(Just a quick little warning, this chapter contains some smut! If you do not wish to read that, once you get up to the first mention of Reylo and such, skip to the paragraph that'll have the first word in bold!)
The Tie fighter landed on a platform, immediately being surrounded by stormtroopers. A couple AT-STs left a large garage, their cannons trained on the intruder. Phasma was behind a large turret emplacement, holding it steady on the Tie. Did Kylo Ren send her? Did he wish for her to destroy this splinter, once and for all? She'll go down by fighting if she must.
A figure swiftly jumped from the cockpit, landing in front of the fighter. Even in the night time darkness, they could see two glowing orange eyes looking back at them.
Phasma looked to a trooper, pointing to the emplacement as she left her position. She slowly moved forward, her personal blaster raised.
"State your purpose, Sia Ren!" The Captain yelled to the intruder. She hadn't moved since leaving the fighter, staring at them all. It made her skin crawl. Something wasn't quite right with the woman in front of her. Her skin was pale, there was dark circles around those glowing eyes. A smirk was on her face, and Phasma couldn't stop the chills that ran down her spine from it.
"Captain Phasma, is it?" The invader asked.
Phasma didn't reply, still holding her blaster up.
"Well, that's not very nice of you to not answer me trooper. I guess I should reintroduce myself. I am no longer Sia Ren." She sinisterly spoke, before raising her two hands. Bolts of purple lightning flashed from her fingertips, and the flash blinded Phasma.
As Phasma's eyes readjusted, she was floored with what happened. The being still stood in front of her, but all around her was dead stormtroopers. The AT-STs were a pile of burning scrap, the platform was a bloodbath.
"I am Darth Mortim, lord of the New Sith. Bow before me, and I'll spare your life." The Sith definitely announced her presence.
Phasma, with no other choice, dropped her weapon and begrudgingly got on a knee, lowering her head in a form of submission.
"Good girl. Take me to Hux." The Sith barked.
Hux couldn't believe his eyes, half his forces were just eliminated in an instant. He needed to leave, now! He turned and stumbled, running to the exit. If he can just get to his ship, he can get to orbit. Where could he go?! The First Order would execute him for his treachery! The Resistance would imprison him! Whatever, anywhere but here!
He skidded and almost tripped as he ran to an old Imperial lander, stationed on a small platform. He was running to the ship, he was almost there. Escape was almost upon him. Wait, he should've been at the ship by now... What's going on?! He looked down and his heart sank. He realized why he wasn't getting to the ship. He was floating in the air, his legs flaying like a fish out of water.
The Sith had her hand outstretched, holding him in the air via the Force.
"Leaving so soon? We have things to discuss, Hux." The Sith quipped, pulling him to her. She gripped him by his neck with her hand now, holding him above her with surprising strength.
He instinctively tried to pry her hands from his neck, to no avail.
"O-Of course! Anything, what can I help you with?" He croaked out, his body trembling in fear. Phasma had to turn away, cringing inwardly at the scene in front of her.
"Now that I have your attention, I have need of your services. Group your remaining men and tell them to prepare to leave. I am now your Emperor, and you will call me as such. You are below me. Everyone is. For you see, I have the power of the Dark Side with me." The Sith ordered, her hand beginning to tighten around his neck.
Hux's eyes were wide and bloodshot, feeling his airway slowly beginning to close.
"But I don't need the Dark Side to crush a worm like you!" She screamed, slamming him to the ground.
Hux wheezed and groaned from the pain, curling into a ball to avoid more damage.
"Y-Yes, my lord! We are at your service!" Hux replied, terrified.
The Sith lowered down, grabbing him by his collar now. She lifted him up, placing him on his shaky feet. She flashed a smile, but it didn't make him feel any better. If anything, it made him even more terrified.
"Good! Great to hear! Prepare my ship and tell the troops to move. I have plans we must put in motion, General. Here's the coordinates of the location we will be moving to." She ordered, holding out a piece of paper to him.
Hux nodded, taking the paper and swiftly running past the two, holding his neck to try to ease the pain.
Phasma took a tentative step forward, offering a quick bow.
