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Kylo sighed as a song he didn’t recognize came up, he sighed as he recognized his playlist had been hijacked.

“Ap’lek!” he called.

The man entered, removing his helmet and setting it and his cloak and gloves to the side. “Kylo.”

“Can’t I be miserable in peace?”

“Not with bulkheads this thin.” Ap’lek sat on the side of the bed. He grabbed Kylo’s hand and began to remove the glove. Kylo pulled his hand back and Ap’lek let him. “Please, Master, let us comfort you.”

This time Kylo let Ap’lek remove the glove and gradually the rest of the knights entered the room, some dedicated to removing remaining clothing and others bringing in food and drink and other necessities.

Kylo was still full of grim and dark feelings, but he accepted the kisses and the touches, until they were all nude and sprawled carefully on the low bed.

Kylo moaned as someone’s mouth descended onto his cock. He moaned in a needy fashion as his mouth was busy with accepting kisses and kisses were placed on his scars. He gave a stuttery cry as his nipples were laved and nipped and pinched.

Someone began fingering him and rubbing his prostate and he came with a growl, filling the mouth of the brother knight sucking his cock. He gave a breathy gasp as that knight swallowed as much as he could.

He was turned onto his stomach and several hands began rubbing him. Kisses were placed on his scars on his back and a mouth descended and began to rim his hole. This he pulled away from but it wasn’t a surprise and it generated no hurt feelings.

A backside with a clearly prepared hole was presented to Kylo. He shifted position and eased into the knight in front of him, moaning softly.

It wasn’t long before he came again, this time breaking into soft sobs. He was pulled out and pulled into a nest of warm bodies, where soft touches and kisses lulled him to sleep.

Kylo wanted to have sex with Rey, he wanted to show her how much he loved her. Rey had no doubt that he loved her. Kylo wanted to offer Rey some protection and made an unusual proposition.

Rey could tell by the way fiddled with the gadget in his hand he was nervous and expect her to reject both him and his offer. She stilled his hands then leaned up and kissed him. “As long as you are my first, I accept your offer.”

*

Rey shivered mostly from nerves and Kylo kissed the side of her neck as he turned her to face the men in the room. He pulled her back against his chest and kept his hands moving on her body.

One of them edged closer and reached out to touch her face and brush the sweaty hair out of her face. He looked at Kylo, “She’s as deep in the Shadow as you are.” His hand drifted down and cupped her breast.

“He’s means you’re my equal in the Force.” He turned her face and gave her a kiss, then gave her a nudge.

Ap’lek pulled Rey up and settled her on the neighboring bed ducking down to latch onto her breast and suck hard. Rey gasped, then startled as Vicrul pushed he legs apart and dove right into eating her out. Ap’lek continued to move from one breast to the other. Rey looked over when she heard Kylo moan but could barely see him under the pile of manflesh.

Rey began panting as Vicrul continued to eat her out. She gasped as she felt him probed her with his fingers. She gasped as Vicrul began lubing up her backdoor, whimpering from nervousness. Ap’lek moved up to say, “Don’t worry little sister, Vicrul is really good at this.”

Ap’lek held Rey against his shoulder and Vicrul positioned himself behind Rey, one hand between her shoulder blades and the other on his cock. Ap’lek moved his hands down to help spread her open. Rey clung to his shoulders and panted as the man eased into her ass. Ap’lek began fingering her and she began crying out, almost overstimulated. Vicrul’s balls brushed against her ass as he made it all the way in. He stayed there for a few seconds while Rey panted, getting used to the sensation. Vicrul began gently thrusting, making her pant and whmper.

Ap’lek shifted his position and Rey cried out, “No!” as she felt his cock pressing at her pussy lips.

“Shhh, it’s okay little sister.” He planted a kiss on her cheek, “Just relax, let it happen.”

Rey nodded and the men set up a rhythm. She could feel herself building to a climax and when she came she nearly passed out, barely feeling the men coming in their respective holes.

They settled down on either side of her as she came down and regained her senses. They sucked on her nipple, fingered both her twitching holes and petted her hair.

Then Rey heard Kylo crying. She was up like a shot and over at his side, pushing a man out of her way to get to his side, “Ben?” She cradled his head to her chest and he wrapped his arms around her.

“I’m okay sweetheart, it was just a little too much.” He nestled his head between her breasts and let her run her hands through his hair. “Happens sometimes.”

Kylo looked at the device they had handed Rey with a mix of dread and apprehension. Cardo had explained what they hoped to accomplish. Kylo looked at Rey, “How do you feel about this?”

“I’m going to be sore.” She caught his slightly exasperated look. “But I don’t want to hurt you. And they do seem to have your best interest in heart.”

He took the double ended dildo and gently bent it between his hands, “I will let you know if you hurt me”

Cardo and Ap’lek pulled Kylo down on top of them and Vicrul began preparing Kylo. Kylo moaned as both of the knights under him put their hands on his cock. He looked up and gasped at the sight of Rey, laying back, her legs spread as they pressed one end into her, fastening the buckles and straps a wild and hilarious process due to all the lube on everyone’s hands.

Rey stooped to kiss Kylo before moving behind him. He smiled at her intentness on following Vicrul’s instructions. Kylo shivered as she placed one hand between his shoulder blades and the other on his hip for balance.

“Breathe,” Ap’lek urged, rubbing the back of Kylo’s neck.

