I finally have an idea for where I'm taking this story! PRAISE THE BUNNIES!
Kylo lay on his back, feigning sleep. Rey had thought she was being sneaky, hovering just on the outside of their connection, but he wrote the book on being sneaky. He had been able to sense her right from the start. Her unique scent had given her away. So, now he lay in wait. Waiting for her to make her move.
He stretched out all his senses in preparation. His prey had moved as quietly across the room as possible and was now sitting next to the bed. Silly girl. You'll never get me from there. He hoped she moved soon. Laying half covered up was cold, yet he did enjoy her taking a moment to appreciate the sight.
Kylo forced himself not to tense up as he felt his mattress sip beneath her slight weight. That's it. Come a little closer. You know you want to. He felt her tentative touch on his lips. It felt as soft as a butterfly. Only his iron will kept him from nipping her finger just to hear her soft gasp. Would it be surprise or pleasure? He was looking forward to finding out.
She spent a few minutes of exquisite torture just tracing the shape of his lips. Had it been anyone else but her...He felt Rey's hand wonder up and down the bridge of his nose and cheekbones. It was as if she were committing his face to memory. When she started stroking his hair he lost all sense of self. Touching his hair had always been the most erotic thing a woman could do to him. I will be your devoted slave if you just keep doing that, my Queen! As soon as this thought crossed his mind, her fingers left him. His plan snapped back into place as he felt the heat of her hand travel down his chest. As quick as a snake he caught her wrist.
He opened his eyes and studied her. Rey's pulse beat erratically against his fingers. Moving smoothly, he sat up. "What were you doing, little scavenger?" Her eyes widened and body went completely still. He was glad she remembered who the true predator was. He was also glad of her reaction to him when he lowered his voice.
"I was trying to tag you." He smiled at her tone. It seemed she enjoyed being the prey. At least he hoped she did.
"Did you?"
"Yes."
"Good." He whispered in a voice like silk. "Now it's my turn."
With an ease of motion that told of countless hours of lightsaber training, he flipped her over so that she lay pinned beneath him. "Tag."
He captured her lips with his own.
Btw Erika, I just adore your image. Both a Phantom Phan and a Hiddlestoner? Your awesome! Now that he has her, what will he do with her?