"My Emperor, would you like me to help Hux?" She asked deliberately.
The Sith shook her head, waving her hand for her to follow.
"I see you're the smartest one around here, Phasma. No need, follow, please! I need to know what we're working with!" She told the trooper as they walked to the very ship Hux was trying to escape with.
Kylo returned to the room, looking to Rey.
"The ship is ready. How about you, are you ready to go?" He asked.
Rey nodded, beginning to walk with him when a realization hit her. Her lightsaber! Where was it?! She patted her hips, and looked behind her, but it wasn't anywhere on her person.
"Uh...Do you have my lightsaber?" Rey asked him as she quickened her pace to catch up with him.
"Yes. On the ship. I would never destroy something of that quality." He informed her as they climbed aboard his personal ship.
Rey noticed the hanger bay was empty at the moment. Was that a good thing? Or did he send out his fighters on a mission?
They boarded the ship and left the Supremacy. Ren turned to Rey, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat.
"You have the coordinates for where we're going?" He asked the Jedi next to him.
"Yeah...They sent it to me." She replied as she reached over, entering the coordinates into the nav-computer.
"Good. Then I can get dinner ready for us." He smirked, while pushing them into hyperspeed. He turned and walked into the main cabin of the ship. Other than a small bed, there was mostly just shelves, a table, some chairs, and that was pretty much it.
Rey followed him into the cabin, slumping onto a chair. She glared at the back of his mask as he fumbled around with ration packets. She didn't really feel confident with their plan. His plan. He wasn't acting right, he seemed stiff. Tense, really. He left his mask on around her, which was a big indicator that something was amiss. Rey decided to trust her intuitions, and stood up.
Kylo knew all too well that she was fixated on him. He feared she would begin to question his motives. Kriff! He should've played it more cool. He should've kept the damned mask off. But now, in the awkward silence between them as he poured the contents of rations into water, he could feel the doubt within her. He wouldn't blame her, he doubted there would be a truce either. The First Order felt like it was on the rise, and in its grasp was galaxy wide domination. Whereas the Resistance wanted vengeance for their failures, or at least that is what Kylo would assume that's what they were fighting for. Also some stupid, age-old Jedi sayings of hope and freedom and what not, the kind of stuff that the Republic tried to preach. Like Skywalker tried to preach... Nevermind that, there had to be a way to distract not just himself, but his little fox before she got too stubborn. He knew how she could get when she felt like she was right. He turned to her, holding a bowl. It contained what appeared to be rice and a small biscuit.
"They were out of the special rations in storage." Kylo tried to ease the tension.
She took the bowl apprehensively, sitting back down.
"Hey can I ask you something?" Rey replied, eyeing the bowl of stormtrooper grub.
Kylo sat next to her, staring down at the unappetizing meal as-well. He was a fool, why did he make himself a bowl?! Now he had to remove his helmet. Great, now there really was no hiding anything...A distraction. He needed a distraction.
"Of course, my little Jedi." He exclaimed as he pulled his helmet off, desperately trying to not look her in the eyes.
Rey wasn't a fool, she noticed him trying to avert his eyes from her. He was hiding something! She could tell.
"Do you really think this plan will work?" She asked him, placing a hand on his knee, to get his attention. She wanted the truth from this man.
Kylo closed his eyes now as he felt her small hand come into contact with his leg. This damned girl. He could sense her uncertainty with the plan. A distraction is needed! Anytime now, Kylo!
"Yes. Why wouldn't it?" He blurted out, quickly placing his hand on top of her's. He now turned to look at her.
"I don't know..." Rey replied, looking back into those dark orbs of his.
"How about some assurance?" He asked, quickly pulling her onto his lap via the Force. He rested a hand over her legs, while the other gently pushed some of her hair behind her ear.
Rey felt herself get lifted up by the Force, and before she could refuse, she was already on his lap, his large arms snaking around her.
"Wait, Ben..." She said, putting her hands on his.
"What?" Kylo teased, moving his head closer to her. He smelled her aroma, and let out a deep sigh. It smelled so good. He wanted to have her again, and there should be no pesky interruptions. It will also be a perfect distraction to end this line of questioning from his Rey.
