Part VII
They spent three days on Mygeeto. Ben told her of his plan to free the native people of the planet by pushing the Banking Clan to their headquarters on Coruscant where he could keep a better eye on them. He sold his two-fold plan to her as a win/win.
"And if they don't want to leave?" Rey had asked him.
Ben smirked, "You have your sabers right?"
Kylo…as he became when donning his mask, only had to use physical force on one of the executives before the other board members agreed to abandon the parma-winter planet for the city-world of Coruscant. The accord that they signed freed the native Lurmen from their decades-long servitude to the Clan.
Removing his mask and with Rey at his side, Kylo met with the Lurmen tribe leaders, returning the planet to its rightful inhabitants. She remained silent, watching him bow out of respect to the tribe's elders and even speaking a few words in their native tongue. If she had only known back on the Supremacy that this was the plan for his New Order, perhaps it wouldn't have taken her so long to return to him.
In exchange for the liberation of the natives and their homeworld, the Lurmen entered into an agreement with the New Order to be gracious hosts to the Order any time officials found themselves in the sector and also continue to supply the crystals needed for the manufacturing of array weapons.
"That was amazing," Rey said when they were alone again in the lift in their towering crystal accommodations.
"Yes," Kylo agreed, carrying his helmet under his arm as they stepped out of the elevator. "But do not be mistaken, every act of benevolence benefits not only the Order but also the rest of the galaxy in some fashion."
They reached the door to her room. Ben had been a gentleman and had not assumed that they would be sharing a bed, much to his pain and Rey's dismay. They had fallen asleep in the bond plenty of times with him stretched across his couch that would be pushed up against her cot, but Rey wondered what it would truly be like to wake up to his warm body pressed against hers.
So she decided to make a move knowing that Ben would never take advantage no matter how much she wished he would just take her. Biting her lip she held out her hand, "Would you like to come in and tell me more about it?"
He tried to read her expression, the soft smile of her lips, the slight flush of her cheeks, and the heavy-lidded look of her sparkling hazel eyes. She blinked slowly as if her thick lashes weighted a ton. His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed the rock that had settled in his throat. "Sure," he answered simply and took her hand.
Once the door was closed behind them she turned to him, "So tell me about the big picture for this planet."
Setting his helmet down on an ornate table by the door, he started to explain, "The Banking Clan have been enslaving the Lurmen people and monopolizing the supply of the crystals that are mined on Mygeeto since the time of the Old Empire…"
His voice faltered as she reached for his hands and started to peel off his gloves. "That's a really long time." The right glove hit the floor. "And the New Republic did nothing about this?" The left glove hit the floor.
"No," his tone may have been an octave higher. "Many of the Senators were in the pockets of the Banking Clan hence why the Senate had to go. It was deep in corruption and bought officials."
Her hands moved to his surcoat, knowing by now how the closures worked, "Wealth seemed to be a problem within politics."
"Democracy is no longer democratic if it is bought and paid for." She reached the last hook of his coat and ran her hands up his tunic covered chest.
"So what of the Lurmens?" Rey looked up at him as she pushed the surcoat off of his broad shoulders.
Ben's breath shuttered at the workings of her hands, "They will be able to go back to the governing ways of their past leaders. They will be able to continue to mine and sell the crystals of their world. They will create their own economy and engage in free trade throughout the galaxy." The heavy material pooled behind him on the floor.
"So they get their culture back, as a free world, and they grant you access to their resources as a grateful and unified nation." Rey pulled his tunic from the waistband of his leather pants.
"Exactly." Ben looked down at her with fear, wonder, and excitement, waxing and weening between the three emotions.
Gathering the soft fabric between her nimble fingers, Rey ran the heels of her hands up the strong plane of his abdomen. Ben finally sprung into action and helped her by gathering the collar of the top and pulling it over his head, dropping it to join his coat.
"And how many worlds have you freed since becoming Supreme Leader?" Rey studied the scars that encompassed his torso, starting at the large bowcaster divot that Chewie had given him then moving to his shoulder were a crater sat deep into his flesh from where she had stabbed at him on Starkiller.
