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New prompts go in Prompt Post #6, anon :)

I'd love to read a fill for this so please re-post it!

This is a fascinating prompt. Love it +10000000

I still come here sometimes, and hope for more.

Brilliant. XD

Of Pots and Vials

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9175738

Thanks!

A revamped and edited version of this with bonus scenes can now be found on AO3!

http://archiveofourown.org/works/7282897/chapters/16536820

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10587630

Word of warning, there's explicit non-con in this fill since I put Hux's past assault in there as well, so it's probably a lot darker than expected.
I hope you'll like it though

Han glances at Leia again. If he doesn’t stop that she’s going to kriffing stab him with her scuttleclaw knife. Which would be a shame because she’d rather use it to eat the scuttleclaw. She doesn’t get enough of them now that they’re not in season in this part of the galaxy and she wants to savour the thing. Instead Han just keeps looking at her from the other side of the table like she’s going to disappear. She is not. Not while there is still scuttleclaw on her plate and dessert to come. She glares at Han. He turns his attention back to his plate and grimaces. Good. Now he’s the uncomfortable one.

How they make it to the end of the banquet she doesn’t know but she manages to only use her cutlery for eating. If someone does not get him out of her line of sight soon, however, there might just be an incident. The band starts up, a lovely jazzy tune that she recognises from the galas of her youth. Men and women up and down the table rise and take to the floor. She remains reclined by the table. Han looks at her and her fingers clench on her dessert fork. She turns. Her brother sits beside her, failing to suppress his smirk.

‘Get him out of my sight before I stick this through his kriffing eyeball.’

Luke, the buffoon, just smiles wider and stands.

‘As you wish, sister dear.’

Leia growls and Han nearly stumbles over his tongue asking if there’s anything she needs. She rolls her eyes and pins him with the glare that made grown senators quake before her.

‘Go away. Just leave me be.’

‘But…’

‘I am not an invalid.’

He assures her that he knows that, he never meant to insinuate that, and isn’t there something he can do. Luke rescues him with a firm hand on the elbow, dragging him from the table and into the crowd. Leia sighs and rolls her aching shoulders. Is that sherbet across the table? She’s glad she kept ahold of her cutlery now.

***

‘What did I do, Luke? I don’t understand.’

Luke grins at him. Han can tell he’s laughing even if he’s not doing it out loud. Kriffing nerf herder. Is it such a terrible thing to worry over his pregnant wife? He can’t see how.

‘Come on,’ Luke’s tugging at him again, ‘You need to relax a bit before you go back or she might actually get violent.’

It’s sensible advice but he wants none of it. He’s a galaxy class smuggler damn it and he will not be dragged around by this little desert boy. Except he will of course. The boy’s his brother by law now but it’s not like he hadn’t cared already. He growls and lets Luke drag him onto the dance floor, eyes sparkling. He resists the urge to scrub his hair until it sticks up even worse.

‘C’mon, old man. I know you’ve got some moves in there somewhere.’

This time he does growl, but he’s fighting a grin and he can see Luke knows it. He grabs the squirt by the waist and hauls him in, ready for a good old fashioned samba when the song changes. This one is slower and sadder and suddenly he’s got Luke in his arms, pressed against his chest. Han’s not sure but he thinks he might be crying.

‘Hey, kid, c’mon now. What’s the matter.’

Luke glances up and his eyelashes are wet.

‘It sounds like the Force. After Alderaan. They’re mourning.’

Han coughs a bit and it’s not because he’s tearing up. It’s not. He clears his throat.

‘Back on Corellia, there was this tradition. When you lost someone to the deep space, when there wasn’t no body left to lay to rest, we’d light a fire and we’d dance. We’d dance to remember.’

He clears his throat again and loops one arm around the kid’s waist and rests the other one on his shoulder. Slowly Luke straightens up and gets himself in roughly the right position. Han steps forward, Luke steps back and they join the music in swirling about the room. Han can see the tears rolling freely down Luke’s cheeks and there’s some awful dust in his own eyes.

They spin and step and loop for eons in the midst of the crowd before the music builds to a last shattering crescendo and then drops softly to swim around their feet before fading away. Han clears his throat and rubs at his stinging eyes. Drat all that kriffing dust anyway. Luke just steps forward and embraces him, clinging until he can let go looking slightly more put together. Han stands still.

Eventually, a lighter, brighter tune begins to fill the space and they retreat from the floor to seek out Leia. They join hands with her and soothe her as she sheds her own few tears. Then they laugh together as Leia brandishes her spoon at her husband.

Oh NO I love this, poor FINN - that "I'm sure it's different with you" - I'm gutted

It's a fluffy little thing, but here you go: http://archiveofourown.org/works/11389455

Hope you like it!

A thousand years later and I found a partial fill for this in my drafts. Its now finished and posted on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/12449898

shows up literally years later with coffee This is written! It's posted!

http://archiveofourown.org/works/12969612

A-ma-zing.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/14550255

Hope you'll like it :)

The clotting factor tattoo is the most fucking inspirational aesthetic shit I’ve ever heard of omfg

just, it’s gene sequencing no one’s gotten me on the list for yet but suddenly,,

GOALS

Belated Author!anon here and working on it now!