"You know what." Rey replied, goosebumps lining her arms as she felt the dark-sider's hot breath now against the skin of her neck. It's like he made these advances at the worst time possible, but she couldn't say she wanted them to stop. This level of attention she was receiving felt so good, since for the majority of her life, no one gave a shit about her. She knew he was doing it though to stop her line of questioning. She would just have to try again later. Or now, come on Rey!
"Is it about your friends?...Or is it about something...Else?" He meticulously asked, his hand now on her thigh, rubbing it in teasingly slow circles. He could sense the rising desire within himself and her. He felt hot and uncomfortable as his clothes began to stick to his skin.
Rey felt the blood rushing to her face as she felt his motions upon her, causing her heart to ever pick up its pace. How the kriff could she be getting turned on by the simplest of things from this man? He was able to just display how much passion he had for her with just a simple caress. A simple tease. Rey already felt that all too familiar tingly sensation he has been causing within her. This was going South real fast.
"Uh...I- The...Resistance." She eventually was able to get out as Ren's other hand slid up and down her back. The hand on her thigh began creeping closer and closer to that spot on her, then swiftly retreat, before repeating once again.
"What about them, my desert fox?" He continued to play dumb, whispering close to her ear.
Rey closed her eyes as he did so, that light-headed feeling coming back to her. She felt her breathing become more ragged as the stimulation increased. It was getting too hot in here, she prayed he would do something about it. Did she just ask about the Resistance? It was hard for her to focus.
Kylo sensed the growing arousal in Rey, and her subtle wants. He would be lying if he didn't feel the same at the moment. They haven't had the opportunity to continue from this point, and he would be damned if they stopped now.
"Tell me what you want, Rey." He growled to the girl, giving her ear a playful bite.
Her breath hitched and let out a small whine from that particular stunt. She wanted a lot of things right now, her mind was racing. It was too difficult to think at the moment.
"Tell me!" He again demanded, giving her inner thigh a particular squeeze beneath his fingers.
Rey wanted to yell at him for being so demanding at a time like this, but for some reason she liked it. It gave her sudden hot flashes throughout her body, and now it felt like a sauna! She could swear he must've brought the heat up to mess with her! It just felt too embarrassing for some reason to actually say out loud all the things she desired. It felt so devilishly perverted to even think about.
"How about I tell you what I want to do?" He smirked evilly as he tormented the Jedi on his lap. He gave the smooth neck of this precious girl many kisses and nibbles as he whispered little somethings into her ear.
She couldn't help the growing sense of need in that lower part of her body. The way he spoke to her and nibbled at her, it just made her body writhe. She acted on impulse, placing a hand on his chest while grinding downwards on that particular spot on him. She'll be damned if he gets to have all the fun and control.
"Tell me." She whispered, now straddling him.
He involuntarily groaned from her actions. They were surprising to say the least, he wasn't expecting her to regain some control over the situation. That delicious rear of her's grinding down on his aching need was sending him over the edge. He found his self-control waning.
"Hnng..." He grunted. "I want to frag you right now, everything else be damned." He replied, as his hands now rested on those hips of her's, giving them subtle rubs and squeezes.
She bit her lip at his words, and felt like her racing heart skipped a beat. However, she wouldn't say no to such an act by him at this time, silently hoping he would enact his plans on her.
"Then what's stopping you, Ben?" She implored after a particular downwards grind.
He groaned again, holding her hips tightly as she did those tantalizing motions. The way she's teasing him now, it was payback, wasn't it? He never knew how turned on he could get from her egging him on, but he was finding that out quickly. She really was the most interesting person he ever met. She had his heart and mind in her will, she just didn't know how fully she did.
"You better be careful, my little Jedi. You may just get what you want." He huffed out.
Rey had a small grin on her face as they teased each other, but the desire within her was beginning to become too much. She needed more than just this frivolous friction. She wanted more, no she needed more.
Kylo had enough. He stood up, holding her in his arms. They fumbled their way onto the small bed, where he dropped her on it.
