WARNING: MATURE CONTENT AHEAD.

( X )

She felt as though she had been waiting for hours.

With the sun at its full peak, she was sure of it.

She wasn't sure what made her so tired...

Maybe the exhaustion from searching for Flora in her mind... Maybe the journey to Naboo... The uncertainty...She just wasn't sure.

Her mind heavy with a dark cloud of sadness and worry, Rey let her body fall against the stone at her back, still at her place a few feet outside the large castle, Lando's guards patrolling the area.

She tried to count the clouds as they appeared to her above...

Soon enough, exhaustion won.

( X )

"It could work. He'll be distracted enough. This is great." Lando said to Kylo as they both made their way outside with long strides.

Kylo Ren felt an odd sense of pride and satisfaction fill him as he walked beside the man he once called an Uncle. Having told his plan to someone else, someone he felt confident in when it came to the strategy of battle, Kylo felt a wave of relief wash over him as he gained Lando's approval in this, the emotion quickly getting cleaned out by the hard scrub that is the dark side.

He wasn't sure how those emotions came through to him...Slipping through the cracks of the thick walls he had built so long ago as the apprentice of the dark side... It nearly made him scoff now, how casually the light settled on him in these little moments.

With a quick shake of his head, his jaw clenched as he regained his defensive stance, blocking everything out.

Behind him, Lando pauses to speak with one of his guards, asking for any update of their patrol. Kylo's eyes scanned the area just as his force did, searching for her.

His force felt it before his eyes saw it.

The cloud, the dark cloud hovering over Rey's light that seemed to work as a sponge more than a shield...

Gulping, Kylo's long legs made fast work of walking outside, cursing himself for leaving Rey alone for so long here. Just a few feet away from the tall doors, he spotted her laying down, sleep having taken her by full force as she lay beneath the sun.

Something deep within him made him hesitate to approach her sleeping form.

The cloud that loomed over her seemed to grow agitated with every inch he took towards her, a soft rumble throughout their bond as he timidly stepped closer, his mind already working to enter hers.

Even in her sleep, what seemed to be for the first time, her block was up, the thick doors of her mind closed so tightly that he nearly broke a sweat trying to enter, the storm within her swirling to a new height, begging and threatening him away.

Brows furrowed, face and mind concentrated, he forced his way in.

( X )

Her breathing quickened, her chest rising and falling so harshly that she nearly panicked at that alone.

She was back in the interrogation room on Starkiller Base, trapped in the chair.

Her head whipped around, looking for him, knowing he would be the one to save her...

But she couldn't find him.

She couldn't even feel him...

The room suddenly darkened, and a holo displayed in front of her, playing one of her own memories as her head throbbed with fear.

The memory played vividly, although the picture seemed to jump every now and then.

In the middle of a field sat Poe and Rey, enjoying a quick snack after their return from a nearby city that they visited to restock on supplies. It was a rare getaway, but they jumped on the opportunity to leave the base for a short while, and to enjoy the other's company.

They had been talking for a while, before he asked of her future, of her wants and needs for herself.

Her reply was choppy on the holo, but the following part was loud and clear, repeating in her mind as she sat in the chair, tears running down her face as she called for Ben.

"... I am somebody, to someone, and there's peace in the world..." she had spoken to Poe.

The line repeated, echoing to Rey's mind before the holo shut off.

"... There's peace..."

Her mind unwillingly flashed to Han Solo's body falling from the platform as Kylo Ren stood, weapon in hand... And Luke Skywalker's robes flying in the wind, the sun setting behind it...

"...In the world..."

Another memory, Kai's body falling to the ground in Vicar's throne room.

"...I am somebody..."

The time she grasped the lightsaber for the first time on Takodana... the vision of Kylo Ren standing in the rain with his knights...

"... I am somebody..." her mind whispered as her memory recalled her lifting the rocks on Crait to rescue her friends.

The vision was interrupted by silence, her eyes on the gloved hand outstretched to her in the fallen throne room...

"Please..." he had muttered, his broken voice begging of her.

"To someone..." she echoed in the background.

In the interrogation room, Rey's eyes were shut tight as tears fell down her cheeks, mingling with the sweat that began to roll away.

Silence danced in the air, mixing with a dark, rough energy.

She briefly wondered if he had arrived...If her mind was recalling the first time they had truly met, face to face...