Kylo is thirsty for hungry for Reys pussy! He eats her out whenever he can and if he doesn’t get her to do it? He’ll would look at her an nuzzel her legs and hip until she cannot resist the need of getting the pussy eaten out. He asks her to sit on his face and he holds her body so she won’t escape the pleasure she’s gonna get. He is starting to suck and eat and lick! This makes Rey moan and Kylo does eat her out and out.... the moaning continues even after she juiced all over Kylos head he continues even more. Eating out and out until he is finally quenched. But this doesn’t last long! Soon after that Rey turns to kylo, takes her bandages and wraps them over his legs and arms so he cannot escape. She puts her index finger into her eaten pussy, only wetting and squirting out the pleasure juice! After that Rey start to ride Kylos Penis. She starts slowly and says:“I’ll do the moving so you can sit back and relax ok, Ben?“... riding for what seems like ages of pleasure and both are moaning and orgasming... this continues until both are tired and fall asleep... ofcourse Kylo sucking on Reys pussy while falling asleep and Rey slowly moaning herself to sleep....

Kylo Ren was out of the elevator before the doors finished opening and he was practically running down the corridor.

General Hux met him then had to pivot and run to keep up with the Supreme Leader.

“We believe the creature was trying to infiltrate our security by masquerading as one of the knights.”

“How badly injured is Ushar?” They arrived and had to wait for the airlock to cycle to let them in the isolation lab.

“No one is sure of the species, but it woke up angry and is being kept in an isobay. As to the knight it is impersonating…”

“Soft pink fur, kept short? Pointy teeth? Four fingers instead of five? Big round golden colored eyes? That is Ushar. Has always been Ushar.”

They emerged and the lab supervisor said with obvious contempt, “The soundproof barriers are up, the beast has been making an unpleasant screeching.”

Kylo walked over and put his hand on the door, closing his eyes and concentrating. After a few seconds Kylo opened the door over the objections of General Hux and the lab supervisor.

He peered inside and then asked the supervisor, “Where is their gear? Helmet and so forth?”

“I don’t know sir.”

“Go find the gear.” Kylo turned as a gurgle and whine attracted his attention, “I’m trying to find your vocoder at the very least.” Kylo removed his hooded cloak and passed it to the naked knight. He half smiled at the cheery sounding whistle.

Then he caught Hux’s sneer and the smile departed his face. “Something wrong, General Hux?”

“That thing…”

“That is Ushar of the Knights of Ren.”

“It’s been…”

“Zie has been one of the Knights of Ren for longer than I have. Did we ever figure out how old you are?” Kylo listened to a clicked response. “No, I didn’t think so.”

“Are any of the rest of the Knights – nonhuman?”

Kylo fixed Hux with a glare of his own. “Does it matter? They do their jobs, follow the calling.”

“You aren’t going to say.” Hux frowned at the noise from the cubicle, “Is it laughing at me?”

“Zie is laughing.“

The lab supervisor could only track down the helmet, weapon, and only one boot which got thrown at the supervisor. Ushar settled the helmet on zie’s head, and asked, “Permission to return to the ship?”

“How badly hurt are you?”

“Some scorched fur, several bruises from the rough lading.”

“I’ll go with you.”

Ushar put the hood up and walked out of the isolation cubicle, holding zie’s weapon and holding the cloak shut. Kylo looked at Hux, “I’ll join you shortly.”

Hux watched the pair enter the airlock and sneered in disgust at the Supreme Leader’s attitude.

Once inside the Night Buzzard Ushar handed the cloak back to Kylo. Zie removed the helmet and set the weapon aside then let out a loud ululating song.

“Feeling better?” Cardo asked, getting a swipe of a hand in response. Cardo only laughed then pulled Ushar into an embrace.

The Chief of the Syndicate sneered at Kylo Ren and the assembled Generals of the First Order. “He hasn’t broken yet, but it’s only a matter of time. Our techniques always produce results.” He waved and Hux was dragged in from another room, beaten and bloody. One of the guards jabbed him with a shock stick making him cry out.

Hux lifted his head and felt a surge of embarrassment at his torture being witnessed. He could only barely see out of one eye and he could make out a tall figure in black on the screen. His steely resolve cracked a bit and he cried out, “Ren, kill me!” He heaved a deep breath, his voice cracked as he called out again, “Please Leader Ren!” He cried out in pain as he was hit with the shock stick again.

“Do I look like the compassionate sort?” Kylo asked, his voice sounding cold even through the vocal modulator. “Now if the ship you are on is a retrofitted Corellian war cruiser with an upgraded hyperdrive,” Kylo caught the tiny nod, “And if that ship happen to suffer a reactor overload that blew up the vessel with all hands on board, well, your death would be a horrible tragedy for the First Order.” The channel cut out.

“Get them back.” Ordered one of the general.

“They’ve been destroyed.” Kylo said confidently. “A shunt on the hyperdrive got stuck open and the crew could not get to it due to the door being physically locked shut with a wrench. Record General Hux’s death on the day log.” He turned and left the room, “You can confirm the ship destruction if you feel like it.”

Kylo entered Hux’s cabin and took his helmet off. He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, not bothering to wipe the tears from his face. He opened his eyes when Millicent bumped against his leg. He set his helmet down and reached down and scooped up the cat. He pet the creature as she licked his face. “I’m afraid he’s not coming back. You and I shouldn’t have any issues.” She settled into his arms and he continued, “Just try not to knock Grandfather’s helmet off the pedestal more than twice a day.”

Kylo walked over and sat on the bed, just for a few moments, before collecting his helmet and returning to his cabin.

Rey had touched his hand willingly. Then she broke his heart. The next few connections were quiet, he thought sulking, then realized she was feeling guilty.

Eventually they started talking and then to his great surprise she initiated touching him. It had been years since anyone touched him in a nonviolent or nonmedical way.

Now they touched hands, hugs, leaning against each other (most often her on his shoulder, she was short) which turned into kissing and one day she sat astride on his lap while he was seated in his favorite chair, to better share kisses.

