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The deed split your spirit to the bone.

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meg bet u won’t write extra dirty church sex ohohoho

Happy Sinday

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The chapel is quiet. Empty. The light that filters in through the stained glass windows grows paler—soon, it will be vespers.

They don’t have much time.

Rey stifles a moan as he licks her cunt. The church forbids such acts, she knows. But then again, the church also forbids relations between a monk and a novitiate nun. The church forbids a lot of the things they’ve done. 

“Ben,” she whispers, using the name he cast off long ago. A name that is forbidden within these walls. Here, he is Kylo, a brother of the Order of Ren. To her, he is Ben. 

“Ben,” she says again, reaching for his hair underneath the roughspun of her dress. “We have to hurry…it grows dark.”

“I don’t care,” he says, and some part of her is terrified he means it. “No one will come to the confessional during vespers.” 

Rey sucks in a breath. “You would have us…do this while the others are at prayers in this very room?”

“Yes,” he growls softly. 

What he suggests is so wrong, so sinful, that she can’t help the high pitched noise that escapes her throat. He pushes a finger into her sex, thrusting gently. 

“I want you to make sounds like that while I have you in the middle of vespers,” he murmurs. “I want to have my tongue in your cunt while the Mother Superior is in the pew beside us. I want to undo you until you take the Lord’s name in vain.”

She stifles another moan. “Ben…”

“And I want you,” he continues, “to say my name just like that while Father Snoke leads the psalmody.” 

Her hands scrabble against the wooden paneling, seeking for a purchase that is not there. Ben hoists her roughspun dress higher, hooking her knees over his shoulders as his greedy tongue delves deeper inside her. A door in the back of the chapel opens, followed by the scratch of feet on the rushes. Rey bites down on her fist as she listens to the footsteps. They’re dithering at the altar, flipping the pages of the Bible. 

If she and Ben are discovered, it will be their undoing. At best, they will be dispelled. At worst…

She unravels with a small whimper, one hand clutching his hair while the other muffles the noises coming from her. Her heart stops beating for a moment, and when it starts again, she feels drained. Her legs shake as she stands up on her own, clinging to Ben. There are more sounds out in the chapel now—the monks and nuns filing in for vespers. Rey looks up at Ben in horror. 

“We can’t leave—“ she breathes. 

“We can’t,” he whispers back. “However will we pass the time?”

“Deus, in adiutorium meum intende.”

He turns her around, pressing her hands flat against the wood paneling. 

“Domine, ad adiuvandum me festina.”

She sucks in a breath as he hikes up her dress, the evidence of his own arousal pressing against her rear. 

“Gloria Patri, et Filio, et Spiritui Sancto. Sicut erat in principio, et nunc et semper, et in saecula saeculorum.”

He pushes inside her slowly and it’s all she can do not to cry out. Instead, she manages to only breathe his name. 

“Ben.”

“Amen.”

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Reylo + Shark Week

My favorite holiday is Shark Week. So, in honor of Shark Week, please enjoy this fic idea…

Rey is an ambitious Oceanographer and she is trying to put a tracker on Merman Kylo. She’s desperate to prove Kylo exists—none of her colleagues believe her.

But Kylo isn’t what she thinks. He’s not even a Merman. He’s been teasing Rey and luring her expedition further into open water.

He’s really Neptune, God of the Sea.

Neptune is looking for a Queen to rule by his side. And he’s finally found her…

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Reylo Fan Fiction - Italian English - Destiny’s Force

Chapter 13 on line 

What will Kylo Ren do next time he meets Rey? Find out in the 13th chapter of Destiny’s Force. See how beautiful Kylo Ren designed by Ariata / Elencara  is. WOW Ariata, your art is amazing. Thank you <3! 

You can read English version clic here  or you can read Italian-English here

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10  Chapter 11  Chapter 12  Chapter 13

Co-writer @sourdoughserenity -  translater and Beta : @giostyle-inspo  - 

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Shredded

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I feel the conflict in you. It’s tearing you apart.

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“And I’m not even getting into TLJ stuff, since I mean, it’s Reylo: The movie and we’d have to analyze it frame by frame.” Please do. Please. Please. Because the look in Adam’s eyes alone was just ... incendiary. A frame-by-frame analysis? Oh, absolutely. You write it, I will read it!

Not frame by frame, but here are some of my favorite moments:

The, ‘OMG SHE’S ACTUALLY TALKING TO ME, NO, WAIT, IS THAT HER HAND, IS SHE GONNA TOUCH ME, WHAT DO I DO, WHAT DO I DO, WHAT DO I DOOOOOO??!’ chin tremble.

