Kylo Ren's P.O.V.

Storming out of my ship, my frustration leaves my body by the presences of Anakia. Her force surrounds me the moment I step onto base, as if she's waiting for me. I didn't get the part of the map I needed but I have the pilot who know's where it's at which leave my temper at bay. I watch the prisoner being guided to the interrogation cell; I'll deal with him later, but for now I'm going straight to my room. It's been days since I've seen Anakia and I feel a pull to see her, to be near her. Walking toward the elevator, I sense her presences closer than it should be because I know she should be in my room. Glancing up at the long window that should be on my bedroom wall, I feel her force surrounding it like a barrier. Smiling in my mask, I know she's watching me from the window; of course she'd be there waiting for my return.

Turning back to the elevator, I get in and wait for it to reach for the level my room's on. I feel my patients run thin from just waiting to get on the right story level. I've missed her on my mission but I haven't been able to dwell on it; I had priorities to be mindful of until now. I know my responsibilities to the First Order but I have my personal responsibility and desire for Anakia, which I find needs more attention at the moment of arriving. Since bringing her to my room, I haven't spent a day without seeing her and I'm feeling it effecting me now. I know it's not right for me to have this attachment to her, but she's the one exception I'm allowed to have. It's the only exception Snoke and I agreed on when joining him. Once the elevator opens on my level, I stride out as if I'm still on a mission.

I can feel Anakia's force completely in the hall, it's somehow grown since I've left and it has me wandering why. It might be Snip's force in the mix, but I feel as if it's not the reason, since the cat doesn't have twice the strength Ani has with the force. I'm passing through groups of troopers as I get closer to my door. They move out of my way easily, giving me the middle of the hall to walk on. Reaching my door, I use the force to open it while taking off my helmet. As soon as I step past the doorway, I feel arms wrap around my neck and a warm body against me. I drop my helmet to the side as the door shuts behind me and my arms wrap around Anakia's waist. I press my head in the crook of her neck and squeeze her tightly in my arms.

I feel rejoiced by how affectionally she's welcoming me back, she's never reacted this way when I've returned to my room. Smiling into her neck, I kiss it lightly and lift her off her feet to hold her in our embrace. I feel her sighing into my neck and cling onto my back as her feet dangle in the air. Her soft sounds only make me want to bring her closer, but I don't think it's possible without stripping our clothes off. Which I wouldn't mind doing just to be closer to her. Dropping her back to the ground so she can stand on her feet, I pull away somewhat to look at her. My hands are still around her waist when I lift my head to meet her gaze, but the moment my eyes see her face, my content expression drops immediately.

"I've missed you... I think Snips even missed you as well."

Anakia gleams up at me but I'm not looking at her smile or eyes, I'm staring at her bruised face. She has two marks on either side of her face, one's swollen and red, the other is purple and green with scrapes. My anger that had just died from her presence consumes me once again at the sight. A hand on her waist goes to grab her jaw; she peers down to my chest when realizing I'm inspecting the marks. Her expression appears as if she knew I was eventually going to do so. Looking back into her eyes, I roar in a stunned tone, all the affection gone from my body.

"What the hell happened?!"

"A different stormtrooper, not the usual one, came to deliver a dress the day after you left." Anakia explains as if she doesn't want to do this right now, like she rather talk about something more enjoyable than this. I can't though, not when her face's ruined. No one notify me which they should have done immediately. Her hands run down my chest while glancing up in my eyes, adding more, "He was more rougher than the other one... He pointed his blaster at Snips. I moved it so he wouldn't shoot her and things got out of hand. He hasn't come back since it happened... No one has actually..."