She felt the surge of pleasure that ran through him, noticed a difference, decided kissing him and caressing him was more important.

She rubbed his scalp with one hand, trailing her fingers through his thick hair and moved her kisses from his lips to trail along his scar.

“You have questions, its not like you to be shy.”

“How close was I to taking this eye out?”

“About half an inch, if your arms were a fraction longer, the heat of the lightsaber would’ve caused the ocular fluid to boil and explode. As it was I was flash blind in that eye for about a week.”

She wrapped her arms around him and pressed her face next to his. She shifted her weight slightly, “You don’t have a dick? Because well…”

“Men are proud of their dicks.”

He explained he was bon one gender, and his transition and the reasons he stalled out. “And to be honest, there are sex acts I like as I am now.” He let her hold him and digest this. Having lost friends and partners over this he braced himself for her revulsion and rejection.

Rey pulled back and looked at him, “People have left you over that?” He nodded and she muttered something in Huttese he knew called them out on that. She snuggled back against his face. “I love you for you, not your physical equipment.”

“You love me?” he didn’t mean to ask her, definitely not out loud.

“Yes, and that is what makes all of this all so hard.”

They held each other for a long time. Just nuzzling each other. Rubbing each other through their clothes, relishing the way the Force flowed between and around them.

*

“Oh no! I’m sorry!”

Kylo looked at the broken part he had caught, that she had thrown just as their link had connected. “Well,” He manipulated a piece of the part, “I can see why you threw it, hopefully at a trash receptacle.”

“Things are tight, I was giving it a once over, see if it was salvageable.” She held out her hand for the part and he handed it over.

“And your verdict, Scavenger?”

“Needs to be melted down.”

He watched as she washed her hands, feeling a surge of love at such a simple motion. He sat down on the end of his bed. She walked over and straddled his lap, greeting him with a kiss.

Kylo gave her a small smile, “Much better greeting than a broken lk/81923f flying at my head.”

They spent some time just kissing, hands roaming over clothing. Her hands tugged at his belt and he froze and she pulled back. “I’m sorry.”

“No, you’re fine, I’m not used to being touched in a loving fashion.”

Rey felt sad at this and resumed kissing him, “Then we have a lot to make up for, because you deserve to be touched, your soft skin and thick hair…”

He reached down and released his belt, pushing it off the bed and Rey released her own belt and then removed her outer wraps. They parted only long enough to remove the clothes above their waists, Rey letting Kylo remove her breast binder and moaned as he palmed both her breasts at once.

He pulled her down on top of him and they ground their hips together, Rey’s hands running all over the scars on the front of his body. She knew there were scars on his back but for now she left that issue alone.

Rey decided to be bold and shoved her pants down and off, her boots long abandoned earlier in the evening. Kylo panted looking at her in all her naked glory. She blushed then ran her hands down his legs to pull off his boots, moving slow enough he could stop her if he wanted.

He felt himself getting wet as the second boot landed somewhere. She crawled back up his body to give him additional kisses. Then she kissed her way down to the top of his pants, looking at him for permission and he nodded, helping her remove his pants.

“You’re wet.”

“Because of you, sweetheart.”

Rey crawled back up to kiss him. “Let me know if I’m doing it right.” She told him then rubbed his mound with her hand.

He moaned and arched his back. Rey cradled his head in her hand and the other hand she began rubbing at his folds and clit. He moaned as Rey worked him over. He needed one thing from her and he babbled out something that was not clear.

Rey knew he was making a request, “Didn’t quite catch that?”

Kylo pulled himself together to say, “Please penetrate me, yes right there, oh just like that…” he broke off into throaty moans as she found just the right spot inside. He threw his head back, cried out as his orgasm washed over him.

Rey studied his face, taken back by the beautiful man falling apart in her arms. His face so captivated her she neglected to notice his hand moving to rub at her clit.

Rey gasped as he rubbed her, sliding his fingers through her folds. He tugged on her and shifted her position slightly so he could probe at her entrance.

“Oh!”

“Yes?”

“Never, done that, never had anything up there.”

He pulled her in for a kiss. “I’ll go slow. If it hurts, let me know.”

Rey sighed as he pushed his finger inside her. Rey gasped as he slid inside her, then moaned as he found the spot inside her that made her cry out with a needy noise.

They lay together afterwards, relishing the skin to skin contact, content with each other’s company.

*

It had been a long tiring day and Kylo wanted a shower, meditation, and sleep.

He left his refresher to find Hux pacing his rooms. “Is there something I can do for you?” Kylo said dryly, secretly hoping for some frenzied kisses, but that seemed unlikely when he got a good look at Hux’s face.

“You insulted my training program! Ridiculed it!”

“All I said was a child ran a blockade like the one in scenario 7 with little problem. I’m sorry if that …” Kylo moved in close for kiss of apology.

Hux shoved Kylo away hard, “I looked like a fool.”

“No one thinks that.” Kylo reached out to caress Hux’s face and had his hand slapped away. “Why are you here?”

Hux frowned, then gave Kylo an appraising look, “Not sure myself…” He reached out and hooked a finger in the waistband of Kylo’s loose sleep pants, tugging the other man closer.

Kylo was not sure he was ready for more than kissing and touching. Then Hux pulled him into a deep kiss their bodies pressed together, Hux feeling that Kylo was half hard.

Hux removed his jacket and tossed it to a chair, the action disguising his opening his pants. Then he tugged on Kylo’s sleep pants. Kylo put a restraining hand on Hux’s but found himself shoved down on to the bed. He opened his mouth to protest but Hux straddled his shoulders, pushing his cock against Kylo’s lips.

