Part XXV

Shortly after coming up from the catacombs, Rey and Ben made their way back to the Queen's main living quarters. Irris had a meal brought in for the guards and they were sitting around the small table teasing Davin who looked a little worse for wear.

The Emperor and Empress both caught the guard's thoughts as they entered the room. Ben groaned and Rey snickered, thinking that she would have no issue with posting Davin on Naboo when she finally settled down on the family estate.

Irris was no longer in her thick dress or her pale makeup and her natural features were beautiful. If Rey looked at her from a distance she could almost see Padmé's delicate nose and lips on the Queen.

The sun had long ago gone down and Ben was itching to get Rey back to the house and out of her gown. Irris once again threaded her arm through Rey's and they walked ahead of Ben and the troopers, their head leaned in close to the other and their shoulder shaking with laughter.

Rey wrapped herself in her cloak once more and turned to the Queen, bowing ceremoniously before smiling when Irris pulled her in a tight hug, "I hope you will be back soon and when you are ready to come out and take credit for all the wonderful things you have done for this galaxy, I would be honored to stand with you in support…as family." Irris shifted her eyes to her cousin for a moment before she pulled out of the embrace.

"Thank you, Irris," Rey said, holding back tears from spilling from her eyes at the offer.

Ben took Rey's hands again and with her hood up, they scurried across the palace courtyard to the waiting shuttle. She tucked herself into a seat next to him, pressing herself into his side as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

When the hull door closed is when the razzing started, "So when should we start to call you, Your Highness?" Cale shot over to Davin.

"Actually he wouldn't have a title," Ben interjected, his tone also light and teasing. "He would purely be a trophy husband."

"We just talked," Davin tried to argue.

The entire shuttle erupted into laughter. Even the two pilots who were on staff with the Queen joined in from the cockpit.

Poor Davin blushed six shades of red and then folded his arms across his chest. If it had been Cale that caught the Queen's attention he would be bragging about the conquest. Tyris would never think about it because he only had eyes for Arlan. But Davin was a gentleman, maybe more so than Ben, and he refused to dishonor a lady such as Irris, even if she wasn't a Queen.

"Well, I think the Empress and I have some talking of our own to do tonight."

Rey lightly slapped at Ben's chest for such speech, even though she knew that her physical relationship with the Emperor was not a secret, she didn't want Ben bragging to his guards about it. She huffed out a sigh, "At lease Davin knows when to keep his mouth shut and as it turns out, I'm not in the mood for talking."

Cale started to make an 'ooh' sound at Rey's comeback, but Ben cut him a look that had him muttering, "Sorry Master," instead and all the while Arlan was quietly laughing into her hand.

As soon as the shuttle landed, Rey was making her way to the hull door and walking quickly towards the home in a swirl of blue silk and gray wool. She wasn't particularly mad at Ben for his comment, but she felt that perhaps he would need to do some groveling before she would engage in any sort of conversation with him.

"Good luck, sir," Arlan said between tight lips, attempting to suppress a laugh as she watched Ren hurry after the Empress.

"Rey!" Ben called out once he entered the home. Through their bond he knew where she was, but he still felt the need to verbalize his desire to find her. He walked down the short hall to their quarters, rushing in and closing the door behind him.

She stood in the center of the room, unclipping the cloak from around her neck and threw the heavy fabric on a low bench at the foot of the bed. Rey sensed Ben standing across the room and could feel his gaze traveling down her body, reaching out to his mind she saw how much he wished to rid her of the dress and she smirked over her shoulder at him.

Ben took the playful upturn of her lips as permission as he felt her graze his thoughts, so he stepped forward with outstretched hands. Rey turned with her own hand raised and unbelievably he was held in place by the Force.

They had practiced Force holds during some of their sparrings and she was able to keep him in place for a few seconds at most before he would over take her, but now as he tried to move, going as far as gritting his teeth and straining his mind to the point that a bead of sweat formed on his brow, he remained unmoved.