Rey looked up into those hungry eyes of his, knowing full well she poked a sleeping rancor, but at this moment, that is something she wanted. He pounced on top of her, hungrily pushing his lips against his angel. His hands roamed her body below him, dangerously pulling on the robes, threatening to rip them right off of her.
Rey was lost in the motions of the larger dark-sider on her. She felt hot, and the butterflies in her stomach seemed to rage as she felt those hands massage and stroke. His tongue was in a heated war with her own, and she had to break the kiss to regain oxygen. She panted as he then descended upon her collar, which caused another noise from her.
"Careful! I need those!" Rey whispered as he tugged on her robes angrily.
"Then you better help take them off before I do it myself." Kylo warned, bucking his hips against her, causing both of them to groan. Kylo lifted himself up slightly to give her space to do so.
Rey shakily moved her hands to her belt, undoing the buckle and tossing it onto the ground. She lifted off her upper robes and threw them off, leaving her in her undershirt and bindings.
Kylo didn't wait for her to finish, he rested back onto her, gripping the ends of her shirt.
"Too slow." He said to her as he pulled it off of her, almost ripping the fabric into two.
Rey scoffed as he did, her bindings the only thing left covering her modesty on her upper body. Why was she the only one being undressed? She wanted to even the playing field. She reached forward, gripping the front of his armored robe.
"Your turn." She exclaimed, giving his neck a playful bite as she did.
He grinned, as he almost tore his own clothing off, now almost as bare as her. He gripped the waistband of her pants, quickly sliding them off of her and tossing it into the growing pile of discarded clothes.
It suddenly hit Kylo, the worst realization he could've possibly imagined. He had her there, almost naked, and about to finally ravish her...And he didn't have protection. It totally skipped his lust filled mind. He didn't have any damn condoms on this forsaken ship. But the primal urges within him couldn't be contained, not possibly now. Should he risk it?
Rey sensed his sudden hesitation, and she now realized all too well how almost naked she was at this moment, the red hue on her cheeks getting deeper.
"Is there something wrong?" She asked self-consciously.
"No! No, not like that...I- Uh..." He said to reassure her, rubbing the back of his head. He was trying to figure out a way to word it.
"I forgot...My... Uhm. My protection." He explained to her.
Rey took a second to process what he said, and her heart sank. His protection. A condom. He didn't have one. They worked themselves up into such a lustful fuss, they were just about to finally relieve their tension, and that had to happen. She was weighing the options, they could stop and not risk it. But where's the fun in that? She wanted him so badly right now that it was making her consider just saying kriff it and continue.
"Well..." Rey finally replied, still looking up to him. "You could just... You know." She tried to say, hoping he was going to get where she was going.
Kylo bit his lip at what she was hinting, knowing that desire was clouding both of their judgements. They almost had an issue the last time back on Tatooine, but he had rectified that. Now, without the convenience of getting to a store anytime soon, there was a much larger risk. Was she trying to ask of him to... Pull out before he climaxed?
"Do you trust me?" He finally asked, giving her cheek a small caress.
"I do." Rey answered, holding the hand on her cheek.
That's good that she did. However, did he even trust himself to be able to? Once he was there, he really wouldn't want to leave. He wanted to feel both of them climax, he didn't want to have to urgently pull himself from her. But he also didn't want a mini version of him running around any time soon. If he wanted to frag her right now, he needed to do this.
With that, Kylo descended back onto her, latching his fingers around her undergarments and pulling those down too. He then pulled off the bindings around her chest, leaving her bare.
Rey reached down, fumbling with his belt, but she got it off, pulling down his pants.
After a few more moments of clothes removal, the two lovers were nude finally, tightly against each other. He prepared himself at her entrance, holding before he entered.
"Ready?" He asked down to his lust filled lover.
She gave a simple head nod, biting her lip in anticipation. She held his shoulders tightly as she tried to ready herself for the foreign sensations that'll occur.
Kylo locked his lips with her as he plunged himself slowly within her folds, groaning at the sensation.
Rey's breath hitched as her toes curled in tightly. It was a long time since the last time they were together like this, and she swore it felt even better now than it did then. His thrusts started slow, but they gradually increased in speed. Her head felt funny, her vision was funny too. All she could focus on was the glorious sensations pulsing through her from the man on top. What he was giving her.