“Oh c’mon, we were headed this way.” Hux cajoled when Kylo resisted. “I want to see your pretty lips on my cock, not too much to ask?” He gave a push and Kylo let him in.

The position was awkward for both and Kylo had never done this before. He was gratified when Hux pulled out but scowled at the firmer than friendly slap to the cheek.

Kylo was too busy processing that to realize Hux was on the move. When Hux tried to spread Kylo’s legs Kylo tried to resist until Hux grabbed Kylo’s cock in an almost too tight grip.

Hux pushed Kylo’s legs apart and placed his cock at his asshole. Before Kylo could protest, Hux pushed in.

Kylo howled from the pain, the burning sudden stretch. He found himself paralyzed by the pain.

Hux used his grip on Kylo’s cock to restrain the man, but he was primarily enjoying the tightness of a virgin hole and Kylo’s pained cries were simply background noise.

It felt like forever, but was only a few minutes before Hux came, flooding Kylo who let out a few pain filled whimpers as Hux pulled out.

Kylo lay in shock and pain on the bed feeling repulsion at his state. As he lay panting, Hux leaned over and kissed the corner of Kylo’s mouth. “You were great, can’t wait until next time.” Hux tidied himself up then let himself out of Kylo’s room.

Kylo lay on his bed, pants around his ankles, wondering how weak he had to be to allow this to happen. He turned on his side, curled up into a fetal position and began shaking with silent sobs.

*

Kylo Ren was in a foul mood for days. Hux took every opportunity to touch him or make obscene suggestions about what they could do behind closed doors. Kylo did his best to ignore the suggestions and did his best to stay out of touching range. He was glad for the helmet that hid his tears of frustration.

*

Hux was waiting for him when he returned to his quarters, “Is there something I can do for you, General?”

Hux was lounging on Kylo’s bed. “You could take everything off, bend over and let me fuck you.”

Kylo snarled softly behind the mask, “Or you could go to your quarters and fuck yourself.”

Hux tsk-tsked Kylo as he slid to his feet. He walked closer to Kylo, backing the man into the wall. He reached up and ran his hands over Kylo’s chest, “But you make the prettiest noises when you have my cock inside of you.”

Kylo gasped and shoved Hux away when he felt something pierce his skin. Kylo staggered, using the wall for support, then slumped to the ground, hearing the clink of something metal hit his wastebasket.

Hux knelt and removed he mask, then proceeded to strip an unresisting Kylo. He hauled the limp man over to his bed and flopped him on it, face first. Kylo heard Hux open his pants and he tried to crawl away but couldn’t do more than flop his limbs about in frustration.

Kylo let out a long moan of pain as Hux slid inside of him, Hux moaning in pleasure. “Oh still so tight, we are going to have such good times together.”

“No, please stop.” Kylo cried out as he unsuccessfully tried to not cry but could not stop the tears. He gave a disgusted grunt as Hux came inside of him.

Hux spent the rest of the evening in bed with Kylo. He would rest, then reposition Kylo, and force himself on the man who could not fight back, kissing him, telling him he was pretty, that he looked beautiful with his cock inside him.

Eventually Hux got dressed and left, Kylo sprawled on the bed, a sloppy puddle of limbs. He wept into his messed up bed linens.

*

“And try not to let your lover take such a great advantage of you.” Snoke said before his hologram faded away.

Kylo took a few extra seconds in the audience chamber, then got up and left the chamber.

*

“BEN!”

He froze hearing his father’s voice bellow out over the chamber. Snoke’s voice in the back of his mind, ”Show me you are no weakling! Strike him down and free yourself from him!” He turned and said, “I've been waiting for this day for a long time.”

“Take off that mask. You don't need it.”

“What do you think you'll see if I do?”

“The face of my son.” Han studied the now filled out face of his son but was hurt to see the pain in his eyes.

“Your son is gone. He was weak and foolish, like his father. So I destroyed him.”

“That's what Snoke wants you to believe but it's not true. My son is alive.”

“No. The Supreme Leader is wise.”

“Snoke is using you for your power. When he gets what he wants, he'll crush you, you know it's true.” Kylo knew his father was speaking from his heart, a heart that Chewbacca once described as soft like fire.

Thinking of all he had done and all that had been done to him Kylo shook his head. “It's too late.”

“No it's not. Leave here with me. Come home. We miss you.”

Feeling traitorous tears welling in his eyes, Kylo said, “I'm being torn apart. I want to be free of this pain.” He looked up as his father moved closer, “I know what I have to do, but I don't know if I have the strength to do it. Will you help me?”

“Yes. Anything.”

Kylo unholstered his lightsaber. As he had that morning, he contemplated turning it on himself, but then he saw his father’s gentle eyes looking at him.

”What are you doing?!”

He flung the lightsaber out over the edge of the catwalk. He turned back to his father who pulled him into an embrace. They pulled apart and Ben tilted his head toward the exit. “Go.” He told his father, then made a gesture with his hand knocking over all the storm troopers in the chamber.

Ben ignored Snoke as he followed his father out of the chamber, the explosion barely ruffling them.

*

Leia sat and listened to what her son was telling her. She knew there was something else and when he had rambled to a stop she nodded. “I’d like to talk to my son alone.”

“It might be a trap.” Said the intelligence officer.

Han scowled at the officer, and Ben said, “He’s good, appropriate levels of paranoia, universal suspicion.”

Leia shot her son a look, then repeated her request for the room to be cleared. They were finally alone and Leia tapped out a sequence to darken the listening devices. She turned around and took the binders from Ben, setting them on the table then taking his hands in hers.

