Hey guys, new chapter is here! Towards the end there's a bit of a sexy scene...I have edited out all the MA rated parts. PM me if you want the complete version!
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Naboo was a wonderful, lush, green and blue world. Rey was enchanted. She let a small sigh escape her lips, wishing she were here in different circumstances, to explore and enjoy the beauty of it all.
Instead she mirrored her companions, scouting the forest and the clearing where the exchange would take place in a couple of hours.
She had silenced her link with Ben upon his request: he wanted to focus on Hux's mind, to try to gauge information from him while he still could.
When she reunited with the others, once they had ascertained that the First Order hadn't placed traps or snipers anywhere around the clearing, Chewie, Luke and Finn walked reluctantly back to the Falcon. The arrangement Leia and Hux had agreed on entailed the presence of no more than three people on each side (weapons were allowed, but Hux had assured Leia they wouldn't be needed. Rey wondered if Hux truly believed his words could ever pass for sincere).
Luke had to stay hidden, Chewie had to make sure that the ship was ready to take off in a hurry and Finn… well, as long as Hux had Ben it was best not to risk provoking him with the former Stormtrooper's presence, even though Finn wished he could stay and support Rey. Poe would flank her and Leia, instead.
The pilot smiled at her, squeezing her shoulder comfortingly, and his touch felt so reassuring that the knot in Rey's stomach eased up a little. They both turned to glance at Leia, but the General's face was a mask of calm and quiet strength.
Rey? We are on the move. I think it's time.
"They're coming" Rey said. Leia and Poe nodded.
We're here, waiting.
Be careful. Hux is going to start firing at you the moment I cross the clearing.
But you'll be in the line of fire!
They don't really care, Rey.
Well, I do. Be ready.
For what?
Be ready to fight.
Hux walked towards them with a confident, arrogant stride, his long black coat billowing rhythmically with his steps. He kept his eyes fixed on General Organa, Rey noticed, open challenge etched on his face.
She looked anxiously beyond the ginger man, trying to spot Ben. There he was, flanked by two Stormtroopers, his hands bound, the Force-suppressing collar on his neck. He was looking at Hux's nape, apparently in deep concentration. His frown worried Rey a bit.
Hux stopped a few feet from them.
"General Organa," he greeted.
"Give me my son," she replied, steel in her voice.
"Not so fast. I need to check in with my Captain. I have to make sure Elbara Nine's occupation went smoothly. I'd be a fool not to, don't you think?"
Leia glared at him, her mouth a thin line of distaste. "Be quick about it."
Hux got a small holoprojector out of his coat, switched it on and pressed a few keys. After a minute the image of a soldier in a chromium armour appeared.
"Captain Phasma. I take it the appropriation of the planet was successful?"
"Yes sir. The old Resistance base was deserted and it's ours now."
"Good. Keep me posted."
Phasma nodded and Hux cut off the communication. Then he turned to Leia.
"Now you can have your precious son." He signalled the two troopers, who roughly pushed Ben forward. He started walking slowly, his face whiter than snow.
I'll tell you the moment before Hux gives the signal.
We're ready, don't worry about your mother.
I worry about you too.
Hux watched Ben walk with a shadow of hatred in his pale eyes. A muscle in his cheek twitched.
Now Rey, now!
"Now!" Rey yelled.
Right then, many things happened at the same time.
Hux made a not too subtle signal with his hand, and the two Stormtroopers pulled their blaster rifles out and started firing straight at Leia. Their blasts didn't hit her though: they stopped in mid-air a few inches from her, as if an invisible barrier was shielding her whole body.
Hux screamed in rage at that and threw himself forward, a knife clutched in his fist. Before Ben could react, Poe blocked him and started to fight him, hitting his wrist to make him drop the knife, and barrelling down on him with a series of well-aimed punches.
Rey had closed her eyes and she was frantically focusing her skill on wrenching open Ben's restraints with the Force. She succeeded in a few seconds, and with his hands free, Ben opened his mind completely to her.
Take over and guide me.
Rey took control of Ben and guided his body against the soldiers closer to him. She made him raise his arm, and through him, she hit them with a powerful Force blast that sent them flying.
Hux paused his fight with Poe, looking wide-eyed at Ben: "How…?" But his distraction allowed Poe to knock him down, pressing a knee on his chest and a forearm against his throat.
Rey smirked, but her smugness was short-lived: the ground behind Hux started shaking and rippling, revealing a big metal hatch, which opened and spewed out a flood of heavily armed troopers.