Shivering under her touch, Ben's answer was a whisper, "Twenty seven."
Rey's gaze left his broad chest and snapped up to his dark eyes, noting that they held an intense sense of longing within them. She reached for his face, cupping her mark, "Oh, Ben. Why didn't you tell me this was the vision for your New Order? Why didn't you tell me what I was walking away from?"
Her expression was sad and regretting. She had thought that Kylo wanted Snoke's New Order or Vader's Empire. She thought that he was forging a path that she could not follow. She wonders how much good had gone by the wayside because she was too scared to take a leap of faith.
"I had just killed my Master. Just turned my back on everything I had known about power, leadership, and the Force. For you. I did all of that for you. And you reached for the saber and ran from me, leaving me for dead." He had to inhale through his nose to keep his temper in check. He didn't want to ruin the moment between them, but he was still angry about how she had left. "Hux was about to pull his blaster on me when I finally regained consciousness."
Not wanting this to be a tit for tat where Rey brought up the three TIE fighters that came after her on Crait, Rey just touched his cheek again attempting to get him to focus back on her. "I'm sorry…" she started and his eyes snapped to her's. "I'm sorry I left you."
Ben didn't want any more talking. He didn't want the possibility of them starting a fight. Rey was just as stubborn and fiery as his mother and Leia could start an argument with Han with just a look. So instead he gathered her in his arms and let his own apology flow through his lips as they explored the skin of her neck and jaw.
As he lifted her up his body, Rey wrapped her strong legs around his middle, carding her fingers into his hair and exposing more of her neck for him to lavish. When she felt his lips part from her heated skin, she turned her face down to look at him.
His breaths came quick but deep, his heart raced just below his ribs, and his cock strained against the unforgiving leather pants. "Rey," he said searching her face. "I…" he swallowed. "We…"
"Will you stop thinking and take me to bed already Ben?" Rey's tone was teasing and her face full of light.
If either of his hand were free, Ben would have pinched himself and wished with all of his might that this wasn't another dream. But he knew it wasn't. He knew that Rey was in his arms and she was asking him to…asking him to…His mind came to and he started to move forward with purpose.
Across the room was the sleeping chamber, a circular area completely carved out of the blush-toned crystalline tower. With just a thought the doors closed behind them, Ben didn't want any distractions or interruptions until morning. Though he knew that once he had her, there would be no satiating his need for her.
Rey placed a searing kiss upon his lips before releasing her legs and sliding down his body onto her own two feet. Taking a step back from him, she started to unravel her dark gray arm wraps.
Every inch of exposed skin that she displayed for him was like watching the sunrise. Ben almost believed that if he reached out to her that he would be burned from the sheer amount of light pouring out around her. So he stayed standing where she left him, his eyes taking in the curves of her bare arms.
Using the Force, she called her saber to her hands and she watched Ben jump slightly. She realized that even though he was willing to be vulnerable in front of her, there would always be a part of Ben Solo that feared her. She had too much control over him, she knew that she wielded the most powerful force in the galaxy, but what Ben didn't understand was that Rey was just as lost to him.
So she held her weapon out to him, trusting him and showing him that she was willing to be just as defenseless as he was. That they were equals in everything, including their weaknesses.
Ben took the saberstaff hilt and twisted it, disconnecting the two side and looked at their bases, running his thumbs over the stones and reading the inscription. "Across the stars, you are my home," his voice was just above a whisper.
"I love you, Ben." Rey's tone was just as soft but it was enough to gain his attention.
Ben couldn't form the words, but he could show her just how much he returned her affections. Pressing his lips to hers, their hands were a flurry of movement as they worked to rid the other of the rest of their clothing.
Rey dimmed the overhead chandelier with a wave of her hand, bathing the room in a golden glow as he laid her back on the bed. Ben knew she wasn't experienced, having seen the loneliness in her mind on Starkiller and not wanting to believe that she would take a lover after their bond was formed. So he let his hands and mouth touch all the parts of Rey that would make her ready for him.
