Paralyzed

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A/N-thank you to everyone who kindly reviewed the last chapter. I have been reading some other Reylo fanfic by some fantastic authors. There are so many talented writers out there. I hope that one day my stories can be as good as theirs….

Anyway, on with the story.

Chapter Twenty-Three-Sweet Love

Ben stepped from the shadows of the landing bay, stealing Rey's breath and the heat from her skin. He was glorious. She had missed him so much, the constant tug on her heart, the longing to be reunited with him, was like an abominable ache that was only soothed when they were together again. How had she managed to exist for so long without him, she didn't know. Before she could draw air, his arms wrapped around her and she melted into his form. She could feel his firm torso and the heart that beats within. Ben's hands folded around her back, drawing her closer. Rey could feel her body shaking with longing for him. To her surprise her eyes are wet with tears. When did she start crying?

"I feel it, too." Ben whispered to her as he gently wiped her tears away. His own eyes were glassy. It had been sheer torture without her by his side. He pulled her back into the shadows with him, well aware that were risking discovery with their overly emotional display. But he couldn't help it. He needed to feel her, to touch her. They were in a secluded part of the hangar, only the small repair droids ever ventured to this part of the landing bay.

Ben gently pulled Rey's brunette hair out of its tight braid and watched in silent admiration as the silky strands fell in soft waves around her face. He loved her hair. He loved her. He adored everything about her. He drank her in with greedy eyes, his long fingers cupping the delicate curve of her cheek. "I don't think I can bear another separation like that. I feel like I've been going crazy without you."

When he leaned down to kiss her, it was sweet, gentle and tasted of her tears. He savoured the feel of her soft lips against his, he let them linger, not wanting to end this sweet moment. "Don't go again." He found himself begging. He didn't care how needy he sounded. He just needed her. All of her. When she was away from him, he didn't feel whole, like a vital part of him was missing. When she was gone, he realised he had been feeling like that all his life. He tugged her closer. "Let's get out of here and go somewhere we can really be alone."

A soft smile crossed Rey's face as she nodded eagerly, reluctantly reaching for the loathed helmet and placing it back over head to maintain her disguise.

As soon as the doors to his quarters slid closed behind them, Ben grabbed Rey by the waist, pulling her up close against his chest. He carefully lifted the forbidding mask over her head, revealing her lovely face again. So much beauty hidden beneath such ugliness, he thought, as he tossed the helmet like so much unwanted trash onto the floor. His hand gently glided through her hair. Rey's luminous eyes were like candles in the night, their light a spark of passion, of desire. They showed complete trust. In him. Ben vowed to spend the rest of his days trying to be worthy of her. In a slow, sensual dance they made their way toward the bedroom, eyes remaining on one another, their clothes tossed carelessly in their wake.

There was something so disarming about seeing Rey semi naked. There was a vulnerability in her eyes Ben couldn't resist. His eyes travelled from her face to her collar bone, delicate in the semi-darkness, then to her breasts, each so perfect and moulded to her form. He didn't let his gaze linger too long, just enough for her to see how beautiful she was to him. It was her eyes he wanted to see. He would let his hands tell him the rest.

His warm hands were on Rey's hips as he kissed her. His mouth pressed gently but firmly against hers, his tongue sliding lightly just past her lips. As he backed away to breathe Rey trembled. She couldn't think straight. Then his mouth was back on hers, he caught her lip between his teeth and released it slowly. Rey gasped. Ben shifted, his head dropping lower so he could kiss one of her breasts, his hand caressing the other. He breathed more heavily as her skin tightened under his touch.

Rey tried to reach for him, but with his free hand Ben pulled her arms above her head. "No." He shook his head, backing away from her.

"Ben…" Rey felt exposed standing half naked in front of him. She shivered without his warm touch to chase away the cold. Her hazel eyes roamed his handsome face, her breathing coming in short bursts.

Ben was still holding her arms above her head. "There's no rush." He whispered. "I want to take this slow." He eased Rey back on the bed until she was lying on her back. Her body was electrified everywhere his skin brushed against hers. She wanted him now, wanted to feel his weight pressed against her body as he lay between her legs. The sweet ache in the pit of her stomach built up slowly.

Ben was kissing her breasts again. His lips swept across her chest as he took her breast in his mouth. Rey shuddered in response, then gasped and arched her back. He raised his head for a moment and watched her carefully. "You like that?"

"Yes." Rey struggled to speak as his hand trailed down her stomach, just under the waistband of her black capri pants. He teased her for a while, leaving her gasping and moaning with need. Then he ran his hand over her thigh and suddenly yanked them off. Rey was shocked at how much she wanted him. His touch was sweet torture. One moment he would go slow, then things would speed up, he would then slow the pace down, increasing her need and longing for him.

Ben's fingers skimmed over the soft cotton of her panties. He laughed darkly as Rey struggled to breathe. "You want me?" He said huskily as his tongue delved into her mouth, claiming her, owning her. Rey was so turned on she was struggling to breathe. Her back arched, and his hand slid under her ass and pressed her against his hardness. "I asked you a question." His dark brown eyes bored into hers.

