**They did what?**
Kylo and Rey hurried through the opulent interior of her hotel. The staff saw them and immediately froze, fearing what damage the Knights might unleash in their lobby. The hotel's security quit after their encounter with Kylo Ren; not that they would be much help anyway. The staff couldn't count on the Resistance either, since most of those punching bags checked out early.
Rey giggled, getting ahead of him and turning to grab his hand. She pulled her husband toward the turbolifts and he couldn't help but smirk at her excitement.
"Hurry, Ben." She called, playfully. Their footsteps echoed in the high vaulted lobby. Rey nudged the lift button, pulling Ben into her. His heavy eyes found hers and Kylo leaned down to capture her lips.
Rey placed a finger on his bottom lip, stopping him in place. He looked annoyed for few seconds, snapping his brows together. She slowly smiled at him, flirting and getting his heart rate up. The criss-cross doors to the lift started to close and Rey gave them a little nudge with the Force.
The doors split open again and Kylo pushed Rey inside.
"Ben" she cried, backing up over his long strides. He grabbed her waist and kissed her deeply. Rey pulled his neck in return, cranking him closer.
Kylo grunted. He loved when Rey was assertive like this; showing him that she wanted this just as badly. He slapped the top floor button without looking at it and pushed her into the corner of the turbolift. The doors closed behind them and the lift started moving.
Rey felt the cold metallic interior on her back and moaned. "Mmm. You're were right." She said breathlessly. He lifted her up, pinning his bride against the reflective side.
"For once? It's about time." Kylo said, before sucking on her neck. His mind was in a frenzy, allowing his hands and mouth to take over.
"How the hell have we gone all these years without doing this?" Rey gasped. Kylo lifted her higher, leaving her feet dangling.
"I could kiss every freckle you have, Mrs. Solo." He said, planting his lips on her collarbone and coaxing a loud moan from the Jedi. Her voice echoed in the metallic lift. She read his thoughts and wrapped both legs around his waist in response. Kylo groaned, pushing his hips and torso into her. His hardness grazed her ass. The sound of stiffened fabric rubbing there, was disorienting. The black bow on the small of her back scraped the metal with each movement.
"Oh Force!" She cried out, grabbing at his black tunic. The fabric made a ripping sound and Kylo kissed under her exposed chin in approval. The dark suit was a nicer version of what he usually wore, but she didn't care about ripping it to shreds. Especially since he wouldn't slow down enough to help her.
"You must want to see me shirtless pretty badly, huh, padawan?"
A frantic 'clicking' sound broke the Knight's kiss. Rey's slitted eyes widened in horror.
"Kriff." Rey cursed, tensing against her husband's chest.
A poor woman and her child had been in the lift and the Newlyweds never noticed. The mother glared at them, shielding her son's eyes against her shoulder. Her free hand was cupped over her boy's ears, though he was trying his best to snap his head away.
Rey pushed forcefully on Kylo's shoulders until he set her on the ground. The Jedi hiked her gown down, wanting to die from embarrassment.
"I'm so sorry ma'am." Rey said, sneaking out from under Kylo. "We were just married." Rey gushed, intertwining her fingers in his. The Jedi could feel her cheeks turning scarlet. She suddenly felt like she could start rambling on from there, explaining their whole history.
The shorter woman looked at the pair and huffed. "Have your Prince Charming wear protection." She said, curtly. "You don't want any happy accidents during your first year, as husband and wife."
The eleven year old boy looked like he had been playing in dirt all day. Which was strange, since there wasn't any within the city limits. His bulging eyes kept trying to pry away to look at the pair.
Rey cleared her throat. "Erm. We'll...talk to the front desk and have your room paid for." Rey said sweetly, brushing her tendrils back behind her ear. "Would you like some leftover wedding cake?" In the flurry of kisses and gropes, the rolled up napkin had fallen to the floor. It still had both pieces tucked away, however.