"Rey!" Leia called, urgency in her voice.
We missed that hidden hatch! How?
Rey readied herself. She made the Force flow into Ben's arms and hands. She aligned her mind with his, just like she had done a thousand times on the island, and took over once again.
"Ben!" she yelled, throwing him her lightsaber. He caught it and activated it, turning around smoothly and stalking towards the soldiers who had started firing.
Rey made Ben block their blasts with the lightsaber, then pushed him against them, guiding him into a rhythmic movement of attack - parry - force-wave - attack - parry – slash.
In a matter of seconds, all the Stormtroopers lay on the ground, unmoving.
Poe was still hovering over Hux, who was barely conscious and breathing heavily.
"Let's go, quickly," Leia ordered, and the small group started rushing towards the Millennium Falcon.
They had barely made ten steps when Ben stopped, stiffening. They all halted, looking confused. Rey glanced at him, inquisitively, and then witnessed what happened next as if in slow motion: Ben turned towards Hux, who had crawled to a trooper and had taken his weapon. He fired in their direction and Ben sprang into action, reaching Poe and pushing him out of harm's way. The blast grazed the pilot's shoulder and hit Ben fully in the chest.
They both went down, while Rey hit Hux so hard with a Force-wave that the General's body was thrown in the air like a rag doll.
Then she and Leia ran towards the two men, while Luke, who had helped them protect Leia from the edge of the forest, joined them at once.
Poe was already bent over Ben's unconscious body, checking for a pulse. His left shoulder was burnt and bloody but he didn't seem to care.
"He's alive! Barely, but he's alive!" he reassured the others.
Rey looked frantically at Luke, her face pale and her eyes huge and frightened.
"Let's get him to the Falcon. The medical droid will take care of him," Leia ordered, her voice betraying her concern.
Luke lifted his nephew's body with the Force, and they all hurried towards the ship.
"Stay still."
"Ouch! It hurts!"
"Poe, come on! Let the droid do its job!"
"I can wait for a living doctor! This droid isn't particularly gentle."
"I was built to repair the human body, sir, not to be gentle with it."
"See? What did I tell you, Finn?"
"Come on you big baby! Behave like a proper Resistance pilot!"
"Ouch! That's it, I'm gon– mmpf!"
Ben had woken up to the sounds of a quiet but animated conversation. He was lying on a narrow cot, the soft vibrations under him revealing he was on board of a ship. A thrum of energy was sizzling through his veins, and he realised he was no longer wearing the Force-suppressing collar. He sighed in relief.
Then he opened his eyes and turned his head, wondering why the voices had stopped. He gulped, and a smirk stretched on his face. FN-2187 – no, Finn, his name was Finn now – had grabbed the pilot's face and had kissed him to shut him up.
Ben cleared his voice discreetly, and the two separated, cheeks flushed and eyes bright.
"You're awake! How are you feeling, man?" the pilot asked.
Ben coughed, and immediately regretted it. His chest hurt like hell.
"Like I was run over by a rabid bantha," he answered, grimacing.
"You saved my life, you know. Thank you."
"It was nothing."
"Why did you do it?" Finn blurted.
Ben looked at him. The old pang of jealousy he had felt some time ago, when he had seen him with Rey, reared its ugly head inside his chest, but he quickly suppressed it.
"It was… the right thing to do."
Finn gave him a long look, then nodded. "Thank you."
Ben tried to lift himself up, although Poe appeared by his side in a flash, pushing him down delicately.
"You need to rest. The droid here," he rolled his eyes, gesturing at the silent medical droid behind him, "recommended you lie down for a few hours."
"Can I– where's–" Ben started.
"Rey? Finn can fetch her. She's helping Chewie in the cockpit."
Finn nodded and exited the small infirmary, looking for Rey.
"You know, your mother will want to see you as well," Poe started, tentatively.
Ben sighed. "I know." His stomach twisted, and he had to focus on the Falcon's vibrations to calm his nerves and avoid throwing up.
As soon as Rey entered the infirmary, Ben felt the familiar ocean scent pervading his senses. He smiled at her, but her face was unreadable. She looked… closed off, impenetrable.
"Rey…?" he called, uncertain.
She took a step closer to him, then another, and another, until she was towering over him. Her hands were clenched into fists.
"You… stupid… irresponsible… noble IDIOT!"
Behind her, Finn and Poe flinched.
"Rey, come on!" said Poe.
"He can take an insult. He deserves it," she countered, grumbling at them.