The, ‘Anyways, I just wanted to tell you that my life only has meaning if you are in it and that if you want my heart you can have it, otherwise I’ll either kill myself of become a brutal galactic dictator, but no pressure,’ please

The, ‘Oh, she left me. Will you look at that? There is only one way to make this pain better and it’s taking it out on Hux.’ stare.

The, ‘Play it cool. PLAY IT COOL. For fuck’s sake now is not the time to jump at her. We need to murder at least eight people side by side before,” countenance.

The, ‘Fuck. I’m still into her, even though she almost killed me three hours ago. Probably it’s BECAUSE she almost killed me. WTF is wrong with me. Oh, right, I’m a Skywalker’ jaw movement.

And last but not least, this wonderful snippet of silent dialogue:

Rey: “OMG. You killed Snoke.”Ben: “Yeah.”Rey: “Thank you.”Ben: “You’re welcome.”Rey: “It’s only logical that we bone, now.”Ben: “Agreed. That’s why my face is red. I read somewhere that metaphorically it means that I have an erection.”Rey: “Really? Where did you read that?”Ben: “Probably Tumblr.”Rey: “It must be true, then! Well, I can help you with that.”*bed squeaking noises*

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Kylo Ren + First and Last Appearances in TLJ Parallel

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Star Wars: The Last Jedi (2017)

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Kylo Ren: master of the four three elements. [insp.]

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she sensed Kylo’s excitement, and his hunger—as if he were a beast finally freed to confront its tormenters

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#powercouple

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Adam Driver’s hair appreciation

Just something beautiful on my dashboard..needed it right now

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adam driver + the  °o° face

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Just Breathe - Chapter 1

This is my first attempt writing fanfic, so please bare with me. I’ll edit it tomorrow from grammar. 

Set post-TLJ, with Rey and Kylo aftermath. 

“Ben!” She gasped, grasping frantically to cover herself with the sheets. It was a mess of bare legs that her clearly borrowed white men’s shirt failed to conceal what so ever. He couldn’t look away. The borrowed shirt bothered him, a flame of jealous igniting, but he ignored it.

Sitting up ram rod straight in bed, he eyed her carefully.

She was flustered, her cheeks burning red but maintaining eye contact nevertheless. “Is this really an appropriate time?”

He couldn’t look away, as he watched her hair tumble around her face. He had never seen her hair down before. She was enchanting. “I didn’t plan this.” He whispered. All resolve was fading almost instantly.

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Chapter 1 - 

Beads of sweat ran down her forehead as she practiced in the red sun of this foreign planet. It had been several hours at this point, Finn head left to go check on Rose awhile back and Leia parted even earlier than that to attend to the remains of the Resistance. She sensed Poe watching her for a moment from the safety of the ship, but she wrote that off as curiosity. It had been two days since the bloody fight on Crait and Rey already knew she needed to get back to practicing. It was when she was absolutely certain she couldn’t go on any more when she felt the tug of the force.

“Not now, please” she managed to get out while being completely out of breath.

He remained motionless, a dark and towering figure that was just at the corner of her vision.

Hands on her knees, she tried to catch her breath and not look at him. She couldn’t do this right now. Everything had just fallen apart. The Resistance escaping was lucky at best, but so many people were dead. She couldn’t handle any more at the moment.

“Rey.”

“Please, don’t do this.” She whispered, her heart and head were so confused. She felt winded.

She could sense his frustration through the force. He was struggling, just as she was. But regardless, she couldn’t think about him right now. It had all been too much. She just needed a moment to herself, even though it had been several days since their last force bond as she boarded the Millennium Falcon.

Everything was quiet for a moment.

Caving, she turned to look at him and instead of seeing a frustrated and dark Sith Lord all she saw was Ben.

Wringing his gloved hands, he couldn’t seem to find anything to say to her. Part of her felt relief, she wouldn’t have anything else constantly lingering in her head. But the rest of her felt an ache that she didn’t understand. Before she could speak, before should could really breathe he nodded and looked away. His hair was untamed and his clothes were unchanged from last time she saw him kneeling before her.

“Ok.”

The bond shimmered and faded before she could change her mind. She breathed hard, trying desperately to catch her breath and calm her busy head.

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Kylo sunk to his knees in the privacy of his own chamber.