Rey moved very slowly, Vicrul rubbing the small of her back as encouragement. Rey rubbed Kylo’s back with her hands and once seated all the way she leaned forward and planted a kiss between his shoulder blades.

“Are you okay, Ben?”

He took a moment before answering, “It’s new to me, I feel a bit full.” He gasped as she rubbed his perineum, “Oh, sweetheart, you minx!”

Rey placed another soft kiss on his back, then began thrusting, somewhat awkwardly, but with instruction her motion got smoother.

With the stimulation from all sides and the knowledge it was his Rey doing this to him he came with a soft roar, then he broke into tears as he passed out from the stimulation.

He came around with Rey cradling him against her chest, running her hands through his hair and smiling when he came around. He shifted so he could kiss her, then pulled her down into his arms and she rubbed him and caressed him until they drifted off.

Kylo Ren entered Snoke’s throne room. He noticed a cage holding some kind of creature with three different kinds of fur, and large scales or plates. He couldn’t tell in the brief glance he gave it about appendages or a head.

He knelt in front of Snoke’s throne and waited. Finally Snoke got up and walked over to him and tilted his head up. “You saw the cage with my newest pet?”

“Yes, Master.”

Snoke ran a hand along Kylo’s cheek, “It’s attached to portions of my nervous system.” He ran his hands through Kylo’s hair. “I have needs that you are going to satisfy today.” He walked back to the throne, “Take off your clothes, then come kneel in front of the dais.”

Kylo did so with great trepidation but very soon he found himself in front of the throne. Snoke opened the front of his robe and beckoned the young man forward. Kylo moved forward and stroked Snoke’s cock with one hand a couple of times before lowering his mouth over the cock. He began a gentle suction, still moving his hand up and down Snoke’s cock. Snoke never actually came from this, but Kylo still did his best.

Snoke pulled him off, then Kylo gasped as he was grabbed from behind by the creature who held hm up in the air in front of Snoke. He gasped as a slick tentacle shoved itself up his ass. Kylo cried out at the speed of the intrusion.

“I never get quite the satisfaction I desire out of you, pleasant enough, satisfactory in its own way,” Snoke said as he manipulated the tentacles of the creature to reach around and wrap around Kylo’s cock and tug a little bit on the hard side. Kylo’ limbs windmilled as he was too high off the ground to gain any purchase there. He cried out as the tentacle increased in girth and speed of its thrusting. He heard Snoke’s moans of pleasure. The girth increased again, the grip on Kylo’s cock was now very painful. Kylo cried out in pain and then screamed in pain as the texture of the tentacle changed from soft to a rough pebbly texture. He wailed as the movement became painful.

Snoke leaned back in his throne, “Finally getting close to something pleasurable.” He basked in the pleasurable sensations.

A tentacle was jammed into Kylo’s mouth, vaguely cock shaped, but very thick and of the rough pebbly texture. It did not feel good and tasted even worse. The cock tentacle filled his throat and he could not breathe properly. Instinctively he began to struggle.

“Oh don’t fight it, you look lovely like this.”

Kylo couldn’t stop the instinct to struggle. The tentacle was too thick and the texture too unyielding. He began to see black spots in his vision when the tentacle in his ass began spurting into him. When the one in his mouth began spurting too, he passed out.

He came to with liquid oozing out of him at both ends. He felt an unpleasant feeling of overfullness and could feel he was swollen with internal fluids. Worst of all he was aware of Snoke’s feelings of disappointment.

“Get dressed and get out.” Frustration and disapproval radiated from him.

Kylo pulled himself to a kneeling position, and managed to say “Yes, Master.”

Snoke reached out and hauled her off her feet and brought her up to him. He reached out and touched her cheek. “Yes, you will give me everything.”

“No.” Rey said with determination and a little bit of disgust.

He probed her mind and said, “Oh my, a virgin all the way around.”

Kylo shuddered, memories of when Snoke had said that to him making him nauseous. He did not want that to happen to Rey.

“No!” Rey cried out as Snoke began pulling her pants down.

Kylo jumped to his feet, pulled his lightsaber and rushed Snoke. Snoke batted him away as if he were an insect. He changed Rey’s position in midair, turning her to face away and bent her over. He slid a finger into her. Rey screamed as she was dry and his large finger abraded her insides. She tried to struggle but he kept her arms at her sides out of the way. Unable to make any progress physically she resorted to cursing and swearing.

Kylo bounded to his feet and barely made it two steps when he was struck down again. He heard Rey’s fierce words that occasionally were interrupted by screams of pain as Snoke removed his finger and opened his robe.

Kylo rolled to his feet to lunge at Snoke but was knocked down yet again. He could hear Rey scream in pain as Snoke began shoving inside of her.

All he could do was lay on the ground, listening to Rey scream and cry in the pain of Snoke’s penetration of her. He gave a sob of remembered pain, then rolled to his feet for another try and Snoke zapped him again and pinned him to the ground, all his limbs seized by painful muscle contractions. Rey screamed again and most horridly he could hear the satisfied noise Snoke made, to which Rey replied with more cursing, mostly about…

Rey was angriest about the treatment Kylo was getting, as if she didn’t matter. But she was being raped by Snoke, why or how did she find the energy to care about him?

Kylo could not move his limbs and all the anger he was trying to use was not helping him.

“Don’t worry my young apprentice, your turn is next.”

Rey let loose a long stream of profanity that insulted every aspect of Snoke’s existence and his parentage. “That’s enough out of you.” Her words cut off as he began choking her.