"What do you mean no one has?" I spit out, feeling myself become livid at what has happened in only three days without me here. I then notice Snips standing on my foot; for once she's peering up happily to see me; I frown in worry. Searching Ani's body for anymore wounds, she answers my question, tired of this conversation. "I mean no one had fed Snips or I since what happened. No one has brought me clothes since either-" Seeking her eyes in utter shock that she's serious, I spin around and move to unlock my door. The next moment Anakia ducks under my arm to get between me and the keypad. Her hands slip up to my neck and she pleads in almost a begging tone that I've never heard, "Don't leave just yet to deal with that. You just came back-"

"Anakia, you haven't eaten in days. They hurt you." I declare like it's no question I'm not handling with this now. I lift my foot to get Snips to slide off it, and I grab Anakia's wrists to pull away from my neck. Her expression forms into a pitiful one because I'm going to leave again. I rest my hand on her cheek, away from the bump, while declaring, "I won't tolerate this, Ani. You're mine. I'm dealing with this now. Who was the stormtrooper? Tell me."

"I don't who he was..." She sighs, dropping my hands, knowing there's no stopping me from leaving now, "He said his orders were from this man- General Hux-"

"I'll be back."

I point at her as if it's set in stone and use the force to bring my helmet into my palm. Opening up my door, I see her expression drop into something glum from me leaving her again by herself. I can sense how lonely she's been without me or anyone else coming to the see her. I regret ruining her mood of seeing me again temporarily because of this; she had been over the moon at the sight of me. I'd do anything for her to respond to me that every time. But how could I not deal with this now though; the aftermath of what happened is all over her cheeks? They've dealt with it by pretending she doesn't exist. I won't wait to do this, not when I'll be staring at her cheeks, reminding me until I do. My face relaxes a little at her big sad eyes and I take a step toward her, kissing the corner of her mouth; I seek her eyes mumbling.

"Hey, I missed you too, Angel. This won't take long, you'll have me for the rest of the night after this."

~An Hour Later~

"I can't believe you suggested that, Ani."

"He pointed his blaster at Snip!" Anakia giggles embarrass, "I was probably as mad as you get."

"Hm." I smirk, rubbing my hand over her hip. "I'd like to see that."

"You have, Kylo."

Grinning ear to ear, Ani smirks proudly of herself; but I roll my eyes playfully, knowing she's talking about her first night in his room. We're laying in bed with a discarded tray on my nightstand; Snip is by her empty food bowl, passed out with an enormous belly. We're both laying on our sides facing one another. Ani's head's laying on my pillow; I'm resting on my elbow, peering down at her. I'm in nothing but my sleep shorts and she's in a long white nightgown that has long slits on either side of her hips. She's tapping her fingers on my abdomen as we talk, while I brush my hand up her waist, down to her thigh. My fingers will feel her bare skin just as it gets to the opening of a slit on her thigh. Watching her with such admiration, I blurt out with a smile dancing on my lips.

"I'd give anything to see you tell him off, Angel."

"I bet you would." Anakia chuckles with her eyes glancing to my chest, "If it ever happens again you'd probably do it for me though."

"I would." I sigh with a relaxed gaze on her figure, "I did, tonight."

Anakia's smile breaks a little before appearing back up to me. After I had left earlier; I dealt with Hux and the stormtrooper that hurt Anakia, along with having a medic come to my room for her. They helped with bringing down the swelling and color. Now one cheek is a little bigger than the other and the cheek with the marks is faded in a pink color. I made it clear to Hux that Anakia's not his prisoner; they can't handle her how they want to. I brought it to their attention: she's my responsibility and under my care, not imprisonment anymore by them, only me. It took a dramatic scene, but I finally got it through his thick skull that Anakia can't be starved or hurt.

I had to remind him if he wants her loyalty to the First Order, he will not get it that way. Once I dealt with him, I got her a clean nightgown and food for both Snips and her. She's spent the last hour eating and telling me all of how it went down to the very last word. When her tray's finished, Anakia has stayed by my side, enjoying my attention. It's very easy to give her my attention when she's not angry with me or upset. She's been nothing but affection toward me since my return, and I plan on appreciating it for as long as I can. Who knows when's the next time she'll get agitated with me.

