A/N - So last time we saw Rey and Kylo's famous duel scene, only it ended quite a bit different than expected! Now Kylo is Rey's prisoner. Let's see what happens when he wakes up! Also, there is a huge reference to my favourite show ever in here, so see if you can spot it!

Ponygirl7: Haha I'm glad someone got that reference! And thanks, I definitely don't plan on giving this up!

Enjoy!

Kylo awoke strapped to a chair in a small, dark room. Where am I? He thought groggily.

That's when he remembered the fight. The fight that ended in a kiss. A kiss used as a distraction to knock him out. Kylo became angry at that. Just as he'd suspected, Rey had only been trying to gain his affection to escape the entire time.

He pushed the thought away, and examined his restraints. He was strapped to a metal chair. He had no doubt Rey had done this as payback for when he had first taken her captive. He pulled at the restraints on his arms, but they were too tight. Upon trying to move his legs he discovered that they were strapped to the legs of the chair as well. He wasn't strong enough yet to try and manipulate his restraints using the Force. Glancing down at his clothes, he noticed he had been stripped of his armor, leaving him in only a black t-shirt and pants. He could still feel the wound in his side, as well as the scar on his face. He looked around. Their was something about this cramped space that seemed familiar. Clearly it was meant to be a storage closet, but where was this storage closet?

Just then the door opened and Rey slipped inside. She was wearing her clothes from their battle, though he could see she had washed them. Her eyes met his and they stared at one another for a moment before Kylo decided to speak.

"Where am I?" He asked her stiffly. Rey smiled, but it was a sad one.

"You're my guest." She replied, using the same words he had once said. It seemed so long ago. So much had happened between them since. But it had all been false.

They were both silent for a moment, as each regarded the other warily.

"What do you want?" Kylo asked coldly. Rey looked at the ground.

"I came to check on your injuries." She said.

"I don't need your assistance." He replied. Rey laughed.

"Oh really? Because guess what, Starkiller Base? Yeah, it collapsed on itself. The entire planet. If I hadn't saved you, you would be dead." She told him. Kylo tried not to look interested by this development.

"And why did you save me, Rey?" He asked her, voice neutral. She avoided his eyes.

"Why don't I check that wound on your side." She said instead of answering. In a few short strides Rey was right there in front of him. Kylo couldn't look away as she knelt on the floor in front of him. Gingerly, without meeting his eyes, she lifted his shirt to reveal his wound, which had been well bandaged. Kylo clenched his fists in his restraints as Rey peeled back the bandage, her fingers brushing against his skin in the process. From her pocket she withdrew a wet rag and began to clean the wound. Kylo could only stare, but she never looked up once.

"Why?" He finally asked.

"Why what?" She asked, with a sad smile, referencing the many other times they had used those same words. She still wouldn't meet his eyes. Kylo didn't smile.

"Why are you treating me? Why are you helping me?" He really didn't understand. Rey didn't care about him. In fact, she had to despise him. He'd killed Han Solo, possibly killed her friend, the traitor… why was she helping him? Rey still didn't look up from his wound.

"I...um, you need to be in… I need to…" She stammered. Kylo raised an eyebrow at her.

"Having trouble?" He asked her mockingly. Rey stood up and stomped her foot in frustration.

"Oh, fuck this." She said angrily. Kylo was slightly taken aback. He hadn't heard Rey curse before. She met his eyes with a glare. "Fine. Fine, I give up. I… I care about you, okay? I don't know why, and there sure as hell is something wrong with me for it, but I do. Happy now?" She asked. Kylo only looked at her. It was hard to believe she wasn't telling the truth, but he knew better. Supreme Leader knew all. She clearly was a good actress when she wanted to be.

"You really believe I'm idiotic enough to believe all that?" He asked her disdainfully. She just stared at him.

"What do you mean?" She asked, confused. Or rather, she must have been pretending to be confused. Yes, she was a good actress.

"I'm not a fool, Rey, although you played me for one. I know. I know that all this time you only pretended to care for me, so you could escape. And you did a good job, too. I actually trusted you. And then after that, during the battle, when I already knew you weren't to be trusted, I let my guard down, let you kiss me. An ingenious plan, really. A brilliant distraction." He told her coldly. Rey was still staring at him in shock, mouth open.