"You're very kind. For a hussy." She replied. The doors opened and the mother marched her son out of the lift.
As they closed again, the Knights could hear the high pitch voice of the boy shout, "How do I get a padawan?"
Rey covered her mouth, looking at Kylo. They both started laughing hysterically.
"Where was the Force there, Jedi, hmm? I knew they were watching the whole time. I didn't care." Kylo grabbed her waist as she slapped his chest. "You know, there are turbolifts on the Finalizer?"
"Just hold me until we get there, prince charming." She said, closing her eyes. Rey lovingly reached up and hugged his neck. Kylo rested his chin under her forehead, wrapping his arms around her.
"This beats scaling the side of the building." He said, smelling her hair and relaxing his shoulders. Kylo's subtle grin faded quickly. "Although, I really thought if I came through the window, that you would fuck me."
"I would have. It took every ounce of my training not too. You should smile more, by the way." Rey said, feeling his heartbeat. The strong steady vibrations in his chest, picked up. "Mmm, what is it?" She asked, wondering if something was wrong.
"This damn lift is too slow." Kylo said, tightening the hold around her waist. His fingers wrapped around her backside, just under the bow. The embrace felt too comfortable. The Dark Side couldn't offer this...this feeling. He felt Rey smile against his chest. Kylo didn't seem to realize that his erection never died down.
"There are mirrors everywhere in here." Rey said, in a whisper. His pulse spiked, catching the two of them in the reflection.
"I was just thinking the same thing." Kylo breathed, zeroing in on her flirty grin. A moment later the lights flickered and the lift came to an abrupt stop.
Rey looked at the doors and sighed. The lights to the lift dimmed, on emergency power. "Would this ruddy thing drop us to the bottom?" She asked, suddenly concerned.
"No. There is no way I would let that happen." Kylo said, reaching for her chin.
"Maker, we can't catch a break." Rey said, searching his eyes. The Jedi wondered if it was an issue she could fix. There was a small maintenance hatch at the top that she could fit through. She hated to ruin her dress, though. That was Ben's job.
"Yes, he can be cruel." Kylo responded, planting a soft kiss on her. His full lips lingered, enjoying the sensation and savoring the texture.
"He?" Rey asked quickly, before pulling him in for another kiss. "How do you know it's a he?" She said, in between breaths.
Kylo didn't respond, spinning his wife around and pressing her against the wall. Rey caught their reflection in the mirrored durasteel, before finding his lips again. She moaned, wrapping her legs around his waist.
Rey you're so beautiful. He said through the Bond, kissing between her clavicles. This could be my favorite part of your body...but I can't make up my mind.
Oh my. Are you always this hard for me? His wife cooed. She pulled at his top, wanting it off. This time he lifted both arms up, helping her. His torso and pelvis pinned her in place, allowing them both to discard the dark layers. Rey giggled, yanking the fabric over his ears. Kylo's upper body was left in only suspenders and his wife pulled those off each broad shoulder.
You know I am. It won't stop. Not until I cum inside you. I need to be inside of you. One of Kylo's hands dropped down to his waist fumbling with his belt. Rey heard and felt him scrambling and pushed his hands away.
She whimpered, her fingers reaching for his belt instead. "Let me. Let me." Rey panted.
Kylo set her down and Rey immediately shoved him against the mirrored steel, switching places with him. "Fuck, Rey." he called out.
Falling to her knees, she unclasped his belt with a determined look on her face. Her fingers nimbly found his zipper, getting it down. Her hazel eyes widened, watching Kylo's cock spring forward.
"Aren't you an eager little Jedi?" He purred, inspecting her face closely.
"If I do this, will you still be able to fuck me? Hmm, Master Ren?" Her teasing, little smirk got him to groan.
He nodded. "I have the Force. Don't worry about me. Take all of me this time." His large hand found the back of her head, pulling her forward.