Kylo could not move, flopping helplessly against the energy that pinned him to the floor. The pain and anguish and fury he was trying to channel into useful action were not helping. He went still, shutting out all the horror and the pain, pushing past the anger and the fear, reaching for a place inside himself he had not been to in years. The only way to help Rey was to not struggle, not to react, to only act from a calm centered place. He breathed deeply and reached out.

Snoke looked up and sneered as Kylo’s lightsaber activated and came at him. He flicked it away and then gasped. Rey gave a short cry of surprise as she fell on the floor, rolling to look at Snoke, seeing the lightsaber’s blue blade sticking out of his chest. Rey pulled up her pants as she scooted out of the way of the falling corpse.

She looked up to see a hand being offered to help her up. She accepted his help to her feet, tugging her pants the rest of the way up. She looked into his eyes, “Ben.”

He only nodded and called both lightsabers to them. They shared a look and nodded, then activating the lightsabers turned to face the Praetorian guards.

Hux worked his jaw, his head ringing from the punch he had been given. He was pushed toward the wall where all the generals were seated. General Kolker helped him sit next to her. She gave him one of her grimmer looks. “You are an impetuous hot head with a big mouth.”

“Really? You obviously haven’t spent a lot of time around Kylo Ren.”

She frowned. “It’s going to get you in real trouble someday.” She sighed, “We should discuss how we are going to discipline those who gave into these traitors.” She braced herself, “And we should do some studies on where the training program…”

“The flaw is not in the program!” Hux hissed.

“Silence!” one of the traitors ordered.

The group of traitors were arguing amongst themselves about the next step and which hostage would be the first to die while they waited for the requested items to be brought to them.

The door chimed and a tall man wearing the insignia of a major entered, holding a tray with the requested items. The head traitor stepped forward to take the tray only after the door was closed behind the Major.

The Major moved to put the tray on the table, but at the last moment swung the tray and struck the lead traitor in the gut with the tray. He spun sending an elbow into the face of one of the two behind him, swinging out a long leg to knock down the other. He somersaulted over the table and yanked a blaster from of the other traitors, using it to shoot the other traitors.

The generals had gotten to their feet and moved to take the weapons from the traitors and Hux turned to confront the Major, a man he did not recognize.

“Leader Snoke asked me to help you.” He handed the blaster to Hux. “Now if you will excuse me, I must report to my Master.” He gave a half bow to the Kolker and Hux and walked out of the room with his usual stride.

Hux was shocked and whispered to himself in shock, “Kylo Ren?”

Fatherhood, complicated

Lando followed the sound of laughter and saw his friend Han Solo in an open area of the facility. Han was swinging his son Ben around in wide arcs, making the toddler squeal in peals of laughter. He leaned on the railing and watched as Han pulled the boy into a close hug.

Lando jumped a little as crates that he had not noticed floating dropped down, making Han jump and Ben giggle.

*

The thug threw Han up against the wall, one of its four arms pressing against Han’s throat. Chewbacca roared from where he was pinned down by four more thugs and Han could hear Ben screaming for him. Han managed to rasp out, “We can talk about this!”

“Time for talk is over!” Thug bellowed, then wheezed, “You have, for the last time,” the Thug began choking and staggered back, two of his arms went to his throat as he began to choke. Han pushed the thug off and raced over and grabbed Ben.

“Let him go, kid, c’mon let him go.” He whispered to Ben as he turned to the thugs holding Chewbacca. They let the Wookie go and they fled the room. Ben went limp in Han’s arms, but a quick check showed he had just passed out and a roar behind them told him Thug was released.

*

Wedge Antilles watched Ben run past him, a pair of golden dice in his chubby little hands, being fake chased by Han. He smiled then looked at the dejarik board, asking Chewbacca, “Aren’t you afraid he’ll choke on the dice?”

“He’s pretty good about putting only food items in his mouth. Winter says they were blessed with a good baby.”

“You sound skeptical.”

“On Kashyyyk all babies are good babies.”

Wedge made his move, “Some human babies are just very poorly behaved when they are that small.” He glanced over where Han was swinging Ben around, the boy laughing.

Wedge then noticed that small objects were gradually lifting off the various surfaces around the cabin. “Chewie…?”

“It happens sometimes.”

“Ok, okay.”

*

Han woke up to the sound of a pain filled roar. He leapt to his feet and ran to where Chewbacca was clutching a singed hand. Han realized he was still holding Ben and placed the sleepy toddler down on a nearby box as he ran for the burn spray.

Han came back and froze. Ben had climbed off the box and had placed his tiny hands on Chewbacca’s arm and the wound was healing before their eyes. Han handed Chewbacca the burn gel and pulled his son away. Ben fussed but Han and Chewbacca shared a knowing look as Han cuddled his son. “C’mon, time for bed, kid.”

Han came back to check on Chewbacca, who was examining the burn, which looked far better than it had. “Not a word. To anyone. Ever.”

“Agreed.”

*

“I think I’d better get him out of here, he’s looking a little ragged around the edges.” Han said looking at Ben, well dressed and the center of attention for several older people.

“He’s three, not a thirty-year-old on a bender. He’ll be okay.” Leia said, also watching Ben.

Han watched as Ben flopped down on his rear, his little lips trembling and then he took a deep breath. “Oh, here we go.” Han muttered.

Ben let out a long wail of unhappiness. Both Han and Leia moved in unison for their child. Ben’s second wail was accompanied by loose items on tables beginning to dance and move.

