If you're not here for smut for some odd reason, I suggest skipping this chapter...but let's face it...we all know why you're here ;)

Kylo had to admit, it was nice to have someone on his side that he hadn't threatened into it. He didn't know why but Rey was really trying to help him. Maybe she thought she could turn him or something...or maybe she just felt sorry for him. Either way he enjoyed having her nearby and having someone honest to confide in. They hadn't gone back into the control room as Rey had informed him they needed to make a plan instead of going in and destroying things in a blind rage. He had hesitantly agreed. So instead he sat on the edge of his bed, head in his hands trying to think of a tactical approach to this dangerous situation that there was way more to than Rey realized.

Rey paced the room talking either to him or herself, he wasn't sure as he had stopped listening to her awhile ago. Yet she continued on.

"So if we spy on him I think we can find how he's been in contact with this other supreme leader, then maybe get in contact ourselves and see how big of a threat he is." She tapped her fingers to her face.

"What do you think?" She looked over at Ben. He was paying her no attention.

"Ben!" She snapped in his direction. He looked up at her.

"Are you listening?"

"To be honest, no, you've had seven plans in the last three minutes and I can't keep up with you. Have you decided on one for sure yet?" He said moodily.

She looked at him disapprovingly, "I just gave you one, didn't I?"

"Something about spying...?" He shrugged his shoulders.

She sighed frustratedly, rolling her eyes, then went and sat beside him, cross legged on the bed facing him. He gave her a weird look.

"Did you just roll your eyes at me?" He sounded almost amused.

"Yeah...because you're impossible to deal with. I don't know how you've remained supreme leader this long without someone killing you out of pure frustration. Your attitude towards anything that doesn't interest you is absolutely-"

She hadn't realized how close Kylo had gotten to her until she felt his lips touch her own. Just a brief moment and he backed off, running a hand through his hair, exhaling deeply. She sat there frozen for a moment.

"Sorry," he looked away from her, an excuse, quick think of an excuse.

"I just didn't think you would ever stop talking."

"I...don't think right now is really the time..." she said. They made eye contact, him looking up with his deep hazel eyes from under his dark mess of hair. His gaze so intense and unyielding, Rey felt her heart flutter a bit too fast. What was happening to her? Was this what Stockholm syndrome was like? They held eye contact a long moment as if deciding what to do or who would speak first.

"Oh fuck it," she breathed out, a hand went into his hair and her lips crashed onto his. He responded immediately, kissing her back with such force it pushed her backwards onto the bed. She didn't care, her body was on fire, wanting nothing more than to taste as much of him as she could. He was on top of her, his hands in her hair, then running down her body, it was pure bliss she never wanted to end. Then he pulled his head back and closed his eyes, gritting his teeth tightly. She looked at him a moment realizing he was fighting with himself. He took a deep breath in and out and pushed himself off of her. She sat back up, now thoroughly confused and very disappointed. He sat with his head hanging, hands lost in his own mane.

"Is...something wrong?" She said awkwardly sitting up.

He spoke but didn't look at her, "No...yes...yes there is something wrong. With me."

"What do you mean?" Rey asked putting a hand on his back. He jumped as if she had stabbed him and took a few steps away, still not facing her.

"Ben, what-?" She was so confused.

"I'm a horrible person, Rey!" He yelled finally turning on her.

"All I do is murder and destroy and...and..."he glanced her body up and down, "hurt anyone that cares about me!"

"I know." She said. He gave her the most confused look, she stood, walking towards him where he seemed to be glued to that spot on the ground. "I know the things you've done and what a total dick you are. And I know you have this insane need for control because your life has been other people telling you who you need to be or what to do since you were born. But guess what...that not the real you. That's the you that the dark side created and now you're stuck." He stared at her. No one had ever put into words the way he had felt his entire life. Every bit of it was true. In that moment he knew she may be the only person that truly understood him. She knew his flaws and accepted him, still believing in him and not giving up and calling him a lost cause. Even though she said his heart was black sometimes...she never really gave up hope.

"What did you want to say to me in the elevator?" She was in front of him looking up at him with a fiery look in her eyes. He looked her up and down deciding he should just be honest.

"I...was going to say," he breathed in and out deeply, "...sorry." He searched her face, scared she wouldn't believe him or would reject him or say she hated him.

"I know you are," she said calmly and reached up to place a hand on his face.