He couldn’t believe that he had gotten to see her again. After seeing her board to Millennium Falcon, and her closing the door on him… He questioned deeply if the force bond would open again. His frustration was the primary emotion in this moment though.

He was so relieved to see her. She’s absolutely fine. She’s even training! In a time like this, where she clearly must be on the run. Her dedication, her talent is all unmatched. If only she would let me help her… But that wasn’t the case. She wanted nothing to do with him. He had blown his chance and she wasn’t going to give him another. It was a whirl wind of emotions. He wanted nothing more than to yell at her for idiocy, but seeing her exhaustion had halted him. She didn’t trust him, and she was tired.

He understood though her mistrust. As fellow child cast offs, we didn’t warm to people easily and we didn’t need companionship. Even when hurt.

Squaring his shoulders, he decided he wouldn’t need her either.

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Kylo never fathomed that he would see her so soon again.

Night had fallen, and he had been attempting to fall asleep while carefully trying to get an update on Rey. It went against everything he had resolved to do earlier this afternoon, but it was almost habit at this point. They had been bonded for several days, and his natural curiosity had him constantly investigating their bonding.

She laid with her back to him, perched on the other side of his bed. Curled tightly in a ball he could’ve easily scooped her up and placed her entirety on his torso. Reflexively, his hand reached towards her but he stopped it before he touched her. She had asked to be left alone, and he had decided he wouldn’t need her as well.

He should honor their wishes.

She had already her chance to be with him. Everything in his head told him to let it go. Focus on destroying her, destroying the past and move forward. Before he could will himself out of the bond, she startled and sprung to face him.

“Ben!” She gasped, grasping frantically to cover herself with the sheets. It was a mess of bare legs that her clearly borrowed white men’s shirt failed to conceal what so ever. He couldn’t look away. The borrowed shirt bothered him, a flame of jealous igniting, but he ignored it.

Sitting up ram rod straight in bed, he eyed her carefully.

She was flustered, her cheeks burning red but maintaining eye contact nevertheless. “Is this really an appropriate time?”

He couldn’t look away, as he watched her hair tumble around her face. He had never seen her hair down before. She was enchanting. “I didn’t plan this.” He whispered. All resolve was fading almost instantly.

Huffing, Rey pulled her sheet up to her chin. “I would really rather not do this right now.” Looking away, he finally noticed the wetness on her cheeks.

“Why are you crying?”

The words rushed out of him before he could stop it.

“Why do you think?!” She spat and immediately he could see the regret on her face. Biting her bottom lip hard, Rey turned her face away from him. He watched a fresh tear roll down her face and everything in him unraveled. Desperation boiled in him.

“Rey, look at me.” He commanded.

Instructing her to do anything was clearly the wrong move. She stiffened instantly. Ben swore mentally and decided he should try to back track. He had never tried to soothe a girl before, this was foreign.

“Please, Rey.” With a slightly softer tone, he tried to remember the way she called him Ben after their fight. In the chaos of that moment, her voice was enchanting and calling. It was comforting and so desirable. He wanted it.

Rey, lower lip trembling, slowly turned to look at him. She took a shaky breath and her tiny frame shuddered along with her lungs. “What do you want Ben?”

He couldn’t stop the words before they came out.

“I’m sorry.”

“For what?” Her eyes were burning with emotions that he couldn’t understand.

His hands trembled.

“For the forest. I shouldn’t have thrown you. I shouldn’t have taken you. I shouldn’t have tried to make you give me the map.” The words fell out rushed and crowded together, but it was unstoppable.

Surprise registered on her face, but only last a moment before a bitterness settled. “That’s what you choose to apologize for?”

“I am sorry, Rey.”

The sound of her name from his lips seemed to paralyze her for a moment. He decided to cease his opportunity.

“Rey, I am sorry. I’m sorry for this mess. I don’t agree with that you are doing, but I did mean what I said. You aren’t nothing to me.”

While his honesty left him far more exposed then he had planned, he had never lied to her and he wasn’t going to start today. She had left him, but that didn’t mean he had to leave her. He just couldn’t need her any more, for his own sake.

Rey was frozen for a moment, her eyes reeling from Ben’s omissions. She stuttered slightly, “B-Ben, that’s not what I’m upset about.”

She’s not upset with me?

  He struggled to find a response, but before he could she spoke again.

“I thought I had saved you. I let you down Ben, I’m so sorry.”

She broke on the last word, sobbing quietly while desperately trying to keep her resolve. Tears poured openly.