"I should have known better." He continued. "Sentiment is a chemical defect, one always found on the losing side, which in this case, is me. I've always assumed love is a dangerous disadvantage. Thank you for the final proof." Kylo finished, voice soft. Rey stared at him with an expression he couldn't quite decipher. It wasn't shock, it wasn't sadness, it wasn't pity, it was something else, something he couldn't identify. Finally, she spoke.

"Sentiment is not a defect." She replied. "And love is not a disadvantage. Love is strength." Kylo snorted.

"And yet it's what allowed me to be deceived by you." He replied icily. Rey shook her head.

"I've never once deceived you, Kylo, in any way. I do care about you." She said softly. Kylo rolled his eyes and she became angry. She knelt down in front of him again.

"Here," she said. "Look into my mind, if you don't believe me." Kylo looked away, trying to ignore the fact that Rey was kneeling between his legs.

"I'm not looking into your mind." He said firmly.

"Why not? You've done it before, without consent." She challenged him. Then she paused, as if coming to a realization. "You're afraid of what you'll see." She said. "You're scared that I'm telling the truth. You're a coward." Kylo became angry at this.

"I am not a coward." He hissed at her.

"Yes, you are." She replied defiantly. "You're afraid of what you'll find. You're afraid that I'm telling the truth, that-" Kylo had heard enough. Without another thought, he closed his eyes and dove into her mind.

She let him in easily, and he was immediately overwhelmed by emotions. She hadn't learned how to keep her emotions from showing. He was almost drowning in loneliness and sorrow. She was grieving over Han Solo. She felt like she was alone in the world, all the time. The companionship of Finn, Poe, and Chewie helped some, but she didn't truly feel as if they understood her. The only time she felt truly happy and accepted and understood was… was when she was with him. When she was with him she felt safe. She felt warm and happy and at home. Warm feelings overwhelmed Kylo as he looked through her memories of him. In the closet, when he had touched her, she had been comfortable. She had been enjoying it. And again, when he had fallen on top of her in training, she had been happy. She craved his touch. She hadn't wanted him to get off. When she woke in his arms she had felt safe. She had been trapped, but she didn't mind at all, even though she knew she should have. She had felt so torn about leaving, but she had known it was the best thing for both of them. She hadn't believed he would defy Supreme Leader Snoke, but she knew that if he did it would get them both killed. So she left on her own. When she fought him, even after he had killed Han, even when she was crying and furious, she had still felt things for him. The kiss had been real. And now… now all she wanted to do was kiss him. She wanted to run off to the island she so often dreamed of, taking him with her. She wanted him to hold her, she wanted-

Kylo pulled out of her mind, having seen enough. He looked at Rey I'm astonishment, who slowly opened her eyes, and looked down at him.

"Well?" She asked him. Kylo stared at Rey for a moment, before he acted. He gathered all of his remaining strength to use the Force to pull Rey down, crushing her lips to his once more.

He knew he took her by surprise, for she tensed up, before she relaxed, sliding into his lap and wrapping her arms around his neck. Kylo pulled against his restraints, wanting desperately to hold her, but they held strong. All he could do was kiss her back, hoping that she would stay close, since he could not hold her to him. She pulled away, then leaned her forehead against his. They were both breathing hard.

"Still think love is a disadvantage?" She asked him softly.

"Yes," he replied in a whisper. "But it's one I'm willing to bare." He leaned forward and kissed her once more. He just couldn't get enough of her. He knew he never would. He could be able to hold and talk to and touch her 24/7 for all eternity, and it still wouldn't be enough. Rey pulled back again.

"Kylo, what-" she started, but he cut her off with another kiss. He felt her smile against his mouth, but then she pulled back again.

"Kylo-" she started again, laughing, but once again he pressed his lips to hers, cutting her off. She pulled back, and this time placed her hand on his lips to keep him from doing it again.

"This is important." She told him sternly. "So behave yourself." Kylo smiled.

"Yes ma'am." He said. Rey hesitated, and Kylo frowned. She looked troubled. "What's wrong?" He asked her, concerned.

"Whose side are you on?" She asked him. Kylo blinked, surprised. "Because I need to know. I need to know if I can release you from those restraints, whether you'll try to escape from the base when we get there, or whether we'll be able to let you walk around and know information. I need to know whether or not you'll try and go back to the First Order, whether you'll drag me with you, and sell out the Resistance." She finished, looking at him.