Her eyes shot open to find the dark silhouette of a tall man, his black robes reaching the ground as he stood tall, his mask covering the face she so desperately needed right now.

"Ben..." she whispered, her body giving way to the tremor that shook through her as her breath slipped away into a frightened whimper.

Looking down at her, he made no other move or sound.

In the back of her mind, more visions came to her, although they were no longer hers.

Her eyes now replaced those of Leia Organa's as she the woman reached down to cradle the face of a young Ben Solo, who was proudly showing off his penmanship to his mother. She bent down, gracing his with a kiss to the forehead.

"Just a child..." an eerie voice filled her mind...

Rey recognized it... and fear shook her again as her eyes widened in real time...

The memory faded too, and Rey was brought to the presence of Ben Solo, now a teenager as he stood in front of a younger Luke Skywalker, being scolded for a reason that Rey could not make out.

Just then, as she stood invisible to both men, Ben's head turned to her direction, a brow cocked, his eyes deep with wonder and frustration...As if he saw her...As if he knew she was there...

"Just a child..."

The memory faded again, and this time, she stood as Snoke, Kylo Ren kneeling before her as he peered up at her, messy, greasy hair matting to his sweaty face as his eyes looked angry with desperation.

"Just a child... In a mask..." the voice growled.

Her mind washed away the memories and visions as her body ached at the restraints, struggling as the cloaked man stepped forward to her in the interrogation room once more.

The man was dressed as Kylo Ren... his face hidden behind the mask...

But Rey knew now, she knew it was not him, and it would not become him...

Her voice and breath stuttered over itself as she tried to scream, an invisible hand quickly coming in contact with her throat so that she would not be able to achieve that much.

Her blood boiled, and her heart raced as she quickly saw the end approaching...

The quick hiss escaped beneath the mask as the man moved to take it off, and Rey's eyes widened more as Snoke appeared beneath it, a disgusted scowl painted on his broken, wrinkled face.

His ungloved hand reached to her face, his hold already pushing against her mind.

"Give me... Everything..."

Rey screamed.

( X )

She woke with a start, her forehead just as sweaty as her hands were as she shot up from the cold, hard ground, her eyes wide as she struggled to find her breath.

Rey was beginning to panic, looking for any sign of the dream, hoping none of it was real as her eyes landed on Kylo's, meeting his shocked gaze as he knelt beside her, his palm reached towards her to touch her cheek.

Mindlessly, she flinched away as her heart beat quickened.

His fingers curled into his palm, as if stung by her reaction.

Gulping, he stood as he clenched his jaw, determined to not let Rey see his hurt.

Kylo's own mind had witnessed her dream, the dark cloud becoming evidently clear as he had approached her after his meeting with Lando. The way the dark side loomed over her was enough to cause him to worry, but to see how her mind was tugging her to each side, both light and dark, shocked him even more.

And when he recognized the presence of Snoke there, his skin crawled, having frozen him in his tracks before he met Rey at the ground, shaking her awake just as Snoke's pasty hand skimmed Rey's mind.

Trying to regain his focus, he looked back at Rey, who was trying to control her breathing as she placed her back against the stone railing, her body visibly shaking.

Gulping once more to try and steady himself, he stood tall, covering his distraught emotions and nerves, masking it with authority as he glanced towards the guards at the wall that seemed to be watching. They met Kylo's eyes and quickly looked away, one of them even leaving to go back inside, leaving the other by himself.

Rey grabbed at her throbbing head, her nerves making her shaky still. She quickly looked around the rotten courtyard, her eyes landing on the one guard that remained at the doors.

Kylo felt a quick surge of relief almost fill her, though her nerves refused it, the effects of her dream still weighing heavy on her mind.

For a moment, he worried with the possibility that Snoke somehow reached her in her mind...

But it was impossible...he himself killed his Leader...

Kylo looked down at her as she stood, her face still pained but her eyes dark and hooded as she used the force to call the attention of the guard, her heart still racing at an impossible pace.

With a confused glance, he watched as the guard hesitantly made his way to them, his finger on his blaster as he glanced from Rey to Kylo.

"Um...Sir... M'lady... Did you need something? I felt as though..." the guard trailed off nervously.

