**This is my favorite chapter ever, the way I imagined it is really amazing. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it. (Dont worry, dark Kylo comes back... I love them both) I wonder if anyone will catch on to the song that inspired this 😊"

Warning, M+ rating***

Chapter 25: Stay

I open my eyes to a familiar bright room. I'm back on Naboo, in the gold wooden bed. Im actually happy to be here. My eyes scan the room and fall upon the balcony, I can see Kylo leaning against the railing. He's staring at the glass spinning with amber liquid. He looks flustered. I sit up and the fluffy white blanket pools in my lap, the shuffling gets Kylos attention. He sets the glass down in his hand and walks into the room placing it on the vanity table. The way he moves about is different, he's almost cautious. Not making eye contact with me. He sits in a chair that is facing the bed. Was that always there?

He puts his ankle over his knee and leans back in the chair. His thumb and forefinger rubbing his chin. "Do you have any idea what I went through when you landed on that planet and you managed to block me out. I knew you weren't dead but I also knew what danger you were in."

"Since when do you care what happens to me?" I am puzzled. He wants me dead, this should of been a blessing in disguise.

"This may come as a shock," he chuckles to himself and closes his eyes. When he reopens them they are softer looking. Like he looks worried. "Iv always care about what happened to you."

I let out a small involuntary nervous chuckle. "I doubt that."

"Do you know how healing works?" He asks, he still looks like a stone statue in the chair. He's wearing his black shirt and the pants I love. Black does suit him.

"No." I say softly.

"Compassion. You can't heal without having compassion for that person. It's a light gift." His eyes searching mine for my response. My mind flickers of all the times he healed me. The med bay, after General Hux, I pull the blanket off my leg... And now. I just look at him.

"Where you ever going to kill me?" I can't stop looking at his eyes. I don't see them enough.

"I wouldn't of been able to. You have to understand, Supreme Leader can't know about us. This is forbidden in any Jedi/Sith code. You need to be afraid of me." He looks at my leg and smiles and then looks at me." He sighs, "You bring good to my lonely life honestly. It's hard for me to look into your eyes when I say I would be nothing without your love. I feel the rush and it's amazing."

His words make my heart flutter, is he confessing his love for me? Do I love this man back?

His eyes darken alittle, with desire. "Maybe I've been always destined to end up in this place, yeah I don't mean to come off selfish, but I want it all. Love will always be a lesson, let's get out of its way. Cause I know, all I know, is I want to be with you in every way. Im drawn to you."

He gets up from the chair and walks over to me and sits on the edge of the bed. His fingers trail up my exposed calf.

He continues because I'm to stunned to talk. His touch warming my skin. "I'm a prisoner to my addiction. I'm addicted to a life that's so empty and so cold. I'm a prisoner to my decisions, never allowed to make my own. For once I want to be in control of something."

I finally find the will to talk. "I think I've been on Jakku for too long. Cause I can feel my soul burning, feel it burning slow whenever your around. But I would be nothing without your touch. I feel the rush and it's amazing, hmm." I close my eyes and soak in the feeling of his fingers on my calf. "I don't know. I get so wrapped up in a world where nothing's as it seems. And real life is stranger than my dreams, hmm." His hand wraps around my calf and he pulls me to him. My eyes spring open. His face inches from mine.

"Don't ever leave me. I'm not asking you to fight for the First Order. But you still need a teacher. Stop defying me." His eyes serious.

"Okay." I whisper. For the first time my life, my stomach has butterflies and my insides warm. Warmth pooling between my legs. I feel his desire for me grow and his free hand holds the side of my face. "Stop looking at me with those eyes. I made a mistake, I'll never do it again. I'm only human, but I will never be like you."

"And I accept that." His lips find mine and his kiss is deep, his finger wrap around the nape off my neck and he pulls me even closer. He turns his body and slowly lowers me to the bed, his lips never leaving mine, moving his hand from my calf to my hip. I have never been touched like this before, my insides quiver. His warmth is so welcoming, he lays on me, holding most his weight on his elbows. He pulls away for a second. "I want to warn you what going to happen if this," his eyes look down to our touching bodies, "... happens. We can never block each other out. We will always be together. One."

"Seal the bond?" I tilt my head to the side as I ask.

"Mm, yes." He's worried I'm going to say no. But the truth is I need this as much as he does, now that I know he's never going to kill me I trust this man. He has saved my life countless times. He can teach me everything I want to know and more.

"Maybe I've been always destined to end up in this place too." His lips are on mine instantly. His hand moves to my hip and slips into my shirt and his skin is so warm and soft. Who knew the hands of a killer were so soft. He slides up to my breasts. His heart quickening. He lets out a gasp and lowers his hand to the top of my pants and slides in them. He pulls backs back and looks down into my eyes, "Iv never done this before."

"Me either" I smile, he lowers his head slowly and starts to kiss me again, my hands on the back of his neck and in his hair. Just enjoying touching his skin. He pulls away and pulls his shirt over his head. His body chiseled from stone. Perfection a it's finest. I feel guilty for looking to long. I catch his eyes and he lifts a eyebrow and I cover my face. Embarrassed. He takes the opportunity to pull my shirt up and place soft kisses along my stomach. He stops and places his forehead on my stomach.

He's thinking about something but I don't try and pry. "Promise me you won't run."

"I won't. I promise." He life's off my stomach and moves up and moves my arms from over my eyes.

"Your beautiful, don't cover your face. I want to see you. I feel as though I have waited a thousand years for you." He's sad. I smile at him and touch his cheek and he leans into my touch closing his eyes. He looks so handsome right now. For the next few minutes he slowly trails kisses down my collar bone, in between my breasts and down my stomach to the top of my pants. I close my eyes and enjoy his touch. He has been desperate for such close touch for so long I let him do what he wants. He slips my pants and underwear off with a quick motion. I was going to cover my face but I stop and place my hands on my sides, gripping the sheets. He stands up and strips down to his briefs. He comes back over to the bed and pulls me to a sitting position and takes my shirt off. He climbs on top of me and the warmth of his skin flows around me. He's addicting, his smell intoxicating. He kisses my neck and shoulders.

'Are you sure?'

"Mhm." I manage to say I between his soft kisses on my thigh. He's hovering and balancing on elbow. He shifts off his underwear and slowly enters me, sealing the bond and breaking down the walls.

And I feel him inside me, his breath in my ear, his heart stomping in my head. I arch my back in response to the pain of him ripping through my virginity. His hand slides under and sprawls on my back, pulling me closer to him. He slowly moves in and out. It consumes me, everything about him fills me up. I do love this man and I'm afraid of him. I'm also afraid to loose him. The force around us twirls and weaves in and out. Joining in unison.