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Jayden awoke to the feeling of soft, warm flesh pressed against him. He was underneath a smaller body, one laying atop him. Surprised by the sensation and unable to recall the events of the night before, Jayden quickly gathered his senses and looked down... instantly recognizing the blue and white striped montrals resting on his chest.

"Ahsoka?" He softly wondered in surprise. The young Togruta stirred, slowly waking up. She looked up at him and smiled, her crystal blue eyes shining as she reached up to give him a soft kiss.

"Hey Jayden." She whispered, still smiling. Ahsoka then sat up, straddling him with her legs trapping him, the covers sliding off to reveal her bare naked body.

"Well now..." Jayden mused as a grin quickly grew across his face, "I could get used to waking up to this." Ahsoka giggled at his comment.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah..." He whispered, hands sliding up her legs until they settled on her hips. "You sleep well?" He asked.

"Yeah..." She replied, bending over until they were nose to nose. "Best I've ever had." She whispered in a low voice, tapping his chest in time with her words. Jayden lightly chuckled, looking his love up and down.

And then he blinked... and the beautiful Togruta suddenly transformed into her dark and twisted self with pale skin and amber eyes. Jayden shook his head in shock, fear immediately coursing through his veins.

"Ahsoka?!" He gasped, voice ripe with fear. The darkened Ahsoka cackled and sat up.

"You're such a monster! It will never work out between us!" She growled with a wicked smile on her face. Suddenly, her lightsaber appeared in her hand and she ignited it, turning the green blade to thrust it through his chest.

"AHSOKA!" Jayden screamed, raising his hands in defence...

Jayden awoke with loud gasp, sweat clinging to his brow. His shoulders heaved as he panted for breath, the nightmare fading away now that he was wide awake. He quickly realized he was still in his room, in his bed and that Ahsoka was nowhere to be found.

And she likely wasn't her dark and twisted self.

"Sithspit..." He rumbled, running a hand through his hair as he tried to calm down. He performed a few breathing exercises to help regulate himself... but knew he needed to push those images out of his mind first.

Why did his subconscious have to be like this?

Jayden ran a hand through his now shortened hair, having cut it not too long after the events of the Citadel. Now his hair was short with the sides of his head shaved, forming a mohawk out of the hair at the top of his head, tapering off into a point at the nape of his neck.

"Again." Jayden muttered. Ever since Mortis, he has had similar nightmares of him and Ahsoka, who would then turn into the dark and twisted Ahsoka under the Son's control. Jayden didn't know whether this was an act of the Force or something caused from his experience on Mortis.

Jayden took deep breaths. "She's alive, Jayden. She's alive and well. She's not that corrupted version anymore..."

Feeling more relaxed at what he repeated, Jayden fell back onto the bed, sweat over his upper exposed body since he was dressed in nothing but a pair of black shorts.

However, he was unaware that he wasn't the only one having trouble sleeping due to nightmares.

Bound and gagged, Ahsoka could see nothing around her. The darkened room in which she awoke was pitch black, save for the single light that illuminated her. Her hands were cuffed together, raised over her head by chains attached to the roof of this place. A kind of cloth keep a gag in place, keeping her from speaking but exposing her lips. She gave a few muffled noise of protest as she strained against her bonds, only to realize that they had also cut off her connection to the Force.

She was helpless.

"Comfortable, my dear?" Recognizing that voice, Ahsoka looked out into the gloom and saw Darth Khan's expressionless visor mask approaching her. He drew close, very close. "Glad to see you're awake. This would've been harder to do if you were still out cold." He commented. Ahsoka struggled against her bonds, trying to get him to help her out of this.

"Mm! Mmm mm?" She tried to say, the gag limiting her speech. But it appeared that Jayden had a vastly different idea in mind. His gloved hand reached out and he started to gently caress her cheek, eyeing her with an almost predatory gaze despite the mask covering his real eyes. "Mmm?"

"Bound and helpless... I wouldn't have you any other way." He mused in a low voice. He then took off his mask, revealing just his mouth and nose under the hood. Suddenly taking hold of her head, Jayden passionately kissed her. Ahsoka was instantly frozen to the spot, taken aback as she felt overwhelmed by the unexpected move. When he retreated, leaving her panting for air, Jayden removed her gag. "Try to relax, my dear... you might just enjoy this." He whispered.

"J-Jayden?" She wondered with a stammer.

"I've waited too long for this to be stopped now..." He growled in a low voice, parting his duster as he did. "And now that I have you here, like this... nothing's gonna stop me."

Ahsoka awoke with a start, breathing heavily and covered in a light sheen of sweat. The dream had been so vivid, too vivid for her liking. As she calmed down and realized she was still in her bed and, most importantly, not bound, she breathed a sigh of relief as she held her head in her hands.

"What the kriff was that?!" She wondered aloud, very concerned by what she had seen.

Jayden... ready to force himself upon her...

"Why would I even dream about that? This better not be some kind of Force vision!" If this was the future... Force, she didn't even want to think about that possibility. "But... why? Just... Just because he k-kissed me?" She inquired, pondering if this was connected to the incident on Lola Sayu where Jayden had stolen a kiss. "I mean... it did f-feel good." She added in a quiet voice. Having never been kissed before, Jayden was right, he was her first kiss. And to actually feel one... it kind of blew her mind.

But would a kiss truly lead to this? Why would she dream of this to begin with...?

Unless she was afraid that Jayden might try to go even further with her, now emboldened by what she had allowed him.

"No... No, this... th-this can't be right." She determined, more than a little shaken by the nightmare. That was out of character for Jayden.

He wouldn't do that to her... would he?"

"Get over it, Ahsoka. It's nothing. Just a bad dream..." She convinced herself. Laying back down and turning over, Ahsoka desperately tried to go back to sleep... but her constant worry about the desires of her subconscious made that just about impossible.

Neither Jayden nor Ahsoka realized that they were both experiencing nightmares featuring each other, both of them rather... suggestive in nature. While neither of them could tell if this was an act of the Force or not, they both knew that there was something amiss within these dreams. And yet the similarity of them seemed to hint at something about their future.

They had yet to experience it, but their destinies were interwoven, their lives eventually heading towards the same path. And they had no idea how unfolding events would bring them closer together...

And that's it for this chapter everyone. I hope you all enjoyed it as well as the drama, romance and tension between Jayden and Ahsoka.

Next up will be the Padawan lost arc in which Jayden and Ahsoka find themselves part of the Trandoshan hunting game.