My toddler fell asleep early and this chapter appeared. Yeah IDK - this twisted story just wants to exist.
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Trigger warnings ahead: this fic is full throttle Dark Reylo. I am not entirely sure Kylo is redeemable here. He is a different Kylo from the one I write in my other story (gotta update that x.x)
Thank you for reading. Limey times ahead.
Kylo thinks it is a good idea to give her space and time to cool down.
He mulls over her rage and hurt. She is used to outsmarting him and now he has out maneuvered her.
Finally.
It is about damn time. He has ten years on her and far more experience in combat training and the force. He is owed this victory. Her submission to him in the forest is only the first taste of his reward.
Kylo believes she would not have let him take her if she didn't care for him.
If she didn't love him.
He needs to cool down as well - he needs to calm himself and make sure he is control before he faces her again.
Kylo seeks out a private fresher and closes his eyes as hot water hits his chest and steam rises. He can't help but imagine her cunt in front of him, tight and wet. He grips the length of his shaft and moves up and down slowly as his girth swells. In his mind she is on all fours as he pumps in and out of her and his arm braces against the shower wall.
He thinks she is wrong to worry about the implant , or rather, the lack of one. He should come inside, should plant his seed deep inside of her.
A baby will placate her, slow her down. She will have to consider someone else before acting out. The notion of her growing round and everyone knowing it is because of him - the thought makes him come hard.
He's sick - he's so sick to debase her in this way but he can't help it.
Kylo finishes washing and catches his reflection in the mirror. Dark thoughts of family invade his mind.
This is one area he will surpass his grandfather and father in. He will not repeat their failures.
Kylo will be a good father. His heirs will be better and stronger for it.
He has big plans for the two of them but he needs her to want it as badly as he does. Kylo vows not to force her into anything until she is ready.
She will be ready eventually. She has to accept her fate.
The fresher door opens and he steps into the hall.
Before he goes to Rey - it is still surreal that she is here - he contacts the resistance. He informs them that their most powerful force user is in captivity. There will be no negotiations, no trades. There is nothing they can offer him that comes close to what she is worth.
When he recognizes FN-2187 in the background he adds that she is staying in his private quarters.
Unceremoniously he disconnects the communication link.
Kylo is unable to stay away from her for long. He enters the bedroom and surveys the Knight's handiwork.
They have done a fine job binding this perfect, beautiful creature.
Coils of thick rope loop around her body from her chest down to her legs as she sits propped up in the middle of his bed.
Though, if he is honest, he does not care for the gag wound tightly around her mouth.
It is too much.
It occurs to him that she killed Zain and the Knights likely resent her for it. He wishes he had seen Rey take down the Knight - it must have been a spectacular sight.
Rey's fear spikes and she unsuccessfully tries to shift away from him. She manages a small scoot sideways.
The bed dips under Kylo's weight as he sits down next to her.
He lightly removes the gag tied around her head.
"Are you in pain?"
"You play games like a coward." She states and stares resolutely ahead.
Kylo begins unknotting the ropes.
"If you behave I will remove all restraints."
She stiffens as his fingers brush her skin and the ropes fall away. At such close proximity Kylo notices the bruise above her eyebrow, the blood on her knuckles, streaks of dirt on her face. Their connection hides nothing and Kylo feels her fight-or-flight response building.
He needs to settle her down.
"I had to lie, Rey. It was the only way. I am sorry."
"You're delusional," Rey bares her teeth.
"I took no pleasure in hurting you." Kylo's mouth tightens when she refuses to even look at him.
"You have been pining for Ben Solo, but that name means nothing. I have always been Kylo Ren. Why can't you accept that?"
Fresh tears cascade down her cheeks.
He wants her to stop crying.
"Is it what happened in the forest? Don't feel ashamed," he adds, because she does. He senses her belief that he used her body and the violation runs deep.
Kylo presses closer to her.
"I was gentle wasn't I? Respectful. You were so eager. The sounds that came out of you, Rey. I want to hear them again."
"Stop it!" Rey screams and whips around.
Her fists slam into his face and blood pools around Kylo's mouth.
She does not relent.
Pain erupts from the point of impact as she swiftly grasps his head between her hands and brings a knee up to his nose. Crimson leaks from both his nostrils and she lands at punch at his jaw. When she stumbles Kylo seizes her by the forearms tightly. She has always been a wild, scrappy thing.
Rey's eyes narrow in determination as he looms over her.
"You can't hold me here forever. And when I escape you'll pay."
Kylo decides to use her previous words from their desert encounter against her.
"I'd like to see you try."
He lifts an arm to wipe the blood from his face.
He is glad she still has some fight in her.
Kylo escorts her to his personal fresher and pushes her inside.
"After you clean yourself someone will bring you food. You will then spend the night with me."
Kylo doesn't mean it in the way she thinks he does, but that's her punishment for coming at him.
His face is impassive as he leaves.
Breaking her will take longer than he originally thought.