Rey wrapped her fingers around him, pressing her lips together and finding his eyes. She wanted to see his desire for her; his dark eyes flickered.
"Open your mouth." Kylo commanded, stroking the back of her head.
The Jedi's cheeks turned red. Somewhere in the back of her mind she wanted to scoff at the command. But it was such a turn on. Rey slid him into her mouth, feeling his dick throb. She found that same slow and steady motion that made him groan.
"That's a good padawan, now don't be shy." The lift was quickly filled with obscene, wet sucking sounds, as Rey got used to his size.
"Ah, what a good girl. Fuck." He groaned. His fingers rubbed into her scalp, massaging her.
Rey slowed her pace, savoring his cock between her lips. She removed it for a second, causing him to shake from head to toe. "You're so big. I can't wait for you to fuck me with this."
"Rey…" He shuttered again, forcing himself back into her.
You're moaning my name. Does that mean you like this? Do you like that my painted red lips are all over your cock? Shall I get dolled up more often?
"You're beautiful either way. But, yes, it's…pleasant" His voice trailed off as she swirled her tongue along his shaft. His fingers shook on the back of her head.
Maybe I'm the best you've ever had? She asked.
"Yes." He breathed jerking his hips forward. "It appears you are, my padawan."
Tell me then. Tell me you're mine forever. And that I'm the last woman you're ever going to fuck.
"Just you. Only you, Rey. I need you now." His free hand came up to brush the hair out of his eyes.
Rey pushed further into his base, her teeth very lightly grazing his cock.
"Fuck, Rey." He pulled her hair tighter, shaking his hips to meet her. Rey smiled adjusting to his movements.
I'm not convinced you will be able to fuck me, if you cum right now. Maybe I should slow things down. Her fingers slid up his tone abs, digging in his flesh on the way down.
Kylo Ren wanted to respond but his words her muddled and incoherent.
Rey rested her hand just under his belly button. Her fingers and thumb spread wide, as she pushed him tighter against the lift. She slowly removed his cock from her mouth, feeling it lurch forward on its own.
Kylo pulled on her hair, feeling desperate for a release. He groaned, as his long legs weakened. Rey's hand steadied him, keeping him upright.
"Beg me, Master." She said, rubbing his length along her closed lips.
"Rey…"
She was picking this up fast, just like she did with everything. His wife said all the right things to ignite him. She knew how to manipulate her husband and he didn't object. Kylo wanted her more for it. Rey was intelligent, loving and all his.
"I'm going to fuck you all night." He panted, his hair and eyes looking wild.
"I believe you." Rey slid her hand down his slick shaft and swallowed him deeply. She gagged on his size, accepting as much of him as she could.
"Good girl." He said, feeling her eagerness taking over. Encouraged, Rey increased her bobbing.
Kylo doubled over, wrapping both hands in her hair. He groaned. "Fuck, I never thought something could feel so good, Mrs. Solo." Calling her that name, drove her wild. She groaned into his cock, swirling her tongue with fervor.
Rey slurped and smiled, feeling him shudder and grind into her. He was close. She knew it.
Do you want to cum in my mouth? Rey teased.
"I need too. I have to be inside you." He said, sounding desperate. He was.
Rey switched her hands, keeping him pinned. He started to shake against her fingers. She pushed him back harder in the lift, pumping his cock with her other hand.
"Please let me." Kylo said.
Rey took him back into her mouth, relishing the control over her husband. He swelled, gasping as they made eye contact. Her eyes were so giving and determined at the same time.
"Rey." He whispered.
Do you stroke this at night and think of me?
"Yes...fuck." He pulled her deeper.
A ding chimed in the lift and the doors opened. Rey froze, on both knees with his cock still buried in her mouth.
Kylo thrusted forward and released into her mouth. He doubled over, pulling himself out and spilling the rest onto her dress.
"Good girl." He cooed, cradling her head. Rey had the same look on her face that she did on Takodana. When Kylo approached her with a fiery lightsaber.