Leia scooped up her son, “Oh sweetheart, it’s okay, momma‘s here.” She swayed in place while trying to push all the items back down.

They left the formal hall and retreated to a linen closet, Han popped the lock and they squeezed in. The closet was small and barely big enough for the family. After much shushing from both parents Ben finally began to calm down. Finally, just sniffling he flopped his little head against Leia’s shoulder, Han gently petting Ben’s dark hair.

Leia looked at Han’s face in the near darkness and he just shrugged, and she nodded.

*

“MINE!” shouted the older boy shoving the little girl to the ground and making he cry, then turned and grabbed the toy that Ben was holding and screamed, “MINE!”

“No!” Ben shouted, holding onto the toy.

“MINE!”

“NO!”

“MINE!” The bully boy punched Ben in the stomach, causing Ben to lose his grip on the toy and land on the ground.

“Meanie!” Ben shouted, throwing out his hand and slamming the bully into the wall. Ben toddled over and helped the little girl up, bringing her toy to his hand and giving it back to her.

Han walked in to see Ben handing the toy to the crying girl. He noticed a bigger boy heading over clearly intended to pound on the smaller children. Using his most authoritative voice he barked at the bully, “Don’t even think it!” Han gave a scathing glare to the docent, “Are you even watching them? C’mon Ben, let’s go.”

Rey landed hard on the ground in front of Kylo. She half sat up to glare at Snoke.

Snoke seemed to be studying Kylo while he digested the stolen information. Then he said to Kylo, “Violate her.”

Kylo’s head jerked up and he said, “No.”

Rey felt a cold chill go through her.

“You desire her, even if you try to lie with your words, your body betrays you!” Snoke said before throwing bolts of energy, causing Kylo to scream out in pain and writhe in pain in the air.

Rey felt tears pour from her eyes, “No! Stop hurting him!” she shrieked.

Snoke ratcheted up the energy then dropped Kylo. “If you don’t violate her, I will.”

“No.” Rey gasped in horror, “Please stop hurting him!” She met Kylo’s gaze, her horror at this plain to see. They met each other’s eyes. Kylo painfully crawled over to her. She could feel the tug of an invisible hand positioning them. Rey lay back and let Kylo crawl over her. He tugged her pants down, then opened his own.

He pressed her down with his body and whispered into her ear, “Go somewhere else, somewhere pleasant in your mind.” Rey gasped and squirmed as he pushed into her. Rey noticed that he was crying too as he thrust into her. It didn’t take long before he came inside of her, pressing his head on her collarbone, jerking only slightly as she ran a hand through his hair.

They slowly pulled apart, each fixing themselves. Before he could finish putting himself back together Kylo was suddenly dragged away, Rey gave a shocked cry at the sudden motion.

Snoke positioned Kylo in front of him in a bent over position and restrained. Kylo squirmed but then gave a pained cry as Snoke stood and plunged into him. Snoke made an absolutely depraved noise as he thrust into Kylo. Rey felt tears run down her face as Kylo cried out in pain.

“Such a sensitive thing you! You know how this works, I thought I had you conditioned to this. I wonder if it will take her as long as it took you?”

Still impaled on Snoke’s cock, Kylo jerked his head up, “You said – ung!”

Snoke looked at Rey who glared at him defiantly. “She gets a bit of a reprieve as I see what blooms from the seed planted within her.” He thrust into Kylo, nearing his release, “But I can get a feel for the territory.”

Snoke thrust into Kylo fully and gave another moan of pleasure.

Kylo found himself falling, and instinctively caught himself, not the first time Snoke dropped him afterwards, but the difference this time was Rey calling out “Roll!”

Kylo did as Snoke’s dead body landed next to him. He regained his feet and plucked his lightsaber out of the air as Rey called the other to her hand. They met each other’s eyes, then turned to face the incoming praetorian guards.

*

They were in the escape craft and he could feel her worry, “How badly did I hurt you?”

“I don’t think you hurt me, I’ve never done anything like that before.”

“I’m sorry.”

“What for?”

He fiddled with the destroyed device in his hand, “First times should be nice or special.” He crushed the transponder into a nearly solid piece of metal.

“Do you think I am pregnant?”

“Have you ever had a contraceptive? A shot or an implant?”

She shook her head. “I couldn’t afford that. Easier to just refuse. Sometimes I had to push the refusal home.”

“As you may or may not have noticed, Snoke and the truth did not have the best connection.” He tossed the destroyed transponder into a waste receptacle. “We can take a detour, get you a morning after option.”

Rey was quiet for a long moment. “Has he violated you before today?”

He was also quiet for a long time, “He has. I hated it but he said it was a necessary sign of obedience.”

Rey felt the shame pouring off him. “Is that reason you don’t want to see your mother, even though she’s the one person you want to see right now?”

He nodded, “I’m sorry you had to see that, I’m sorry I couldn’t stop him…” He trembled on the edge of sobs.

Rey slipped out of her seat, came over and pulled him into an embrace. Undone by her gentleness he broke into deep sobs and she cradled his head in her arms, holding him.

This story turned into a mini epic

Lost Boy

https://archiveofourown.org/works/26352964

“Arminta Hux, your failures merit your death.” Snoke said from his throne as she stood in front of him. “And that would have been a swift end for you, but a more interesting proposition has been offered, one that will extend your agony. Henceforth you will be stripped of your name and rank, relegated to the position of a slave for the sexual relief of Kylo Ren.”