"Thank you..." Ani murmurs sheepishly with a soft smile; my lips crack a smile from her soft action. She's acting like she would back at the Temple and I feel consumed by her tenderness. Fidgeting with the fabric around her waist, I mumble in the same volume as her, "I might just have to bring you everywhere I go from now on."

"Hm." Anakia lets out a single giggle before whispering, "You just want to bring me everywhere because you hate being apart from me."

"I did miss you." I agree with her and tilt my head, watching her mischievous expression. Her surrounding force is so inviting at the moment I want nothing more to pull her closer. Biting her bottom lip, smiling, her eyes roam my face before mumbling, "You did, didn't you?"

"I did." I nod, watching her scoot closer to my chest. Anakia eyes have nothing but mischief playfulness and I welcome this side of her more than anything. Her hand on my chest rises to my hair, and she twirls it around her finger; I see a gaze in her eyes that I remember since we were 16 as she teases, "Aw, The big bad Kylo Ren missed me."

"I truly did..." I smirk at her lighthearted banter as my hand holds her waist more possessively, "... I missed everything about you."

Her cheeks grow pink and I feel the need to tell her what I missed that about her, too. I feel her toes skim down the front of my calf, without thought my hand on her hip slides down to her thigh to pull that leg closer to me. There's a pause of silence as we watch one another, and I feel at peace from everything. Her hand leaves my hair and advances to the crook of my neck as she requests with utter affection in her tone, "Don't stop." I frown slightly, confused by what she's talking about, and ask curiously, "Stop what?" Her hand rubs down my shoulder and her eyes glance to my chest when answering, "Telling me how much you miss me."

"Oh, I see." I grin in surprise with a low laugh of her wish and pull her closer. Tugging her leg over mine, I lean my head to her ear, whispering, "I missed you." She hums in approval, and my grin brightens against her ear. Kissing her neck, I mumble again in an indistinct murmur, "I missed you more than food, so much I could eat you instead..." I nip at her shoulder and she laughs, encouraging me more. I feel her hands slide to my neck again and lock together around me. Not able to help myself, my hand slips under her nightgown to hold her waist as I continue, "I missed how you prop yourself over my bed to look out the window." I lean over her then and rest between her thighs, pulling away from her shoulder to look down at her; I smirk and whisper, "I even miss your little attitudes toward me."

"Don't worry," she smirk's below me and I feel her move her legs apart more for me to settle between better, "I'll probably have one tomorrow for you."

"Please don't." I blurt out quickly, making her bust out laughing. I chuckle with her and my hand rises just below her breast to hold her with care. Kissing the corner of her lips, I mumble against her cheek, "I want you like this more often."

"Like what?" I her hear the question and just by her tone I can tell she's flustered in my grasp. Getting up to sit on my knees between her thighs, my hand under her dress runs to her thigh and squeezes. I raise an eyebrow knowing we both know the answer to that but I respond anyway to her question, "More delightful." Using my free hand, I grab the front of her long nightgown and move it over one of her legs so it's not between us anymore. I then use that hand to massage her other thigh while my gaze roams her body as I include, "More willing." I hear her catch her breath and smirk knowingly before continuing with my handing, massaging her firmer than before. "More aroused."

"I'm not aroused, Kylo."

"Anakia, I've known you long enough to know." I tease with my hands rising on her thighs more possessively, tugging her closer to my lower half I mock with a cocky gaze, "But please, tell me more on how you're not."

Her expression stays stiff but her eyes show her desire, her aura is so loud on telling me what she wants, nothing she could say out loud could change my mind on how she feels. Her conscious mind is the only one in conflict with what it wants from me, and I know it's only a matter of time. I want her to decide quicker. Anymore of this affectionate Anakia and I don't know if I will hold it together. I've been holding it together for her sake since our time on Yavin 4. I watch her eyes run down my body and lean over her again. Hovering over her, I rest my hand beside her head to support me and lean forward. Memories of her dream of us in the shower comes into mind and my eyes droop down to her lips. I lower myself closer to her when she doesn't respond to me. I hear her swallow and one of her thighs moves just an inch up my waist. That's all the reassurance I needed to bring myself to her lips.