"Holy shit." Cried the metallic voice behind her. The Jedi couldn't move, trapped by fear and embarrassment.
"At ease, Captain." Kylo said with heavy eyes, kneeling and wrapping his arms around his wife.
The chromed out stormtrooper stood there, dumbfounded. "I was going to get a drink, at the lobby. This looks...cozy." Phasma said numbly, through her garbled helmet.
"Better make it a double. And change into some civilian clothes." Kylo gave a slight head nod to the lift panel, getting the doors to close.
Phasma watched them the whole time as the doors shut, hoping Rey might move out of the way.
Kylo fastened his belt and slapped his suspenders over his glistening shoulders. He knelt by Rey and pulled her into his arms.
"I could die of embarrassment. I will die. This is a horrid dream." Rey said, wiping her mouth. Kylo kissed her forehead, sighing.
"I could die happy." He said quietly. She had a tear in her eye, but he brushed it away. "I am lucky to have you. I will tell you every day, if it helps. Rey, I'll prove myself..."
Rey's uncertain sparkling eyes found his. "What is this hold you have over me?" She asked meekly.
He kissed her again. "I was wondering the same thing about you. It's our Bond, I know, but that can't be the only explanation."
"I like hearing your voice like this." She said, shutting her eyes. There was a different characteristic to it. His tone was softer and more comforting than she ever thought possible.
They stayed wrapped in each other's arms, riding to the top. The lift doors opened and Kylo lifted Rey into his arms. She sighed, pressing her body into his bare chest.
"They fixed your door." Kylo said, looking down at Rey. She looked scared for a moment, before waving her hand and Forcing the door open. Her heart raced; he could feel it kicking into a higher gear.
Kylo marched Rey into her room, finding the entire place completely rebuilt. The mess they made the night before, had been cleaned up. Broken furniture was replaced and there were candles set strategically around the room. A chilled bottle with two glasses, rested in the corner. A small box was on the round table too.
"Nice touch, with the candles." He said, stopping right at the foot of her bed.
"It wasn't me." She said, looking confused. Kylo Ren smiled at that and Rey suddenly felt like her heart was in her throat.
"It must have been...me. Though, I had a little help." Kylo said, easing her onto the bed. He gave her a smile, enjoying the look on her face. He kissed her hand lightly, affectionately.
"Ben?" She asked softly, feeling very nervous. The bed suddenly seemed to swallow her up, as if she couldn't move or roll away. There was no where to go anyway; this was where they needed to be.
"I waited for you to leave. It was all I could do to not come up here, when you were in bed." Kylo's imperfect smile made her hot. "I don't think the lobby was happy to see me."
"Oh, Ben." She whimpered, turning her head away and covering her eyes with her hand. "Its perfect. I don't know what to do — about you." She said softly. Rey looked incredible, laying underneath him.
"I said, I'd make it good for you." He leaned down to kiss her, prying her hand away. Their lips parted, in a loving way. They felt like husband and wife, kissing like this.
Rey pressed her hands near his waist, trying to pull his pants off. She was so eager, she forgot about the suspenders. So he yanked them off.
"No Jedi. Didn't you want it slow?" He asked, grabbing her wrists. Kylo was firm with his hold, but non-threatening.
Rey's wide eyes narrowed and her face scrunched up. "NO. You're suppose to dominate me and leave me exhausted remember? That's what you said, Kylo Ren."
He smirked. "Maybe I want you to fall for me? That way I can have you for the rest of our lives — this way is more appropriate. Wouldn't you agree?" He kissed her elbow, gently running his fingers down her right arm. "I said, I would prove myself, after all."
Rey hissed, feeling her arousal taking over. She felt frustrated as his fingers trailed down her arms. "This isn't us." She cried out, breathing deeply.