It was completely instinctual what happened next. He couldn’t stop it if he wanted to.

Both of his hands reached out and he pulled her curled body across his bed and against his chest in a swift motion. Both arms clutching her tightly and one hand attempting to thumb away the flow of tears. For a moment she remained stiff and startled, but with her next breath she relaxed in to him. He could feel her warmth, the pressure of her shoulder against his sternum and the weight of her in his lap.

It was like she was really here and his own breath hitched.

“Rey.”

He spoke quietly, desperately trying to stop the crying. She wept loudly, the moisture beginning to soak his shirt.

“Rey, please.”

Ben’s attempts were fruitless. She was hurting and for once she could have her guard down.

She sputtered in between breaths, “I’m sorry Ben.”

And just like that, the bond broke and his arms were left empty. Once again.

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Rey barely managed to catch herself from falling off the cot.

“Ben?!” She whispered, frantically looking around.

He was gone. The force bond had given out and she was alone again. A fresh wave of sobs came over her, and she attempted to stifle them for the sake of privacy. Stuffed in a small corner of Millennium Falcon, privacy was not a luxury they could afford. She was lucky to have the cot.

She was lucky to have Ben for a moment.

So many emotions rushed through her heart. He had been so kind to her, even when she did not deserve it. She was so frustrated, lost and confused about what she wanted. Did she want Ben? Did she want everything that came with Ben? Did she want to leave her friends behind?

Peering around the corner of her nook, she could just spot the face of a passed out Finn. Finn was her friend, and he deserved her protection just as much as Ben did.

Ben deserves protection too.

  This thought startled her, not only because it was true but because of how strongly she believed it. She tried to compose herself for a moment and reach out through the bond to him. It was like he had an almost closed door to her.

A flurry of equally confusing emotions poured from him, stemming from a sense of longing and frustration. Ben was just as broken as she was, but he had tried to help her.

Rey took several shaky breathes, trying desperately not to cry again.

Her heart missed him, even if she had only been with him for a moment.

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He had almost had her, and their parting hurt just like it always had.

Dropping his head in to his hands, a grown of frustration built within him. He wanted her, in every sense of the word.

He struggled to catch his breath for the rest of the night.

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Just Breathe - Chapter 7

RATING: MATURE

Sample: 

I can’t believe I actually just asked her to train with me.

How many times had I asked her at this point? To allow me to help mold her? How many times had she told me no in one way or another? I was truly dense to ask her after she had bravely told me about her conflict with me and agreed to try to curb her anger. I deserved no part of this girl.

“Sure, Ben.” The smile she gave me was brighter than any star I had ever seen.

I had never slept so well in my life.

Sharing a bed with a tiny, freezing, snoring girl who became a total bed hog from the moment she fell asleep was easily the best sleep of my life. She had elbowed me and drooled on me and snored loudly in my ear but it was perfection. Her face was completely smooth in her sleep, void of all the stress and worry that constantly seemed to plague her forehead in the form of a tiny crinkle between her eye brows. Her dark lashes cast the longest shadows across her delicate cheekbones and contrasted harshly with her fading tan. But nothing could trump the beauty of her flushed pink lips, slightly parted, that I wanted nothing more than to kiss again.

To kiss her awake the moment that she fell asleep in return for her gracing me with her presence. To kiss her so she knew how much she meant to me. To kiss her to show her how frustrated I was with her and her refusal to be by myself. To kiss her to let her know that she would never be alone again.

But that wouldn’t be fair to her; she needed to want it.

In the early hours I had woken up to the sound of what I assume is porgs squawking at one another. She was still fast asleep, face pressed in to my shoulder and fingers laced with my own.

There is no way I’m waking her up.

Readjusting slightly, I focused on the pressure that her small body had against my own and tried to desperately rein in the desire to do more than sleep. Somehow, I must’ve fallen asleep again.

  The light was streaming in at full force at this point in the morning through the small gaps in the rock structure of this little hut. Immediately everything felt wrong. It felt like waking up every other day.

I was alone in this empty cot, with my cloak carefully tucked around me and an absurd amount of space to myself.

“Rey?”

Glancing around the hut I could see her cot looking just as vacant and dusty as the rest of this aged space. Sitting up hastily, I stumbled over myself trying to get to my feet and to the wretched door. Yanking it open, I ignored the bitter cold of this desolate planet of green as I surveyed the area. “Rey?” I tried again, a little louder this time. She wasn’t in the microscopic stone village upon first glance and but on my third call out I noticed smoke rising from behind one of the huts.

