I wrote most of this early on when I committed to making Kylo Ren dark.
It's limey/explicit and I need to give a sexual coercion/non-con trigger warning. It's a bit longer than the usual chapter.
remember this is not a love story O.o
thanks for reading :)
Kylo believes more than ever that it is his destiny to be with Rey.
Raisa informs him that Rey asks about travel - asks if she can accompany the mission to deliver aid to Masix.
It is more than a coincidence, he thinks, that he also intends to pay Masix a visit. He wonders if their connection runs deeper than either of them knows. He wonders if they subconsciously feel each other's intentions and thoughts even as the force bond sleeps.
Kylo cannot will the bond to remain dormant for long. The itch, the tingle that electrifies his veins intensifies as his shuttle makes contact with Masix.
He did not expect Rey to be so brash, so reckless. She shouldn't be here. She is botching his long term plan.
Her lies about the baby's paternity and her rash behavior embolden Kylo to put Rey in her place.
Kylo takes in the planet's capital city. It rests on a massive mesa overlooking the dry environment that stretches for miles.
The streets that once thronged with life are empty.
Gone are the food vendors and the women in their bright clothes selling handmade goods from carts and baskets. Gone are the children who play amongst the crowds with their games and laughter. Gone are the stores with their windows of fine clothing or delicacies. All he finds are dusty streets with only the wind for company.
Kylo knows why. He drives the tip of his saber into the ground as he walks in long brisk strides; sensing that the resistance evacuated as many as they could before the Knights arrive.
Their little humanitarian run turns into a full on evacuation.
This is the Knights territory now - they attempt to set up bases on distant outer rim planets. He orders the stormtroopers to search the buildings and he makes his way to the edge of the mesa.
Kylo senses Rey before he spots her.
Surely she knows he is here?
He peers down the ridge and watches Rey usher citizens into a resistance shuttle craft.
He bites his tongue hard enough to draw blood. The way she endangers herself for others is foolish.
The ground shakes and in the distance smoke billows into the sky. A bomb. He did not give orders to detonate any bombs; it means the Knights have arrived.
He knows he can make it to Rey before they finish boarding.
Kylo begins to slide down the ridge, determined not to let her escape.
As he gains on her, moving closer, he is surprised by the unbroken hostile stare she gives him. She shouts for the evacuees to move faster, to hurry up, and the flicker of panic he feels through the force from her is faint.
She worries for them, not for herself. He frowns. She is supposed to be frightened of him.
Kylo is more than halfway when he raises his hand and wills the force to freeze Rey where she stands.
No you don't.
Rey's message startles him as much as the jolt of energy that rallies through the force. Kylo staggers back as Rey stands with her arm outstretched, blocking his attack.
The force cracks and flashes in agitation. Another bomb goes off, closer this time.
Let us go, Kylo Ren.
Kylo leans into the force, snarling.
You endanger the baby by coming here. By denying the baby it's true parentage.
A third bomb detonates and Kylo watches Rey use her free hand to produce a lightsaber.
You're negligent and reckless, Rey.
Rey bares her teeth from the effort of holding him off.
I'm not afraid to fight you.
Kylo does not hear what she says as he spots a dozen shuttle crafts descending. They do not have First Order or rebel scum insignias. He cannot hold Rey here and fight off the Knights.
Get out of here, Rey.
He drops his hold on the force. He watches Rey slip through his fingers as she runs up the shuttle ramp. They are gone within seconds. He leaves her one last warning.
This is not over.
Kylo means it.
The First Order's confrontation with the Knights is distracted and half hearted. Kylo retreats early, unable to stop himself from reworking his approach with Rey. Kylo mentally compiles an inventory of her weaknesses: compassion, hope, the obsession with keeping families together.
Oh yes, he can use that.
The fear of abandonment. Of others, being abandoned. Trying to save everyone.
Kylo knows her well.
They are strongest when they are together, when he is connected with Rey. He remembers in the forest, their foreheads pressed together, her mouth moaning his name, her hips bucking into him for more. The force humming happily at their union.
She felt it too. She just needs to feel it again. A reminder.
Rey.
He is met with silence.
I am going to tell the resistance the child is mine. I am going to tell them about the force bond.
That draws her attention.
You wouldn't dare. You'll place the baby and me in danger.
He tries to reason.
You're safest with me, Rey. No one here cares who the father is. You put yourself in harms way by deceiving the rebel scum. You know what they will do if they find out.
Kylo pauses. He feels the link fade. She is shutting him out.
I want you to go to bed with me. Willingly. Or I will contact the resistance right now.
Rey laughs, but there is no humor in it.
Not a chance. You're still delusional as ever.
