Rey couldn't believe he was actually in her quarters. Her mind was going at light-speed with the amount of questions she wanted to ask, so obviously she started with the most important one, 'Kylo, what are you wearing!?' She looked him up and down. The brightest smile started at her lips and travelled to her eyes. She was soaking in the aura that emanated from him… it was all focused on her. He'd come here for her.
'Don't you like it?' he responded, draping his cloak over a chair and taking his shoes off. He was making himself at home. He closed the space between them, 'I've had a long journey. Mind if I use your shower?' Rey just shook her head. 'Come with me.' He said and it was neither a request or command… it was a statement of pure need.
Time seemed to slow down around them. He led her into the bathroom and started to undress. She stood there mesmerised as he unbuttoned his shirt and trousers. Rey had to remind herself to breath. How many times had she seen him like this? Why did it feel so different?
She wanted to poke him again but as she raised her hand, he caught it and pulled her into him. 'Your clothes will get very wet if you don't take them off.' He smiled and started to undress her. Each move was deliberate and measured as he gently took her clothes off. Soon she was as naked as him.
Kylo switched on the water and adjusted the temperature. He stepped under the spray and held out his hand again, silently inviting her to join him. Rey didn't hesitate. She knew she wanted him, her heart-rate was through the roof and skin tingled in anticipation. He pulled her under the water, letting his hands travel the length of her body. It felt incredible. The slow, unhurried way his fingers explored her made her knees buckle.
His lips touched hers in a feather-like kiss. 'I love you Rey.' He stated, not needing a response. It was a declaration, a statement of fact, an acknowledgement of the obvious truth. Why else would he have sought her out, travelled across the galaxy and snuck into her bedroom?
Rey kissed him. She closed her eyes and poured all her emotions into that one action. She'd heard somewhere that if you breathed into your lovers' mouth, you shared your soul. She wanted to share everything with Kylo at this point. The universe seemed no bigger than her bathroom, as her whole world was in it, in the man holding her in his arms.
Kylo guided her onto him. Her legs wound around him and she couldn't help moan as he entered her. The mixture of heat and water and his words was intoxicating. His thrusts were powerful, worshipful. He found her lips again and returned her kiss with his own. Their rhythm grew as they approached their climax. 'I love you Kylo.' Rey whispered as their bodies found release.