Kylo was having a hard time not exploding already. After many frustrated nights without his lover, he finally claimed her again. It felt right, for them to be like this. His property. His Rey. He will get her to be his Empress of his new Empire. He'll die trying if he had to. What the kriff was he thinking?! Why was he thinking of something like that during this particular moment? His pace kept getting quicker, his breathing the same.
Rey soon felt that growing tension within her. She was nearing her climax. It was filling her body, and she couldn't wait for the release. Ben reached a hand to her breast, kneading and massaging the flesh beneath his fingertips. The stimuli just added to the ordeal, and Rey couldn't fight it back anymore. She turned her head away from him, biting her finger to try to silence herself as her back arched.
Kylo was pleased with the sight below him, seeing her writhe and convulse from the pleasure he was giving her. He wanted to hear her scream, to hear her whimpers and the such. He reached forward, grabbing her neck in a firm hold, not choking her, but the threat was there.
Rey was surprised at first, and she placed her hands on his arm out of instinct, but she kinda liked it. It was weird, it was such a dangerous move, having someone's hand like that in a precarious place like her neck. Especially since it was Kylo freaking Ren. But she knew he wouldn't hurt her, and it seemed to actually make her womanhood pulse more. It was all too much. Too much. She couldn't stop it no more. After holding back and holding back, she couldn't stop the tidal wave anymore.
Rey let out a loud moan as she reached her climax, fingers holding Kylo's arm so tightly, she began to scratch and draw blood.
Kylo clenched his teeth. Oh no. That was it, she was climaxing. He couldn't hold no more. He had to pull out, but it felt so good. He so desparetly wanted to stay where he was and join her, but alas, he wasn't stupid. He swiftly pulled out of her, and grunted loudly as he too was overcome with bliss from his own climax.
He collapsed next to her on the bed, both of their sweaty forms panting.
She felt exhausted. That was something else. It felt like it lasted hours, but come on, it had to have been what, ten minutes? However long it was, it felt amazing. Now a nice sleep would do her good. Yes, just a quick nap before they had to arrive.
Kylo didn't even dare to try to resist his exhaustion neither, knowing full well that come time when they land, he'll need as much energy as possible.
"One Company, two AT-STS, fifteen Ties, one frigate, manned by droids..." The Sith counted on a datapad.
"One AT-M6, out of ammunition. One AT-AT, missing shields." She continued, looking up to Phasma.
Phasma nodded her head.
"Yes my Emperor. We are trying to build as we speak." She confirmed.
The Sith scoffed, chucking the datapad behind her. She stood up, pacing the small quarters of the ship with her hands clasped behind her back.
"Not good enough, Captain. Not enough at all." The Sith reprimanded. "We will need more if we are to complete my plans." She told the Captain.
"Well, my lord...We could purchase a clone army? Or purchase battle droids to fill the ranks? However, obtaining a sizable navy to even envy the Resistance will be difficult." She advised the Sith. "It'll be costly and require time."
The Sith grimaced at the Captain's words. Time? Time was of the essence. She did not have time. Where could she find a navy strong enough to rival the First Order and the Resistance? It was impossible with just a frigate. Her mind raced with ideas, but one seemed to keep popping out at her. The Dark Side. Trust in it. That was what Darth Bane said to her, trust in the Dark Side. Bend it to your will.
"I have an idea." She finally said to the Captain.
"Yes, my lord?" Phasma weerily replied.
"Contact Hux. Tell him to still go to those coordinates and set up a base there. However, I will need a platoon of his best troops to meet me here and now." She ordered.
"Yes, my liege." Phasma swiftly lifted up her communicator, relaying the orders to Hux and the other troopers.
"I know a certain federation that will be all too willing to revive itself from a decades old war." The Emperor laughed to herself.
Thanks for reading guys! Expect more soon! No, really, thank you guys for reading my story. It really is just a stupid fanfic that I did on the side, but to see you guys still want to read it warms my heart. So please, leave some feedback if you enjoyed/had questions/voice criticisms. Thanks again!