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FILL - Re: Reylo, wing!fic (slight body horror)

[vilya_mariposa]

Prologue

Leia and Luke entered the room and stood still as statues at the sight in front of them. Han and Chewbacca were running around the high-ceilinged luxury apartment chasing a toddler with a pair of wings who was flying around the room, giggling in delight. Almost every breakable item was broken and there were feathers scattered everywhere, R2D2 was screeching away in the corner and C3PO was working himself into a frenzy.

“BEN!” Leia shouted, startling everyone. She held out her arms and Ben collided with her. She held the toddler to her as Han collapsed into a chair and Chewbacca slumped to the ground.

“Wasn’t his teeth that hurt.” Han said, “By the time we figured it out…” he waved his hand helplessly around the room. He huffed a pant, “Can’t imagine what teething is going to be like.”

Leia only sighed and cuddled her son, who kept flapping his wings trying to get airborne again. “Oh no young man, that’s enough for today.”



Present Day - Starkiller Base


Rey woke up in the interrogation chair. She took a few deep breaths and looked around the room and focused on Kylo Ren when she heard the rustle of his wings. “Where am I?” she asked, testing her bonds.

“You're my guest.”

“Where are the others?” She shifted, feeling a dull ache in her back.

“You mean the murderers, traitors and thieves you call friends?” He paused, feeling a stirring in the Force. “You'll be relieved to hear that I have no idea.” He tried to pin down the vague feeling in the Force and realized it came from the scavenger girl. There was another feeling coming from her, “You still want to kill me.”

“That happens when you're being hunted by a creature in a mask.”

He reached up and removed his helmet and set it to the side. He privately enjoyed the flustered look on her face. “Tell me about the droid.”

“He's a BB unit with a selenium drive and a thermal hyperscan vindicator…”

Kylo prided himself on not rolling his eyes at her response, “He's carrying a section of a navigational chart. We have the rest, recovered from archives of the Empire. We need the last piece. And somehow, you convinced the droid to show it to you. You. A scavenger.” He saw her nervousness and moved closer, wrapping the Force around them, “You know I can take whatever I want.”

Rey shuddered as he stepped back and held his hand out level with her face. Her back pain had gone from a dull ache to something sharper and harder to ignore.

“You're so lonely, so afraid to leave, at night, desperate to sleep, you imagine an ocean. I see it, I see the island…”

Rey concentrated on blocking him out, straining against her restraints, the pain in her back turning into a fire.

Kylo noticed the pain starting to intrude, and there was a familiarity about it but he pushed it to side, trying to search though her mind for the map. He picked up another feeling, one that highly annoyed him. “And Han Solo. You feel like he's the father you never had. He would've disappointed you.”

Rey was finding her footing, pushing past the pain like she had done so many times before, to push back against his intrusion, “Get out of my head!”

“I know you've seen the map. It's in there and now you'll give it to me. Don't be afraid. I feel it too.” He said, impressed at her strength and spirit.

“I'm not giving you anything.” She declared.

“We'll see.” He said confidently.

Rey grunted as she increased her resistance which turned into an attack and he stepped back as if burnt as he finally realized where the pain she was feeling was coming from and what it meant.

“You... you're afraid... that you will never be as strong as... Darth Vader!” she said, but her victory at pushing back against him turned into an agonized cry and she arched against the restraints.

Kylo was still trying to put his mental defenses back up, then realized she was in pain. His own wings fluttered in sympathy. He knew what was happening to her, he knew he should take her to Snoke, but an alarm from the software attached to the chair told him he did not have the time.

“OUT!” he ordered the guard and secured the door behind the guard. He removed his cloak and scarf and dropped them to the floor. “Rey!”

She writhed, too consumed by pain to really hear him. He hit the release and pulled her out of the chair.

The pain caused her to stumble and he caught her and lowered her to the floor, wrapping the force around them, holding her tightly to him.

Rey regained some of her senses when she felt him tugging at her wraps and tunic. She batted at him but it was like a jawa trying the beat back a bantha.

