Don't wait for Truth

To come and Blind us

Let's just Believe their lies

She extinguished her saber, causing Leia's body to slump to the ground. A shockwave reverberated through the Bond. Rey threw her head back, and laughed.

Kylo lost control of his desire. He managed to clip his saber to his belt before grabbing her shoulders, turning her, and kissing her for all he was worth. Her saber fell to the floor with a loud clang as she responded in kind, her hands coming up to roam his chest.

With a short flick of his hand, he closed the door behind them. His hands caressed the sides of her breasts before going over her waist to cup her bum. He easily picked her up and Rey immediately wrapped her legs around him as he walked them towards the table in the center of the room.

He groaned as her nails scratched his scalp and neck. Her heels dug into the backs of his thighs, pulling him impossibly close.

"Kylo," she moaned as he moved his kisses to nip at her neck.

He pulled at her shirt, at whatever piece of fabric he could rid her of. He wanted to tear all the rest of it apart, have her naked in front of him, but realised that they were still in the middle of a battle.

"Kylo," she moaned again as he squeezed her breast through her bindings.

He looked down at her, looked at the fire burning in her eyes, the dilated pupils, and the way her chest was heaving with every breath. It ripped another wanton growl from him.

"Kylo," she said for a third time, staring him in the eye. "Take me. Make me yours."

All reason left him at her words. He was sure he could hear fabric tear as he roughly pulled down her pants. His thumb brushed her clit as it moved back up and Rey gasped in surprise, arching her back. He wouldn't have that, wouldn't allow her to look anywhere else but at him, so he cupped her face and kissed her again.

With his free hand, he opened the buttons of his own pants, freeing his already painfully hard erection. The moment it came into contact with her wet slit, they both hissed. Rey buried her hands in his hair again, pulling it hard. In response, he buried himself inside her with one, strong move.

Sharp pain flashed across their Bond and for a moment, he stilled. Rey breathed hard, but she seemed to revel in it as she groaned low in the back of her throat. Grinning at her, he hesitated no longer and started moving. She moaned again, eyes closed in rapture.

He set a quick, almost punishing pace, murmuring the words 'mine, mine, mine' like a litany. Her sighs and moans grew louder, her movements syncing with his. She occasionally murmured his name, along with 'more', 'yes', and guttural moans.

He was surprised at how quickly she became undone around him. Her nails buried themselves in the back of his neck and a long moan escaped her lips. He quickened his pace, feeling her walls clamp down on him, chasing his own release, and roaring another 'Mine!' as he, too, exploded.

"Yours," Rey breathed in the aftermath, her head resting on his chest while he softened inside her. "I'm yours."

"Yes," he answered, equally out of breath, "my queen." Finally!

After some time, he stepped back. A small sound of protest escaped Rey as he slid out of her.

"Later, my queen," he said. "Later we can do it again. I'll show you desire, make you beg for it."

He smirked as she shivered at his promise. Tearing a piece of cloth from one of the dead people's shirts, he handed it over to her so she could clean up. She took some time getting properly dressed again and he merely stared at her. His. Finally his.

"Let's get this over with so I can take you back," he murmured. "To where you belong."

She gave him a wide smile, picking up her saber before walking over. "Let's."

Kylo smiled back at her and draped his cloak around her shoulders.

"There," he said, "now everybody knows whose side you're on."

He opened the door and found two Troopers standing on the other side. They looked from him to Rey and back, but didn't say a word.

"Report to Hux and have him spread the word; the Resistance is dead. Then collect the bodies in this room for display."

They walked through the base, easily dispatching the last groups of fighting Resistance. It was easy to see when word started spreading: Troopers gained more spirit while that of the freedom fighters suddenly left them. By the time they walked back out of the mountain base, the Troopers were busy rounding up the last surviving Resistance members.

Kylo put a hand at the small of Rey's back and guided her to the prisoners. Some of the fools looked at Rey with hope in their eyes; most of them had the decency to look confused or scared.

"Look at them," he said to her. "Look at the pathetic lot that managed to shackle you."

"But I'm free now," she answered, looking at him. "You freed me."

"Hmm," he agreed. "What do you want to do with them?"

"You're letting me decide?"

"Yes."

She looked back at the weary men and women, that wicked smile he was coming to love more and more stretching her lips.

"Kill them all." With that, she turned her back on them and looked up at him, completely ignoring the cries of horror that rose from the prisoners. "Weren't we going home?"

Kylo huffed a laugh. "So we were."

He guided her to his shuttle—which had doubled as the control center during the battle—where they encountered Hux.

"Why is she still alive?" the ginger blurted out.

Immediately he found two sabers ignited towards his neck. His eyes widened in fear.

"Let me see," Rey said, tilting her head. "Ginger hair, about to piss himself in fear—is this the one and only general Hux?"

Kylo hummed in agreement. "Do you question me, general Hux?" he spoke threateningly.

"No! No! Supreme Leader, I don't. I made a mistake!"

"Have you forgotten your place?"

"I apologise! I apologise! I made a mistake out of surprise! Please believe me, Supreme Leader! It will not happen again."

"Do you think it's me you should be apologising to?"

Hux blinked in confusion before hastily turning towards Rey, almost burning himself in the process. "I apologise, uhm, Miss-"

"Queen."

"Excuse me, Supreme Leader? I fear I do not understand you."

"You will call her 'my queen'."

"Of course, Supreme Leader." He turned back towards Rey. "My queen, I apologise for my rude behaviour. I heard the rumours of you fighting at our Supreme Leader's side, but I dared not believe that we had gained such a powerful ally."

"He lies to me," Rey said to Kylo, not taking her eyes from the trembling Hux. "I don't think he likes me."

"I do! I do!" Hux was quick to assure her. "My queen, let me be of service."

Laughter bubbled through the Bond even though Rey's face remained passive. She turned her saber this way and that, then pouted.

"This isn't fair," she said.

"What isn't, love?"

"The colour is all wrong; I want a red one, like you."

Kylo laughed. "We will make you one, as I promised, soon." He extinguished his saber and Rey copied him. "It seems you are lucky today, general. I suggest you don't make that mistake again."

Hux visibly sagged with relief. "No, sir, of course not, sir, my queen."

"Now get outside and deal with the aftermath," Kylo continued. "I'm taking my queen home."

"Yes, sir."

"I want the bodies of the leaders of the Resistance untouched. There must be some fun thing or another to use them for. Perhaps film how they're rotting and being picked at by crows? Then distribute it through the Galaxy?" He looked at Rey. "What do you think of it?"

She shrugged. "Seems like an okay idea, albeit a bit cliché."

"You are right," he agreed. "We'll think on it, hmm?" He Force pushed Hux down the loading ramp and then closed it. "Now let's get you home."