Rey stared up at him. His heated gaze was branding her soul. She couldn't form words. She could feel the very air surrounding them vibrating with the heat of their passion. Their force bond intensified every touch, every feeling. She gasped with the burning need she had for this commanding man hovering above her. His hand was on her hip, massaging the sensitive skin on her inner thigh. Her eyes nearly rolled in her head as his hand reached lower, his nimble fingers finding her sweet spot, stroking her, stoking up the fires within until she felt the burn. He continued to rub, soft and slow. It sent a jolt through Rey's body as she arched up from the bed again. Her hips fell against the mattress and she bucked against his hand, her breathing ragged.

His tongue was on her breast again, scorching against her nipple. The sensation was almost too much and Rey felt like she might burst. She moaned as the pleasure washed over her. "Please." She begged.

Suddenly Ben was face to face with her. His lips fused with hers. The kiss was slow and languid as his tongue tasted hers. He shifted again, moving agilely between her thighs, even as he continued to kiss her. His hands never stopped moving, caressing every inch of her exposed skin, building her up, stoking the raging need inside her until she was screaming his name. She wrapped her legs around him as she tried to fulfil the aching need inside of her. She grabbed his tunic, and he helped her pull it over his head to be tossed into the corner of the room. She tried to reach for him again, but he shook his head, smirking. He wasn't done teasing her yet. Balanced above her, he caught her hands in his and left a trail of kisses from her lips, over her chest, down her belly and lower.

"Ben." His name was like a prayer falling from her lips.

Rey's body caught fire, every nerve end tingling, burning in a blissful agony. Her desire rose to fever pitch. "Please." She begged again. Ben shook his head, his tongue still exploring her sensitised skin, his lips drawing heated trails down her body. Rey pitched forward, seeking more, seeking release. But still he refused her. She moaned as his body suddenly left hers. She stared at him, confusion welling in her eyes, only to see him reaching for the last of his clothing. Rey raised her hand to help him, he smirked, catching her fingers in his and allowing her to feel him for the first time. She felt his coarse hair against her wandering fingers; his warm flesh was hard in her hand. Ben groaned, quickly shimmying out of his undergarments until he was as naked as she was.

Ben moved Rey's hand over his hip and placed his on either side of her, supporting his weight as he held himself above her. He paused, gazing into her wide eyes, glossy with lust and desire. Finally, he thrust inside, still gazing into Rey's eyes. Her legs wrapped around him. He dove deeper; with each lunge Rey whispered his name. He paused again, trembling as he tried to keep still, watching her carefully. Rey's fingers strayed to his handsome face and stroked his hot skin. "Please." She whispered.

He lowered himself close enough to kiss her and filled her again, his body pulsing against hers. Rey's body quivered, again and again, as he moved slowly inside her. She was barely able to breathe; she lost all control, her legs gripping him as her thighs tightened with pleasure. Every move he made sent electrical surges through her, igniting her nerves. She was melting with his heat and revelling in it. Ben groaned, his body shuddering as his gained his release, his body pulsing with hers. Spent, he rolled onto his side, his lips finding hers as his hands roved once again over her body. Rey gasped for air as she struggled to come down from her high.

Neither spoke. Ben threw one heavy leg over hers and tucked his arm under her head. He gazed into her eyes for a long time, looking deeply, as if he was trying to seek reassurance from her. Eventually his eyelids drooped and he fell into a light doze. Rey soon followed him.

Upon waking, Rey burrowed himself into the warm, soft sheets. She rubbed the remainders of sleep from her eyes to find Ben looking at her with soft eyes filled with love. Rey, her cheeks growing warm under the strength of his adoration, leaned in for a kiss, the kind she wanted to last forever, but after a time she drew back to gaze at the face she loved so much. Ben glided his hand over her skin to her face, brushing a lock of hair away from her forehead. "Have I ever told you I love you?"

Rey felt a smile forming at the corners of her mouth. She would never get tired of hearing him say it. "Uh huh."

Ben's hand had migrated to her hair again, pushing it back from her face. "Well, I do. And you know what?" Rey heard the words before he said them, folding her lips inwards. "I always will." As always, her gaze met his, there was an intensity to it, like his love was kerosene and she was his only flame.

They were jarred out of the warm glow of their mutual love by the rambunctious blaring of a small alarm going off in the main quarters. "Damn." Ben swore as he rolled off the bed and reached for his tunic.

"Ben, what is it?" Rey quickly clambered out of the bed and reached for her own clothes. "What does that alarm mean?"

"It means Sidious' informant is trying to contact him." Ben explained hurriedly. The alarm rotated between about six different annoying noises of varying pitch and volume. "While you were away, I rigged the comms system. Anyone making contact outside the fleet using an unauthorised code would trigger the system and I'd be notified."

Rey's eyes opened wide in astonishment as she quickly pulled on the rest of her clothes. "So, you'll be able to tell who it is?" She asked.

"No." Ben sighed regretfully. "But I'll least be able to find out what console is being used to make the call and find out who would have access to it." He revealed as his eyes met hers again. "And more than that, it will record the whole conversation."

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