"I'm sorry..." Rey muttered, tears threatening to spill. Kylo stepped back, standing at Rey's side, her energy pouring to him. He was frozen, curious to what she was doing...

Suddenly, Kylo felt the pain and headache she was experiencing, the fear and absolute panic that was coursing through her and eating away at every nerve of hers as though it was acid.

For a moment, he felt lost in the excruciating pain and uncertainty she was experiencing, but his confusion quickly covered it as he watched her.

"I'm so sorry..." Rey repeated, shaking her head at herself.

Rey's small palm lay at the guard's chest, and the guard's cheeks pinked for a moment as he glanced down to the contact, before meeting the narrowed eyes of Kylo Ren.

Her other hand reached up to cup the guard's cheek as she quickly captured and held the guard's gaze.

Slowly, Kylo felt her picking away at some of the energy that the guard had, replacing her over worked nerves and panic with the guard's energetic aura, her exhaustion leaving her in small waves as the guard's eyes widened, her panic washing over him now.

"Shh, shh..." Rey mumbled, her gaze still on his.

Kylo watched how easy it was for her to draw out the energy from her and replace it with his, stealing away his aura for the time being to heal herself internally, mentally.

With the guard panicked now, Rey quickly stopped, her hand leaving his chest and cupping the other side of his face.

"You're okay. There's no explanation for your sudden panic. But you're okay now, and that's all that matters." she nodded, waiting for the guard's reaction.

After a moment of hesitation, the guard's shoulders fell as he nodded in tune with Rey. "Yes... Yes, I'm okay now." A slow, shy smile peaked at his lips. "Thank you! I was worried for a moment. But I'm okay now. Thank you."

Satisfied, and guilty, Rey nodded as she released the guard, allowing him to return to his post, a lazy smile displayed across his face still.

Rey inhaled deeply, able to fully breathe now for the first time since her dream.

Kylo watched her, shock and awe racing through his mind as he watched the transaction between the two. The way she could muster up the energy to gain it form another, to make her stronger, was an attribute he had no other choice but to admire.

His mind couldn't help itself when he thought that she'd fit perfectly alongside him if only she had chosen to rule with him...

Clearing his throat, his eyes cast back to Rey's, watching hers open as her cheeks flushed with guilt, her tears still a threat.

"I shouldn't have... I shouldn't have done that..."

Kylo shook his head at her, grumbling a response to her as Lando came out of the castle.

"You did what you had to do, the guard will be fine," he craned his neck down to catch her gaze. "And so will you." he finished. Rey's eyes met his, their intense gaze letting the other know that they were not alone, and this would be a conversation to finish later.

Rey nodded, clearing her throat as she blinked her tears away, hoping that there were no other witnesses to the events that took place.

Lando approached the pair with several guards following suit, his short cape waving in the wind as he casually placed his hands on his hips.

"Alright. We'll meet you both in the city limits, Caleo will more than likely greet you both there as well, I imagine he'd waste no time to speak to you since your face is plastered for bounty across the galaxy." Lando smiled, and Kylo rolled his eyes, cursing Hux silently.

Rey glanced to Lando at the mention of Caleo's name, her breath steady now as she regained her composure for the company.

The stuttering man she had spoken to before she slept warned her of the man named Caleo... that worried her.

"And... We can trust him?" she timidly asked.

Lando shrugged. "He'll be hesitant to help, that's for sure. But men like Caleo are easily persuaded. Either way, watch what you say, and keep your eyes open." Lando said, glancing to Kylo.

Kylo gave a small, single nod as Lando bowed to Rey, saying his farewell to them both before him and his guards loaded into their ships, taking off towards the docking area to enter Naboo.

Rey watched, waiting until they were gone completely, her eyes scanning the area before she turned to face Kylo, his eyes already intently watching her, studying her.

"Are you-" he began to ask.

"I'm fine. I just... Nightmare is all." Rey said. It dawned on Kylo then, that she would not be revealing any part of the dream to him, although he had already seen it all. His lips formed a tight line, and he nodded, his eyes growing dark with suspicion though he did not press on.

Rey sighed, her mind still heavy although her panic was gone.

"Will we be safe here?" she asked after a moment of silence, the first question spilling out of her in hopes of tearing her mind away from the visions she previously had.

