Author's Note: There may or may not be a lemon at the end of this chapter. I have changed the rating of this story from K to M specifically for that reason, (and possibly scenes in the future). You've been warned.
Rey woke up the next morning, refreshed, and ready for whatever the day had in store for her. She looked beside her, and saw that Kylo Ren's rather large frame had left an imprint on his side of the bed. She wondered where he was, until she looked up and saw him at his closet, his back turned to her as he pulled out his black robes.
"Get dressed," he barked. "We will set out for Takodana shortly." He seemed rather irritated, frustrated even.
She wondered what he was feeling at that moment. They had slept together, in the most innocent way, in the same bed.
"That will never happen again," he said as he heard her thoughts. "You may sleep in here each night if you wish, and I shall sleep in your quarters." She felt a slight discomfort in his words, for she found it sort of nice to have someone sleep next to her for once.
She watched him now with curious eyes as he began to put on his clothes. Why did he not want to do it again? Was he afraid he wouldn't be able to control himself next time?
He was fully dressed now as Rey slowly rose out of bed. As her feet hit the floor, and Kylo Ren was seconds away from being out of the room, she spoke to him softly, "Thank you...for last night," she whispered awkwardly. "Your bed is indeed far more comfortable than mine."
He said nothing, and felt a slight smile grow upon his face as his back was still turned to her. Rey watched him walk out of the room, and found she strangely liked the way he walked.
Rey entered her room, and began to dress herself in a fresh pair of black robes. She pulled out her tunic first, and then her leggings. There was a full length mirror firmly attached to her closet door. She admired herself confidently in her black attire, she found it unsettling that she thought the color suited her well.
She was in the cockpit of the ship now, and sat down in the pilots seat. She gently graced her hands across the various levers and buttons she saw before her, trying her best not to accidentally touch anything. She remembered then the race of emotions she had felt when she had first piloted the Millennium Falcon.
She turned around now, bringing herself back to reality, and noticed Kylo Ren was standing there before her, staring.
Her eyes widended, and brushed the hair out of her face,
"Um...how long exactly have you been standing there?"
"A couple of minutes," he replied.
She tried her best then to change the subject, to fill in the awkward moment.
"You never told me why you're taking me to Takodana," she asked as she rose out of the piltos chair. "Do you not want to take me back to your base? Is there something… you're not telling me?"
Kylo Ren hesitated. He knew that yes, there was something he wasn't telling her, but it had absolutely nothing to do with her training. He knew the reason why he wanted to take her Takodana.
"The Supreme Leader is unaware of my current whereabouts," he informed her. "I shall not return to base until you have successfully completed your training, until I can proudly present you to him, until you are consumed fully with the dark side."
Rey looked up at him now, "Was he serious?" she thought. Was that really the only reason? Or did he have something else in mind? "How long will it take to travel to Takodana?" she asked.
"Approximately 18 hours," he informed her."My ship was partially damaged upon my arrival to retrieve you, so unfortunately it is unable to travel at light speed to our destination."
Eighteen hours? What on earth would they be doing until then?
"I thought you said my training would begin this morning?" she asked..
"You are correct, my apprentice," she cringed at the word. "We shall begin...now."
He led her to a secluded room located at the far back of the ship. Rey wondered just how large this ship actually was, how many rooms it held, for she had only seen her own and Kylo Ren's. As they both walked through the doorframe to the room, the door hissed shut behind them. Rey noticed just how dark the room was with the only source of light was a single bulb dangling from the ceiling. She took note of the mock light sabers planted on the far hand side of the wall, and saw several punching bags, and weights of various sizes.
"Well this is...interesting," she noted.
"Here," he said, "We will begin your first lesson by using these." He threw her a mock saber, which she caught immediately. She then wiped the sweat off her forehead, for it was very hot in the room.
"Why are we using these? he seemed annoyed by her question. "Are you scared I'm going to give you another scar on that pretty face of yours?" she teased.
He smiled at her, without attempting to hide it this time. "Ahh, so you do find me appealing, I sensed it when you couldn't stop yourself from staring at my chest last night." he said.
Rey's face began to grow hot with embarrassment. "Shut up!" she heard herself say, and immediately went for the first hit with her mock saber. He was not prepared, and she hit him smack in the face.
"Good." he mumbled as he spat blood on the mat, "My turn."
She had no time to prepare herself, he slashed the mock saber at her legs, knocking her to the ground. She groaned in pain, and rose to her feet immediately. She realized then that this was nothing but a game to him.
"Fight me like a man, Ren," she spat as she began running towards him, saber outstretched above her head.
He stopped her in her tracks and hit her, rather hard on her left side. "Oh come on girl, you can do better than that. Use your hatred for me, like I told you," he barked.
She was irritated now, and force threw him across the room, his back hitting the wall with a huge thud.
He raised his head from the ground, and looked at her with a rather evil grimace.
"Now... that's better," he said.
He slowly began to approach her then, mock saber in hand, she was moments from striking him again until he temporarily paralyzed her arm.
"Can't do much now, can you?" he laughed.
She thought he was going to hit her on her side again, until she remembered she still had access to her legs.
He was much taller than her, so she had to think of a way to reach his face. She shut her eyes then and concentrated, "Levitate," she told herself in her head. "I will now levitate."
As she opened her eyes, she found herself inches from the ground, she didn't need to levitate much, just enough so she could get a good range. Kylo Ren looked impressed. She then was in proper reach of his face, and round house kicked him.
He flew back and caught himself on the ground. He sighed in pain. "That will be enough... for today," he said as he rose from the ground and rubbed his red face.
"Defeated you again, wow I am stronger than I thought," she laughed at him
"I let you win, girl." he informed her.
"Alright, if that's what you need to tell yourself," she scoffed as she threw her mock saber on the ground.