Don't be like that Rey, he coaxes, Some part of you believes I'm not unredeemable. You believe in the good in everyone. Help me. Help me show you that we are strong together. I can sense how lonely you have been. Remember how it felt in the forest?
Kylo fears that she has finally learned to not trust him.
You're a liar.
He winces.
Then you leave me no choice. The resistance will take the baby away.
Rey's dread and horror pollutes the force. Rey, who longs for a family, for belonging. Rey, who was thrown away like trash. She will do anything to keep the baby. He can taste her turmoil.
You have to promise to leave us alone.
You know I can't promise that Rey, Kylo hopes the honesty hooks her in, But I can promise to leave you alone until the baby is born.
Kylo senses her hesitation and holds his breath. He offers a bonus.
I won't abduct children anymore. To turn into stormtroopers. I'll create clones.
You're abhorrent, you know that? To manipulate me this way.
I know I am Rey.
Kylo feels her impenetrable wall cracking. Fear seeps in.
You'll need to prove it first. Return the children you've taken to their families.
His chest tightens. That would cost him 15,841 recently acquired children. He thinks of Rey and concludes it is a small price to pay.
I'll hold you to this, Rey. Change your mind and you know what I'll do.
Kylo shuts down their link before she responds.
Rey.
It is wrong of him to threaten an exhausted pregnant woman. Wrong of him to threaten the removal of her baby, knowing she will error on the side of caution. Will sacrifice her dignity, her self respect to keep their child safe. He knew she would be a good mother.
Kylo hopes he can make her feel differently - that she will remember how she feels for him.
He tries not to get excited. Rey can be cunning.
He needs to prepare for anything.
It takes Kylo a week to return his recent acquisitions - the children - to their respective planets. He does not concern himself with the details of finding the exact parents, but he has returned them.
His generals, officers, and captains are not brave enough to say that it is an unwise move. That creating a clone army has not been attempted for…Kylo can't bring himself to care.
He is getting Rey back tonight.
Kylo warns her before he manifests through the force. It does not matter that they have not touched for a long time through the force - it comes naturally. Kylo appears, his raven hair wild and loose, spilling around his face. His eyes are dark and fathomless when she appears in his chambers.
He knows, on her end, that he appears in her bedroom.
He does not want to waste any time.
Rey's emotions are not easily hidden on her beautiful face. She has grown more beautiful, Kylo thinks, appreciating the new soft lines gracing her body.
Her pain at seeing him is evident in the crease of her lovely brow, at the down-curve of her full lips.
Kylo can't help but want to feel the baby.
"Let me see." He tries to lift her shirt.
"No. I want to get this over with."
She wounds his pride so easily.
Kylo feels the vibration of her unsteady hormones - she is serious.
Fuck.
"You can't really think I'd hurt you. That I'd hurt either of you."
"You have hurt me."
He hoped the hormones would make her weak and emotional but she is...furious.
"I don't want to see your face. I want to forget that it's you."
"Is that right?" Kylo's eyes flash, "If that's the case then get on all fours."
"Do not order me around," her cheeks are flushed.
No, he thinks - she does not get to control this. Kylo looms above Rey so that she has to tilt her head up to meet his eyes.
"I told you to get on all fours," his voice rumbles and he senses how fast her heart beats. He hates the fear she tries to hide in her eyes. His gaze softens.
"Please, Rey."
Rey gives him a frosty glare.
"Turn around," she motions with a finger, "and I'll tell you when you can look."
Kylo sees the sweat gather at her temple and the words sound forced coming from her mouth. He tells himself it is the hormones making her act this way, that he is not coercing her.
Kylo faces the wall. He drops his cloak and unzips his thick tunic. He does not bother to unwrap the black fabric around his arms. His belt hits the floor with a thud. He hears the rustle of sheets and pictures Rey climbing onto the bed.
He thinks of the resolution he made on Dathomir - his resolution to force her to submit to him. Kylo tries to convince himself she deserves it. She owes it to him.
She would not offer her cunt if she did not want this.
He waits a beat until she tells him to turn around.
Kylo is speechless at the sight in front of him. He hasn't touched her yet and she is already wet between her thighs - glistening.
Fucking pregnancy hormones.
He thinks he should have gotten her pregnant a lot sooner.
He tells himself her arousal is because of him.
Kylo fights to keep his labored breathing even as he kneels behind her on the bed. His erection is already thick and heavy. He leans over her, his hand brushing her stomach.
"It turns me on, Rey. You pregnant," he murmurs into her ear, nipping at the bottom lobe. She jerks her head away.
"Don't kiss me. And don't do anything weird, or..." her voice trembles.
"Have I ever been rough with you during sex?" Kylo's warm hands grip her hips.