"For starters," Kylo began. "The only thing I'm going to do if you releases me from these restraints is hold you as close to me as possible. As for the rest…" He paused, considering. "I don't know the answer to most of those questions." Kylo admitted. "All I know is that I would never do anything that could bring any harm to you. That is the one thing I am sure of." Rey looked at him curiously.

"You would defy the First Order, the Supreme Leader, to save me?" She asked him, sounding genuinely curious. Kylo thought for a moment, and was stunned at his answer.

"Yes." He said. Rey raised an eyebrow.

"You sound surprised by your own response." She said.

"That's because I am. I should prioritize my loyalty to the First Order, but I don't. I would defy them, defy everyone to save you, and I don't quite know why." He admitted. Rey smiled at that.

"I know what you mean." She told him. "If I had the choice between you and the Resistance, I wouldn't hesitate."

"Unless your decision affected the greater good." He pointed out. "If it came down to saving, say, a city of people or me, you would chose the city of people." Rey frowned.

"Kylo, that's not fair. You would do the same." She told him. Kylo shook his head.

"No, I wouldn't. But I'm not blaming you. You're made to be good, Rey. It's part of what I like about you." She smiled, but Kylo's heart was beating fast. He had almost said something else instead of like. He had almost said another four letter word beginning with an L, a word that could have ruined the moment.

"I can't promise you much, Rey. I can't promise my loyalty to the Resistance. But I can promise that I will never do anything to hurt you, and I will give you everything I have." He swore. Rey just smiled.

"I know you can't promise your loyalty to the Resistance. I know the situation is complicated." Rey said. "But can you promise… can you promise never to lie to me?" She asked him. Kylo blinked in surprise.

"Of course. I would have thought that was a given, but I promise." He replied, not seeing any harm in it. Rey smiled, and gave him a quick kiss before continuing.

"Good." She said. "So, now that you have sworn not to lie, let me ask you this; if I released you from your bonds right now, would you try to hurt me and escape using the Force?" She asked him. Kylo laughed.

"Rey, I don't think I could hurt you now if I tried." He told her truthfully. "As for trying to escape, from what I can see you have this room locked up tight. I wouldn't even bother trying." He told her with a mischievous smile. She returned it, and then stood up. She raised a hand and Kylo's restraints fell away.

He could feel her watching him nervously as he rubbed at his wrists. He stood up and saw her instinctively take a step backwards. She caught herself, however, and remained frozen in place as he stepped towards her. He could feel the nervousness radiating off of her. He raised a hand to her face and she flinched, as if expecting a strike. Instead, he tilted her chin up so her fearful hazel eyes met his brown ones. His other hand went into her loose hair as he bent down and, once again, pressed his lips to hers. This was different than their other kisses had been, however. While the others had been unplanned and passionate, this one was sweet and gentle, and Kylo could feel Rey melt into him as she placed her hands on his chest. When she pulled away, he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her back to him. She leaned her head on his chest, and he briefly wondered whether she could hear his racing heart.

"What will happen once we reach the Resistance base?" Rey asked him. He thought for a minute.

"Well," he began. "My mother will probably order my lockup." Rey pulled back, alarmed.

"What? But why…" She trailed off as Kylo raised an eyebrow.

"The real question is why wouldn't she?" He asked Rey. It was rhetorical, but Rey tried to argue anyway.

"Because… you're her son." She said.

"Who killed the love of her life." Kylo pointed out.

"But… but you've changed." Rey stammered. Kylo sighed.

"Rey, the only thing that has changed is my feelings for you. I am still very much dark." He told her. It was true. The only thing that had changed about him was his love for Rey.

"But you're no longer loyal to the First Order." She pointed out. Kylo considered.

"No," he conceded. "I am no longer loyal to the First Order. But no one else knows that. Which is why," he continued, before Rey had time to counter his argument. "We have to keep this, us, a secret." He told her.

"What?" Rey asked, simultaneously confused, angry, and horrified. "No. No way." She pulled out of his arms, but he caught her wrist.

"Please, Rey, listen to me." He said as she glared at him. "If you come in proclaiming me a good guy, right after I killed Han Solo, people are going to think that I've seduced you to the dark side."