"You're thinking like a warrior. Rey, you're a woman too. There will be plenty of time for us to wrestle in bed and fight for dominance. But you need this. Let me be your teacher." Kylo pressed his body down onto hers, nuzzling her neck.
Rey's head spun. The Jedi wasn't expecting this. She whimpered, wanting to protest. His lips found hers, silencing her pleas.
The Jedi couldn't help it, clawing at his belt again. Kylo gave into her and Rey tore the leather off of him, letting out a primal grunt as she did so.
"You're so impatient, my little padawan." He said, as her fingers felt his tight torso. Rey looked just as hungry as Kylo was in the lift.
"You bastard." She cursed, watching him smile. "Fuck me, Master." Rey said forcefully, pulling his hands onto her breasts. The fabric over them dragged down a little. "Fuck me now, or you never will."
His strong fingers kneaded her through the dress, but he remained surprisingly calm. The dark Knight was fighting his own desires in order to possess her, completely.
Kylo's hooded eyes trailed down her body. He leaned in close to kiss her, but stopped just shy of her lips. He hovered there, watching Rey squirm beneath him.
"Kylo Ren." She shouted, wrapping both legs around him and pulling him into her. Rey felt his hardness and tried to get his pants off for good.
"How quickly things have changed. You've foiled me at every junction. I've tried to get into your panties for so long...and now you're all mine. Beg me, Rey. Beg me and I'll make love to you."
"You're not going to make love to me." She moaned, moving her hips. Fuck. Me. Kylo Ren." She strained her neck towards him, but Kylo pulled away. Her eyes narrowed, causing him to look frustrated in return.
"Is this the scavenger in you? Is this how men and women on Jakku, do their business in sand filled tents and worn out huts? I may want you to be my Jedi slut — but that's just between us. Stop acting like…"
Rey grabbed his cock, slipping her hand under his pants.
"Fuck. Me. Master."
Kylo groaned. He yanked her wrists above her head, looking passionate and pissed all at once.
"I love you Rey." He said fiercely, demanding she say it in return.
"I know." She bucked against his waist, grinding into him. "If you can't take me like a man, maybe Finn can."
Kylo growled at her, finding her neck. He sucked on her skin, making her moan. "Tell me you want ME, Rey. Say it." He gave her a gentle nip before changing his target.
"Fuck...yes Ben. Fuck me." Rey whined. Her skin was on fire, as he held both wrists above her. Force, she needed relief. The heat between her legs intensified.
"Don't ever say that name around me again! You only want ME. Say it." He commanded, finding her ear with his teeth. He let go of her wrists.
"Yes, Master please. Only you." She pawed at his back, digging into his muscles and scars.
"I should tease you. I should make you beg. But I love how wet I make you."
Rey twisted her hips around him, wanting to get on top. "Show me the ways of the Force." She purred.
"Padawan, I'm in charge here. I've been thinking of this for years. About how I can take you." His chest heaved and glistened in the light.
"So, take me." Rey said, going for his pants again. "Show me you're a man."
Kylo snapped. The look in his eyes changed to something else. Their connection toppled over and Rey felt a different Kylo Ren. It was the man that had her in the interrogation chamber. A very different man.
"No, Ben...Kylo, I didn't mean that." She said, feeling her body getting pinned to the bed. Kylo had her hands trapped with the Force, securing them above her head. Rey's knees spread wide; she couldn't move or counter his Force hold.
Panic set into her face, looking at the fury in his expression. "Ben", she pleaded.
"I brought in all these candles." He kissed her hard, caressing both breasts eagerly. He pushed the fabric on her chest down, exposing her. Rey's nipples stiffened and ached for more. His thumbs knowingly brushed over, again and again.
"I know." she cried. Feeling him explore and pinch.
"Perfect." He growled, admiring her exposed breasts.. "I had the room repaired, even though we're just going to ruin it. I had the floor beneath us emptied, so no one would get hurt, when the ceiling came crashing down." He dropped down her body, catching her breast in his mouth.