She arched off the soft mattress, moaning and rolling her hips up trying to make contact with his stiff cock, but it was pressed into her thigh as he licked and nibbled at her humble breasts. Taking the hand of the arm that was not supporting his weight over her body, Ben ran his middle finger down her slit, causing her to hiss and buck at the light touch.
He smiled into the soft tissue of her breast and ran the flat of his tongue across her pebbled nipple, causing her to arch into him again. "I don't want to hurt you," he cooed into her chest. "You have to let me get you ready."
"But Ben…" she whined. "I need," her breath hitched when his finger grazed her nub, "I need…" and her eyes rolled back as he circled her clit with a little more pressure.
"I know, my love," he reassured, for his body was just as needing. He wanted to bring his finger up to his lips and taste her but knew that soon enough he would be able to drink her nectar straight from the tap, so he slid his finger back down her slit, gathering more of her moisture before pushing at her entrance.
Rey bucked up against his hand, making his finger slip into her up to his second knuckle and they both hissed, her with some relief and him at the sensation of just how tight she was. Ben started to move his finger in and out of her, stopping right where he felt her barrier, knowing that there was only one part of him that would be breaking it.
At first, her body was rigid, all of her muscles coiled tight and he sat back some, running his other hand along the outside of her thigh, "You have to relax."
She took in a few calming breaths and he felt the clamp around his finger slack just a bit. Tilting her head up to look at him, abs pushing out breaths, biceps curled as his large hands worked at her lower half. "I feel like I'm going to explode," her voice was already raw.
"Good," Ben chuckled as he continued to push his finger into her, making slight rotations of his wrist to stretch her bit by bit. Knowing that she would relax further if he could make her cum, he curled his finger and then pressed his thumb to her clit.
Her head was thrown back, her hands clutching her forehead as a way to ground her body to this realm before she reached down to her right breast and pinched her hard nipple between her thumb and forefinger. Over the past few months, she had found herself needing self-satisfaction more often and knew how to push her body to the edge.
Taking his hand off of her thigh, Ben ran it up her torso, mimicking the pinching and pulling that she was bestowing upon her other breast. Rey was thrashing under him, smiling at hearing the Shyriiwook curses falling from her lips, he moved his hand again, pressing down on her lower abdomen, just between her protruding hip bones.
Continuing his inward and upwards thrusts, her moisture was dripping down and pooling in the palm of his hand and he decided to add his ring finger, knowing that her body would compensate for the discomfort with the rush of her building orgasm.
Ben watched her every staggering breath, felt ever shuttering of her knees against his hips, heard every word of her begging for him, and he was impossibly in love with her. He would free a million words to have her in his bed every night. Decommission hundreds of warships to have her at his side. He would move stars to shine just for her, the woman who was radiant and pouring out her light just under his fingertips.
Rey felt the familiar tightness building, but it was almost tenfold what she had ever experienced with herself. She knew what was coming and all she can remember is, "Ben, please," falling from her lips again and again.
Finally, with a few more thrusts, his thumb pressing down and swiping side to side across her bud, and other hand pulling her hips up just enough to cause her to fall over the edge. Her inner walls clamped down around his fingers and he was unable to move them to help her ride out the orgasm. Instead, he let up on the pressure on her clit and drew lazy circles around it while lightly bushing his fingers tips across her stomach.
His hand was thoroughly coated in her juices as he finally slid his fingers from within her. Again resisting the urge to lick his digits clean, he took his hand and wrapped it around his throbbing cock, using her moisture to ready himself.
As her mind came to and Rey leaned up on one elbow to look at him, amazed that he could make her body feel that brilliant, her eyes went round at the sight of his cock in hand. "How the hell is that going to fit…" her question trailed off as her breathing picked up, again scared and excited about the prospect of joining with him.