Kylo watched her for a second before glancing away. "Naboo is a lovely city. From what I hear, there are eyes and ears everywhere that belong to Caleo. If we play our cards right, he may help us. We have no other choice. We either take the chance or..."

Kylo trailed off, and Rey saw then, that they truly didn't have no other choice. If they chose to return to the Resistance now, they would all be doomed. At least they had an option, a chance to gain help in this, to take the First Order down once and for all.

"They'll hurt us?" Rey asked, her eyes cast down to the ground.

His soothing, deep voice enveloped her as he spoke.

"Not the people. No matter what side of the war I stand, the people of Naboo respect the bloodline, the name, above all." he explained. Rey scoffed, the whole idea of royalty seemed silly to her.

"Back on Jakku, people are just people." Rey breathed as she stepped past Kylo, rolling her neck to alleviate some of the tension. When she turned back to him, her eyes met his.

"What a boring place." He replied, the ghost of a smile tugging at his lips.

Rey smiled then, all visions and dreams forgotten as she met his teasing face.

With her guard lowered, she felt his impression on her mind, seeking her approval and asking if she's okay.

Rey nodded, making sure that he believed the look in her eye as she let a small smile play at her lips.

As Kylo turned to lead her back to their ship, Rey's smile dropped, knowing fully well that she was indeed not okay, and she indeed felt the presence of Snoke in her mind during her nightmare.

( X )

Kylo Ren and Rey both stood at the entrance of the large docking area at Naboo, pedestrians and guards swarming the area around them as they city's busy life continued.

Rey noticed with a confused look that a lot of people wore a dark yellow suit with the emblem of Naboo's Guardship on the sleeve.

Looking for answers, Rey looked to Kylo, though his face was focused on the group of guards that approached them now.

'You must call me Kylo here.' He spoke to her mind.

Rey's defenses immediately came up, her body and tongue already refusing, and Kylo's shoulders tensed with annoyance.

'Rey, you must. Caleo will pick up on it easily, he isn't on our side yet, and the little he knows about us the better.'

Defeated, Rey rolled her eyes as her arms crossed over her body, hearing Kylo snicker in her mind at her attitude.

The group of guards now stood in front of them, the group making a wall around the person in the middle before separating into two walls off to the side, exposing a man standing there, jewels decorating his fingers and neck, his dark, tanned skin shining in the sun as a wide smile bloomed beneath a finely trimmed goatee.

"Ah, Kylo Ren! My apologies, as I was not ready to receive the company of the Supreme Leader! Or is this the company of the Prince of the Fallen Alderaan?" the man's voice teased, a test of wits and aggression.

No doubt that this is Caleo, Rey thought as she waited patiently behind Kylo, having to peak around his arm to see them.

"Caleo. My apologies for not announcing a visit. Things have been," Kylo paused, matching the rough amusement of Caleo. "Complicated." he finished.

At this, Caleo's smile seemed more genuine as he waited for an explanation from Kylo. Rey glanced to his face, seeing his dark eyes watching Caleo carefully, not to be distracted and making sure to hold his gaze so that Caleo's focus was held on Kylo as well.

"We come seeking shelter and guidance, even an alliance if you allow it."

Caleo's ears perked up, stepping closer to Kylo as his eyes glistened with pure excitement.

"An alliance? With you? I am very open to the discussion. Your name and title hold respect here, and I am merely keeping your throne warm. I am sure we can reach an agreement."

Caleo nodded to several guards at his side, letting them go to give him privacy with Kylo and Rey, though a few stayed with Caleo, several feet behind.

"However, we are hosting a wedding for my son, a union between Naboo and the queen of Da'stell." Caleo announced, proud of this for whatever reason that Rey did couldn't understand.

Beside her, Kylo gave into Caleo's pride.

"Da'stell? I thought Naboo and Da'stell were still at odds?" he asked. Rey heard in his voice the annoyance that she knew so well.

She hid a smile.

"Yes, well, it is the time for new alliances between good and evil, light and dark..." Caleo grins as he glances from Kylo to Rey.

Out of instinct, with no hesitation Kylo stepped to the side, shielding Caleo from Rey, knowing he had already messed up by doing so. But Rey could feel Kylo in Caleo's mind, and what he had seen, he did not like.

Caleo's smile widened before he spoke.