Hux was appalled and struggled as they began taking her clothes off. She was hefted off her feet and dragged up to be face to face with Snoke, in a half-undressed state. “If I hear that you are in anyway noncompliant with his wishes or you do him any harm then you will be killed in the slowest and most painful way that can be devised. Am I understood?”

“Yes, Leader Snoke.” She was flung back to the men who finished undressing her. She screamed as they branded her hip with the mark indicating she was a slave.

They put her in an absolutely sheer dress, a collar was placed around her neck and she was led to Kylo’s quarters. Her hands were secured behind her back and she was forced to stand in Kylo’s bedroom. One of the men present gave her an astonishingly long list of things she was and was not allowed to do. She prided herself on not crying from the painful realization that she was officially a nobody and nothing and that Kylo Ren was going to own her.

Third shift chimes had just barely rung when Kylo showed. He stood and studied her, his face hidden by the helmet and she wondered if it stayed on for the duration. He commanded all the others out and turned to Hux, “I am going to release your bindings, take your time moving your arms.”

She tried to hide the whimper from the pins and needles but could not hide it completely. She looked up as he returned with a black silk scarf. “I am going to blindfold you.”

Hux allowed him to do this, after all she was now his property. He ordered her to take her remaining clothes off once she could feel her arms again and lay down on the bed behind her.

His unmodulated voice was deep and smooth and she assumed his proper diction also came from the vocoder use. He settled onto the bed over her, his lips soft on the side of her neck. “They wanted to paint you like a whore, they were so confused when I ordered them not to.”

She gave a little whimper as he took one of her nipples in his mouth and sucked pretty hard, pinching the other with his hand. He swapped over, and she involuntarily writhed. He chuckled then ran a hand down her side making her yelp with pain.

“For now, could you not touch the brand?”

He placed a gentle kiss on top of her hip and breathed a soft exhalation that sounded like, “Sorry, brave heart.”

He was careful of the brand when he positioned her hips the way he liked and slid inside her. She grimaced from not just the pain but his size. “Am I deflowering a virgin?” He asked halfway in.

Hux could only grunt an affirmative, her hands gripping his arms, not caring if that was allowed or not. He finally made it all the way in and she felt tears soak her blindfold. He stayed that way for a moment and she wondered what he was waiting for, then she realized he was waiting for her body to adjust to him. When he felt the flutter that indicated this he began moving in and out, slowly thrusting at first, but gaining speed and strength. She felt the odd sensation of her clit being rubbed and assumed he was using the Force as his arms were busy holding him up.

Despite everything Hux found herself coming, crying out and arching towards him. She panted as she came down as he thrust once more into her, coming with a feral sounding growl. They were laying still, with him still inside her when she said, “I want to take the blindfold off.”

He cupped her breast, giving it a squeeze. “Are you sure?”

She nodded and she reached up and he stopped her, “Give me a moment to turn the lights down a bit. I’m terrible to behold and the light might shock your retinas. Try it now, brave heart.”

Hux reached up and removed the blindfold to find one of his hands in an odd position that she realized was blocking her from the light source.

She studied his face and scoffed. He looked at her, quizzically and she explained, “You’re not hideous.”

He rebraced his weight on both his arms to peer at her, “Really? How would you describe this conglomeration of features then?”

“Princely.” Then she remembered how she was supposed to behave and jumped slightly when he rubbed noses with her, the way they did on Arkanis.

“I know the rules you are supposed to obey, if you follow most of them I will allow you to be on occasion, your old fiery self.”

“Hmpf.” She replied as he slid free, rolling over and pulling her into his side. As she predicted he was very quickly snoozing and she did her best to find a comfortable spot on a man made of muscle.

She woke up when she heard the droid delivering breakfast, a privilege reserved for the very few. He brought the trays nudging the protesting droid out of his room with his foot. The droid rolled to sulk in the corner of the outer room.

He set her tray in front of her then pulled a silver cylinder out of a drawer and offered it to her. “Seasoning shake?”

She looked at him like he had suddenly turned into a Wookie, “How did you get that on my – the ship?”

He gave her a small shake on the corner of her protein patty, then said, “My father was a smuggler, quite a good one.”

She chewed thoughtfully on her bread portion, “I seem to recall General Pryde being upset that you found the cargo that troopers and scanners missed.”

“He should be upset, it wasn’t hidden that well.”

Hux did not ask for a further sprinkle of seasoning shake, but she did not protest either.

Hux did what exercise she could in the limited space. He left reading pads around the rooms, definitely not connected to the ships systems, she recognized the title of no less than fifty banned books on them. He teased her for recognizing some of them. Some were permitted texts but she was reasonably sure Princess Leia’s memoirs of the Rebellion against the Empire had to be banned. It was an impressive book but had to be banned.

He would return to his quarters after his training sessions and would take her before he showered, sometimes dragging her in with him.

Since he liked long hair, she was not allowed to keep her hair at a length she liked. She grudgingly let him braid her hair.

They rarely had sex at night, mostly in the morning or after his training sessions. At night she found herself cuddled and fondled, but nothing more than that.

Hux was just waiting for the order from Snoke to have her killed or even worse. Although what could be worse than a sex slave she was not sure. She was appalled when she found out.

“What?” she spat, and despite the bad news he smiled at her vicious response.

“He wanted you to die in an accident, but prolonging your punishment…” he broke off when he sensed something from her, “Don’t go that way.”