“Ben.”

He wanted to resist, to refuse to tell his parents what had happened, but his mother’s gentleness was undoing him.

“To starboard.” Han said pulling up a chair, “Not getting on the floor. Not anymore.” He reached out and took Ben’s hand.

His parent’s combined gentleness undid him. The story of what Hux did to him poured out, the comments Snoke made worsening the situation. Rey’s decency of not mentioning it, even though what she did point out was a bit rattling.

At the end of his tale he kept his face buried in his mother’s lap. He was waiting for her to shove him away in disgust.

“I’m going to kill him.”

“No, sweetheart, it’s my turn.”

Ben listened to his parents bicker and strangely it made his heart swell with joy that they loved him so much to be this vicious. “Why don’t you just cloth, blade, stone?”

Leia frowned, then smiled. “I’m glad you can be frivolous about things.” She continued the soft fingering of his hair and Han had never let go of his hand.

“Not totally frivolous. Cloth, blade, stone is suitable method of conflict resolution.”

*

Rey approached Ben and indicated the spot next to him. “May I?”

He nodded and she sat down close but a respectful distance. “What’s that?”

He knew that hadn’t been why she sat down but he answered her, “Fried fruit pastry. My mother acquired a taste for them years ago.” He picked up one with a napkin and offered it to her.

She took it, “Thank you.” And he watched her consume it.

He finally asked, “So when do you leave for Master Luke’s hideaway?”

“I want you to come with us.”

“I’m not going, I might lead Snoke right to him. I can’t do that.”

“You need his help as much as I do.” She looked longingly at the last pastry on the plate in his hands.

There was a connection between them, he had felt it since the first time he had touched her mind. It sang in the Force but it was her longing look more than that connection that made Ben hand over the plate with the pastry.

“He doesn’t want to see me.” He barely noticed when she licked the plate.

“But you need each other. I don’t know how I know that, but I do.”

“And that confuses and frightens you, the Force showing you things.”

“You’re reluctant to leave the First Order to your mother.”

“Just a little bit. Do I have at least an hour to think about it?” She nodded and he got to his feet and offered his hand to help her up. “Because I think the next batch of pastry should be almost ready.”

*

Hux had just finished demanding the surrender of the resistance forces with emphasis on turning over Kylo Ren for his treason.

“No and no.” Leia said, stone-faced.

“Now let’s be reasonable.”

“I like being unreasonable.” Leia said, “But there is something you can do, withdraw your forces from the Thoth system.”

“Or?”

“You can choke to death.”

“And how do – “ Hux began but broke off as he began to choke. He clutched at his throat and glared at the image of Leia in front of him, “How?” he rasped out.

“Something my father taught me.”

Poe tried to be happy for the General getting her son back. Yes, he had done everyone a favor by killing Snoke, the how was still unbelievable.

The First Order, under the control of Supreme Leader Armitage Hux was still hunting them, but with the insider knowledge they had now made things a little easier.

Poe reached the end of his compassion when he found out that Rey and Ren-no-more were sleeping together. They were as discreet as they could be, but the word got out and Finn was totally depressed for a few days.

“Finn I’ve got the, what’s wrong?”

Finn looked at Poe, his misery clear on is face. “I overheard Rey telling Rose that she and him are getting married.”

“What?” Poe was incredulous.

“She was really happy.”

Poe knew he had to do something. “Look, I’ve got an idea. Give me a day and I will have a plan.”

It was a matter of knowing the right people and trusting those people. One co-conspirator placed a drug in the pillow that Rey shared with Ren-no-more, making sure they would both be out for hours.

“Finn.”

“Got her.” Finn scooped up Rey. The group held their collective breath as both Rey and Ren-no-more stirred in their sleep.

Finn wrapped Rey securely in a blanket and headed for his bunk.

Poe and his people slipped a hood over Ben’s head and wrapped him in a blanket and headed for the selected place in the woods.

Ben began to awaken from his drug induced slumber, reaching out for Rey, only to find his hands and feet were bound and he was laying on a patch of grass. He stretched out his senses and found a familiar presence, “Can you assure me that Rey is safe, Commander Dameron?” A staff hit him in the midsection, and he wheezed out, “Thought as much.”

Poe gave a nod and the beating began in earnest.

Rey began to wake up. Finn pulled her now naked body against his bare skin. He could feel his excitement building as she stirred in her sleep. She reached out, murmuring sleepily, “Ben?”

Finn moved his hand to probe at her opening. He breathed kisses on her neck.

Rey gasped awake, knowing the man holding her wasn’t Ben. The touch too hard, the kisses too messy. She pushed Finn’s hand away and gasped, “Finn?”

“Yeah, you’re where you belong, just relax.” He moved his hand back.

She pushed his hands off her and asked, “Where’s Ben?”

“Doesn’t matter.” He made a motion to pull her closer.

Rey irritably rolled out of the bed onto her feet. She grabbed her clothes, dressed while ignoring Finn’s talking and she left the room.

Ben woke as someone thew a bucket of water on him, not all of it blocked by the hood.

Poe said, “Hold him steady.” Poe opened his pants, “Can’t mindrape you like you deserve, this is the closest I can come.”

Ben couldn’t help the cry that Poe’s rough entry caused. Poe thrust brutally for what seemed like forever before he came inside Ben.

Poe pulled out, cleaned himself up, then he and his cadre left, leaving Ben a beaten bloody mess, alone in the woods, still hooded, bound hand and foot.

Ben jerked when someone took his hands, but Rey said, “It’s just me Ben.” She untied his hands and feet, then warned him that she was pulling the hood off. “Oh, Ben!” She said reaching out for his battered face.