Rey smirked again before turning all the way towards him and swaying her hips with the three steps it took to stand within arms length of him. "Ben Solo," she chastised. "This is the finest thing I have ever worn and I will not allow you to pull it to shreds." She took one more step forward and grabbed his chin between her thumb and forefinger, "Am I understood?"

Ben felt the hold on him relax just a bit and he was able to swallow thickly, "Yes."

"Yes, what?" She quirked up one eyebrow.

An expression of surprise played on his face for just a breath before a smile tried to pull at his lips, "Yes, Empress." He saw a glimpse of her thoughts through the bond and he groaned thinking about fully submitting to her. His powerful, sexy, beautiful Empress wanted to command him and he whole hearted would allow her just that.

"If I free you, will you be a good boy and do as you are told?"

He swallowed again, feeling his cock already responding to all of the possibilities of this role play. "Yes, Empress."

Rey relaxed her mind and the Force hold that she had over him. He had fought her at first and she wanted to stagger on her feet with the amount of energy it took to hold him, but instead, she just swayed her hips as she turned, "Remove my dress," she commanded. "And there better not be a single button out of place."

With fingers trembling more out of excitement than fear, he started at the base of her neck, slipping the delicate silk covered button from its loop. Looking down her back he cursed this dress and prayed for a zipper.

But no, thirty-two buttons later, Rey's creamy and bare back was exposed to him. Unable to help himself, he bent forward and placed an open mouth kiss to the place where her neck met her shoulder and he thought that he felt her shiver under his lips.

Having to bite her lip to suppress the moan that wanted to escape her, she cursed that he knew all of the places to touch her that made her melt. But instead, she resolved herself and took a small step forward, "Did I give you permission to put your lips upon me?"

Ben smirked, like a schoolboy getting in trouble for sneaking into the girl's locker room, feeling ashamed but knowing it was completely worth it. "No, Empress."

"I asked you to remove my dress," Rey said shortly gazing back over her shoulder at him.

He reached up and hooked his fingers under the lace cap sleeves and pulled the gown off her shoulders. Instead of letting the fabric fall to her feet, he dragged the fabric down her body and dropped to one knee behind her. As he lowered himself, he made sure his face was within an inch of the curves of her back and rear.

She wanted to shiver again. He was undressing her at an agonizing pace and she could feel his hot breath as he exposed more and more of her back. As the dress crested her hips, she almost thought that she felt the tip of his nose trace the edge of her lace panties, but had to grip her hands into fists as she felt a heated exhale ghost between her thighs.

While he was not directly touching her, he was guiding the lace over her hips and down her legs, as light as if he was teasing her with a feather and he continued to pant out heavy breaths over her goose-fleshed skin.

Once the dress was down past her knees, Rey stepped out of it, unwilling to let Ben throw her off this game that she had started. Still, with her back to him, she spoke, "Hang the dress back in the bag in the fresher and when you come back, I want everything but the pants off."

Ben took a second to let his gaze drift from the short heels she was wearing, up her toned calves, to her almost quivering thighs, and to the scrap of lace that disappeared it to the clef of her rear. "Yes, Empress," he finally answered, rising from the floor with the gown in his hands and strode to the fresher.

He had never hung up a dress and stripped of his clothing so quickly in all his life. Just as she had requested, he was bare foot and bare-chested as he walked back into their sleeping quarters. Rey was at the far side of the room, sitting on a low ottoman that was situated in front of a full length mirror.

The room was dim, only ambient lights built into the moldings at the top of the room illuminated the pale gold ceiling. Rey watched him exit the fresher through the reflection in the mirror, his toned chest almost glowing and she had to squeeze her thighs together to get some relief.

She was a vision of beauty in midnight blue heels, panties, and the necklace that still rested upon her chest twinkled with each of her heaving breaths. He watched her pert breasts through the reflection and he longed to run his tongue over them. While he was in the fresher, he may have needed to shift his erection as it strained against his leather pants. "What does my Empress ask of me?" His voice was deep but yielding.