"You and your guest have arrived at the perfect time. However, I will need to ensure that you both can be trusted. That is very understandable given the circumstances." Caleo's silky voice stated.

With a shaky breath, Kylo's hand balled into a fist as he nodded.

Caleo clapped both of his hands together, the gold rings clinking together as his laugh filled the air. "Wonderful! Sheena! Escort our guests to the Golden room! The suite with the view of the city and surrounding ocean!" Caleo again clapped with excitement rushing through him at the possibility to have a strong user of the force in his alliance cabinet.

A small framed woman came out from behind the guards, dressed in a yellow, sleeveless tunic that reached the ground with her shape, the familiar emblem that Rey saw earlier lay at the young woman's waist. She bowed to Kylo and then to Rey, who had no idea what she was doing.

"Kylo Ren! We will speak later!" Caleo boomed with a grin before slapping the back of the nearest guard with excitement, turning on his heel before being lead back to his own castle.

Rey watched as they left, her eyes falling on the yellow garbed people and the odd emblem they each seemed to carry.

( X )

The Golden room, as Caleo called it, was magnificent.

Black mixed with mahogany on every piece of furniture, white and grey accenting the rest of the suite to bring forth the perfect amount of light.

It truly was a beautiful room, unlike anything Rey had seen before.

The bedroom of the flat was mostly a tall, long bed that seemed so soft to the eye, and Rey assumed would be even softer to the touch beneath the hundreds of pillows that decorated it. The idea of sleep however, was unappealing to Rey, who was still trying to forget the nightmare she had earlier.

Forgetting the bed, Rey walked over to the kitchen, eyeing the fruit that lay in the center as she plucked up a vine of grapes, popping a few into her mouth.

She sighed, realizing that it had been a little over a day now since she had last eaten in the small hut on Arrowmada, her nice breakfast prepared by MOX. Rey wished she could go back, go back and forget the rest.

With a quick shake of her head, Rey escorted the idea out of her mind along with the nightmare, knowing fully well that this was no time to day dream.

Turning her focus to Kylo, she joined him in the large living area, a long sofa sat in the middle of the room, one of the walls was of nothing but the largest window she'd seen, a perfect view of the city and the sea in the distance.

For a moment, she stood there in front of the window, looking down at the people that had their own problems and worries, with places to go and families to return to.

It made her think of the guard she had taken energy from earlier, and guilt began to sit low in her stomach again, feeling ashamed for having done that and then mind tricking the poor man.

She felt, in that moment, that she had no other choice, she had literally felt her mind ripping apart, adding to the shock and fear that she remembered feeling in both Snoke and Vicar's throne room.

With a scowl suppressing a sob, Rey decided she was quite done with thrones and the men that believed owned them.

Turning, Rey let her gaze fall on Kylo, who had refastened his cape.

Rey's brow furrowed, confused.

"Where are you going?" she asked, feeling the apprehension tense his shoulders as she flung the rest of the vine of grapes back to the kitchen.

"Caleo is already calling for me. He's eager for our discussion, and wants to know of the guidelines for the alliance." Kylo explained.

"Just you?" Rey guessed, her anxiety coming to her in a giant, overwhelming wave.

Kylo looked at her, an apology already in his eyes though he'd never mutter it. He stepped to her, towering over her with his large body as his gloved hand cupped her cheek.

"I'll be back soon." his thumb caressed her bottom lip, and for a moment, as she felt his body against hers, their problems and worries seemed so distant.

"Are you sure you can trust him? This ma-" Rey stopped herself, unsure if she should mention the stuttering man's warning from earlier on in the day. Instead, she allowed Kylo to respond.

"As Lando said, we just need to be careful. He'll hear me out, I'll hear him out, and we will go from there." Kylo explained, stepping back to pull his gloves on.

"And we can trust Lando?"

Kylo paused for a moment, lost in his own mind. "Yes... We spoke. Lando is already in contact with my mother, though for security, he will not tell anyone we are here."

Rey watched him, studying his face that seemed to mask over his true emotions, though Rey had already seen enough when Kylo was first caught off guard by Lando's presence.

"You love him." Rey stated, not a question, but pure fact.

At this, Kylo does not respond, and deep down, Rey wasn't really expecting one, but felt as if she received the confirmation in his silence.

Sighing she cast her gaze back to the window, as Kylo moved to stand behind her, his breath on her ear.