He stopped her, “It all hurts, just help me up.”

Rey paused to give him a kiss on his lips, making him smile as much as it hurt. He tried not to wince as she helped him to his feet. “We are going to the medical unit.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“No, sweetheart….”

“If your lip wasn’t split would you be pouting at me?”

Ben tried to not roll his eyes, “Yes.” He lamented his inability to lie to her.

They entered through a side door and were mere feet from the medical unit when Leia’s voice halted them in her tracks, “Who did this to you?”

Ben shook his head and almost fell over, but both Rey and Leia caught him and helped him to the medical unit. Leia and Rey watched the doctor work and her son resist until a cough from Leia prompted him to be more compliant.

Poe was climbing the ladder to inspect the cockpit when he found himself being hauled backwards through the air to land at the feet of the general. “My office. Now!” she turned and stalked off toward her office. They were soon joined by Finn, brought by an angry Chewbacca.

“Thank you, Chewie.” She stared at Poe and Finn, letting the silence stretch into uncomfortable. “I wanted to throw the pair of you out on your rears. But I was talked out of it and have decided to instead assign the pair of you to the absolute worst assignments I can find. Neither of you are to be within ten meters of either Ben or Rey without good reason. If you get too close Rey most likely with lose her temper with you and Ben might not be there to stop her. I might let her, and so might Chewbacca.”

Poe came to a realization, “He asked…”

“For me to show you mercy. Not because he feels merciful but because he was doing his job.”

“His job?” Finn asked bitterly.

Leia looked at the man. “Ben has always been good at getting information out of people. Snoke made this his job. Snoke was evil, not stupid.” She lifted her head, “Dismissed.”

Rey had fallen into a ravine and found herself covered in a grey green pollen that sent the natives into a frenzy. They hosed her down and isolated her and were resistant to explaining until Leia made them.

“In olden days when marriages were arranged some of the participants were… reluctant. They were deliberately infected with this pollen which ignited the mating urge. The pollen was misused over the centuries and the only option was to burn the plant wherever it grew.”

“Burn it into extinction.”

“Yes. Not a decision we approached lightly, but the dangers of its misuse were having a detrimental effect on society. If the victim of the pollen does not participate in a successful mating then they will die after a few weeks. In a few hours after ingesting the pollen they will lose the ability to speak and often become aggressive.” The native looked at the monitor, “Or a lethargic puddle like your friend.”

Leia looked at Rey, curled up in the corner of the isolation room, wearing only a loose hospital smock.

Finn volunteered to help Rey through the process. Leia hesitated to give permission, the decision being hers as Rey was too far gone to consent. The native had said that it may result in a permanent bond even with just one infected party, and Finn said he would accept the risk. Despite her bad feelings about the whole situation Leia reluctantly nodded her permission.

Finn entered the room and slowly approached Rey, who looked like she was dozing off. He reached out for her and was flung against the wall of the chamber. She bolted out of the chamber, tossing people aside when they came to stop her. She came to the outer door and tried to open it, not really seeing the lights indicating the lock was activated. Rey screamed in frustration and pushed as hard as she could with the Force.

The door and its framing were pushed out, falling to the forest floor a hundred feet below. She stood, preparing to jump when something struck her on her back. She reached back and casually flung that native against the wall then jumped out the entrance to the canopy below.

Leia ran over to the native with the slug thrower, “What did you do?”

“The basin is wide and deep, I planted a tracker on her so when one of our pilots summons some bravery we can go find her.”

*

Leia accepted the cup of tea from one of the natives and watched the blip that represented Rey’s tracker that had not moved significantly in hours. Nuria also checked the readout. “This doesn’t make any sense.”

“How so?” Leia asked.

“The relentless evasions and searching usually only stops when a mate is chosen. Other scanners in the basin are not showing anything even close to her right now. It’s puzzling. The movement we are seeing is nesting behavior.”

Rey plunged through the undergrowth. Heedless of the brush around her, even managing to ignore the irritating device in her skin on her back. She could feel it buzzing but something more important had her attention. She slumped and leaned against a tree. His face, so expressive, his full lips, how very tall he was, how tenderly he touched her hand.

Rey howled, knowing how very far away he was. She threw herself against the tree but the device stayed. She took off running.

She finally paused, dropping to the ground, half hidden in the dense underbrush. She knew, just knew her mate was dreaming of her. She could see it, in her mind’s eye.

She could see his dream, and she struggled to make sense of the unimportant things she was seeing. There was music, soft and gentle in the room. He was holding her in his arms, they were both dressed all in black formal clothes, and he was holding her and they were gently swaying. She mewled at the images, not being what she wanted. Finally he moved his hands over her, making her shiver in delight as he pulled her over to a bed in the room, her on her back, him hovering over her. He gave her tender kisses, very quickly moving down her jawline, down to her throat where he added little love bites. She wailed in frustration that she was not getting relief from these images.

The images finally shifted to him pushing inside of her, whispering words of love and happiness. She wailed in frustration as the dream images of her and her mate reached a climax. She wailed in need and frustration.

Kylo sat up in his bed, panting. He sighed as he noticed how hard he was, telling himself to not do it, don’t do it, you’ll be sorry…

He looked over at the other side of the bed and felt the crushing pain of being alone, and he promised himself he would not cry, as he reached down and began to take care of himself, deciding that a very hard workout and a very cold shower would do him worlds of good.

Rey howled her frustration, the dream images not giving her the satiation she needed. She tried again to remove the device from her back, again unsuccessfully. She began pulling together loose underbrush and branches, making a nest while waiting for her mate.