Now it was Rey's turn to swallow thickly. "Unpin my hair," her voice almost cracked.

Surprisingly this was something that Ben was rather good at. After Han left, it was only Ben and his mother and perhaps she would have been more satisfied with a daughter, but he had always been eager for attention and praise, so he often helped her when she returned home from long days at the Senate or out at galas and parties.

So with a skill that should be lost on someone with such large hands and fingers, he felt along the crowing braid, finding where it had been pinned in and started to extract them one by one, massaging the pads of his fingers against her scalp not only to free the intricate twists but also to ease the tension that his mother always spoke of when having her hair pulled too tight by the grooming droid.

This time Rey couldn't help herself and she did moan as he massaged her scalp. These days she never did more to her hair than just a single bun or ponytail and the braids and pins had almost caused her head to ache.

Slowly Ben gathered a pile of pins on the small table that sat next to the mirror and now he was able to fully run his fingers through her hair and he felt her head lull under his touch. "Does that feel good, Empress?"

"Yes," she answered in a moaning whisper.

Ben smiled, "How else might I make you feel good?" His words ghosted past her ear and when she turned to look over her shoulder at him, her hair already looked sex rumpled and Ben wanted to reach down and adjust his pants again.

"Come here," Rey said, pointing to the floor in front of her. When Ben started to shift, she spoke again, "Crawl."

On hands and knees, Ben stalked around the ottoman, coming to kneel before her. "Remove my shoes," she commanded, lifting her foot and placing it on his chest.

The heel of her shoe slightly dug into his skin but he wasn't bothered by it and actually welcomed a little bit of pain. Reaching up a hand, he stabilized her leg by holding on to her ankle as he slid the silk shoe from her left foot. Moving ever so slowly, he placed her bare foot onto his thigh and then waited for her to place her right foot upon his chest.

Once both of her bare feet were resting on the cool leather of his pants Rey looked down on him, "I want you to kiss your Empress."

He started to shift up on his knees, bringing his face up to hers but he was halted when her toes came back in contact with his chest.

"No," she corrected. "From here," she reached down to touch her ankle, "to here," she trailed her finger up to her knee.

Ben relaxed back onto his heels, "Yes, Empress." Taking the foot that was still pressed into his peck, he held her gaze and kissed at the bony bump of her ankle. As his lips moved up her leg, so did his large hand at the back of her calf until he was cradling the back of her knee and placing a sucking kiss to the skin covering the joint.

Rey's breath was now shallow and the skin all over her body was flush. "Other leg," she panted.

Repeating his affections on her left leg only differed by him dragging his tongue up the few inches to her knee before placing another sucking kiss, releasing her skin with a smacking sound. "Is there anywhere else my Empress would like me to kiss?" He still held her leg as he looked up at her with his question.

She could only nod, moving her hand to trace the area of skin from her knee up to her core.

Starting on her right leg again, Ben kissed, nipped, and sucked his way up her thigh. He was able to smell her arousal though the lace of her panties and he made sure to blow a hot breath across her center before he went to work on her other leg.

Once he had lavished both of her legs, he rested his large hands atop her legs, drawing his thumbs in circles on her inner thighs just inches from her core, her muscles shook under his touch. "You have been so good for your Empress," Rey tried to steel her voice but she was so keyed up she was ready to beg for release. "Perhaps you deserve a reward."

Ben smirked up at her, "What sort of reward does my Empress have in mind?"

With a calming breath in, she squared her shoulders, "I will permit you to kiss me again…"

"Where Empress?" Ben already started to move his hands higher up on her legs, his thumbs now pressing into the skin on either side of her center.

Rey reached down, carding her fingers into the hair at the front of his head and pulled his face towards her core, only stopping when he nose grazed her clit through the now soaked lace. "There."

In a teasing manner, he lightly pressed a kiss to her core, pulling back and threading out his tongue, he could taste her on his lips already and he was hungry for her, but this was her game and he was going to make her command him to do her will.

