Chapter 9

Ren had already thought Xalaina to be a formidable opponent, with two swords in hand today she was more so. Her skills in wielding a weapon in both hands seemed far greater than that of just one.

Her fluid, quick and concise motions forced him to think just as quick to successfully counter her movements. In this room, with no one watching but the holo transmission of the Supreme Leader, Ren had removed his outside attire. Beneath those clothes, he had dressed down in something more comfortable.

The muscles on his arms lay bare as was his neck. He wore no gloves but instead had wrapped a cloth around his palms to get a better grip on his weapon. His pants remained the same as did his boots.

Xalaina wore tight leggings that stopped just below her calfs, her shirt tight against her body but lay loose at her hips, the long tight sleeves covering her down to her wrists. The shirt had a dip in the front just enough to see her collarbone. Unlike his wild hair, hers was twisted back into a ponytail circled by a thick braid, shorter wisps stuck to her cheeks as sweat began to accumulate during their vigorous battle.

Xalaina won their first round and Ren bested her during the second. Before the third started, Snoke stood, his holo image was much smaller than the one on Starkiller base. Ren could not discern where his Master was, nor was it any of his business.

"You move with ease Xalaina, one might think you healed your wound against my orders." The Supreme leader glared her way.

"Did you expect anything less of me?" She remarked with a smirk. Ren watched at Snoke narrowed his eyes but instead of addressing her any further he turned to Ren. "I see you've both become more acquainted with each other, a fact that worries me because she is still managing to best you. In my absence perhaps you've been slacking off?" Snoke gave Ren an intense stare down.

"You've done an exceptional job at training her Master. I only wish to see all that she knows and to learn more. My failures are a reflection of just how well taught your daughter is and how powerful you've made her."

Kylo Ren hated to be told of his failures, but against Xalaina they didn't feel like he had failed. The stroke to his master ego seemed to do the trick. Snoke grinned ever so slightly.

"I have things to attend to, continue as you were," Snoke replied and his image disappeared.

Reaching up, Ren removed his mask and placed it off to the side.

"Why reveal yourself to me? You seemed content with your anonymity before and now every time I see you you're without your helm." Xalaina gave him a sideways look.

"So we stand on even ground," Ren replied with a grin before their fight continued.

Some time into their fight Ren managed to relieve Xalaina of one of her swords as it went soaring across the room far from her reach. She parried with the remainder before swiping hard to meet his in a vibrating clash.

Ren pushed forward forcing her backwards until she hit the wall behind her. Her leg bent, her foot out to latched against his torso in an attempt to shove him backwards but he predicted it and caught her rising leg between his knees, pinning her solid.

Her breaths came in short wisps up into his face only inches away as he bared down on her. For a moment he got caught in her blue eyes, a gaze he couldn't break from.

In his distraction, Xalaina reared her head back and landed a blow from her forehead to his nose. His reaction made him lose his grip on her leg which she promptly brought up to knee him in the gut before she whirled wrapping her arm around his shoulders and placing her blade to his neck in victory.

She had him pulled back so that he leant back against her. When she let him go she did so with a shove forward. Ren caught his breath and watched her retrieve her fallen weapon and put them back on their stands.

"I need you to teach me how to close my mind." He half asked with a small hint of desperation.

"Why?" She faced him once more hands to her hips.

"I've had my enemy see my thoughts before and it's something I yearn to never have happen again." Ren saw no reason to lie to Xalaina. The truth fell from his mouth with ease in her presence.

She studied him up and down a moment before she smirked with her reply "No," she said leaving the training room.

XxX

Ren paced his room, his anger rising with each moment he thought of that smirk on Xalaina's face as she refused him. It was lucky he had no Lightsaber to ignite or he would have torn the place up already. His fury clouded his rational thinking, his judgement.

So much so that he marched from his room just as he was his fists balled together tightly and made straight toward Xalaina's private quarters. If she would not agree to help him he would bend her to his whim.

Never again would he find himself vulnerable to the Scavenger or any other enemy he might face. Xalaina would give up her secret even if Ren had to tear it from her.

He found her door unlocked, as they often were, and let himself inside slamming the door closed behind him. He froze on his entrance all anger subsiding as his eyes quickly found his target.

Xalaina was sat in front of a large mirror her nightdress top hanging about her waist leaving her breasts exposed. Her long hair was hanging over one shoulder as her back faced the mirror behind her.

The look of shock on her face was clear but soon was replaced with a frown. "You could have knocked," she said returning her nightdress back up over herself, a slight tremble in her fingers.

"You will show me how to close my mind," Ren demanded attempting to regain his sensibility, although it had been a long time since Ren had felt his pulse quicken in this manner. His blood rushing hot at the sight of her as she had been when he'd arrived.

He had thought he'd gotten over such temptations, but now he wondered if it had only been because there had never been a woman tempting enough around him that had made his transition seem easy.

He knew lust once, back before he'd become Kylo Ren. Up until now he'd been dedicated to his path and was well versed in avoiding and even denying temptation should it rise.

But now he was met with a strong temptation that he had known was slowly building and had tried to ignore. He had tried to pass it off as curiosity toward her, but now he had no excuse.

XxX

"Why should I share with you my most precious secret?" She asked standing, trying to gauge the man before her and his intent.

He seemed stumped for an answer. Xalaina's mind slipped back to their training earlier that day. The moment he'd had her pinned to the wall with his weapon and their faces mere inches apart.