Kylo Ren was working out alone, trying to not think of Rey, her face, her eyes, her compassionate nature…

With a growl he crushed another droid and sighed. He closed his lightsaber and clipped it to his belt, then a surge of searing pain hit him, sending him to the ground. He panted through the pain trying to determine where it was coming from and then he saw her, “Rey.” He breathed.

She looked at him, she was already on the ground, pounding at something or digging at something. “Please.” She begged, the needy tone striking at his core

“Where are you?” he flinched as another wave of pain hit him, “Tell me where you are and I will come to you.” He grunted through the pain as she passed on the information in mental images of the planet, its moons, it’s avian natives.

“Hurry,” She crawled toward him, reaching out her hand.

He reached out and took her hand, pulling it close and planting a kiss on the back of it. They both sighed in temporary relief, “I am on my way to you, sweetheart.”

*

Kylo rose to his feet and could feel the neediness of his mate. Nothing else mattered to him. He made his way through the ship to the launch bay. He climbed into his TIE interceptor and prepared for launch totally ignoring all the squawking about permissions and flight plans. He launched the vessel, making sure to lay down a false trail so they could not find their way to his mate, not until he was at her side to protect her.

*

“Maybe something Threepio will translate will be a help. Yes, Commander?”

“There’s a cot through there if you want to get some sleep, General.”

“I’m fine, thank you.”

Poe’s comm link went off and he answered, “Yes?”

Leia only half listened as a familiar sensation overcame her. Then she focused on the conversation Poe was having.

“…ignored all hails and evaded our warning shots, do we shoot it down?”

“No.” Leia said.

Poe told his officer, “Track it and let me know where it lands.” He closed the unit, “General? The Force?”

“Yes, you could say that.” There was a sound over their heads as a TIE interceptor plunged toward the basin. Leia met Poe’s face, “He’s not here for us. He’s here for her, she called him to her side.”

“I’m confused.” Nuria said.

Leia took Nuria’s hand in hers, “Can you keep a secret, Madame Nuria?”

*

The rough landing knocked him cold for only a few seconds. His head cleared for those few seconds and he questioned why he was here. He pushed at the windscreen and it popped free and he followed it. Standing outside he heard a wail, not from an animal, echo through the air.

It struck him like a blaster bolt, his mate was calling him. The wrecked ship faded from his attention and he moved in the direction of the cry, where the force was pulling him toward his mate.

Rey had collapsed, her energy nearly spent. She knew her mate was close, but she didn’t understand why he wasn’t here yet, had he not heard her cries?

She was about to repeat her cry when she saw him, across the clearing. Her breath caught in her throat and she warbled, not able to even speak his name anymore.

He moved across the clearing and dropped to her side, taking her into his arms. He roughly kissed her while rucking up her ratty hospital shift. She made an effort at his clothes but she wanted to save her energy for the mating itself.

He pushed off enough of his clothes and pushed her down into the nest she had made, pushed her legs apart and pushed his cock into her, causing her to cry out in happiness. She found her completion and hung onto him as he thrust in and out, finally finding his completion, filling her with his seed. They lay still, clutching each other, kissing, licking and giving each other soft love bites. She whimpered in pain and he tracked it to a sensor on her back that she couldn’t reach and by the scratches on her back she had been unable to get at it that way. He grabbed it and yanked. She cried out in pain and he turned her to lick at the wound caused by the device removal. She tuned back around to cling to his big and broad shoulders making happy noises until she fell asleep, curled up against him, safe and content.

*

“Signal Lost!” Nuria cried, “I tagged her in a place she couldn’t reach!”

“Now she has someone to help her reach those spots.” Finn said.

“They have to be looking for him. We have to assume that they are on their way.” Poe said.

“General Leia, I have finished my calculations and estimate the conjunction would have begun to break up at sunrise.” Threepio said.

“Nuria?”

“Sunrise in the basin happens about an hour later than normal sunrise, so about three hours from now.”

“If he snuck off we may have those hours.” Poe said.

Leia gave a rude snort, “He’s his father’s child, ‘subtle’ is something he’s incapable of.”

“So we have to lure two people off this planet who are only obeying their basest instincts.” Poe continued.

Leia thought it over, then turned to Nuria, “Is there a kitchen nearby? Good, Chewie, with me.”

*

They bathed together in the pond, stopping to couple every few moments. In between their mating sessions they spent long moments sharing kisses and love bites, sometimes just looking deeply at each other. They spent the rest of the night in the nest she had made near the pond holding each other in between coupling sessions.

*

The roar of engines had them taking cover, snarling at the intrusion.

Leia swung the satchel over her shoulder and hobbled down the ramp. Once she hit the bottom Chewbacca began his summoning call. She spotted movement across the clearing and allowed herself a moment to admire Poe’s piloting ability. She paused at a boulder near where she had seen the movement, placing a freshly baked sweet cake. She moved a short distance away and waited.

The cake was dragged back into the bushes and there was happy noises and some kind of nonverbal conference punctuated by gasps and grunts. Leia pulled out another cake and held it out. She tightened down her arm over the bag and held out the other hand with the cake. The pressure on the bag ceased and the cake disappeared from her hand. She turned and head for the ramp and paused at the bottom pulling another cake from the bag. She waited and the pair of them came out of the trees, muddy, disheveled with tatters of fabric hanging off of them. She walked up the ramp, the pair of them following, leading them into a closed off section of the Falcon filled with foliage and straw and blankets. She paused and gave them plenty of room to pass her letting them have the bag of cakes, eating the one in her hand herself. Chewbacca closed the section, only then stopping his call. Leia settled into one of the Wookie hammocks and finishing off her cake while the pair snuggled down, finally feeling safe enough to sleep.

