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"Are you planning to just lay around?"

Rey's eyes snapped open in surprise. She was surrounded by white. Everything around her was white, which was adding as there was nothing in this room. Just walls. Gazing down at her was Kylo Ren, her nemesis. Feeling much better than she had expected, but still very tired, Rey cast a glare up at him, curling her upper lip in agitation at his presence. In returned he smirked.

What was Kylo Ren doing, stalking her in the afterlife? Shouldn't she have become one with the Force by now?

Oh no. She had done something terrible before she died mostly likely and now she was going to forever be punished by listening to Kylo Ren whine and complain for the rest of his days. With her luck, he would live to be as old as Jedi Master Yoda.

The thought made Rey want to groan in frustration, instead she just answered his question with as much venom as possible.

"I am trying to become one with the Force. You know, what happens to Jedi when they die? Or perhaps you weren't aware of such things happening, Kylo Ren."

"Don't be so foolish. You aren't dead, merely in a medically necessary stasis to bring you back to your proper health." So she was still held captive. Fantastic.

"Maybe my health wouldn't have been in jeopardy had you fed me."

"You could have asked for sustenance."

"Well, as your guest, maybe you should have considered my needs before I nearly starved to death in your guest suite."

"You knew to come to me for all of your needs, yet your refused. I do not bow down to anyone, nor do I feel consideration for others needs."

Rey rolled her eyes, sitting up slowly. Her head spun and she nearly fell back before Kylo Ren placed a hand on her back, keeping her in an upright position.

"I do believe once you gain your bearings you will be fine. The stasis is only temporary."

"Do you know how long I'll be like that?" Unconscious... Defenseless.

"Perhaps a week, maybe longer." Wow. She would spend all of that time trapped in her own mind, merely waiting until she could return to her conscious state. She would be all alone. The thought didn't sit well with Rey.

"Oh." Kylo Ren knelt next to her, his gaze questioning. Rey felt him in her mind but she brushed him away, avoiding the contact. It seemed too intimate to attempt. Rey thought for sure he would have just let her die, after all, was she really significant to someone like Kylo Ren? Yet he had saved her in the end. That wasn't the mark of someone completely evil. Perhaps there was hope.

"You're afraid. I can feel it."

For a minute Rey remained silent. Opening up to Kylo Ren was foolish and moronic. He was her enemy, but he knew loneliness. Rey remembered feeling it coming off him in waves and how even though he might deny that he enjoyed being inside her head, he really did relish it. Craved it. He had been so starved for any sort of intimacy, connection or belonging that he was unknowingly seeking it out from his enemy.

And right then he was all Rey had.

"Oftentimes I find myself afraid of being alone. It's actually quite silly. Growing up alone on Jakku, you might think I wouldn't be bothered to be alone in my own head, considering I've kept myself company for years. But it's quite the opposite. Its terrifying to realize how easily I can go back to being alone and that I don't want that kind of life for myself anymore. Even for a week." Even if my only companion would be you, The words floated between them.

"Your thoughts make you weak." Kylo stood, waving his hand and creating a landscape that was heavily wooded. It looked like the forest moon of Endor, if Rey wasn't mistaken.

"Maybe, but I know you've had similar thoughts." Kylo opened his mouth, no doubt to yell at her. "Don't deny it." She held up a hand to cut off his words. "You forget, I've felt it. This connection does work both ways."

"What do you suggest?" He bit out through clenched teeth.

Rey sucked in a deep breath, letting it out slowly as she contemplated if she was really going to do this. Shaking off her resolve, Rey spoke. "Will you please not leave me alone?"

He stared at her.

Spend time with the scavenger? If he hadn't been attracted to her, if he hadn't wanted her to join him, Kylo Ren would have laughed in her face before disappearing as if he had never visited in her head. Instead, he contemplated her offer. Perhaps if he were to manipulate her during this time she would be easily receptive to his advances, physical and otherwise. She would be his, of that he had no doubt.

But how weak she was, to admit her fears to him. Perhaps she felt comfortable enough with him to share such emotions. And to imply he, Master of the Knights of Ren felt loneliness was laughable. He was never alone; his power was all he ever needed.

When the minutes ticked by and he continued to glare in her direction, he felt her growing impatience. Her embarrassment. Good. She should have felt pathetic for seeking solace, seeking comfort from someone like him. Didn't she know how incapable he was of caring? Of understanding? Such sentiment was beyond him and he could not have cared less.