"Answer me, Rey."
"No."
"That's right. Tell me you want this. You wouldn't have agreed to it otherwise. Admit it." His fingers press into her skin as he nudges her legs apart.
His pride, his ego - he needs her to admit she wants this.
"This is about survival," she says.
Her honest answer makes him flinch.
"You're saying that to hurt me. I can't do this if you're deceiving me again, Rey."
Her plot to use sex to control him is fresh in his mind.
Why can't he do the same to her, he muses darkly.
She says nothing. Kylo is glad he cannot see her face because he senses her anxiety spike as he prepares to enter her.
He tries a different approach.
"Tell me if it's too much, Rey. Tell me to stop if it doesn't feel good."
It's hollow reassurance, and Kylo feels Rey's dismay that she has no choice if she wants to protect her child.
He makes a vow to be better to her when this is over. First, he needs to have her.
Kylo's body covers hers as he eases into her from behind. It is easy because she is ripe and open, wet and ready for him. It is better than he anticipates, taking her in this position. He pumps into her and he sees Rey knuckling the sheets. He likes this view; him above her, watching himself sliding in and out of her heat.
He runs a hand down the length of her spine.
"Say it." he demands without breaking his tempo.
"What?" She rasps. Their damp bodies press tightly against each other as they move in rhythmic unison.
"That I've claimed you in a way no one else can."
"You don't own me," the words come out sounding like a whimper.
Kylo covers her completely and laces his fingers with hers. He keeps fucking her slow and deep, pacing himself.
"You've claimed me too, you know," he says.
He does not expect her to do what he commands, not this time. But she does not have to work so hard at being quiet, does not have to try and mute the pleasure he feels building inside her.
Kylo works to expose that pleasure.
He increases his pace, hitting something deep inside her, over and over, knowing through their link that if her mind is not responding to this, that at least her body is.
"Slow down," she squeezes his hand hard.
Kylo knows she is trying to deny him the satisfaction of making her climax.
He does not slow down.
"Come on Rey. Let go. Come with me."
She can't stop the gush of liquid that floods between her thighs.
"Fuck, Rey," Kylo groans in response and pushes in to the hilt. He continues lightly thrusting after he comes.
Rey turns around and presses her legs together when he retreats. She covers herself with the blanket and he senses her embarrassment. Her shame and disgust.
Kylo frowns. What they share isn't meant to be shameful, isn't meant to make her feel disgusting.
He should kiss her, comfort her, hold her.
But now, he is afraid to touch her.
He is afraid this went all wrong.
"Rey," he says, voice deep and choked sounding, "I don't know how to love very well."
Kylo gently angles her chin up, searching her eyes.
"You need to know that I love you. Everything I've done is because I love you. I need you by my side. Please. I've never been so desperate to have you be mine."
He's resorts to begging. He throws his pride out the window and he begs.
Rey's eyes are glassy and her hair frames her face as she shakes her head.
"No, Kylo. This isn't love. You're not capable of love. If you think you are, then stick to your word for once. Help me keep the baby safe. People will use and hurt him if they know you're the father. If they know about the force bond. You've gotten want you want from me. Leave us alone."
Rey disconnects the force link. Just like that.
She is gone.
Kylo finds himself alone in his chambers.
His bed - his mattress - it is a fucking mess.
He is a fucking mess.
Nothing he does is good enough for Rey. She rebukes him if he is cruel, rebukes him if he is kind.
Fine, he resolves bitterly.
If that's how she wants this to play out. She has to know he will never abandon their child.
His son.
Kylo is numb from shock at Rey's slip. All this time she hid the fact that he will have a son. An heir.
Rey does not get to make the decision to cut him out of his son's life.
Kylo will contact as many resistance bases as he can. He will inform them Rey the scavenger lies, that it is his child she carries. That she is bound to him through the force. The resistance will deliver her to him or he will launch an all out attack.
Kylo is willing to bet they will trade one person for the lives of many. Especially when that person is a traitor. Let them search her and find his seed between her thighs - they will never trust her again. No one from the resistance will come to Rey's rescue this time.
He is sorry it has to be this way.
The only way to have her, to have both of them, is by brute force.
Kylo cocks his head to the side when he senses her presence.
You don't think I can't sense your betrayal?
Rey's voice comes through the force loud and clear.
I am on my way to tell your mother everything. You will never have us.
Kylo feels the connection shut down. It is not the firm close he has experienced before - it is resolute and empty. He can't feel her at all.
Nothing.
Frenzied and unhinged, Kylo almost trips as he runs to contacts the resistance.
His mother is one person. Even if Rey gains her sympathy the rest of the resistance will not.
This is what he tells himself.