Rey cried out, arching her back into him. The Force gave her just enough wiggle room for this. "Kylo," she kept panting.
I could give you anything. Give you any request. You'd never be alone. Ever. And yet, you don't want this evening to mean anything?
"Please don't say that," she sobbed. She never felt like this. Her breasts never had this attention before and it made her shake.
You could have this every night. Tell me you want it.
Rey shook wanting to grab his hair. "Please...let me touch you." She pleaded. Kylo released the Force hold on her hands. She immediately found his dark locks.
He switched breasts, running his fingers down her rib cage.
"Kylo please." Rey moaned, trying to grind into him.
"Are you ready for me?" He husked.
"Yes." She said, shakily.
Kylo rolled back from his knees and used the Force to lift Rey. She gasped in shock, as her dress was torn away. The pretty black bow in the back flew in the air, remaining whole and landing on the floor.
"Kylo!" She shouted, falling back to the bed in just her panties.
"Go light some candles." Kylo ordered. Rey's wobbly legs barely held her frame, as she cowered under his sharp gaze. The Jedi wanted to cover her breasts but he scowled at her. Rey scampered to the nearest candle.
She trembled, using a match to light the thick candle. His power, she worried, wondering if she could pry her lightsaber away. Kylo was behind her in an instant. His large fingers dwarfed hers, taking the match away.
Rey shook, feeling him press into her. Force he's always so hard. His cock rubbed into the small of her back.
"Go take off your panties and sit on the edge of the bed." He whispered in her ear, giving her goosebumps.
Rey did as she was told, in a daze. She ached all over. The Jedi slipped her panties off and sat on the edge of the bed.
Kylo used the Force to push the flame to three other candles, lighting them. He turned, his hungry eyes taking her in. The Knight gave a swift shake of his head, summoning his belt to him. The Darksider kept his fierce gaze on her pleading eyes. He put both lightsabers on the small table along with something else, something shiny.
Rey wondered what those were, thinking they looked like strange restraints.
Kylo ditched his pants and boxer briefs, his manhood springing forward. He gave himself a quick pump, looking at her.
"Master Ren...say something." Rey pleaded, wanting to move from her spot. Her breathing hitched.
Kylo stalked towards her, looking larger than ever.
"Kylo…" She said, unable to take her eyes off his erection. Rey backpedaled on the mattress, but Kylo grabbed her ankles.
He pulled her forward, as she gasped. Her thighs came tight against his. Rey sat up, wanting to kiss him, needing reassurance. Kylo pushed her back down to the bed. Rey hooked her legs around him, as both his knees sank into the mattress.
He cradled her ass lifting her just shy of his cock. She felt it. His cock grazing her entrance, teasing her.
"Fuck." Was all she could say. Kylo wouldn't take her eyes off of Rey's. She wanted to close them, or look away. But his gaze trapped her. The dark Knight was so calm, it was hot and startling.
Rey clung to his shoulders, needing to hold onto something. She swallowed hard, as beads of his sweat pooled and dropped on her belly. "Please Kylo, say something. I didn't mean to offend. I want this, more than you can imagine."
The Knight didn't blink, rubbing his cock along her entrance. He used the entire length, so she'd feel what was about to enter her. Rey cried, trying to keep her eyes open. Every inch of him grazed her clit, spiking her senses. She could almost hear his thoughts, warning her to keep her gaze on his.
"Please say something." Rey whimpered as he rubbed along her again.
Kylo lifted her up by the waist, owning her smaller frame and gentle curves. She thought he might kiss her, now that she was eye level and off the bed. The Knight didn't.
"Don't worry. I feel it too." Kylo said, quietly. He inhaled, pulling Rey into his lap and impaling himself into her. She cried out and he groaned. Her moist tightness gripped his dick, clutching every bump and peak. "Finally." He sighed, watching her face closely as she arched her back into him.
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