She was losing herself in him, falling into the black chasms of his darkness for what seemed like eternity. Yet at the same time flying, soaring and rising to heights beyond the heavens.
She itched to touch him, feel him, to scour every inch of him. But constraints were a cruel forbearance.
She wanted to run her hands through his silky locks and pull him closer, impossibly so until their bodies were flush against the other.
She wanted so many things that her rationale and all logic begin to buckle under its weight, breaking through the ice of her defenses.
His kisses consume her, heart, body and mind and she doesn't know if she can give him anymore. He wants all of her though, wants her very soul. And she's still falling; still falling into the oblivion...
She sees her force signature as a blinding light around her, hugging her closely amongst tumultuous skies.
Clouds like coal seized the ether whilst stormy seas raged below.
She takes a tentative step among the waters to find she levitates on its surface. The only area where the chaos abates.
It feels so cold here, so desolate that even the wind is a torrent of darkness.
She doesn't know how she got here but she knows she's inside his mind or maybe his soul. His essence is like a drug to her and she can't get enough of him. For once she's completely paralyzed with happiness because he feels like home. As though she's finally returned to where she belongs.
Her aura's light sways, rolling in waves and flickering like a glowing flame. She can feel the flow of the force inside and around her, permeating her every cell. She can't think of a time that she's felt more alive.
She focuses and expands the energy outwards, letting tendrils of light coax this world to peace.
Her light filters through the clouds as streaks of golden beams, penetrating the darkness above and casting out the shadows below.
She wants to absorb all of his darkness, take all of his anguish away but she's not strong enough...
Suddenly a tornado of both black and white light approached, spiraling together in tandem. She sees it crackle and sizzle at the Union as though resisting the quickly grows in size and before long she is swept up within it and thrust out of his world; out of the recesses of his mind; out of the essence of his soul
He forced me out she thinks, before elapsing into full consciousness.
She opens her eyes seconds later to find a very sexy and disheveled Kylo Ren staring down at her heatedly, leaning on both arms above her against the restraining board. His eyes are as stormy as the seas and she can't help but drown in them as her drinks her in.
Being inside him was like being engulfed in warm water and she'd never wanted to leave. Now that she had, she felt like a babe who'd been dragged from the womb too soon. Everything was colder, harsher and that much more meaner.
But remnants of their bond still remained, now set in stone and solidified like concrete. She could feel it as a pleasant tingle at the back of her mind, buzzing ever so slightly from the aftermath of its formation.
Nudging it a little sent a wave of pleasure crashing down her spine and straight to her very core. Gods she loved telepathy.
Kylo visibly shook at that, feeling it too. What had he done? He hadn't meant to form a bond of any sorts. That had manifested all on its own, almost as if it was destined to happen.
He'd heard of something like this happening from his Holocron and from scrolls of the Sith Archive during the earlier stages of his training. It was called 'The Legend of the Twin Flame' and had been written all the way back in 13,000,000,000 BBY even before the Battle of Yavin. It was as old a dirt itself.
The legend stated that: 'Twin Flames' originated from the same soul essence that was created by the force: the source of all; the energy field that connected all living things in the galaxy, which creates both the masculine and feminine aspects of creation. This one essence or soul divided itself into two equal and opposite halves in order to experience relationship and form. Their journey and mission upon the wheel of life is one of completion and unity. It is said that before this journey is complete, each soul must experience the full curriculum the galaxy has to offer before being reunited as one...
The story echoed back to him now like something long lost that had finally been found. But he brushed the stray thought away, favoring instead to occupy his mind with the present. He could speak to Snoke later about it if need be.
Watching her, he could see how she struggled to hold onto her composure through bated breaths and trembling limbs. She had no training in telepathy and the whole ordeal unexperienced was an immense strain to the mind. If she hadn't been a force-sensitive then her nervous system would have been fried by now.
Moving closer to her until he was a hairsbreadth away, he brushed a loose strand from her face and watched her reaction to his caress.
He gathered the force around him, concentrating it within his left hand before hovering it over her head and pulling on her consciousness.
"I'm sorry about this"
"What are you—"
And with that she collapsed into unconsciousness.
He winced as the bond grew cold in his mind, and undid Rey's restraints, gathering her lithe body in his arms and carrying her out of the cell bridal style with his black cloak billowing behind him...