"We don't have time for this." Rey whispered, watching the commotion of city life below. "We don't have time for so many talks and negotiations and weddings."

Kylo trailed his knuckles along the soft skin behind Rey's arm, sending a small shiver down her spine.

"Trust me. With Naboo on our side, we can change everything." He muttered, his lips tickling the top of her shoulder, his nose inhaling the scent of her hair.

Rey struggled to remain focused.

"How?" she asked, her eyes closing as she head slowly fell to the side, her neck exposing itself to Kylo, a silent beg for his lips, his teeth.

Kylo hummed his response gently against her skin, his lips never fully meeting her neck, just dancing and skimming against her pulse as it quickened with him so near.

"Naboo has been untouched by war for so many years, they have managed to build their own army, a guard over their planet and cities that their riches have bought..." He kissed her right below her ear, giving in to her silent plea that she sent form her mind to his, trying to focus on his response as she trembled against his body.

"The city hasn't been overran because of the dictatorship that is now in place..."

At this, Rey's eyes opened slowly, wondering if had to do with the people that wore the uniform.

Sighing, he stepped away from her, preparing for his leave.

Rey felt the plea on her tongue, though it never escaped, her mind nearly screamed it against the block she had against him, and with Kylo, he knew if she asked, he would have stayed.

He wasn't sure what it was anymore... But he felt both weak and strong when it came to Rey, and in the moments like this, when she looked at him as if there were no others in the galaxy, he felt lost... Lost in her.

But this was something he had to do... For her...

Kylo bent down, and Rey went onto her tip toes, eager for his lips, but instead of meeting her own he instead pressed a soft, gentle kiss to her cheek, so lovingly that Rey blushed.

Before he had no will to leave, Kylo tore himself from her, already falling into the heat of her body and marveling in the way she responded to him, he turned and left.

With a sigh, Rey let her shoulders fall, disappointed and nervous that she was alone now, the empty, silent void filling the space around her.

Dropping to her knees, her worries shuddered out of her chest as she sobbed, the nightmare replaying to her as she felt the loneliness creep in.

( X )

It seemed as though she stayed there forever, in front of the large window, watching as night time consumed the city, the lights reflecting off the tall buildings around them. The stars and moon held themselves high, cascading into the living room as Rey stood there, anger boiling over.

She waited for his return for hours.

Maybe even the full day.

She tried to reach out to him through their bond, to see if he was okay, to see if he needed help, to see what the hold up was...

But he was blocking her, harsher than ever before, even after the events on Crait.

The fact that she could feel his mind, the hard stance of his wall against her soft touch, so close, and he refused to respond, drove her mad.

She tried to eat, even calling one of the servants that stood down the hall, placed there by Caleo for her and Kylo's needs, and asked him where she could find food. The young man told her not to worry, and soon enough returned to the room with a cart of hot meals and delicious fruits Rey had never seen before.

Even the food could not tug her mind away from Kylo, from the anticipation of his return.

She debated showering, but had no clothes to change into since their belongings were still on the ship below, and she did not want to leave, eager for his arrival.

Tired from the day, and unable to sleep out of fear of her nightmare, Rey sat for hours in the living room, her eyes shut as she tried to find Flora, tried to find the energy of her student, her friend. But nothing came of it, after hours of trying, nothing came of it.

Rey slammed her fist into the ground, pain shooting up into her arm though she gave no attention to it, her heart and head aching with desperation.

'Trust me.' Kylo had said before he left.

She tried.

( X )

Hours later, the city settled into its own sleep as Rey still stood in front of the window, her knees aching. Sitting down only made her agitation worse, and she began to fidget with the dark belt at her waist.

So, she stood, and she waited.

Sighing, she waited...

( X )

The moment the door flung open, her eyes immediately went to the tall figure of the man who caused her this frustration.

Her anger made her blood boiled, her heartbeat quickening as her arms crossed, her eyes heavy on him as he turned the corner, his own eyes on the bed, surprised to see that she was not there.

His head whipped around, his gaze falling on her standing there, bathed in anger and the moonlight from the window.

Even in the dark place she stood, surrounded by heat and annoyance, this is what he wanted...After a day like this, this is what he needed.

"Where the hell we-" she began, her voice was heavy, demanding and unrecognizable to her.

