Rey had never been a person controlled by the whims of the moment. She was smart and had always kept a tight lid on her emotions. She wasn't cold and calculated, simply incisive when it came to showing emotion. On Jakku, showing too much compassion or trust had been a weakness and people like smugglers and fellow scavengers took advantage of that. Desire, lust and love – those were emotions Rey had reserved for no one.
Love had only been something she could fantasize about – about how it would feel to be desired, how she would react when someone kissed her. Rey had always imagined kissing someone that she had definable feelings for, someone she knew without a doubt she was in love with. But the one person who seemed to be shattering her ideals at the moment was none other than: Kylo Ren.
He was a man she was supposed to see as a monster. A man who had devoted his life to destroying the Light Side. A man who had sworn to kill every last Jedi in the galaxy. He was a man she was not supposed to even remotely like, let alone kiss. Yet there she was, kissing Kylo and melting in his arms like ice in a hot summer sun.
When he'd initially kissed her, she had felt this very electric feeling pass through her body, as if she was being paralyzed for a few moments. Her heart had been thundering so loud in her chest she couldn't even hear herself think. As the shock had worn off, Rey realized that she wanted to kiss him back. Kylo Ren was attractive, strong willed and under that harsh facade was a man who wanted affection as much as anyone else. He felt he was mighty enough to preserver through desolation alone, but Rey knew how painful isolation was, and she didn't want him to suffer alone.
Once she had started to mimic his kisses she felt the pace of their kiss increase in eroticism. Ravenously, she kissed him back, but his desire was even more vehement than her own. Eagerly, Rey tilted her head back slightly and audaciously his tongue had went about exploring her mouth. Their tongues danced in an unfamiliar rhythm before there was a method to their madness.
Rey felt his thumb brush her cheek gently, and before she could control herself: Rey let out a soft moan of pleasure. Waves of heat were swelling within her, and in every way her body was craving Kylo Ren. Something very primal, and unknown was awakening in Rey as she passionately kissed Kylo back.
She felt him lean her up against the dining table. Blindly, her hand search for a stable place to plant itself, but before she could safely place her hand down, she knocked something heavy over.
The sound of metal slamming against the floor startled Rey. She jumped out of her skin almost, and her eyes fluttered open immediately. On the floor was Kylo Ren's mask, she realized that now. Quickly, her eyes shot back up to Kylo who was picking up his helmet and putting it on.
Ren's cheeks were flushed a bright shade of scarlet as he slipped his obsidian colored mask on. She knew he was trying to hide what he had felt, but there was no way she was going to allow him to hide. Honestly, she didn't want him to hide.
Rey grabbed his hands and attempted to stop him from putting his helmet on, but alas she was too slow. Kylo grasped her hands and blocked her.
"What do you think you're doing?" He demanded.
"I'm trying to take off your mask, you don't need it. You don't need to hide anymore," she insisted. He was always wearing that helmet to disguise who he really was – which was none other than Ben Solo.
"I'm not hiding. I need–." That's when Rey cut him off.
"You're hiding behind that mask. We both know it. I like seeing your face, that's why I asked you not wear it while we're training." Rey stated, honestly.
Even under his thick black robes, Rey saw Kylo stiffen at her words. He towered over he as usual, but she stood her ground. For the first time ever, Kylo backed down.
Slowly, Ren lifted his arms and with a loud hiss Rey watched as he removed his mask again. Black locks of hair toppled out from under his helmet and fell perfectly into place. Rey felt her breath get caught in her throat as his dark irises settled on her with a lustful gleam in them.
That's when Rey leaned in and kissed him, gently. She kept it soft, sensual and the way his lips tickled hers were arousing. She wrapped her arms around his neck – languidly Rey ran her fingers through his soft ebony hair. She had never felt silk before, but she was certain his hair felt like the most heavenly silk.
Kylo's one empty hand rest on her hip and he pulled her closer to himself as their tongues clashed in a fight of equal grace and passion. His tongue ran along her lower lip, every once and a while, which caused Rey to shiver in delight.