He stopped in his tracks, and whirled her around so she would see his viscous scowl. "I suggest you not test me, girl. If you wish to remain being able to stand on your own."
She laughed at him, and they both proceeded to walk out of the room.
"How long have you known about our...our...force bond? Who told you about it?" she asked him as she picked at her food.
"No one told me," he informed her, trying not to spit pieces of sliced apples in his mouth, "No one had to tell me."
She looked at him then, wondering why he was looking at her the way he was.
"I sensed it the minute I entered your mind on Starkiller," he continued. "I felt something… strangely...familiar."
She felt a strange comfort in his words.
"Why do you not want to sleep next to me anymore? she asked him. "It is your bed after all."
He put his bowl filled with sliced apples down beside him. He wiped off his mouth, sighed deeply, and met her eyes, "Because," he said. "It is highly inappropriate. You are now my apprentice, and I am a man, one that happens to see you as a very attractive woman. I cannot allow myself to be tempted by my-"
"Erm...Sexual urges?" she interrupted.
His eyes widened, he felt embarrassed. "Yes," he gulped. "That."
"Oh," she heard herself say. She tried to hide the fact her face was beginning to grow hot.
"Well," he said quickly. "I'm going to go now," he rose from where he sat, realizing how stupid he sounded, and left the room.
As Rey watched him leave, she thought again of her dream on Ahch-To.
She returned to her room now, remembering how he had instructed her to do so after her training each day. She sat on her bed, hands grasped on the covers on each side of her, and sighed out deeply. She slapped her thigh, and murmured, "Okay."
She was about to do something, something very very foolish, something she could never take back.
She rose to her feet then, and made her way towards Kylo Ren's room.
She walked into his room, slightly fearful he would lash out at her for disobeying his orders. He was on the opposite side of his bed, back faced to her, taking off his boots.
"I thought I told you to stay in your room, girl." she heard him say.
She said nothing.
"Do you find pleasure in disobeying me?" he asked her.
She was slowly making her way towards him, still silent.
"Answer me! Now!" he demanded.
She was in front of him now, she noticed how his nostrils were flaring, how he was sighing out, deeply. He was frustrated, about what, she didn't know. She crouched down to get a better view of him, and tucked his hair behind his ear, "Yes...I do...find pleasure in it." she said finally. She slowly began inching up to his face.
"What are you doing?" he asked her.
She said nothing.
"Stop!" he demanded.
"Do not say… another word," she said. "Just please... shut up." She met her lips with his.
Kylo Ren was shocked by her action, but he did not push her away. He grabbed her waist then, and pulled her in, throwing her onto his bed. He groaned in sexual frustration. It was all happening so fast.
For days, he had been trying his best to control his desires for her. He had never met a woman before in his life that he related to more. She was very beautiful, he could see that. He admired the way she asserted herself, that she wasn't afraid to stand up to him. She was his equal, and he realized then the facade he was playing out was nothing but foolish. Did he love her? That he did not know, but at that moment he was wiling to find out.
He was on top of her before he knew what he was doing, and began kissing her neck. Finally, it was happening. He was tasting her, kissing her, just as he did in his dreams. She bucked her head back with pleasure. As she pushed him off of her for a moment to take off her tunic, he grabbed her wrist, and stared at her rather intensely.
"No!" he barked. "Allow me."
He eased up his grip on her wrist then realizing he was probably hurting her, and watched as she raised her hands above her head. He grabbed the edges of her tunic on her sides, and slowly began to lift it off her thin frame. He then threw it on the ground and resumed kissing her.
"Now you," she teased as she looked at his chest.
He didn't stop her, he watched her eyes glisten with want, desire, for him. She lifted off his shirt then, running her hands across his sculpted chest. She met his eyes once more, and stared into them for what seemed like years.
She thought then of what she was doing, she was in bed, yet again, with the man she hated, this time doing more than just sleeping. She was conflicted, confused on what had come over her, and thought of how much she wanted him. He could hear her thoughts at that moment.
He stopped kissing her then and looked down at her hazel eyes, "Is that what you want?" he teased her.
She was about to speak, realizing he had read her thoughts, until he stopped her. He already knew her answer, "I know you want this," he informed her, "….want me."
She looked up at him now, "I'm not doing anything," he continued. "until I hear you say it."
She felt so foolish at that moment, but her lust for him clouded all of her judgement.
"I want you inside of me."she finally said. She was disgusted at herself for saying such a thing, even though it was the truth.
He looked down at her, and bit his lip. He proceeded to pull down her leggings, rather quickly, and took off his own pants as well, and threw them both on the floor.
He looked at her now, as if he was looking for a sign of confirmation. As they locked eyes, they both sighed out in lust for one another.
"Stop teasing me," she pleaded. "Take me. Now."
He didn't hesitate. He barred down into her body without a second thought, and was inside of her before he knew it.
He noted how good it felt, as he thrust into her. She was not such another body to him at that moment. She was something…something…different.
She could've stopped him then, she was strong enough. She could've punched, kicked, threw him across the room if she wanted to, but she didn't. Instead, she continued to let the man she hated invade her body.
"You know," he said, "I've dreamt of you like this, your body underneath mine."
She hated him, hated herself, hated the way she moaned in pleasure in response to the man she loathed thrusting himself inside of her.
"Your hatred of me, he continued, "Only increases my desire for you."
He kissed her neck as she bucked her head back, "You are destined for greatness, Rey," he said. "I have seen it."
He finished inside of her then, and rolled over to his side of the bed. As they both lied there, sighing in exhaustion, they both looked at each other, fully taking in what they just did.
"Not bad," she said. "Not bad at all."
She then rolled over on her side of the bed, so Kylo Ren could not see her smile.
"Yes," he said. "I would not object to doing that..again in the near future."