Pressing my lips down on hers, I instantly push my tongue past them and groan. I hear her whimper and unconsciously grip her thigh tighter. I put more weight in my lower half onto hers and tilt my head to deepen our kiss. My tongue roams her mouth, tasting all the fruit she has just eaten. I knew the moment I tried for a kiss it was a mistake; I want more than just that, but she won't give it to me tonight. Feeling blood rush down from my head, I rub my hand up her thigh under her nightgown. My hand stops just above her breast, and I allow myself to brush my thumb over her nipple. It's hard as a rock and I growl for more of her; I pry her mouth open more demandingly for my tongue to taste her. I feel her petite hands roam my chest before settling on my shoulders. Knowing she'll shove me away from her any moment, I lift my head from hers and begin kissing down her neck in appreciation. Hoping she won't reject me as quickly as last time, I purr against her skin, "I missed how this as well... Having your petite body around mine again."

"Kylo..." I hear her shudder underneath me as I continue to leave open mouth kisses down her chest. When I reach the top of her nightgown, I glance up at her and find her watching me with eyes consumed with her lust. Her mind seems to lose the battle to stop me and surrendering, but it's not gone yet. Keeping my eyes on hers, I remove my hand from under her dress and raise it to the strap on her shoulder. Not breaking eye contact, I push it over her shoulder, kissing her skin again I gently drag the side of her dress down to show me more skin to kiss.

I nip a lick at each newly naked skin appearing to me. I hear her let out a shaking breath as I pull her dress down enough for one of her breasts to become exposed. Sensing she's wanting to stop me from continuing any further, I instantly run my tongue over her entire nipple and bring it into my mouth. Ani gasps as I twirl my tongue around the center and curves her back into me. I bite down lightly just as I feel her hand go through my hair; she mumbles in a quivering tone, "Kylo, I can't let this happen-"

"I know... Angel, I know." I breathe out against her breast, I grab her hand attempting to push me away and shove it into the mattress above her head before demanding, "Just give me one more moment to have you."

Sucking her nipple more persistently, I used my free hand to hold thigh securely around my waist to keep myself pressed against her center. Letting my teeth scrap against her nipple, I hear her moan lightly above me. I can sense she's felt nothing like this before. Who else would she allow to touch her in this manner? I've been the only man in her life, the only man she's cared for before. I know she wants to experience more pleasure in this way with me but the conflict in her mind it still knocking her to reality. I've been with other women throughout the years of being apart from Anakia, but none of them could compare to her. I've craved none of them, like I do with her. None of them had me this desperate to just have another minute with them in this way.

Biting her nipple, I swirl my tongue once more around her sensitive nub before letting her leave my mouth. Lifting my head to hers, I devour her mouth hungrily and she groans in response to my swift action. I pry her lips open once more to taste her and the second later I force myself away from her before I unconsciously try for more. My hand holding hers above her releases and I use it to pull her dress up to cover her breast. Ani's breathing slightly heavier than usual, gawking at her as I feel the eagerness to have my way with her even with her refusing. I long to rip her nightgown and see her again utterly naked underneath me. Her eyes watch me like I'll do something else any second, but all I do is slide lay beside her. I wrap an arm around her, tug her back to my chest; she sighs in relief and relaxes in my embrace.

"One of these days you won't ask to stop, Ani." I murmur in hair as I try to contain my selfish needs, "When you do you'll have no doubt of what you want."

"What if that day never comes?" Anakia whispers nervously, and I feel her toes back on my ankles. Kissing her back, I move my hand to the breast I gave no attention to and wrap my hand entirely around it. Squeezing it with intention, I feel her buck back into me, pressing her bottom into my groin from surprise. Her breath catches from feeling my hard bulge against her ass. Chuckling into her back, I answer with no doubt in my mind, "Ani, you want that day to come."