She could feel the Force mingling in their kiss as waves of energy charging around them – intensifying the power of their embrace. Never did she believe she could derive such ecstasy from kissing someone, especially Kylo Ren.
The moment was fleeting as Kylo's lip pulled away. They were both breathless, and his nose brushed against her cheek as he furthered the distance between their lips. Slowly, Rey opened her eyes, her stomach was uneasy, as if rathtars were wreaking havoc in there. She wasn't sure what his expression would be, and it unnerved her. When she opened her eyes she saw his irises were bright, with what she perceived as satisfaction.
There they stood, just stared at each other with heated gazes, and neither of them knew what to say. What could she say? What did people who were supposed to hate each other say after they kissed?
Rey wasn't even certain how she felt about Kylo Ren anymore. After that – after she had kissed him – she knew it was undeniable. Kylo Ren was titillating to her.
Kylo retracted his palm from her hip and instead he grabbed her hand and took it in his own. "I think I've distracted you long enough," he said with a sly smirk.
While carrying his helmet he guided her out of the dining area and back into the hallway. Rey felt her stomach clench. The whole dynastic of their partnership had changed drastically, and she wasn't certain what that would mean, or where it would lead. Their arrangement was still about Kylo Ren getting the map to Luke Skywalker, but now the playing field had shifted and she didn't know how so yet.
Clandestinely, Kylo guided her through the hallways, and toward what she assumed was the training room. She wasn't paying as close attention as she should have been to her surroundings. Everything around her seemed to be moving in a blur, and time itself didn't seemed to be defined. Rey felt her brain was still reeling had happened in that dining room.
She couldn't even wrap her head around it. It hadn't been a fit of passion that caused her to kiss him but, but rather a slow release of withheld desire. Since her dream, Rey had wondered what it would be like to kiss Kylo Ren, but she hadn't imagined it would actually happen or be as enjoyable as it had been. He has always been so reserved and confident – but she had seen his confidence drain after the initial kiss. She had kissed him the second time to make him understand, she wanted him too.
They had reached the training room without any problems. No patrols had stopped them, and no one had seen Kylo without his mask on.
To her surprise, Ren set his mask on a small pedestal by the door. She hadn't anticipated that, he always was strict about wearing his mask while training.
Rey was about to sit down and meditate, but Kylo motioned for her to stand.
"Meditation will not be necessary. We are going to start right away."
Rey was about to protest, her mind was too muddled to even function, less alone learn. Clearing her mind was a necessity at the moment. But she discontentedly stopped herself from speaking – she didn't want Kylo to snap at her.
From off his belt, Kylo removed what looked like two crudely constructed sabers.
"They are low power sabers, used for training younglings. At worse they will burn you a little. Now give me your offensive stance." He tossed one to Rey and confidently she caught it.
Without hesitation, she turned it on to see the light blue blade extend itself out. Quickly, Rey positioned her feet equally apart and she kept her knees slightly bent so she was ready to move. Her arms were placed slight to her right side and her shoulders were squared.
Ren paced around her – his eyes were gazing over her form. "Good, a typical, strong stance. Now transition to a defensive position."
Rey shifted her feet slightly, and her arms moved directly in front of herself.
"Good, you have the right idea," he surprisingly praised her.
That's when Kylo turned on his saber to reveal a dull, red blade. He stalked around her one more time before her settled directly in front of her. Without a moment's notice Ren lunged and tried to strike her, but adeptly she blocked it by drawing the blade sideways, away from her body.
"Good always be ready for your opponent to strike," he stated. His face was only a few inches from her own.
Arduously, he shoved her back and she lost her footing. Rey stumbled, and quickly she jumped back to block another one of Kylo's swings. She pulled her blade up in time to shield herself from another stab to the side. Hastily, she pushed him and dove in to impale Ren in the arm, but he side-stepped it and slashed his blade right into her leg.
Rey gritted her teeth, the burn from his saber wasn't excruciating, but rather annoying. She was used to diving in with her staff – she usually had range on her targets. Using a lightsaber was going to require a shift in her fighting style.
What bothered her even more was Kylo Ren's smug smirk. "You should never dive in. You leave yourself too vulnerable."