*

Hangovers were not worth the fun of getting drunk enough to have them. That was why Ben never liked getting drunk. He was aware of a weight along his side and he finally cracked his eyes open painfully to look at Rey snuggled at his side in the hammock. He pressed a gentle kiss to her temple.

He finally took in his surroundings and realized they were aboard the Falcon, in a closed off section with foliage and hammocks and he spotted Leia in another hammock in the section. Rey stirred and he tightened his grip and she settled.

“Ben.”

He looked up his mother and then scowled as he realized he couldn’t talk.

“You’re not going to be able to talk for a while.” She gracefully dismounted from the hammock picked up her cane and hobbled over to them. “While Rey got the snootful of pollen, the effect seems to have passed to you and minute traces may have passed from her to you.”

Seeing the cane and knowing why she needed it made Ben unhappy. He hung his head.

Leia poked him with the tip of the cane, “No one hates this cane more than the people who end up on it’s receiving end.” She pulled out a device “This is a test for the toxin responsible. Finger, oh don’t give me that look, young man”

He sucked where the pin prick had been as his mother studied the readout, changed the tip, “Now her turn.”

Ben tightened his grip on Rey who barely flinched in her sleep. Leia read this one with a frown. “On her way back to normal.” She tucked the tester away, “Try and get some sleep, I am going to find something for you to write out your ten thousand questions.” She gave a fond shake of her head at his innocent look. She leaned in and kissed him on the forehead and he clutched her hand until she pulled away. “I’ll be back in a little while.”

*

General Hux looked at the items scattered across the conference table. Some pieces of a TIE interceptor, some tattered clothes, a pair of boots, and the most significant item, a crossguard lightsaber.

“No body?”

“No sir.”

“Thank you.” Hux dismissed the soldiers and stood alone with the debris. He picked up the lightsaber and studied it for a moment. “In charge at last, thank you Kylo Ren.”

*

Ben looked at the planet they had landed on and with a moody look at his mother he returned to the Falcon. Leia accepted the silent rebuke of taking him back to the planet that now caused him nothing but pain. She knew he realized that no one would look for them here, where Luke’s academy once stood for those very reasons.

*

“Mom, there are probably parts of this ship held together with tape and the Force.” He said, then after a long pause, “Mom?”

“I’m sure those parts have been replaced by now.” Leia said.

*

“No, back up and read that last part again.” Ben told C3PO.

“Certainly Master Ben, ‘when the nights in the magic glade have done their work and the voice retuned the family line continues for the future’ Madame Nuria was most perplexed as this was a strange mention of magic…”

“What are you getting at Ben?” Leia asked

Ben looked at Rey, who even in her sleep was pale and listless now. “It means her mate needs to knock her up in the wilderness.”

“There are no magic glades here.”

“No, but this planet, especially the wilderness is strong in the Force which so many people mistaken for magic. That is why Master Luke picked it.”

*

He packed a bag of supplies and slung it over his shoulder, then carefully opened the hatch to the compartment. He picked up Rey who made a noise that expressed both contentment and protest.

Leia was there when he turned around and she touched Rey’s face, then pulled Ben down and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

*

Rey woke up in a hammock between three trees. The memories of the past couple of weeks began trickling in and she felt a deep sense of horror. She squeaked and rolled out of the hammock and would have hit the ground but Ben caught her.

“Easy does it Rey.” He shifted her in his arms, “Do you remember anything about the past few weeks?”

She tried to talk, realized she could not and looked at him, tears in her eyes. She nodded.

“You might not be able to talk for a while, you want to try standing?”

Rey nodded and he set her down on the ground, supporting her until she could walk on her own.

They sat down and had something to eat while Ben filled her in on what had happened.

An image of the cakes filled his mind. “Yes my mother bribed us with cakes. Cakes she made, oh yes, I recognized them, she’s apparently the only person in the galaxy who knows how, no for some reason she won’t share the recipe with me.”

“I don’t know what lies ahead, all I know is I left Kylo Ren behind.” He smiled as she lifted his arm over her shoulders and snuggled against him.

Rey jerked up at the howl, but Ben just listened then sighed. “Please don’t make fun of this effort,” He turned and faced the valley, and howled a response. Rey smiled up at her mate and his talent and how he looked after her, how good a father for her children…

Ben turned after listening to the response and saw Rey curled in on herself out of humiliation and frustration. He knelt next to her and bundled her into his arms and began rocking her gently, “It’s okay sweetheart. We’re going to figure this out and I am not leaving you.” She whimpered, “I loved you before the drugs, I still love you, I will love you forever.”

Leia listened to the clak-clak noises coming from outside as she finished her morning tea. She looked up as the noises suddenly stopped.

She came out and found the pair kneeling together in the middle of the field. Leia reached out with the Force and sighed to herself.

Rey looked up as Ben came back and her eyes widened, “Why are you soaking wet?”

“Rolled in the stream.”

“Ben.” His mother said in a warning voice.

Feeling like he was five years old he sighed, then held up a lightsaber. “Built most of over that last week or so, then after we decided on Naboo I knew I needed to finish it. So I went into the wreckage of the temple, to find a kyber crystal but I got very sooty because it’s terrible in there. The refresher on this ship has always been on the iffy side so the stream was a better option. What?”

Leia smiled at her son, “You remind me of your father sometimes.”

“Just sometimes?” he switched on the lightsaber showing off it’s purple blade.

Leia smiled and shook her head while Rey ran over and embraced Ben, sharing a kiss with him.

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