She was cut off as Kylo walked to her, hovering over her before he hesitantly placed his forehead against hers.

Her eyebrows drew together, unable to place her energy on what was troubling him. She felt a storm coursing through him, sudden and intense, and in the background was his mental block against her, unwilling to be torn down to reveal his worries.

At this, her anger seemed to dissolve itself, her own worries fading away now that he stood before her.

Reaching up, her hand brushed his cheek, a silent inquiry to what was wrong.

The soft and sudden contact sent a small tremble through his large body. As if his knees gave out beneath him, he knelt to her, both of his arms circling her waist, gripping her so tight that she knew she'd bruise as he pressed his face into her abdomen.

Worry and fear approached her nerves, afraid for what was going through his mind, for what he himself was going through, wondering if he was doing this to himself.

She reached out again, his block there as waves of black enveloped his mind.

As if confronting a barred door, she gave a quick, forceful shove to his mind, breaking through his block and entering the world he so desperately tried to hide from her.

Darkness swirled everywhere around her, around him, unforgiving and brutal in its rawness.

Guilt, burden, shame – it was everywhere within him, and there in his mind, she stood on a rock in the middle of his ocean of self-hatred, taming the wild waves of anger and loathing.

She felt it then, as she marveled in the opportunity that he was not pushing her out, she felt the love he had for her, and how undeserving he felt of it, unsure of what to with how she felt for him, unsure of what to do with how he himself felt for her.

The waives of guilt and shame crashed around them, all having to do with the war he brought upon his mother, the murder of his own father, the disappointment he brought to Lando, and even a hint of remorse for how dealt with Luke and the academy.

Rey felt how severe the indecision was when it came to her and the Resistance, his mind, body and soul being split and torn into pieces as the light and dark tried to force its will on him.

He was at war with himself, hidden beneath the persona of this royal authoritative figure he was forced to play, buckling now that he was finished with Caleo, and in the presence of his true weakness, and his greatest strength...

Rey.

She couldn't help the small gasp the escaped as she combed her fingers through his hair, wishing so desperately that she could take his hate away.

Her heart ached for him as tears sprung to her eyes.

How could she protect him from himself?

She had no idea. How could he see that she was just as unworthy as he?

Slowly, his mind closed to her as she crept back out, the reality sitting in with them both that they were equally scared, equally lost in the dark and light side of the force, and in the void they stood together.

Rey moved her hand, tugging his hair back so that he was force to look up at her, meeting her soft and caring eyes with his shameful ones.

For the first time, he sat there, fully exposed to someone, feeling as though he was truly not alone.

And for the first time, he knelt before someone that he truly loved, someone he truly worshipped.

Rey's soft eyes drifted to his lips, trailing back to his gaze before she slowly bent down, her lips landing on his as a soft sigh escaped her, no longer able to worry about what happened with his meeting with Caleo and what would come of it.

She felt as though she was falling, until she realized that Kylo had dragged her to him, pressing her warm body against his as he picked her up gently, his mouth never leaving hers while he moved his hand to her backside, placing her gently to the floor.

Her back arched against the cold flooring, fitting tightly against Kylo's, a hiss falling from his mouth into hers.

Rey's tongue lightly played across his bottom lip, his mouth instantly pushing urgently against hers while his hand moved upwards from her calf, inching feverishly to her hip, up the side of her ribcage.

Rey's breath caught, giving him quick and easy access to taste her tongue with his, a seductive, slow dance beginning as warmth spread throughout her body.

She could feel how different this was from the other couple of times they had made love. He wasn't shying away from her, and he wasn't as gentle either as large hands made quick work of removing her tunic, tugging it up over her head and throwing it off to the side, her pants and binding soon followed.

He leaned back on his knees, staring down at the breathless jedi before him, naked and bathed in the moonlight as she peered up at him, her dark hooded eyes pleading with him to touch her again.

She saw the same hunger in his own eyes as his gaze fell over her, allowing him to study her with no shame in her body as he paused to admire every inch of her. He wanted this, she felt it in the urgent way he came to her tonight, in fact he needed it, and that she too, felt.

She refused to hide beneath her own hands, instead allowing him to look at her, to take what he wanted with his eyes.

She belonged to him. And he belonged to her.