That prideful smile drove Rey up the wall – she was going to show him what she was capable of now. Hastily, she picked herself back up and took to the defensive.
Ren attacked again, but this time Rey started to pay attention to his fighting style. The dark lord's strikes were quick and aggressive, he mostly focused his fire on her body. His plan was to constantly keep her on the defensive, which meant he probably didn't know how to deal with counter aggression.
Rey repeatedly dodged his strikes – she remained agile on her feet. He was a little slower because his attacks required more momentum. There was waves of frustration as he continued to assault her with a relentless string of strikes. Kylo was expecting to have bested her by now – she knew it.
She blocked his skillful barrage of slashes at her abdomen. Rey took a few steps back and tried an overhead smash. Viciously, her saber clashed with his – sparks of light flew and she saw Kylo's feet slide a little on the floor. Rey knew he was a little off balanced so she kicked him in the stomach. Kylo was sent crashing to the ground with a thud. She held the tip of the saber to his face and gave him a wryly smirk.
"Always such a quick study," he said with a clenched jaw. His dark eyes were fiery when he pulled himself off the floor. "We will see how well you fare against more skilled attacks."
"We will see," Rey said, but she couldn't stop smiling.
They had practiced for many more hours before Kylo Ren had called their lesson to an end. The dark lord seemed a little peeved that he hadn't beaten her more frequently. Rey had really improved with the saber rapidly – her skill was nowhere near Ren's yet, but she was hopeful.
The remainder of her follies were the red burns that were scattered around her body. But she had received worse during her time on Jakku. Kylo was escorting back to her cell. He was still carrying his mask in one hand, and holding her hand in the other. She was always surprised how gentle he was with her, especially when she had seen how vicious he was when it came to dueling.
He put in the security code and the door for her cell opened. Ren pulled her in and for a second she thought he might kiss her again, but he didn't. Instead he let her hand free, and stopped next to her.
"I know you probably want to avoid the subject, but why did you kiss me?" She asked tactlessly.
"I wanted to." He stated simply. "And I always do what I want."
Rey wasn't sure what she had expected him to say, but she hadn't expected that. Unfortunately, she couldn't wipe the frown off her face.
"That's too simple," she muttered as she folded her hands in front of her chest.
His eyes were expressing mild irritation toward her. "What do you want me to say? Why did you kiss me back in the first place? And why did you kiss me the second time?"
She wanted to be honest, to tell him that she found him attractive and had wanted him to know she desired him too. But she couldn't bring herself to be that open, not until she truly knew how he felt. That this wasn't just him toying with her, or trying to tempt her closer to the Dark Side.
"I– I... wanted to get even," she replied, unconvincingly. She saw Kylo's brow cock up in a curious fashion.
"That's too simple," Ren mocked her, with a beguiling little smirk on his pale, pink lips.
"That's not fair," she snapped. "I just really want to know the truth. Is this part of some plan to twist me to the Dark Side? I guess, I want to know if your feelings are genuine."
Kylo remained silent, he didn't speak but that charming little smirk was still planted upon his lips. Instead of replying in a traditional sense, Ren took her hand in his and left one hot, sensuous kiss on the back of her hand. The whole time his dark, coquettish eyes never left her face, and she felt shivers of pleasure barrel down her spine. Rey felt as if the air in her lungs was trapped and she could hardly breathe. It was as if the power in his gaze was holding it captive.
"I hope that's a good enough answer," he whispered. "I'll be back tomorrow, later than usual." That's when Kylo Ren put on his mask on again, and left her alone – alone with her own unexpressed desires.
[A/N]: Hey guys, well I finally got this chapter done, and I hope you all enjoyed the kiss from Rey's perspective. I wanted to thank all of you who left reviews! You guys were so sweet and I'm glad that everyone was excited. Things after next chapter are going to start picking up quickly, so I hope everyone is pumped for that! Please leave a review if you have time, that would be amazingly appreciated, let me know what you think of Rey and Kylo's relationship thus far. Again, thank you for reading and have a good weekend! :)