"No, they… they wouldn't think that. I dueled you." She said.

"And who was there to witness that?" He asked her.

"Just… just you, me, and Finn. Finn can vouch for me." She said confidently. Kylo raised an eyebrow.

"So he's recovered?" He asked. At this her face fell.

"Well… no. He's in a coma. So I guess I'd have to wait until he wakes up to have someone to vouch for me." She said.

"Which is why we must keep this a secret, at least for now." Kylo implored her. Rey made a face, but she nodded.

"Fine," she said. "But don't expect me to be happy about it." Rey told him. He just smiled.

"I wouldn't imagine it any other way." He replied. Rey smiled, before standing on her tiptoes to give him a quick kiss. However, when she came down, Kylo followed her, deepening the kiss. His hands gripped her arms, and he gently began to maneuver them both. Rey caught on, and together they moved to the back corner of the room, positioned so Rey's back was against the wall.

"Hmm, a closet, a corner, you pressing up against me… something about this seems awfully familiar." Rey remarked.

"Ah, yes. Let's hope the voices in my head don't ruin it this time." Kylo replied, before bending down and kissing her again. Rey's hands found a way into his hair, and his hands slid onto her waist. Kylo moved as close as possible to her, so that their entire bodies were pressed together. Just like before, he had Rey trapped, but she was enjoying it. He briefly pulled back, allowing both of them to catch their breath, before diving back in. The kisses got more feverish and urgent, to the point where they would just gasp for breath at any time they could get it, before the other came back in full force. Their minds and thoughts mingled until Kylo was sure where he ended and where Rey began. But all of their thoughts had a similar tune; Love. Intense desire. A need to be as close as possible.

Without even meaning to, Kylo's hand slid underneath of Rey's shirt, so he was touching the bare skin of her stomach. It was enough, however, to make her freeze. Kylo quickly pulled his hand away and took a step backwards. He looked at Rey and saw that she was blushing.

"Sorry, it's just that… everything was going so fast and I…" She trailed off as Kylo simply held up a hand.

"It's alright, Rey, really." He assured her. "I didn't even mean to do that, honestly. I just got a little ahead of myself." He admitted. Rey smiled, peeling herself from the wall.

"It's okay. I'm just a bit new to all this." She laughed. "Well, that's an understatement. I'm extremely new to all of this." Kylo became curious at her words.

"How new?" He asked her. She blushed.

"Well, for example," she began. "My first kiss was last night." Kylo felt his mind do a double-take.

"You mean… your first kiss was during our duel… with me?" He asked. Rey nodded.

"Well, there's not exactly a lot of people to snogg on Jakku." She joked. "You seem surprised." She noted. Kylo ran a hand through his hair.

"Well, for someone who's first kiss was yesterday, you're certainly good at it." He joked, before getting serious. "I guess I am surprised." He admitted. "It's just… I want to do you justice, Rey. If I ever go too fast again, which, admittedly, that probably won't be the last time I do, just let me know. I want you to be comfortable." He told her. She smiled.

"Thank you." She said quietly. "No one's ever gone to such lengths to try and make me comfortable or happy." Kylo just smiled. No one had done it for him, either. Not until Rey.

"I should probably go. I've been in here long enough as it is." She said. "Chewie will start to think something's gone wrong." She turned and had begun to walk towards the door, but Kylo grabbed her arm.

"Wait," he said. Rey turned back to face him expectantly. Kylo felt himself grin. "Don't I get a kiss goodbye?" He asked her mischievously. He was stunned at his own playfulness. Rey truly brought out a different side of him.

"Hmm," she pretended to think. "I don't know if you deserve a kiss." Kylo pretended to be outraged.

"How dare you," he said. "You insult me." Rey laughed.

"Well, I suppose one kiss couldn't hurt." She conceded. Kylo smiled.

"That's the spirit." He said, and he pulled her in for another deep kiss.

A/N - Whew, there was lots of Reylo in this chapter! Lots and lots of feelings, lots and lots of kissing. But what will happen when they reach the Resistance base? Will Leia lock Kylo up? Will Kylo and Rey be able to keep their relationship a secret? We'll have to wait and see!

Also, the reference was from BBC's Sherlock, in case anyone was wondering. Probably not.

Bye for now!

~ Sadie