Hux slumped in front of him, “I’d rather you kill me, I…”

“You will get a chance in the future. Just hold on, for me. Please?”

She nodded.

They took a confiscated shuttle and landed outside the market and waited. He held her, caressing her and planting kisses on the back of her neck as they waited. For what she was not sure. Several people knocked on the hatch and he sent most of them away. But not a purveyor of baked goods.

“Cookies?”

“They’re good cookies.” He held out the package and she gamely took a couple.

Finally came the knock he had been waiting for. He pulled up a face mask only leaving his eyes free and opened the hatch t see a Wookie standing there. The Wookie growled something and he growled back a response. The Wookie handed him a bag, then took Hux’s lead. Kylo put his hand on her shoulder, “Make no decisions until you’ve had a chance to talk to a woman who has walked in your shoes.” He put the packet of cookies in her loosely bound hands and let the Wookie lead her away. She paused at the bottom of the ramp and met Kylo’s eyes for a moment before following the Wookie through the market to a small freighter.

They entered the freighter and the Wookie grabbed a tool from a man standing just inside the entrance who called to the front, “Get us moving!” then sighed at a comment from the Wookie, “But fly casual.”

Hux stood very still as the Wookie removed the collar, then growled at the man. “I’m Taggert, this is Chewbacca and is our contact insane?” Taggert said looking inside the collar.

Hux looked and gasped, then scowled, “Yes, he’s insane.” She saw the data chips peeking out from the soft lining of the collar. “The code key is probably inscribed on the chain, just like in that chintzy spy novel he suggested I read.”

The Wookie Chewbacca made a noise that sounded like eye rolling as he studied the chain, then showing a particular link to Taggert who did roll his eyes. He looked at Hux, “He didn’t tell you about this?”

“No, he didn’t.” Hux said then sat where Taggert showed her. “Out of curiosity, how much was he paid?”

“I’m not sure just that part of it was a canister of a seasoning shake.” Taggert said, catching sight of Hux’s rolled eyes.

The debriefing was not totally awful and as it went on Hux decided to be more forthcoming than a lifetime of training and indoctrination would have previously allowed. She actually outlasted most of her interrogators, they had to work in shifts to keep up with her. Before she knew it, she was exhausted and not surprised to find out she had talked for almost thirty-four hours straight.

She was given a bunk and restricted access to the base. She was questioned off and on for several days afterwards. She learned from General Organa herself that her son was a spy.

She also learned that her level of liberty was granted by General Leia herself. The only thing that surprised her was how Leia treated her like an equal.

Leia smiled, “Just because Snoke stripped your rank doesn’t mean that you aren’t still the person who made her way up those ranks.”

The irony hit Hux a lot as she helped some very low ranked technicians, most of whom were a bit standoffish. Except Rose Tico, she was sweet and kind and would spend time with her. Hux finally figured out that Rose was a friend.

Leia confided in Hux that Kylo was defecting soon and expected to reunite with the Resistance soon.

Hux was having lunch with Rose and her sister Paige when Kylo strode into the cafeteria, a slightly bashed up box in his hands. He spotted Hux and made a beeline to her. He plopped the box next to her plate and she looked up at him, “And this is…”

“Something I know you like.” He gestured over his shoulder, “I’ve got a long debrief, have to get that started, but this came first.”

“You’ve always had a skewed sense of priorities, Ren.”

He only chuckled then walked off with a nod the Tico sisters, “Ladies.”

Hux looked at the box recognized the logo and opened the box and sighed.

“You okay Arminta?” Rose asked.

“I had these once a long time ago, and over the years the memory of them were a good memory I comforted myself with.” She pulled a pastry from the box and took a cautious bite, “And the memory is true.” She offered the contents to the sisters, “Very rich. Probably fattening.”

Paige softly laughed, “The best things usually are.”

Apparently the debriefers had learned from Hux and they paced themselves. Several days passed before she saw him again. They keep seeing each other and it took Rose pointing out that he may feel for her, just giving her space to approach him.

“He knows you are fierce and he’s giving you space. Giving you freedom to make your own choices.”

Hux found Kylo, Ben’s room and knocked on his door late one night. He opened it for her and then closed it behind her. He looked up from what he was reading. Hux was nervous but he smiled at her and she scoffed then walked over to where he was stretched out on the bunk.

He shifted over as much as he could and she stretched out beside him, resting against him in her usual position, him curled around her from behind, him nuzzling her neck, gently pushing the braid in her hair out of the way. They were both asleep very quickly, finding contentment and familiarity in each other.

*Baby boy Ben*

Mara Jade walked into the room and paused. Shiny objects were floating around the room, glinting in the evening light. “Luke?” she called softly.

“Over here.”

She rounded a tight corner and found Luke standing in the middle of the thickest concentration of objects holding a gurgling baby.

“Han and Leia got stuck in a fourteen-day quarantine, I said I’d look after Ben for the last couple of days until they get back.” He smiled, “How was your trip?”

“It was okay.” She reached up and plucked one of the items from the cloud, “Isn’t this a misuse of the Force?”

“If you can prove that no Jedi ever did anything like this to amuse a baby prone to tears, then I’ll pay you. I can always justify it as a mindfulness exercise.”

Before Mara could really say anything Ben suddenly lunged in Luke’s arms, “Oh you want to go to her?” he looked at Mara who shrugged.