She felt how horrible his guilt was when she touched him.

His eyes looked deep and sorrowful, a look she had never seen in them before. She recognized it as guilt. He spoke softly,

"I never should have forced you to make that decision. I was just...so...lonely...and you're so..." he made an indistinguishable noise and turned away from her again, obviously embarrassed. He pulled himself together, "I thought you wouldn't never willingly want to be with someone like me...I mean look at me? Who would? I destroy everything I touch! So I thought by giving you that choice it was somehow like you...deciding you wanted me. And it was great! While it was happening...afterwards I just felt...empty and racked with guilt..."

"Good. I'm glad you felt those things." His face fell a bit.

"Because the fact you felt them means that you are capable of empathy, and sadness, and caring for someone other than yourself." Rey saw hope in his eyes. Real actual hope as if he saw just a glimmer of the person he could become.

Rey took a step forward and wrapped her arms around him, laying her head against his chest. Ben hesitated, but wrapped his own arms around her. It was a moment of silent bliss. His emotions were so conflicted at this point he wasn't even sure who he was anymore.

But he was still hiding a secret away from Rey. He knew who the other 'supreme leader' General Pryde confided in was. It was only a matter of time before Rey discovered it herself. He knew because he himself had been in contact with him without Pryde knowing about it. Not recently since he had Rey on his ship because he knew what Palpatine would ask of him and he was selfish. He didn't want Rey to lose her spitfire attitude and fight like she had. He would love to have her as a queen, an equal in the darkness to rule with...but at the same time...he wouldn't. It was the light that he loved about her so much. So he hid the whole thing away, not ready to face it yet. But if Pryde had let loose she was here, he couldn't ignore him much longer.

"What's wrong?" She said quietly, pulling back to look up at him.

Damn their force connection, he couldn't hide anything. Women are too intuitive anyway.

"Don't worry," he said and placed his hands on either side of her face. God he could stare at her for eternity.

She stood on her toes and leaned up to plant another soft kiss on his lips. She had never had a connection with anyone like this. When they were close, she felt as if they were one person. Two sides of the same coin. She thought she hated him, and maybe at some point she did. But he had grown on her the more she saw Ben in him. She knew he had wanted her as his own from the moment they met, but she didn't know his feelings ran this deep. She didn't think him capable of such things. Maybe all he craved all these years was simply human interaction, someone to listen to him and understand him. Something had changed in both of them and they felt it. They couldn't be part of this war anymore. They didn't want to hurt each other again...they couldn't...

Rey wanted to stay like this forever...with Ben's dark, soulful eyes staring at her like she was the only person in the universe that existed. His soft lips against her own anytime she pleased. His lean body available to her for her every whim. She felt physically hot suddenly thinking about his body...that crazy lustful feeling the first time she kissed him coming back.

"We...should get back to planning..." she said breathlessly. Ben felt the lust radiating from her...her every cell pining to be used by him. To be his and only his...god could he feel it so deeply it sent chills down his spine.

"I think it can wait awhile..." he said running his fingertips down her arms that were still wrapped around his sides. Her goosebumps gave him the reassurance he needed. He wouldn't force her into anything again. This has to be her decision this time. But he also wasn't one to wait...once he knew she wanted it, he would give it to her. Any way she wanted it and anywhere, as long as he could have her, he didn't care.

"What do you want me to do?" He asked quietly. This took Rey by surprise...she had never had any dominance over him before hard as she tried. She decided to start slowly...test the waters.

"Take off your shirt."

A simple demand that he easily accomplished. She placed her hands on his upper chest and ran them gently all the way down feeling his abs, around to his hips and crept back up his back. She was exploring and wanted to take her time, not having much control the last time they were together. Ben was breathing harder, she knew how aroused he was and that he would be putty in her hands. She took her own shirt off and tossed it aside with his, then grabbed Ben's large hand and brought it to her chest. He exhaled sharply as he felt the soft mound of flesh under his palm as he massaged gently. She looked up at him, her eyes so different than he had ever seen them. Dark and wanting, no, needing him. Rey took her hair down and let it hang around her shoulders, then slipped her bottoms off and kicked them away too. God how was he supposed to control himself now? She pressed her bare body against his, arms going up around neck, wanting to feel his warm skin against hers. Their hearts beat together, the force an excited buzz all around them now. She ran her hands through his hair, dragged her nails gently down his neck and arms, planted a few soft kisses on his chest. Fuck he was struggling to control himself, visibly trembling under her touch, his skin warm, breathing fast. He was more than ready. Rey's hands made their way to his pants and she slowly ran a hand over his noticeable arousal. Ben's eyes closed and he clenched his jaw when she did so.