"Again," Rey breathed, pulling at his hair. When he dipped down, she rolled her hips, the wet lace rubbing against her clit, giving her friction but she didn't want that, she wanted his full lips and his warm tongue.

"What do you want Empress?" Ben said, his lips millimeters from her core.

Rey panted and spread her legs wider, "Make your Empress come with those beautiful lips."

Ben had been kind and careful with her dress, perfectly hung in the garment bag in the fresher to be worn another day, but those deep blue panties had another fate as he moved his hands up to where they sat against her hip bones and he pulled, ripping the delicate and most likely expensive fabric.

She squeaked in surprise as she felt a tug on her panties but he wasn't pulling them off, he was ripping them off, and her core pulsed with excitement. He wanted her as much she wanted him and before she knew it, her center was bare for him, a scrap of blue lace thrown off to the side of the room.

There was no more teasing, no cat and mouse, his Empress had given him a command and it was one he intended on fulfilling beyond her expectations. So he went right for her slick and swollen lips, sucking them into his mouth and severing the taste of her.

When he first laid his mouth upon her, Rey moaned and fell back to be only propped up on her elbows. In the mirror, she could see the muscles in his back shift as he pushed her legs apart and grasped onto her hips. Ben lapped at her as if she was the only source of his life-sustaining nectar and as much as she wanted this to go on forever, she knew that it wouldn't be long before she crested.

As he moved up to circle her clit with his tongue, Ben looked up at her. His Rey, his light, his Empress was pink-cheeked, breathless with desire, and draped in royal jewels. He sucked on her clit at the very sight and her legs jumped off the floor at the sensation. Laying his arms along her thighs, he gripped her hips but also held her legs down, focusing all of the stimulation back to her core.

She had not given him permission to use his fingers, so he ran his tongue down her slit before pushing it deep into her center, curling the tip trying to reach the spot that he knew made her scream. His nose was pressed into her clit and he wasn't too modest to use the tip of it to continue to flick at her sedative bud.

He felt her start to clamp down, knowing that her release was building so after a few more flicks of his tongue that was buried deep in her, he moved in one quick swipe back up to her clit, alternating between flat side to side motions to flicking at her hood. When she was keening and arching off the ottoman, he sucked on her clit, hard, and she fell with both hands gripped into his hair.

Only when her body started to jerk from his continued attentions did he release some of the pressure and placed light kisses around her core, licking a few times at the new surge of moisture that her orgasm had produced.

Rey felt so relaxed, her body felt boneless as her muscles continued to spasm beyond her control. She felt his mouth still petting between her legs and her body was already starting to coil again.

"Empress," his deep voice questioned.

Sitting up just slightly, Rey gazed down at him with pleasure glazed eyes, "Hum…"

He reached his tongue out again, flicking at her swollen clit and he smirked when her body jumped. "I'm going to fuck you now."

His gaze was still hungry and Rey's whole body tensed. "Gods yes," fell from her lips as she craved to be filled with him. While his mouth has been attentive and brought her pleasure, she had felt empty and her skin tingled to feel his hard length slide within her.

Ben stood, pulling at the closer of his pants and almost sighing when his cock was afforded some extra room. He stepped out of his pants and then sank back down to his knees. She was spread out so beautify before him that he wouldn't dream of moving her.

Grabbing at the back of her neck, he sat her up and crashed his lips to hers, wanting her to taste her slick in his mouth and she moaned as she licked at his tongue. Letting his hands now freely explore her body, he passed his thumb over her taut nipple and she bit at his lower lip, digging her fingers into the flesh at his hips, trying to pull them closer together.

He laid his hand, flat-palmed between her breasts and pushed her back down, satisfied when she whimpered at the loss of his lips on hers. Once she was again laid out before him, he placed his hands over her breasts, kneading at the tender tissue and pulling and pinching her rosy nipples. When she was once again bowing off the ottoman, he moved his hands down the sides of her ribcage, over her hips, down her thighs, until he was gripping her calves.