He walked over and carefully handed Ben to her. The baby giggled and laughed, then Mara saw Luke’s face, “Something wrong?”

“You must be more force sensitive than you believe.”

“Because he giggled?”

“He only smiles and giggles when he’s handed to a force sensitive person.”

*Young boy Ben*

The teacher looked up as Luke entered the room. “I summoned Princess Leia and her consort.”

Luke looked at his nephew who radiated unhappiness and misery. He turned to the teacher, “Leia and Han are delayed due to mechanical issues so they asked me to look after Ben until they get back.”

The teacher looked Luke up and down, then said, “He still has to complete his lessons.”

“I’ll make sure he does them. Get your things, Ben, we’re going.”

They got in the speeder but only went a few blocks and parked outside a walking park. “Are you okay, Ben?”

The boy shrugged.

Luke shooed the boy out of the speeder, took his bag from him and tossed it back in the speeder, “Go, play, meet some other kids, or not. I expect dirt, on you. Go. Just don’t leave the park boundaries.”

Ben looked at the park, “You aren’t going to supervise me?”

“I’ll know where you are. I’m going to sit here and catch up on my correspondence.” Luke made a shooing motion.

Ben took his jacket off and handed it to Luke, then shot off into the wooded park. Luke added the jacket to the pile in the speeder. He settled on a nearby bench with his data pad and began to tackle his correspondence.

Ben’s eyes widened as Luke took the food delivery and headed for the kitchen. “Mom never lets me have that.”

“Well, you are stuck with your cooking impaired uncle.”

“You can’t cook?”

“My Aunt Beru always told me, Best not.”

Leia and Han entered their apartments and Leia made to go peek into Ben’s room and frowned at Han when he grabbed her arm and silently shushed her. He pointed to the sitting room where the dim blue light of the entertainment screen softly lit the room. Leia smiled at the sight of her son and her brother asleep on each other on the sofa. She watched as Chewbacca crept toward them, laying a blanket on them before creeping away.

“Put them in the cage.” Kylo ordered his knights. Poe and Finn were shoved into a portable cage while Kylo held Rey by the arm with a flare gun in the other. He dragged her a little ways away and made her look at the forest. “The Glade of Fear is the local’s name for it. If you can survive, evading me and my best hunters, Cardo and Vicrul, for an entire day, midday to midday then I will let you and your friends go.” He looked into her face, leaning in closely, “If any of us catch you, your friends die and I will do with you as I please.”

“Monster.” Rey spat.

“I am that indeed.” He looked back at the men, “Commander Dameron, pick a number between thirty and sixty.”

“Why should I?”

“Poe.” Rey admonished.

Poe huffed then said, “Fifty.”

Kylo held up the flare gun. “You get a generous fifty-minute head start, assume that when you see and hear this flare that my hunters are on the job.” He released her and nodded.

With a last look at her friends she turned and bolted for the forest.

Rey had been doing training exercises in the forest around the Resistance base for a while by this point. She proceeded quickly but carefully thinking the natives would not have called it the Glade of Fear without good reason.

She had made it a good distance into the forest when she heard the flare going off, almost directly overhead.

Poe watched as the Knights milled around and two of them pared down the gear they carried and along with their master shed their cloaks.

Kylo checked his chronometer then hopped up on a boulder, scanning the forest. He selected a direction seemingly at random and fired the flare gun which he tossed to one of the knights on guard duty. He hopped off the boulder and ambled toward the forest, Cardo and Vicrul on either side of him. If he did not know better Poe would have thought it was just three friends out for a stroll.

*

The afternoon was hot despite the shade of the canopy. She sat next to a tree to catch her breath and rested her hand on the trunk of the tree.

She yanked her hand away as if burnt. The momentary flash of images, startled her, a middle-aged man in black being surrounded by Knights of Ren, Kylo leaning on the tree she had just touched. Rey took a moment to study the images and realized the middle-aged man was one of the knights and they had been having fun, playing a game. With a shock Rey realized they knew these woods well, if not intimately.

Rey made her way down to a stream and with deep regret moved away from were her friends were imprisoned.

*

Finn and Poe nodded, then turned to rush the guard bringing them rations. The guard chuckled through his vocoder, dropped the rations and water and avoided the attack. Their momentum was too much and they smacked into the wall of the cage.

“That would have worked, if we weren’t users of the Shadow.”

Poe and Finn looked at each other, “The Shadow? What is that?” Poe asked.

“Another name for the Force, you do know of the Force?”

Finn gasped, “So Rey is being hunted by three Force users?”

“Who are also decent pathfinders all on their own. Enjoy your dinner, it may be your last.”

*

Rey found an overgrown obelisk in the middle of what used to be a clearing. She did not see anything she recognized then checking she was alone reached out and touched the obelisk.

“Father, why are we here?” A young Leia asked the older man.

“For remembrance. An old friend of mine died here. His family fought and fought against the erecting of this obelisk for years. It tore at my heart to leave him unremembered.”

Leia studied the inscription, “So how did you get it erected?”

“In a move my friend would have found amusing, one night myself and Obi-Wan Kenobi ‘convinced’ the stonemason to complete the inscription and on our back to Coruscant we erected it here.”

Rey opened her eyes and looked around the overgrown glade. She shook her head and moved on.

She had barely left the overgrown clearing when Kylo entered the clearing. He pulled off his glove and put his hand on the obelisk, then shook his head, put his glove back on and followed Rey out of the clearing.