"I want to feel it..." she said running her hands all around his hips and abs. He wasted no time and Rey even helped him pull his own pants down enough to free himself. She gently grabbed him with her small, soft hand.

A small hiss of noise came from Ben when she touched him and he found himself gripping her arms tightly. How can every small movement make him feel this way? He didn't question it, all he knew was he wanted her so badly right now. She did indeed feel him...running her hand down the length of him to the base and back again. After a few strokes she stopped. His body ached in protest. No she wasn't allowed to do that, he needed to be touched. He would surely die without it. Before she could do anything else he hoisted his pants up, picked her up, and threw her over his shoulder. She yelped in surprise as he did so, in response he smacked her ass, taking long strides to the bed where he tossed her onto it, kicked his pants off and descended upon her like she was his prey. He attacked her neck with his mouth, leaving wet kisses down her skin, anywhere he could reach. Her hands were in his hair again, god it drive him crazy when she did that. He came back up to meet her lips in a passionate kiss, only breaking apart when he needed air.

"I want you, Ben..." she whispered into his ear as he leaned back in to kiss her neck again. That was it, he couldn't take it anymore. Ben was going to have her, and he was going to have her now. He flipped her over onto her stomach and grabbed her hips pulling them up to him, then pushed all of himself in at once. The high pitched noise that she made just made him that much more excited.

Rey buried her face in a pillow, trying so hard not to scream out, he pulled back and pushed back in again. Her body shook when their hips collided, she had never felt such pleasure. And what was better she allowed this...she wanted it. God did she want it. He slowly and deeply pushed into her a few more times before he decided to speed up. She angled her hips up even further, he filled her so completely and yet her body couldn't seem to get enough of this pleasure. His hands were on her hips, holding onto her tightly, pulling her into him as though she would try to run away if he loosened his grip. His hips moved faster, forcing waves of pleasure through her body and to her very core. He was hitting just the right spot, so deep, so delicious...she already felt that knot in her belly wanting to undo itself. She grabbed the headboard, holding on so tightly her knuckles turned white. Long moans escaped her lips, she couldn't control it anymore.

"Does that feel good?" Ben asked breathlessly, maintaining his pace. She seemed to be unable to form words but managed out a strangled yes.

"You want me to keep going?"

God what was it about his deep voice that sent chills up her spine.

"Y-yes...harder," she managed to say through moans. He happily obeyed.

As he pounded mercilessly into her, over and over again, she felt herself begin to tighten around him. A loud moan of pure ecstasy came from her as she threw her head back, every fiber of her being shook as she climaxed.

Ben felt her muscles contract around him and clenched his jaw groaning. His large hand came up to grip the headboard tightly beside hers as he braced himself. Fucking hell it felt sooo good...a few more strong, hard pushes into her and he felt himself coming undone. Rey's body was shaking, little yells and moans coming from her every time he forced himself into her. It made him insane. He pushed one last time deeply into her, her upper body now melting into the messy blankets and sheets and he finished hard inside her, unable to stop the groan of pleasure coming from his own lips. He collapsed on top of her, holding his weight off her with his elbows. He kissed the back of her neck and down her back. She was trembling and breathing hard, her fists still clenched tightly into fists holding the sheets. A few moments of only the sound of both of them catching their breath, neither of them wanting to move passed and finally Ben pushed himself up so Rey could move. She immediately turned over onto her back under him. He lowered himself so some of his weight held her down.

"I didn't hurt you did I?" He breathed out, his face inches away from her own. She brought a hand up and put it on the side of his face.

"No," she said quietly. The force bond was humming happily around them, both of them felt it. Together, they were balanced...strong. Ben leaned down and planted a small soft kiss on her delicious lips. She was just so beautiful...and she gave herself willingly to him. She wanted him, she understood him. It's all he really ever wanted.

"Rey...I have to tell you something." He ran his fingers through her hair as she stared up at him. He knew he had to tell her. The guilt would eat him alive and he couldn't hide anything from her anymore.

"What is it?" She looked up at him.

This wasn't going to be easy.