Snagging my tunic from next to the cot and boots, I tugged on the shoes and jogged towards the smoke while trying to yank on my shirt. I came up behind her, sitting cross legged in the midst of thousands of scattered rocks and a peculiar aquatic animal being pit roasted over a cooking fire. Rey must’ve heard me, because she glanced over her shoulder and shot me a smile that made my knees buckle.

“Where is the fire?”

Ben looked like a hot mess.

His hair was truly was disorderly at the kindest description, his shirt was crinkled and not properly tucked and one shoe was untied. His eyes had this mildly wild expression that I hadn’t seen since we were back at in Snoke’s thrown room. Breathing heavily, he dropped next to me and huffed in response to my prodding while carefully folding his impressively long limbs to match my own. I would argue that I spotted an eye roll as well. A hot mess, but hot none the less.

The fact that I just thought that brought a burning blush to my cheeks.

We sat in silence for a moment before he spoke in a very even and controlled tone, “Did you sleep well?”

The burn I felt in my cheeks rivaled the heat coming off the roaring fire in front of me. Using the force, I rotated the fish and looked straight ahead. “I slept quite well,” and added after hard gulp, “and you?”

In fact, sleeping in Ben’s arms had been the most comfortable sleep I had ever had. I spent the vast majority of my life sleeping alone on rusty pop up cots or shredded seat cushions I had collected from ship remains. It was always cold. But pressed up against one of the largest humans I had ever met was nothing like the cold. His warmth was simply everywhere that I could reach and then some. Nothing could trump the sensation of his hands on my body though. One laced carefully through my own as he subconsciously rubbed a small soothing circle against the back of my hand and the other reflexively wrapping its digits around the small of my waist with such tender precision.

The weight of him was the most comforting feeling in the world.

Ben seemed to be waiting for me to make eye contact with him before speaking. Chewing my lip, I turned and tried to keep a neutral expression. He raised an eye brow, but spoke calmly with a smoldering look, “Last night was incredible.”

The blush burned its way to my cheeks.

The words tumbled out my mouth in a fumbling rushing, “Oh, that’s great and you know you slept away most of the morning and I got up at dawn and went fishing by the cliffs after my training session before building this fire. It’ll probably take a good hour or so to finish cooking and I need to return to the Millennium Falcon and check in with the Resistance because I said I would contact them every morning for a status update in case they needed my help because I can help them even if I’m not with them. Do you need to go to your own ship? I can’t imagine you don’t have things you need to do in the First Order since you are probably the one in charge at this point-“

“Yes, I do need to check in.” Interrupting me with a completely surprised expression and tiny smile on his face. It looked like he was possibly even trying to not smile at me and I suddenly registered how close he was to my own body.

“Great! Let’s go.” Popping up, I was on my feet with staff in hand and striding out of the camp in an instant when all of a sudden I was stopping in my tracks as I felt his hand close gently around my elbow.

Turning to face him, still on fire from the awkwardness of the situation he spoke quietly, “Can you wait for me? I would like to properly dress before I send in the orders for the day.” I couldn’t breathe for a moment; his face was composed but open for once. Ben wasn’t hiding from me anymore.

I could only nod, in which he carefully spoke, “Thank you, one moment.”

He vanished behind Luke’s hut in a few strides and I could breathe again.

I need to settle down.

One moment, I wanted nothing more than to be on this planet with Ben and the next I can’t even bring myself to sit next to him without wanting to run. I kept running to him and running away from him. For a man who struggled with clearly expressing himself and had a short fuse from my understanding, this couldn’t be easy for him. I have no idea the amount of self-control he is practicing aright now, or even why he is. Actually, I probably can guess why – I stopped that thought in its track.

Fiddling with my staff, I impatiently spun it while trying to settle my own irrational nervousness.

He appeared after a few minutes looking far more put together. Arm wraps on straight, tunic lying flat, boots actually tied and his hair straightened somewhat to the point where he was presentable. Still broody and intimidating from a distance, but as he closed the gap between the two of us and I noticed that he hadn’t bothered to grab his light saber. My heart thudded as my head tried to desperately process what that meant to me.

He trusted me.

“Are you ready to-“

Instincts ceased me and all of a sudden I was wrapping my arms around his waist and burrowing my face in to his chest. Ben froze for a moment, but all of a sudden I felt his arms wrap carefully around me with one gripping my shoulder and the other at my waist. “Rey?” He asked, confusion dripping into his tone.