However, knowing something other than himself scared her left him slightly unsettled. Almost cold and hot all at once, as if his body was having difficulty regulating itself. Perhaps giving in to her wishes this once would be acceptable. He did plan on corrupting her mind and her body to wholly seek his devotion and approval and that required constant supervision.

So it was for that reason alone, he assured himself, that he nodded his head slightly in approval at her question.

The first day passed uneventfully. They both stayed in their own corners, almost as if they were feeling one another out, testing the waters. Rey was more nervous than she thought she would have been, mostly because for the past few hours she kept reliving the punishing kiss Kylo Ren had given her over a week ago. Whenever she tried to block it out, it only grew in intensity. Her face would grow hot in embarrassment and her body would tingle. Sometimes she swore she could feel his lips pressed against hers and she would gasp.

The noise had alerted Kylo Ren the first time and he'd lifted a brow at her in question, blatantly curious at her thoughts.

Rey cleared her throat and smiled awkwardly at him before laying back in the grass and shutting her eyes, effectively blocking out anything to do with Kylo Ren.

"Do you know any stories?" Rey asked Kylo on their second day together, sitting a few feet from him. She wondered about the room in which he'd brought to life for her. It seemed to be a bedroom, all dark colors and depressing. There was a bed just behind her with black fitted sheets and two large pillows on top. The room was pretty much stripped of anything personal, as if the person living in there wasn't truly living. She had a feeling Kylo Ren was showing her his bedroom.

"Stories are for children." Kylo grumbled at her from the book he was reading. She raised a brow.

"So what you're reading is not a story?" He sighed and slammed the book closed, tossing it onto the table in front of him.

"Why don't you ask what you truly wish to know?" He stared her down, eyes daring her to back down.

Rey rolled her eyes, trying to find anything else in the room to look at besides him. She didn't like the way his hair was framing his face, nor the way his lips seemed darker and fuller than she remembered them. Which was ridiculous, because she shouldn't have been remembering his lips at all. Or the small bite of his teeth along her bottom lip as he kissed her.

But she was curious...

"Why did you kiss me?" There. It was out there. Perhaps he would actually tell her.

Kylo Ren smirked. "Because I felt like it." Rey groaned dropping her hands to her knees and looking at him from her position on the floor. "What? Did you think I would spout poetry, maybe a sonnet about how your lips beckoned me?" Rey wrinkled her nose at that. Did women enjoy that?

"I just wanted to know. It seemed too passionate to be rehearsed."

Kylo Ren ignored her, pushing back his chair to sit behind her on his bed, black robe billowing around him and brushing against her arm.

"Did you want to hear a story?"

"Oh, yes please." She began to turn and face him, but he put his hands on her shoulders, stilling the movement. His legs came on each side of her arms, bringing her as close to his body as they could get in such a position. She gulped nearly audibly when his hands began to move smoothly over her her tank top to dip under the cloth to brush against her bare shoulders and collarbone.

Her cheeks were flushed and her breathing picked up as his hands pressed into the tissue, working a small moan from her before she could conceal it.

Kylo cleared his throat, shifting on the bed slightly. "There was once a girl who was special. She had gifts and strengths that most individuals could never have, let alone think up in their pathetic little minds. She was unique. She was so special that she was sent to go to an academy for those like her, only she was better than all of them. She was so young but she cared deeply for those she felt affection for. There was another student at the school, a boy a few years older than her whom she had befriended. She knew his inner struggles and his turmoil, yet she loved him anyway. She didn't pressure him to be someone else, didn't shy away from who he was becoming. She took care of him the one way she knew how; by loving him. As the days grew longer, the girl began to notice a change in the boy before he finally disappeared without a trace, leaving her behind without even a good bye. The boy left to pursue something greater than himself and he dedicated himself to another, far more powerful teacher than he could have possibly imagined. This new teacher saw his potential and relished in it, wanting nothing more than to watch that power grow and consume him whole, destroying the other person he had once been."

"The boy became a man and was determined to prove himself loyal to his new teacher," Kylo's fingers dug deeper into her shoulders, his palms pressing against her back. Rey shivered at his words, shutting her eyes and leaning her head back on his thigh. It arched her back slightly and Kylo took advantage of the movement, sliding one hand forward, over her collarbone and cupping her breast.

Rey startled at the sensation, moving to sit up and away from him, only his hand still on her shoulder kept her firmly in place as he kneaded the flesh of her breast, his fingers finding her nipple and rolling it into a peak before squeezing a bit roughly. Rey fell back into him, completely taken aback by how arousing the feeling was. How good and wrong it felt.

