“Enough!” Kylo screams, slamming Poe's head back against the rack, “You disgusting little whore!”
Poe groans, blinking away the dots clouding his vision.
“How dare you show me that! How dare you show him ruining you!” Ren growls, dropping the force hold he has on Poe and leaving the man gasping for breath once again.
“You belong to me!”
Poe shuts his eyes dropping his head forward, he's covered in sweat and tears but at least he's still alive, and if he can keep this up until Ren finally kills him, the first order still won't know anything. He only hopes Ben will forgive him.
“You belong to me! And only me! Do you understand?! You married him, you let him touch you.” He hisses.
Poe blinks his eyes open to look at the knight, Ren is vibrating with anger, his hands clenching at his side, and Poe's waiting for him to pull out his saber and end this.
“So sorry we couldn't invite you to the wedding, brother.” He wheezes, “But hey, we're in-laws now.”
Ren body goes tense, his head slowly tilts down to Poe's left hand, noticing a silver wedding band on his finger. And with a small flick of his hand, the finger snaps back forcing a scream of pain out from Poe's lips.
“I'm going to make you wish you never looked at him.” He hisses, bringing up his hands and Poe flinches screwing his eyes shut, he's going to be ready this time. But all he hears is a quiet hiss, and a soft clank, opening his eyes he comes face to face with his husband.
Poe jumps back shocked, he know he shouldn't be; he knew who his tormentor was, he knew they were identical twins, so he shouldn't be shocked by the resemblance but the last time he saw the two of them together he was 16, and he spent the last few years under some stupid impression that they wouldn't resemble each other anymore. But they do, sure they're not completely identical like they were as children. Ben's has a slight tan and freckles from working outside, while Ren looks like he's never seen sun light before, Ren's hair is long and has been flattened down to his head, while Ben's hair is short and wild, Ren's face is longer, Ben's cheeks are more pronounced, Ben smiles at him and Ren looks like he's ready to break every bone in his body.
Ren's seething with anger as he rises his hands.“He thinks he's allowed to touch you?” The restraints open and Poe falls forward unexpectedly. Catching himself just before he hits the ground.
“You think you're allowed to be with some other than me!?” Ren yells, and Poe screams in pain, curling up in a ball as his minds being picked through again.
“Does it upset you?” Ren asks, “Are you thinking of him when you look at me?” He laughs, driving a hard kick to his stomach.
“You're not him!” Poe screams, moving quickly he aims his own kick at the knight. But he freezes before he can do anything. Leg suspended in mid air, Ren's hand out stopping him.
He's smirking, shaking his head, as he slowly walks around him.
“Oh, I know.” Ren chuckles, “I am much, much stronger than he ever will be.”
“Stand.” Poe's leg drops down, and he's slowly moving to his feet with a glare.
“Fuck you.” Poe snaps, before he's held still once again by the force.
“Strip.” Ren smirks, watching the shocked and terrified look cross the pilots face, as he slips the old leather jacket off, and begins tugging off the rest of his clothing.
Poe felt his heart beating wildly in his chest as his throat closed up in panic, standing there naked under Ren's angry and lustful gaze, it was all too easy to put together what the knight was planning. “Ren, listen to me,” He tried, hoping he could talk some sense into him, “If you ever cared about me pleas-”
“Bend over and shut up.” Ren orders, and Poe doesn't even have time to process before his teeth are clenching shut and he's bending over, face flushing in humiliation as he feels Ren's eyes on his hole.
“You denied me, all those years ago, and now you go to him.” Ren growls, “I can take every memory of him from you, make you forget, replace them with myself, and you won't even know the difference.” His hand moves slowly, rubbing over Poe's crack spreading him apart as his thumb circles over his hole.
Poe flinches, it's all the movement he's allowed in this position. He glares at the wall through his humiliation, It's okay. He tells himself, This'll keep him distracted from the map, He's willing to die for the resistance, He can do this.
“I'll keep you here with me, as my beautiful prized pet. You'll be so happy once you finally belong to me. You were made for me, Poe.” Ren grins, reaching around him to stroke over his cock, laughing when Poe lets out a choked breath. “You'd be so much happier with me, I can give you so much power, I won't ever leave you, Poe. I can see it, how scared you are. Jedi aren't allowed to form attachments, so what would have happened if you brought this map home? When he finishes his training he'll have to leave you. Or did you actually think he'd choose you over power, sweetheart?”
Whatever has been forcing him still releases him, and he falls forward legs giving out from under him, forcing a groan of pain out when his knees connect with the hard floor. He rolls over quickly, scared to keep his back to the knight, especially when he's this vulnerable.
“He loves me.” He spits out, and it sounds desperate even to his own ears. He feels pathetic as he drops his gaze, the hungry look Ren's giving him reminds him too much of Ben's and he can't afford to think about that right now. The resistance will not be intimidated.
“You won't even look at me, what would your husband say? if he's anything like his mother I think he'd be pretty ashamed by how pathetic you really are.” Ren laughs, hand coming out and forcing himself back into his head. no.
Poe sobs, curling over on his side, as memories of his Ben are being dragged out. No. “Please, don't take him from me! Please!” He begs, hands squeezing against his temples as he cries. He'll die. He doesn't care, but he can't loose Ben, he can't.
“Shh, shh. It's okay, I'm just looking sweetheart.” Ren whispers mockingly, stroking over his cheek. “I love you, Pilot.”
The pet name sends a disgusting shiver through him, sobs catching in his throat. “Get out of my head!” He wails, he can't have him ruin everything, that name belongs to Ben and he's the only one who can use it. “Shut up! You're not him!”
“You like it rough right, like it when he throws you down and takes you? I can do that too, Pilot.” Ren asks, “I can be just like him, but even more powerful.”