"Yeah, no worries. Ouch," Ben said.
Rey whirled around and glared at him.
"You could have been killed! What were you thinking? You could have asked me to block the blast with the Force! You absolute… reckless…" Rey's voice cracked, and she sat heavily down on the edge of Ben's cot, taking one of his hands in hers.
"I was so scared I had lost you," she said in a small voice.
"I have endured much worse. You don't have to worry about me," he answered softly, watching her with a gentle smile on his lips.
Finn and Poe glanced at each other and quietly left the room. Rey barely acknowledged it. She sighed, relieved beyond measure that Ben was relatively unharmed.
Please don't do anything that reckless again. You didn't even have the Force to back you up. Promise me.
All right. But only if your life is not on the line.
No! You have to promise that no matter what…
Rey, listen to me. You'll always come first for me, I– I won't make you a promise I already know I can't keep.
Ben watched the stubbornness leave Rey's face. Relieved, he reached out and stroked her cheek. She froze, watching him with wide eyes, her rosy lips slightly parted.
"Ben…" she whispered, leaning towards him, turning her face into his hand.
Rey's breath accelerated, and with her heart beating wildly, she opened her mouth and took Ben's finger between her teeth, laving it with her tongue and sucking gently.
Ben's brain short-circuited. He panted, feeling a violent shock of arousal invading his whole body, imagining Rey, her eyes planted on him, her cheeks impossibly flushed, her moans loud and wanton.
Rey let his finger go, and Ben's vision disappeared. Reality was far better though: he growled, seeing her swollen, shiny lips, and surged forward, crushing his mouth on hers. She instantly responded, opening up for him and playfully caressing his tongue with hers, twining her hands in Ben's dark locks while an intense, delicious sensation clenched her stomach and weakened her legs.
Ben's arms wrapped around her, bringing her closer to him. Rey broke the kiss, and while Ben attacked her neck, leaving a trail of hot kisses and playful bites, she climbed on his cot, on him, settling in his lap, desperate for some friction, desperate to relieve the building pressure between her legs. Ben kissed her again, and let one of his hands slide along Rey's side and stomach, caressing her and touching her and driving her wild.
"Rey, can I– please, let me–" he whispered frantically.
"Yes. Yes, please, Ben, please," Rey whined.
Ben groaned, his hand searching blindly for the waistband of her trousers. When he finally touched Rey's skin, she sighed, closing her eyes and savouring the sensation of Ben's large, warm hand on her.
Watching her in fascination, he moved his hand downwards. Ben's hips bucked instinctively against Rey's thigh, and he groaned at the friction. But this wasn't about him. Ben wanted to make her feel good, so he started to move his fingers, listening to her desperate moans.
"More Ben, please, I can't– I need to–"
Ben understood. Rey wanted it all at once, so he indulged her. He increased his movements, and with his other hand he cupped her chin, gently forcing her to look at him. Rey's eyes were glazed, almost feverish.
He smirked and ordered, "Come for me, Rey."
"Oh f– yes."
Rey held on tightly to his neck, moaning and feeling the pleasure build slowly but surely inside her, while Ben encouraged her, whispering in her ear, telling her how beautiful and hot and perfect she was. Rey's whines filled the small room, and her movements became erratic, Ben's voice pleading her, begging her to come for him until Rey's pleasure exploded and she let out a small scream, promptly swallowed by Ben's urgent lips.
While she came down from her high, Ben's hands were suddenly everywhere, smoothing her hair, stroking her back, caressing her arms.
"Ben… Ben, I…" Rey couldn't find the words. Instead, she took his face in her hands and kissed him deeply. Ben answered, his heart full to the brim with something… sweet but also extremely sad. He couldn't figure out why.
He felt Rey's hand travel down his body, slowly, but before she could reach his stiffened length, he blocked her.
"Wait, Rey. Don't."
She looked at him curiously. "Why?" she asked.
He shrugged. "I only wanted to take care of you. You don't have to…"
"But I want to!" she exclaimed. "Why shouldn't–"
Right then, a knock on the door startled them.
"Yes?" Rey called.
"Um, it's– it's Finn. The General would like to speak to um, Ben. She'll be here in a few minutes."
"Thank you, Finn."
Rey watched Ben, slightly puzzled. Then she smiled softly and climbed off him. "I'll see you later." She squeezed his hand and walked to the door.
Before she could go, Ben called her. "Was it– did you…?"
"Yes. It was." Then, with another smile, she left.