"The man was given a task, to wipe out those who would oppose his teacher's leadership. Eager to prove himself worthy, the man took several allies with him and stormed into the school, determined to destroy all those who would oppose their regime." His hand moved to her other breast, pinching her nipple and then cupping her breast with his warm hand, running his thumb along the peak. Rey pushed her head back further into his thigh, allowing him better access to her, unsure of why she was being so complacent. Kylo slipped his other hand forward, using that to hold her other breast. He bent down and put a kiss along the column of her neck, suckling the skin into his mouth and nipping. Rey moaned loudly, ashamed but so aroused she couldn't help the sounds she was making.

He kissed gently on her neck before pressing his lips to her ear, his hands coming to wrap around her waist, dragging her up and into his lap. "And so they did, destroying any being that crossed their path. They were nearly finished accomplishing the teacher's orders when the man came across a girl. She had been hiding in one of the abandoned rooms and he found her before his men did. A distant part of himself recalled who she had once been to him. She looked at him and saw him through the mask, as if she had recognized him instantly. And then the girl clung to his leg, frightened and relying on him to protect her from the terror that awaited, unknowing that the very leg she clung to was responsible for her fears, for the death that surrounded her. So the man broke his vow to his teacher and spared her life. He took her away from the life she knew and hid her from his teacher, wanting to keep her safe."

Rey's breath caught at his words, his arms sliding around her waist and holding her to him as he spoke. Rey wanted to struggle, to break away. His words were like shards of glass cutting along her skin, exposing her questions and doubts like an open wound. She knew what he was telling her. He spared her life that night and he put her on Jakku.

She turned and placed the side of her head against his chest, holding his arms to her for comfort. "Why would you spare me?"

"Because you and I are connected. Once I knew you were still on Jakku, that it was you who had come back to me, I knew we would be reunited. I am captivated by you. You have bewitched me and you are mine." His words slid along her skin like a dark promise. A dangerous seduction.

"What kind of life could we lead? What you're suggesting is impossible." Rey tried to push away from him, but he turned their bodies, pressing her back into the mattress as he lay next to her, his legs pinning hers to the bed.

"You could come to the dark side. Join with me, be with me wholly."

"You know I can't. It's not who I am." He tensed above her slightly before relaxing his muscles and leaning into her.

"We will see," Kylo Ren murmured before covering her lips with his, biting on her lower lip and pulling down, urging her to open for him. Rey hesitated only a moment before complying with his demands. She decided to give in to her desires, if only that once.

His tongue slipped inside, mingling with hers. Then they were pulling at each others clothing, desperate to touch, skin to skin. In another moment Rey was shoving him down onto the bed, straddling him at the waist. She bent down to kiss him, moaning as he slipped inside her, filling her. As their bodies entwined, moving back and forth, Rey felt complete. She was whole.

Sometime much, much later, Rey lay on her side, tucked into Kylo's body as he held her to him. She blushed, thinking of everything they had done and repeated various times. She didn't know it could feel like that... It was explosive and raw. Rough. Yet when Kylo had been on top, pumping his hips rhythmically as their bodies joined, he had kissed her softly, his fingers entwined with hers as he thrust gently into her. Almost as if he were making love to her.

With that thought, Rey held his hand in hers, letting her mind rest after engaging in such activity.

~o~

Kylo looked down at the small hand encased in his.

It was such a delicate thing. Fragile and breakable.

He looked to his right, eyes gazing down at the face of his scavenger. She had been perfect, her body was made for his. His body roused, thinking about how aggressive she had been, how dominate in her affections.

Generally the women he bedded were nervous and awkward. This with Rey had been spectacular. His mind felt more rested than he could have possibly imagined and Kylo knew without a doubt, as soon as she was awaken from the stasis, they would be repeating every detail from tonight, just so he could see if it was better in the physical world. Somehow he doubted it.

Looking down at her vulnerable form, Kylo was filled with something like awe and something else, something more sinister. She was his, had given herself to him in almost every way. He knew he would murder anyone who sought to threaten her.

He eased away from Rey's mind after awhile, knowing he had work to do on the ship.

He got up and dressed, thoughts of Rey filling his entire being.

Another day passed, most of it filled with lust and passion. Rey had never felt so alive, so complete. Had someone told her she could feel such a thing at the hands of Kylo Ren, she would have laughed in their face.

