and moist, suctioning on her skin. The brunette beauty curled her head downward to find Kylo Ren planting a juicy kiss on the skin between her breasts.

The girl's shapely mouth fell open. Her body was flaring with warmth.

At the same time, large hands were already gripping the female's tiny wrists and were pulling down, forcing the girl to lean down a bit harder against the Sith's mouth. From this, the hot sensations inside of her increased tenfold.

Oh, whoah~!

Involuntarily, a soft moan escaped from Rey's lips. Shortly after that did she hear and feel a similar sound vibrating against that same spot on her skin. Next thing she knew, Ren's hands slid back up her arms ever so slowly. Persuaded, Rey indulged in the touch, shutting her eyes to focus on it. She could feel herself slipping into a trance.

Kylo Ren was brushing his lips against her skin and bringing his face in the direction of hers. He moved closer and closer. His lips, still slightly separated, were now only inches away from hers.

He's going to take control. Don't let him. You have so much to show him. You can't do that if he dominates, though.

Instantly but smoothly, the girl's head flipped back upward away from his face. She sat back upwards and slipped her arms from Ren's grasp.

Once she was in a normal sitting position, she closely observed his reaction. Although the man was not trying to stop her, all movements paused. The blank expression on his face did not change appearance, either. Then, his hands—the hands that had been in contact with female skin just seconds ago—curled up a little bit, starting at the fingers. His fingers rubbed firmly against his palms as if desperately trying to recreate the sensation of Rey's skin, but from how much he kept repeating this gesture, his nerves were clearly not settling down.

Look at him… Such desire…. Such agony….

Oh, the beautiful torture that she had just created. The incredible act that she herself had done, and to him. Kylo Ren, the deadly, powerful and fearsome Sith, was powerless. And of all things, it was at the hands of this docile, beautiful woman. To him, it was perhaps an addictive frustration. To her, it was a brand new turn-on.

Kylo Ren's hands were about to return to the girl's legs.

Before he could get ahold of them again, Rey withdrew those as well, slipping them back over his shoulders and folding them close to her body.

Ren turned himself around and faced his lovely tease. The girl was expecting some confusion, frustration or protest from the man, but none of these happened. Instead, he was giving her a look she never recalled seeing before. Evidently, he was very much aware of what she was trying to do. He reacted by giving her a mixed gaze. His dark pools appeared to be pleading and begging her, accompanied by a much more heated emotion. Both eyes were radiating with a flame of desire.

Say nothing. Respond with your eyes. Talk to him through your gaze. It begins here… It begins in the eyes…

Rey automatically captured him in her gaze. Irises met with irises. His eyes were the prey, stopped dead in their tracks. And hers were the huntresses, aiming and ready to shoot.

Then, with her beautiful eyes that sparkled from the moonlight, she fired her gaze of burning passion.

Ren did not look away. He maintained his gaze with her, embracing that hot blow.

Yes. Kylo Ren was feeling something she never expected him to feel before.

Lust.

Oh gods, he wants me, she repeated in her mind. He wants me.

Although very brief, she wanted to end his torture right there. She did it. She had him now. She was dying to grab him and kiss him right there. She wanted to experience things with him that she could never experience before. She wanted to quench his passionate thirst and, in turn, quench her own. She wanted to drink him. She wanted to devour him. She wanted to feel him. She wanted him. She wanted all of him. Right here, right now, in this place, under this moon.

She was going to give him her all. She was going to give him herself. Body, heart, and mind.

Rey reached her hand out to his face. She brushed her slender fingers along his wet, pale cheek, caressing softly before her hand cupped it. Then, she guided his face forward.

Not taking his eyes off hers, the seduced young Sith leaned forward. His eyelids started to get droopy as he got closer. His breath and hands were shaking.

Rey's eyes were shutting as well, her head tilting, her mouth opening, her breath intensifying.

And right there, in that place, at that very moment, with no one but the pale moon as a witness, the incredible happened. The taste of Kylo Ren touched her lips.

He's all yours, baby…. You have his mind…

Now, go for the body….

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