Pulling her legs upwards, he crossed her ankles and set them at his right shoulder. "Look at the mirror."

Now he was the one making the commands and she was helpless but to follow them, so she rolled her head to the side and saw the reflection of them both, soft lights from above casing shadows over his muscular body and Rey groaned at the mere sight of him. But it was some movement that caught her attention as she watched him wrap his left arm around her legs, holding them in place against his chest as he used his right hand to grasp his cock and run the head of if down her slit, coating it in her juices.

Rey glanced up in the mirror to Ben's face, as he was studying her every expression. "Watch," he spoke again, placing a kiss to her ankle that rested at his collar bone. Only when her gaze slid back down, did he push forward.

She wanted to let her eyes roll back in her head with the feel of him, but she couldn't tear her gaze away from their reflection. Rey watched the length of him, which she was still surprised somehow fit into her slight body, fill her until his toned stomach was pressed flush to the back of her tights.

Leaning forward, he bent her legs further towards her chest, thankful that she was flexible, and he reached the fingers of his right hand around the back of her neck, rubbing the pad of his thumb along the middle of her throat. When she turned her head to look up at him, he moved his thumb to press into the side of her chin and guided her face back to the side so she looking into the mirror. "Watch," he said again as he slowly pulled out of her until only his tip was dipped within her.

When he saw her gaze move from his face to where they were just barely joined, Ben snapped his hips forward and slammed into her.

Rey whimpered, expressing something between pleasure and pain, her eyes wide at the sight of Ben sheathing himself completely within her. She squeezed her core muscles, feeling his size as he stretched her and she shivered at that feeling of fullness that she so craved. "More," her voice was muffled as Ben still held her jaw in place, not allowing her to move her gaze from their joined bodies.

"As you wish, Empress," he cooed before pulling out again and slamming home.

True to his word, Ben fucked her. He gripped his fingers into the toned skin of her thighs, anchoring his other hand around the back of her shoulder as he pressed the heel of his hand into her collar bone. His thrusts were unrelenting and Rey had to grip the ottoman beneath her to keep from being pulled from it as Ben snapped their bodies together again and again.

Her voice was becoming raw as she cried out her pleasure. Sometimes she didn't understand who she was when she was with Ben. Little Rey from Jakku was not one to take charge, Rey of the Resistance was a passive observer, but Rey, Empress to Kylo Ren, would take on four well trained guards without a moment's hesitation, she would command the Knights of Ren and fleets of TIEs, she would ask the man she loves to bring her pleasure with his mouth, and she would surrender her body to him, for he knew it better than she.

So Rey continued to watch the mirror and with each thrust, he hit the spot deep within her and as he pulled out, the rim on his tip would catch at her patch of ribbed skin, sending sparks up her spine. Then he would push back in and the pleasure cycle continued to build.

Sweat was dripping down Ben's face and he desperately needed to push his hair back as it clung to his forehead and cheeks but he refused to break his pace. "Empress," he panted, his abs staring to tighten. "I need you to come."

"Now?" Rey questioned as she maintained her gaze on the mirror, watching him pound into her.

"Yes," he sharply thrust into her. He pulled at her legs, shifting her hips up for his next advance. "Now," he demanded, moving his hand from her shoulder to her breast, pinching her nipple with the amount of pressure that usually had her peaking.

His efforts didn't disappoint and Rey was gasping and saying his name like a prayer as her core clamped down then started to flutter. Her hips bucked against his groin and with a few more pumps, he jerked his hips once more and spilled deep within her.

Ben let her legs fall apart with her exhaustion and he crumpled against her chest with his own fatigue. "Rey…" he breathed across her breasts. "That was…" he was at a loss for words.

"That is something we will need to try again," Rey finished for Ben, his head bouncing on her chest as she laughed out of sheer bliss and contentment.

The chuckle that left him came from deep in his chest, "As you wish, Empress."

AN: Who says you can't have a whole chapter of smut...not this girl!

I hope you all enjoyed and will look forward to the update on Friday.