Honestly, Rey was so conflicted with her feelings. He was dangerous, he was mostly evil, yet she was drawn to him. When she awoke without him near, she had wanted to weep with the loss. All she could think about was him, being with him again. Being with him forever. But Rey knew that was impossible, as long as they both lived on different sides of the Force.

She knew Master Luke would say to think logically, to discard her fierce emotions and think with reason. But Rey's heart was too involved, too tied to the man laying next to her. Perhaps he was using her body and her emotions to sway her to his side; a true seduction. But the way he held her and looked at her had Rey believing something else might be taking place.

Earlier, she had accidentally brushed her mind against his and she felt what she could only describe as love. He loved her, even if he didn't know it. It would explain why he had been incapable of killing her when he had captured her originally all those months ago. It explained why he hadn't let her die this time, even if they had both been too stubborn to admit defeat.

Rey knew she would never succumb to the dark. Not because it was wrong and the light was right, but because it just wasn't in her nature. In her character. Feeling the dark near her and succumbing to it were two different things. In this she was certain.

"I need to go," Kylo sat up in bed, leaning over the side to grab his clothing. That was funny to Rey, as all he had to do to leave was leave her mind. It took maybe a second and he could leave the dreamscape, yet he was stalling.

"When should you be back?"

He looked over and smirked before leaning toward her, kissing her roughly and biting her lip before pressing his lips deeply to hers. After a moment he broke the kiss and grinned. "Miss this already?"

"Yes," Rey said matter of factly. She didn't see the use in denying her feelings.

He laughed before standing up, letting her get a great view of him without clothing. she still maintained the belief he was breathtaking, even if he did have a series of unpleasant looking scars that stitched across his back. Some looked years and years old, some were more recent.

"I should only be away for a few hours. I do need to oversee preparations."

"Preparations for what?" Kylo just stared at her and she knew full well he wouldn't divulge any information to her. As much as he cared, there was still a lack of trust. Rey rolled her eyes. "Fine, don't tell me. But you should know that you're the only one I've spoken with since I got here. It's not like I'll be spreading all of your trade secrets to my closest friends while you're gone."

Kylo huffed out a breath before disappearing before her eyes, leaving her alone.

A few hours passed and then a few more.

Kylo Ren didn't return that evening.

"When was the last time you just sat around and did nothing? Maybe read a book, took a nap. Do you ever do those things? Or do you just scowl behind your helmet and wreak havoc on people?" Well, when he wasn't pleasuring her body with his. Rey's cheeks heated at the thought, suddenly glad Kylo had been off in his own world for the past hour.

Rey sat on a rock overlooking a lake, her bare feet dangling in the cool water. She moved her feet back and forth, watching in fascination as the water rippled around her in small waves. She didn't have lakes on Jakku and although she had been free of that place for nearly a year, she still found herself taken aback by small things that still made her smile.

Her hair was out of its usual buns, hanging in small waves all the way down her back. Her hair was always such a hassle to work with, hence the simple bun style, but considering she was still hanging around in the dreamscape with Kylo, she had envisioned her hair flowing freely down her back and it was so.

She looked at her companion, her lover. He was sitting on a nearby rock, perhaps only a few feet away, but the scowl on his face made her feel like he was very lost in thought.

Last night when he had finally returned to her, he seemed closed off. Upset even. It was an unusual experience. They had become so in tune with one another it was easy to know he was conflicted by something, definitely upset. However, Rey was incapable of establishing what exactly it was without him opening up and discussing it with her. She could have pried into his mind, but that would have been rude and Rey wanted him to trust her enough to tell her himself what it was that troubled him.

He hadn't made an attempt to be intimate with her since he had come back and a part of Rey had worried he might have become hostile towards her, maybe have shown her his dark side. Instead he had been pensive but kind, seeking her comfort even if he hadn't been paying much attention.

For example, he had created the image in her mind of the lake, a setting sun and a cool breeze that ruffled the trees surrounding her and her hair, ever so slightly.

All things considered, Rey had been treated better by Kylo than she had anticipated. Maybe Rey should have been expecting something deceptive from him, but she refused to do so. Reason had left her and all she had left was her faith in Kylo and his feelings for her.

Perhaps Kylo was planning something else more sinister as he sat there in silence, using this time she was healing to take advantage of her vulnerability. But Rey didn't think that was the case at all. Maybe it had been his original intent, but he had been too real with her since her near death, he had been too vulnerable.

"Are you listening?" Rey tsked a few times in his direction before he looked up at her, his black hair being pushed slightly into his eyes from the wind. With a flick of his wrist the wind died down, disappearing as if it had never been.