She remembered how she felt in the moment. Nervous, excited, curious. There seemed to be an energy between them and she knew he felt it too. In that moment he'd allowed himself to become distracted, the very reason this energy they seemed to have together should not be allowed to go further.

Yet, having him here in her private space alone sent shivers throughout her body in a delicious sort of way. Lust, a feeling she'd given into only a small number of times in her life.

A thought crossed her mind. A wild and dangerous thought.

She walked over to him, standing in front of him closer than needed. "Why should I share my deepest secrets with you?" She repeated, deliberately slowing her words to form them perfectly with her lips, staring directly into his dark eyes.

Her heart pounded. This was not a game she should play with him, that she should play with anyone. By rights, she should have told him to get out, but she was far too tempted to turn back now.

"Because you can trust me." He told her finding his words at last. "Because we have more in common than you'd like to admit." He could have moved away from her, but he didn't. Only another inch closer and her breasts would press against his chest as would her forehead on his nose.

She remained looking directly in his eyes and for a second she thought he might retreat, but he didn't. He closed the small gap between them.

Her mind screamed for a second of regret before his lips sealed down on hers and then everything blurred. Every reasonable thought disappeared replaced by raw sensation and emotion.

When he released her they were both breathless but still he kissed her a second time. His hands still without gloves, traveled up along her bare arms, caressing them before hooking his fingers into the straps of her nightdress and slipping them back off her shoulders to once again fall about her waist.

She sighed against his lips and even that didn't sound like her. Lost in the moment, nothing else seemed to matter, not her past nor her future. That wicked little yearning deep in her gut spurred her onward with no intentions of backing down.

XxX

Ren should not have come here. He'd had ample time to leave, but he couldn't bring himself to do so. It was as if he'd forgotten how to control himself. As if he were a teenage boy once more.

She'd been trained as a Sith, surely she had been trained to avoid this. To laugh in the face of temptation and yet here they both were. Locked together in such an intimate embrace.

He broke free of their fevered kiss to look at her. Xalaina stood before him half naked, just as she had been when he'd entered unannounced. He could see the faint white scars that branded her skin. Across her abdomen, along the sides of breast. He circled her taking in the sight of all of her. He let his fingers graze her soft skin while taking note of the scars on her back. She had not been kidding when she talked about having scars to prove it.

The scars on her back were far worse than any located on the front of her body. Long lashes quite possibly made by a whip. A bubble of rage against his Master threatened to overtake him, but he swallowed it down.

On her lower back was the newest scar, lighter than the others and smaller, the one he'd placed upon her only days ago. Gripping the gown that now hung at her waist he pushed it so that it fell completely to the floor leaving her completely bare.

When he came around face to face with her once more she looked up at him and he saw uncertainty in her eyes, a small tremble in her arms. "You like what you see?" She asked clearly attempting to hide whatever emotion she was feeling.

The only answer Ren supplied her with was a fierce kiss to match the ones that started all of this.

Every kiss, every touch of her fingers along his face, neck, and hair were intoxicating. He allowed her, even helped her free him of his cloak and shirt between kisses.

"We should stop." She told him in a half whisper as his hands smoothed up her sides and inward to cup her breasts.

"Yes," he agreed though neither of them had any intentions of stopping. She sighed when he played with one of her nipples and she pushed her chest closer to him.

Walking her backwards, they slowly made their way into her room toward her bed. She lay down upon it on her back, the soft light of the night's sky shining along her skin.

Ren removed the remainder of his clothes and resigned himself to the fact that he wanted nothing more than to know what it was like to be with her. Perhaps, if he could get her out of his system now, he could get back on track tomorrow.

He climbed on the bed with her, her hands wrapping around his neck and up into his hair pulling his face down toward her, her legs parting around his hips and hugging him intimately to her.

He could feel the heat of her womanhood as if it called to him. He moved his hips forward to rub his hardened length along her wetness and groaned at the delightful feeling.

Her hands moved down his back to slide over his ass, pulling him against her again with clear eagerness. Ren couldn't find the strength in himself to wait, he reached between them, grabbed his cock and slide it up between her soft wet folds before easing himself into the heat of her core.

She moaned, her nails biting into the flesh of his buttocks. He pushed further within her, enjoying every sensation until he was fully sheath in her warmth.

He did not need readjusting before he began a steady rhythm of soft thrusts. Her womanhood clenched around him from time to time making him groan. His powerful hips gained more momentum, making his movements harder, almost wilder.

She liked this. She hissed her pleasure into his ear before biting his lobe. Feeling powerful he continued those hard thrusts, wrapping an arm under one of her knees and pulling that leg back to allow himself more room.

He slammed his cock inside her as deep as he could go before removing it to thrust inside again. She cried out in a way he hadn't heard from her before. Her head tossed to the side her body tensing. He didn't stop, he didn't slow.

"Oh yes," she yelled the words her body shivering. He gazed into her face as she closed her eyes and a look of pure ecstasy crossed her features. He felt the pulsing of her walls around his length and he pushed along with them probing forth his own release. He grunted and shuddered as his seed spilled and he too found absolute pleasure in its wake.

Spent and satisfied he rolled off her to his back. Together they lay there catching their breaths and basking in the afterglow. Perhaps they would regret this in the morning..., or perhaps they wouldn't.

Thank You's

Lokisprincess94: It's a slow relationship and a stubborn one. :P Each one taught that sentiment and feelings of any intimate kind are compromising. They are of the same mind and yet two very different people.