“You’ll be more comfortable topless.”

Suddenly she just knew what was wrong with her. “I’m a force user?” she wailed as another wave of pain ran through her.

“Yes, sweetheart, and your wings are emerging.” He finally got her top off, adding it to the pile of clothes on the floor. He guided her to the floor.

She balked and tried to keep him in her sight, but he urged her to lay face down. He took off his gloves and gently pushed her down and began rubbing her back, up and down along the sides of her spine.


The next couple of hours were a long agonizing trial as waves of pain surged through her and her wings pushed out. They were wet and made a soft slapping noise as she moved them, slapping them against the floor. She could feel him moving his wings in sync with hers, helping hers dry out.

Then she felt him press down on her using his body against her. She gasped when she got a mental image of what he wanted to do to her.

“I’m sorry, didn’t mean to let you see that, I just, you letting me help you, it’s having an effect on me.”

Rey managed a weak chuckle, “I sort of suspected you were in a state.” She pushed her buttocks up a bit rubbing against his hardness. “Not so subtle clue.”

He chuckled against the back of her neck. “Have you ever?”

She shook her head, “Couldn’t risk getting pregnant.” She lifted a hand and stoked his cheek, “But I sense that you would not abandon me.”

He tightened his arms around her, “No, I would not. Never.” He cupped her breasts in his hands.

Rey moved her hand down to open her pants then with his help she pushed her pants down. They shifted position, he pulled himself free and held down her still damp wings with his own.

She moaned, not from pain now, but from the sensation of being filled by the man pressing her down, pressing into her. “Are you all right, sweetheart?”

Rey was too overwhelmed to talk but managed a nod. He leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek, which was as far as he could reach from his position. He began a slow gentle thrusting.

They finally climaxed together. He panted against her, nuzzling her neck, pressing soft kisses. He could feel the pull to the light even stronger now. He tried to resist but the pull was strong, the warmth and comfort so enticing.

He planted a few more soft kisses on her neck, “I don’t want to move, but we have to. You have to get out of here.”

“What about you?”

His old fears and anxieties reared their familiar head, “I wouldn’t be welcome.”

Rey turned her head and looked at him, “Then we get out of here and go off on our own.”

He smiled at her determination. He kissed her cheek then pressed against her.


They got her tunic and wraps back on her. “How are we getting out of here?”

“There’s a launch bay not far from here, we can steal a ship and be gone before they realize what we are doing, just loop these binders over your wrists.”

“Won’t the guards notice?”

He scowled and held up the knife from her boot, “They missed this, I don’t have a lot of confidence in their observation skills.”



“General Hux.”

“Yes, Supreme Leader?”

“Kylo Ren is trying to leave with the girl prisoner, stop them.”

“Yes, Supreme Leader!”



Han and Chewbacca were leading a reluctant Finn away from the oscillator building, Chewbacca setting off the bombs. Stormtroopers were still chasing them and Han began to worry a little bit about making it off planet.

There was whump in front of them and Rey grunted and rolled, getting all tangled up in her wings. There was a more controlled landing by his son who made his way over to her, deflecting bolts with his lightsaber until he had enough and flung out his other hand throwing them back and scattering them.

Finn ran over to Rey and was helping her to her feet, struck speechless by her wings, trying to comfort the girl.

Han and Ben met each other’s eyes, then Ben ran to help Finn pull Rey to her feet and then glanced at his father, then took off in the direction of the Falcon.

Once Han and Chewbacca got the ship airborne and en route out of the system he walked back to the cabin to find Ben with one of Rey’s wings in his hands.

“…we’ll deal with the blaster injury in a second I have to - ” Ben reset the wing with a loud pop and screech from Rey, “...reset the dislocation”

Finn lunged for Ben but Han held him back, “Ben.”

Rey was panting but she clung to Ben. “Dad.” He said cradling her against him.

Han grabbed the med kit from Finn and tossed it in Ben’s general direction knowing his son would catch it. They shared a long look then Han headed back to the cockpit.