"What?"

"Is everything alright?"

Rey took her feet from the water, placing them delicately on the grass surrounding her seat. She let the skirt of her dress go from her hand, watching as the deep red color landed in a pool at her feet. The dress had just appeared on her when Kylo had taken her to this new location. It hung off her shoulders with long sleeves, a cinched waist and a flowing skirt. She felt ridiculous in it, but it was pretty. She was a bit nervous, wondering why Kylo would picture her in something so... feminine, but she hadn't questioned him, not wanting to upset the delicate balance of her mind.

Kylo Ren looked away from her for a few minutes. Rey didn't think he planned on answering her question, which was kind of rude considering he was the in her mind, but she just sat and waited for an answer. After all, until she awoke from the stasis, she really had nothing else to do.

It would probably only be a few days more at the latest that she was given the all clear by the medic unit and then awakened. She felt strong, exceptionally strong and her hold of the Force felt as solid as ever.

Rey stood from her spot, dusting off the skirt of her gown before walking casually over to her companion. Well, she tried to make the movements casual, but even in her dream the dress was heavier than the clothing she was used to. She came over to him, sitting down right next to him, so close her thigh brushed his.

"Are you planning on answering me, or do I need to work some Force voodoo on you. I am a Force to be reckoned with." She waggled her eyebrows at him when he looked at her. For an instant she saw his eyes lighten at her terrible joke before the scowl came back down. Rey sighed. She gripped his cheek in her hand and forced him to look at her. "What's wrong?"

Kylo Ren reached up and grabbed her hand on his face. At first she thought he would yank it down, tell her to keep her scavenger hands to herself. Instead, he held her hand to him, cradled in his own as he breathed in deeply.

"I feel conflicted." He looked at her and for the first time, Rey could swear she saw regret in his eyes. It was gone in an instant, but Rey knew what she saw. She could even feel a small bite of hope forming in her chest at the knowledge he felt something other than rage and anger. She even felt more confident that his feelings for her were genuine. Maybe Ben Solo wasn't so lost after all.

"Why? What's happened?"

"The Supreme Leader wishes to meet you. He has requested your stasis be terminated early and that you be brought before him for sentencing." Sentencing? Hadn't she already been given the ultimatum? Join or die, blah blah.

"Why does that make you feel conflicted?" Kylo Ren looked away from her, letting his hand drop to his side. "Please tell me." She urged him, brushing her mind against his in a caress. She wanted to hear him say he cared for her, that he would protect her from danger, even though she should have been capable of protecting herself.

Kylo Ren stood up abruptly, her hand dropping away from him as he paced back and forth.

"He thinks I'm too weak to sway you to our side. He believes if he wakes you up now, you'll be weak enough for him to bend you to his will." Kylo spoke harshly, his face turning into a mask of anger the more he spoke. "His methods are far more unsavory than mine. There will be pain. He will hurt you or he will make me do it." He stopped to stand in front of her, his chest heaving heavily as his nostrils flared. "He knows we are drawn together, connected by the Force and he wants to ensure my loyalties are with him and The First Order. I think he knows we have become lovers and he wants to destroy whatever this is between us."

"Didn't you know it would come to this?" She asked, more curious than frightened. If only slightly more.

"I had hoped you would be more agreeable, but Supreme Leader is tired of waiting."

"I see."

"No, Rey, you don't see. The conflict I feel is that he will harm you and that thought makes me so angry." As he spoke, the dream world turned from a sunset into a midnight sky. The breeze turned into a chill and the water was on fire, billowing around him. "He shouldn't hurt you. He knows you are mine but he doesn't care. He doesn't care and I want to kill him. To end him for what he plans to do to you." The wind whipped around them angrily, their clothing blending together in the wind. Goosebumps covered her arms, but Rey refused to be afraid of him any longer.

"Kylo, you need to calm down."

"I do not want to calm down! I want to run my blade through him and watch the light leave his eyes! But he is my master and you shouldn't mean anything to me but you do." She stood before him, placing her hands on his chest to steady herself as he was so close. His eyes were mad with rage and wild. Rey reached up and kissed him, the only thing she could think of that might calm him slightly.

His gloved hands wrapped around her body, pulling her as close to him as possible. Her lips brushed his once then twice, waiting for him to inevitably take the lead. Kylo put more force behind the kiss, but only ever so slightly. He broke the kiss, placing gentle kiss to her forehead before holding her to him, his hand sifting through her hair.

"Kylo... What are we going to do?"

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