The primal claim must have vibrated through their bond as his eyes flashed to hers, his jaw tight and his eyes never leaving hers as he stood to remove his clothing, Rey's eyes on him as her gaze raked down over him, admiring every muscle and scar, pausing to pay special attention to the thick, hard member that called to her, that now belonged to her.

Her core throbbed with want, slick with the need he drew out of her as he returned to the floor, his mouth at her neck, catching her earlobe between his teeth, a soft moan coming to life from within her as her legs opened, allowing him closer.

One hand held him up above her as his mouth worked at the flesh of her neck, pulling and earning every tremble and moan, claiming it as his own while his other hand roamed from her knee, inching up her warm thigh.

"Ben..." she whimpered, her hips jutting upwards with her plea, begging to be touched there, begging for him to claim all of her.

His mouth refused a response, instead filling itself with the flesh at her neck, moving down past her collar bone, and finding itself at her breast, his tongue lapping at her hardened nipple before taking the bud between his teeth.

Her finger nails clawed at his back before skimming over the nape of his neck, summoning a shiver from him, his throbbing member rubbing against the most sensitive parts of her.

Rey couldn't recognize the throaty moan that escaped her as her own, the sound so raw and needy as she writhed beneath him, and just then, his hand came in contact with her center, cupping her there in his large palm.

She cried out in both pleasure and want, asking for more as her eyes drifted close, his mouth still on her breast, his fingertips circling over the bud at her core, his fingers getting lost in her wet folds.

Rey's hand gripped at his hair, tugging away at it as her eyes opened, her body hot and trembling.

She met his gaze then just as he leaned away from her, his dark, hooded eyes curtained by his hair.

It dawned on her then, that they were on full display in front of the window, in front of the city of Naboo, high up in the building, lost in the clouds of the night.

In that moment, she had no care in the world for who saw.

She was wet and wild, full of want for her equal in the galaxy, knowing he was the only one that could force such breathless moans from her, knowing that he was the only one that could claim her in such an animalistic way.

Her mind screamed this all to him, unknowingly.

Her thoughts and words drew a breathless hiss from him, his fingers pausing their movement on her.

He quickly moved to her, his mouth on hers as he pressed a hard, urgent kiss, biting her lip as he aligned his hips with hers, entering her in the swiftest motion as if he was made to do this, and she was made to form around him.

Rey cried out a sound between a whimper and a moan, her back arching her against him, pulling him in deeper as he shuddered at her tightness and warmth. Every time felt like their first, raw and heated, primal and charged.

He took her there on the floor, the moonlight bathing them as he thrust hard into her, her legs wrapping around his wide waist as their breathy moans filled the silence, both Kylo and Rey staking their claim on each other, marking each other with bites and scratches.

She could feel how close she was, to the moment when she would feel herself explode around him, her vision blurry and her world hot as she basked in the world he had introduced her to, a world of love and pleasure – a place where they were equally selfish and equally giving.

She knew she could never give this up, never give him up...

She wanted to stay there forever, taking him, giving herself to him for every need he wished for, for every worry he wished to rid himself of.

She was irrevocably in love with him, and her breathless voice muttered this to him between her moans, her mind opening to him just as her legs did, drowning him in a world of absolute love, harsh and forgiving just as Rey was.

Their hips clapped together, loud and powerful as he drove himself into her, his pace growing as Rey's head tossed back against the floor.

"Oh, Ben..." she whimpered. "I love you... I love you... Just you..."

His head came to rest heavily between her breasts as his thrusts grew urgent, his release approaching just as hers was, her core pulsating around his member, tighter and hotter with every movement.

"Mi cyare..." he whispered against her chest, his voice raspy and deep, breathless against her skin as he worked himself inside of her. "My beloved..."

Rey trembled, and the tremor caused her to shift along his member in such a delicious way that she unraveled before him, gasping his name over and over, the name he once swore to forget, and now, all he can remember.

As her release poured over him , he lost himself in her, his own release coating the walls of her center as she withered against his body, a loud groan escaping him as the moon looked on, and the stars smiled.

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HOW'S THIS FOR A LONGER CHAPTER?! Lol, thank you for reading! I hope you all enjoyed. I tried for a long chapter, and as I said, it did take me a little while longer to post. I'll continue doing it this way, if that's what you all like. Please let me know if you liked the chapter! :D