A/N: Fffff- Thank you, edaugerdas, for letting me know that fanfiction dot net basically ate the editing. Here's to hoping it won't poop itself again.

Kylo Ren had decided to forget on which side she was on; for this night, and maybe some more, he'd pretend she was just Rey. Not a Padawan, not an ally of the Resistance. She was just Rey, as he was just Kylo Ren. Not a commander of the Knights of Ren, nor Supreme Leader Snoke's pupil. He could hear her thoughts in his head, and without a word, shifted. He was careful- almost tender, when he reached between them, slowly lining himself up properly before finding himself inside of her. Kylo gasped, her tight warmth a pleasant surprise.

Is this alright? He thought, dark eyes watching her face intently.
This feels nice, she replied, her voice resonating in his head.

It was the first time he'd ever had sex with another force-sensitive, and honestly, it was mind-blowing. The fact that they were connected, not only physically, but also mentally, put Kylo in a mental state that he couldn't even describe. As she wrapped her legs around him, he started moving, hips pressing against hers. He let out a quiet noise, hands holding up his weight as he settled into a steady pace. He let out a quiet hiss when she dragged her nails across his back, leaving angry red marks behind her. "More," she breathed into his ear, and Kylo indulged, thrusting into her roughly. He sucked a mark at the junction of her neck and jaw, his teeth against her skin for a second before he pulled back. For a moment, his eyes were dark; the same darkness they'd been back when they fought one another on the Star Killer base. But they weren't filled with hatred, they were filled with desire and lust for her. She felt so amazingly good, and he was glad that the first human contact he'd had in almost a year was this one. Clenching his jaw once again, he groaned against her skin, mumbling her name quietly.

"Say it," she said.
"You not in a position to ask for anything," Kylo replied, his hips meeting with hers.

What happened next took Kylo by surprise. He knew she'd used a little help from the Force to flip them over, finding herself straddling his waist for a moment before she sunk back down onto his cock with a loud moan. Chuckling softly, Rey looked back down at him. "Who's in no position, now?"

"Oh, please." He scoffed, raising a dark brow at her. "Just see how deep I reach inside you while you're like this. We'll see who's in no position."

Rey moaned softly as she circled her hips down against his, her hands flat on his chest. When she caught a glimpse of him biting down on his bottom lip, she leaned down and kissed him. "Stop doing that," she said. "That's mine to bite."

"Yours?"
"Yes, mine."

He was honestly amused and quite pleased to hear her say such a thing, his lips stretching in a smile. Kylo Ren never smiled, and he knew that this tenderness he showed wasn't him. It was a different person, and he didn't really care. He didn't care if, for a night, he was only Kylo Ren in name. His hands moved, resting on her waist as he guided her slowly, dark eyes watching her. It was hard, wanting to take in so much of her but not being able to do so in one look. Why are you so goddamn beautiful? He thought as he watched her, one hand sliding up, caressing her breasts gently. Why is it so hard to hate you? She didn't answer his thoughts, simply continuing the slow, teasing movement of her hips. Kylo reached, pressing his thumb against her clit. When he did, she let out the most beautiful noise he'd ever heard. She tilted her head back, her eyes closing as she looked completely blissful. As he circled his thumb against her nub, he felt her clenching around him and groaned, clenching his teeth. And a few moments later, she gasped sharply, brown eyes looking at him.

He could feel it through their connection before it even happened, her walls tightening around him as she arched her back. The moan that left Rey's lips was like music to his ears, her voice cracking lightly as her thighs trembled from the orgasm. He clenched his teeth hard, bucking his hips up into hers as he helped her ride out the high. She kept moving her hips slowly, her walls twitching with spasm of pleasure. Rey's chest was heaving as she breathed heavily, her hair sticking to her forehead. Kylo glared at her when she spoke, dark eyes on her as she rolled her hips down against his. "Fuck," he gasped. He rarely ever cursed; Snoke wouldn't have him taint the First Order with such language. "Rey," he gasped, feeling his lower stomach clenching as he got closer and closer to his peak. His eyes on her, he finally came undone with a loud moan, his back arching off the bed as he released deep inside her. For a long moment, she simply laid on top of him, her cheek pressed against his chest as she listened to his heart beating. Carefully, he reached and pulled the ties out of her hair, undoing the buns she kept it in. "You look nice with you hair loose," he mumbled softly, the pleasing bliss of his orgasm making him much nicer than he usually was. Huffing, Rey moved, grabbing the thin blanket and throwing it on top of them as she laid next to him, curling into his side.

"We should try to get to my hut tomorrow." Kylo said after a long silence.
"I thought this was just for tonight."

"This bunker doesn't have food to last you for more than two or three days. There's no way to build a fire as it would burn all the oxygen it contains and you only have this ridiculous blanket to cover yourself with." Kylo spoke, closing his eyes and moving his free arm underneath his head. "If you want to stay here, do as you please. But tomorrow, I'll be heading back to my shelter."

They didn't speak for the rest of the night. Soon after, the silence was only disturbed by Rey's soft breaths. For hours, he laid in the darkness, listening to her breathing as if it was the most beautiful lullaby he'd ever heard. Eventually, when exhaustion caught up with him, Kylo Ren fell asleep, his arm wrapped tightly around Rey's shoulders.