Ben almost cringed at the worried look on her face. He needed her so badly but didn't want to hurt her. His hulking build corresponded to the size of the cock in his hand that was completely coated in her slick. "We'll go slow," he leaned down again, covering her body with his and he kissed her. "I promise, my love." He whispered the last words upon her lips as he ran the head of his cock along her slit, gathering more moisture before positioning himself at her entrance.
"Tell me you want me," he pleaded, stroking hair off her forehead and searching her eyes for something…anything that would tell him that they would be together until the end of time once they were bonded in every way.
Rey lifted her head enough to place her lips upon the mark on his right cheek. "I want you, Ben Solo." Truer words had never left her lips.
"I love you so much," he almost wept being able to finally say the words and he pushed with his hips at an agonizingly slow pace.
She hissed as her core burned, stretching to accommodate him and he kissed her, attempting to take her pain away. There was something humbling and earth-shatter about being connected to another like this. Ben had other women, but never one he loved, never one that the Force bonded to him, never anyone like Rey.
It seemed like hours or maybe minutes of gentle caresses and whispered confessions and promises of forever when he was deep enough to feel her barrier. "Why are you stopping?" Rey asked with worry as she looked up into his dark eyes but saw nothing but love.
"I need you to breathe Rey."
"What…why?" And then she felt his hips drive forward, a tearing in her core caused her to take in a quick breath through gritted teeth. She dug her nails into his muscular flanks as she felt him settle further into the cradle of her thighs.
Ben was completely sheathed inside Rey and his mind swan, never thinking that after their rough beginning that they would end up like this. He watched her face intently, waiting for the furrow of her brow to relax. "Tell me when I can move," he whispered down to her, kissing her forehead before looking back into her hazel eyes.
"I'm okay," she breathed, now gripping on to his biceps and shifting her hips making him slide from her just a fraction before rolling her hips back up, taking him back in with only some slight discomfort.
He hissed now, closing his eyes and taking her face in both his hands, kissing her frantically, "Gods you feel so good, Rey." Ben rocked into her tight heat, bowing his lean body over her's as he started his slow and shallow thrusts.
With each movement, it became less painful and soon they settled into a rhythm that was enjoyable to both. After rocking up her hips to meet his thrusts, Rey moved her knee up next to his ribs, tilting up so that each time he joined with her, the spot deep inside of her that made her eyes roll back in her head, was stroked.
Her second climax was building and she wasn't shy about vocalizing her need for him. Scratching at his upper thigh, she called out to him, "Ben...please don't stop," as he slid quick and deep within her.
Ben did her bidding, forehead pressed to her shoulder as he looked down her heaving chest to where they joined time and time again. His only purpose at this point was to bring her pleasure. To make her want to come to him again so that he can bask in her light and heal within her body.
Rey called his name, needing to see his face, needing his lips upon her's and he did as she needed without having to be asked. They were wrapped in a cocoon of warmth, of the Force, and she would be forever thankful that she saved herself for this exact moment, with the man that she loved.
Moaning into their kiss her body crested, squeezing almost painfully tight around him and then spasming, coaxing him to spill his seed deep within her. With an audible sigh of relief, knowing that he could finally let himself go, letting the intensely amazing feeling of her tight pussy milking him wash over him.
If only one lesson he was thankful to Snoke for was his ability to block out unwanted stimuli. Usually, he would use this pain so that he could continue to train or fight if injured, but with Rey, he would have lost himself long ago to her tight heat if he had fully bathed in the sensation.
So with her pulsing around him, Ben grunted into their kiss and finished within her, a few long and slow thrusts mixed her slick with his cum and he groaned at how easily he could now move within her. He wanted to collapse onto her but knew she would prefer to not be crushed under his bulk, so he just held himself over her, propped onto his elbows and his softening cock still buried deed.
"I am completely yours," his voice was husky as he kissed along her sweat covered face.
"You are my home," she answered in kind, pushing damp hair from his face.
More important than the words spoken at that moment, was the promise they made to each other through the Force. The feelings they exchanged through the bond were untainted and raw and true.
AN: Since I'll be out late tonight, I wanted to get today's chapter up now. Let me know what you think!