“I’m sorry.”

“I’m confused.”

“I’m sorry, I don’t know how to do this –“, He pulled me slightly away from his body while keeping a hand at the small of my back and using the other to try to guide my face so he could look at me, “because I don’t how to do this. I’m so used to just moving on like nothing is wrong, but I’m mad at you. I’m also, well, a lot of other things but I don’t know how to talk to you. Be with you. I’m used to pulling everything together after chaos, but it just doesn’t feel fair to act like nothing is wrong.”

Ben’s eyebrows furrowed for a moment before he spoke, “I understand, but how about we just discuss our disagreements later? I’m not going to let you be alone because you aren’t ready to talk about this.”

I chewed that over in my mind for a moment. Maybe I could just enjoy not being alone for a moment, I didn’t have to discuss how upset I was with him yet. We both needed time to think things over, maybe? Maybe he would change his mind? Maybe I’m a fool for thinking anything will change? Sighing, I carefully returned to hugging him for a moment before untangling myself.

“Ok.”

“Ok?”

“Ok.”

He breathed deeply and gave me a genuine smile before carefully brushing my hair out of my face. “Lead the way then, Princess.”

Now I rolled my eyes, “I’m not in a dress.” I began to head towards the staircase towards the beach, thinking he would fall in behind, but he kept pace with me despite my usual speed.

“Doesn’t matter.”

Scoffing, “What do you mean it doesn’t matter?”

He grinned again, “It doesn’t matter. You don’t see yourself clearly.”

Snapping my head around, I elbowed him and snarked, “What does that mean?”

“Doesn’t matter.” Oh clearly I wasn’t getting anywhere on this front. Clamping my mouth shut, I skipped down a couple steps to get me ahead of his ego but he kept up again.

“Would you like to train after we finish with the ships and eating?”

Shocked, I glanced over my shoulder and noticed he had a nervous look on his face by the way he lightly chewed his bottom lip and tried to look casual.

I can’t believe I actually just asked her to train with me. It was impulsive and stupid. 

How many times had I asked her at this point? To allow me to help mold her? How many times had she told me no in one way or another? I was truly dense to ask her after she had bravely told me about her conflict with me and agreed to try to curb her anger. I deserved no part of this girl.

“Sure, Ben.” The smile she gave me was brighter than any star I had ever seen.

Smiling back felt wrong, like it was being smug, but I couldn’t help it. While we casually remarked on the Porgs who seemed hell bent to get stomped on (“I’m fairly certain the little one is trying to get maimed”), it was far faster going down these stairs then up and we reached the beach quickly.

“I’ll meet you back at the fire when I’m done, Ben!” Cheerfully, before running head long up to the Millennium Falcon.

While the sight of that wretched ship brought a wave of raw emotions to the surface, the sight of Rey was so much more powerful. She was a spark of light, constantly, even against the darkest backdrop.

The moment I walked aboard my own ship, my mood began to deflate in large increments. It took several moments for the mundane lieutenant to inform me of the lack of progress the First Order has made on finding the Resistance and ask for new orders. By the end, I was in no mood to deal with idiotic clones when I had Rey as an option for company. General Hux had made virtually no real leads and seemed to avoiding reporting me. Normally this would be an excellent excuse to destroy the imp but today I had plans that I was keen to attend to. I handed off general orders and stalked off the ship as quickly as possible.

Going up the staircase alone stoked the fire of annoyance in my mood and I was practically morbid by the time I reached the cooking pit. Rey must still be at the Millennium Falcon, so instead I inspected the sea creature. Speared through one of it’s eight eyes, I had no idea what the three tailed could be or if it was even edible. How Rey had caught it was unknown to me and how she knew what it could possibly be was even bigger mystery.

I became antsy, where was she? She couldn’t have left the island, right? She wouldn’t leave?

Carefully, I reached out through the bond and was practically startled when I felt her reaching right back.

Ben? I’m on my way back up, sorry for taking a moment – hey, what are you doing?

  Fuck.

Just checking in.

  I’ll be back in just a moment, on the last stair case now.

Breathing was suddenly easier, she would be here in a moment and it was like a weight had been lifted. My shoulder’s relaxed and I picked a spot in the sand where I could see her come over the hill. She had to be taking the stairs two at a time, because she emerged over the hill a moment later and jogged in to view. Rey radiated light.

“Ready to eat?”

“What the hell is this thing?”