Rey is pulled into her delicious dark dream with Kylo/Ben. He tempts her with the dark side and she wonders how much more she can take.
The air is thick, my heart pounding against my rib cage and my body tingles. His hands are rough against my skin, his palms gliding across the slick mounds of my breasts. His fingers pluck my nipples, the tips aching for the gentle lash of his tongue. His mouth is hot against my throat, his teeth scraping the slope of my jaw. He knocks my legs apart, settling between my slick thighs, his hair framing my face like a thick black curtain. He presses against my core, his cock straining beneath the cloth of his sleep pants. I want to resist, to throw him across the room but I can't. His body sings to mine and my blood pulsates beneath my skin. He trails wet kisses down my chest, his tongue circling my nipple before suckling harshly, his eyes locked on my face. I trace the scar on his cheek, a twinge of guilt pushing through the fog of lust. He bites down, his teeth sinking into the supple flesh of my breast and I gasp. His hand blazes a fiery trail down my stomach and I buck up to meet his palm. He cups me and I sigh, my eyes fluttering closed. His fingers push past my folds, my body welcoming the calloused digits. After so many nights of the torturous pleasure my body aches to be filled, my core spasming when he leaves me empty, and my heart more confused than ever. His fingers are quick and nimble as they stroke deep inside me. I surge up, my body aflame for the release it craves, my addiction to him becoming harder to contain.
"Please Ben." My head thrashes from side to side, my mind unable to form more than a single sentence. Bright flashes of images bombard my mind and I gasp. I close my eyes and lose myself in the incredibly erotic visions. Ben holding me down as he fucks me, his body blanketing my smaller frame. His teeth tearing open my flesh as he drains himself inside me, my core sticky with his release. The bruises from his hands as he tosses me around before mounting me from behind. His fingers graze the rough bundle of nerves at the top of my mound and it's all too much. I scream my release, my body shaking and my eyes rolling back into my head. Ben thrusts his hips against me, the hot splash of his seed soaking my center as he groans and trembles above me.
"I know what you crave little one. I can see it inside my mind, feel the consuming longing. I feel it to Rey, I want to be inside you, make you scream my name to the heavens above. Make you mine." Ben growls, his voice raspy. My legs shake and I wrap my arms around him, giving in to the madness that is us, if only for a moment. His thoughts push into my mind, us together ruling side by side. The wall he so carefully constructs is down, allowing for the thoughts he keeps hidden, to spill forth. I catch faint glimpses of Ben Solo, my sweet, scared man who hides beneath Kylo Ren. I can sense a fierce longing inside him, and I urge it forward, spreading my thoughts of the light side of the force. Ben seems to soak them up as if starved, before they are pushed out, replaced by the dark, delicious , addicting thoughts. Kylo shows me all the power we could wield as the supreme couple and the darkness within me preens, enjoying the exposure. I can feel our time together coming to an end and the inevitable pitch from Kylo. I push him off me, gentle with my dismissal. He rolls to his side, his hand stroking my stomach.
"We could truly be together Rey, if only you would join me. Rule by my side as my queen." He says the same thing every night we spend together and every night it gets harder to say no. I've learned to fight the darkness within me but Ben calls to me, my soul incomplete without his. We are bonded, our minds permanently fused together, our thoughts no longer private but instead shared freely between us. I have to fight to block him out but sometimes I let the barrier slip, my soul crying out to be connected with his. He to, keeps a wall between us, hiding Ben behind it, trying his best to be Kylo Ren, supreme leader of the galaxy but I see deeper, and I have faith that one day I will dig deep enough to free his true self. To heal the darkness within him and the pain that surrounds his fragile heart. I sit up in the massive bed, the silk sheets soft against my sensitive skin.
"We could truly be together Ben, if you accept the light and join me." Usually my words seem to fall on deaf ears but tonight is different. He sprawls on his back, his face pensive. I place my hand on his chest, keeping my movements slow and gentle, lest I spook him. He holds my hand to his skin and looks at me, his eyes conflicted. No sooner does he allow me a look inside, does his walls come back up. He pushes me to my back and leans over me, a smirk on his plump lips. He skims my collarbone, his breath hot against my slick skin. Ben is gone, replaced by Kylo Ren and my heart thumps against my ribs. I loathe to admit it but I find myself falling deeper into both of his parts, his light and his dark side. He catches my train of thought and sinks his teeth into my skin, leaving marks for me to obsess over later.
"Join me Rey and I can make all of your wishes come true. We will be the ultimate power couple, no one in the galaxy would ever tear us apart." I want to hold him close, to lose myself in his arms but I have to stay strong. I push him aside and sling my legs over the side of the bed.
"I'm leaving." I pull my night shift over my sticky skin and pull my hair back from my face. Kylo lays on his side, his naked body on display, and my core clenches. He catches my hand and leans up, his eyes soft.
"I will see you tomorrow in your dreams Rey. I'll be thinking of you." He brushes a small kiss to my palm and the room around me dissolves, replaced by the smaller, more frugal space of my hut. My skin itches with sweat and the sheets are tangled around my legs. I hug my knees to my chest and close my eyes. My heart aches, with what I'm uncertain. I feel like a piece of me is missing and I'm not sure how much longer I can go on without it.
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Kylo/Ben's POV:
I sit up in my bed, the air around me smelling like Rey. I can still taste her on my tongue and my body hums with pleasure. If I close my eyes I can almost feel her beneath me, her body shaking as she comes apart in my arms. I showed her too much tonight, allowing her light to slide inside and I ache with the loss of her. My heart yearns for Rey and I want her by my side. If she would join me we could kill Palpatine and rule together. A tiny wiggle of a thought creeps in, asking why I don't join her? Why don't I cast aside the darkness and embrace the light? The most forbidden thought, the one I never allow myself to think about, except when I am alone and feeling at my most confused, what if I did join the light, join Rey? I imagine us together, fighting to heal the galaxy, to protect its people and warmth spreads through my chest. A frosty shiver trails down my spine and I rub my eyes. Even I don't have the answer to that question and that is one of the only things that truly frighten me.