Hands, warm hands, whose palms grazed my neck-
And whose fingers pressed against my jaw.
A pair of lips that adore my neck and broad shoulders that loom over me like an oak tree.
Hands,his hands, ran along my form, on my back, then my chest, one on my stomach. His black curls tickled my skin.
"Please, commander" I heard myself say.
A hand grabbed my backside and fingers reached for my slit...
I shot up in my bed, my chest heaving and my bottom half throbbing. That was by far the most exotic dream I'd had, and also the most terrifying. I had had a dream about my leader, and even worse, a lustful one. I groaned as I pulled myself out of bed and reminded myself that I was a Knight of Ren, who's purpose was not to satisfy my dirty dreams. I pulled on my helmet, picked up my staff, and grumbled out the door.
...
I was finding my way to training when I found the entire hallway leading to the gym smoking and shredded. The metal walls had rips up and down them and the door had a lightsaber blade-sized hole shoved through it's middle. There were pipes broken and a few things carried small flames. Several lights were sparking from above, and pieces of glass were everywhere. I reached out and touched one of the slices, and the metal was still hot to the touch.
The inside of the gym didn't look affected, as if Kylo Ren had decided to play off the idea that he hadn't just destroyed the hallway when he walked in.
I stepped into the dojo and he looked up, and I immediately sensed anxiety and heat pouring out of him. He was standing in the center of the dojo, but was facing the window in an adjacent dojo when I entered. His chest was heaving, and I noticed his fingers tightly wrapped around the hilt of his lightsaber. I thanked the stars that he kept his mask on for regular training, because I don't think I would've been able to focus had his face been visible.
It was an oddity that Ren was here so early-he was usually the last to arrive, long after everyone was well into sparring.
He took a step towards me and Shono came out of the door. He stopped moving but kept his mask turned toward me.
Lestros came through the door behind me and moved towards Shono. Another came and I realized I was still standing there staring at Ren when I should be sparring. I turned to the Knight that just walked in and he lifted his axe. I looked at Ren for a moment then looked back at the Knight, then pulled out my staff.
...
I delivered a swift kick to Shono's chin and my staff followed it almost immediately with a hit to his cheek. He stumbled and I spun my staff around and jabbed his stomach, sending him onto his back. Lestros approached me from behind and I dodged his blade, hitting his side with my staff and spinning it again to counter a small attack from a beaten-up Shono.
Ren had assigned a doubles match, and the Knight I was fighting alongside had been knocked out early on. This deficit left me facing Lestros and Shono alone, which wasn't impossible but was quite inconvenient.
I swung my staff into Shono's chest and he toppled to the floor next to his severely KOed partner. He glanced up at me and I held my staff by his head. I looked to Master Ren, who's Force signature suggested he had been in fight or flight mode since we arrived.
"finish him." He commanded. I looked down at Shono. His mask had been smacked off during the match, and his face was bruised. I lifted my staff and hit his chest, knocking the wind out of him and rendering him unable to continue. I looked back at Ren and he nodded once.
"This will be all for today. You are dismissed." He barked, and Knights began filing out. I helped Shono and Lestros up and tried to ignore the waves of hate towards me that radiated off of them. I followed them to the door and looked back at Ren, and I could sense a desperation coming from him that I couldn't place.
...
Upon arriving in my quarters, I stripped off my gear and heated up a packet of soup, trying to forget all that consumed my thoughts the previous night. I was halfway through watching an episode of an ewok reality show when a messenger droid chirped from behind my door.
"Rey of the Knights of Ren!" It spouted out.
"You have been summoned to the chambers of Master Kylo Ren!"
What?
"Your presence is requested immediately! Thank you!" It finished, then scooted off.
Any private information about Commander Ren was unknown to any of the soldiers, Knights and Stormtroopers alike. It is rumored that he was seen at a bar on base once and that he entered only because his liquor cupboard hadn't been restocked in a days time, but this is not a rumor most people believe.
I picked up my cloak and pulled it around me, the hairs on the back of my neck standing up, and grabbed my mask. I couldn't imagine what this could be about, and I prayed to the stars he hadn't been paying attention when I had that horrible inappropriate dream. Perhaps he was planning on killing me for it, but didn't want to do it in front of everyone.
I knew where the official's chambers were, but I didn't know where Master Ren's was for sure. The droid didn't mention it's location either. I entered the official's hallway, imagining how many time these walls were probably replaced. I looked at each door, trying to figure out which one might be the Commander's.
I searched for him in the Force and followed the heat that radiated from him. It lead me to a door at the end, which had I looked at it I could've assumed it was his without using the Force.
There were several hundred marks of repaired metal covering the door, and the keypad looked as if it was hanging on by a thread. The metal surrounding it was dented and parts had burn marks. I tapped the call button on the keypad and after a few moments, the door slid open.