*

The noises of the forest changed as sun began going down. Rey could hear different buzzing noises different calls of animals and insects.

*

Rey came to a relatively fast-moving stream whose depth she could not gauge. She knelt and drank a few handfuls and closed her eyes to wash her face.

“No!” The woman crouched on the shore, dressed only in her underwear.

Standing in front of her was Kylo, just a few years younger, also in his underwear, holding out his hands and looking of all things, patient. “Come on, all of you need to learn this.”

“And you’ve taught this to others before?” the crouching woman swished her hand in the stream, clearly nervous.

“It was actually my job at the academy to teach this to younglings.” He tipped his hands invitingly.

The woman finally got to her feet and took his hands as he walked her across the stream, water only coming to mid-thigh.

Rey decided to not cross the stream instead walking along it, heading downstream. Vicrul watched from halfway up the tree, her blaster set to stun in her hand. She let the girl pass her position, shaking her head at her master’s orders.

*

Rey found an overhang and tucked herself under it. She jumped at the crack of thunder and the flash of lightening. She sighed as the downpour gave her a brief respite from the chase. Then she sighed irritably as she felt the connection establish itself.

“You could just give up, sit by my grandfather’s friend’s obelisk and I will come fetch you.”

She looked up and took in his sodden appearance. “You could also go back to your ship and get out of the rain.” She paused as a crack of thunder rattled her body, “I don’t want you to get sick, I suspect you are misery personified when you are sick.” His only response was a scowl. Rey continued, “Not that I’m much better. But you at least have people around you.”

“You mean my fearsome knights?”

“Yes, them.” Rey paused, “One of whom was scared to cross the stream?”

“She had never lived anywhere with fee flowing water. What?”

“I like how quickly you jump to their defense.”

“I endeavor to be a fair and just master.” He looked at her with slightly softer eyes. “Come to me and I will show you.”

Rey shook her head and leaned against the wall of her overhang as the connection faded.

*

Poe and Finn huddled together under the tarp, watching the knights huddle under their ship.

“Rey’s out in that.” Finn said worriedly.

Poe watched the rain pour down, “She’s good and tough. Look on the bright side.”

“What bright side?”

“Soggy Kylo Ren.”

*

“Get your ass under here!” Cardo ordered.

Kylo sighed and slid in between the two people already under the tarp. Cardo sighed and said, “You know, if you want a good fucking we can always rent you a nice girl.”

Kylo scowled, “My interest is not carnal.” Kylo said, shooting Vicrul a look when she scoffed. “I suppose you’re going to claim a whore would be cheaper.”

“Easier, not necessarily cheaper.” She said with a shrug holding out a ration bar to him.

He sighed and took the bar. “There’s a deeper connection between us, hidden from both of us, only revealed when I touched her mind during her interrogation. Our minds linked and a connection formed.” He paused, playing with the ration bar wrapper in his hands.

Cardo sighed and placed his hand on the back of Kylo’s neck, gently massaging there. “Try and get some rest, we’ll resume our search for your sand rat as soon as the rain ends.”

*

Finn woke up and found Poe had fallen asleep on his shoulder and despite his need to get up he stayed where he was. The dimmer sun had risen a while ago, the brighter sun was just peeking over the horizon and he assumed the really dim red one had not set at all.

Poe stirred and sat up with Finn’s help. They got to their feet folding the tarp and pacing the cage stretching. They looked at the woods with worried glances.

*

Rey drank some more water from a nearby stream and washed her face again. She used some rocks to cross the stream and was making her way through the trees when she heard a loud snap and she froze at the edge of a clearing.

A group of large, solidly build furry creatures lumbered into the clearing. She sensed they were not dangerous and she tried to stay out of their way as they moved through the clearing, grazing. She hid out of sight as the beasts grazed.

The largest suddenly lifted its head, then pranced across the meadow at the new noise filling the air. Rey peered out from the bushes to see Kylo entering the field with some kind of strange fruit in his hand.

“Hey Baby!” he called as the creature bounded right up to him, making noises of its own. It consumed the fruit, as he scratched its face. “At least you love me.” He gave its face another few scritches, “Until next time, Baby.”

*

There was only one knight watching them. Poe nodded and he and Finn lunged at the side of the cage causing it to tip over. They burst out the top of the cage, startling the knight on guard. Poe tackled the knight and Finn tried to wrestle the blaster from the knight.

Poe managed to knock the helmet off the knight and is startled to see the face of a young very beautiful woman. She promptly headbutted him, knocking him back. She swung and punched Finn, knocking him out.

Poe goes to get up but a vibroaxe shoved in his face, made him stay down. One of the other knights hauled him up and bound his hands, marched him over to the cage site and secured him by foot restraints to one of the cage ground support. Finn was dragged over and similarly secured.

The knight that Poe had tackled had retrieved her helmet and was being helped back into the ship by one of the other knights. The remaining two took up positions on opposite sides of Poe and Finn.

“I shall most certainly ask my master to make your death slower than he had originally instructed.” The knight spat as she passed them on the way to the ship to be looked at.

*

Rey realized that she was not sure what constituted midday on this world, and she was not even sure how long the day was on this world. Rey startled when she heard a familiar baritone voice belting out a Corellian drinking song. She hunkered down, then took a chance and began moving through the woods.

Rey screamed as she was ensnared in an almost transparent net. She struggled, trying to reach her knife.

“Rey.” Kylo started, but she kept struggling. He reached out with the Force and restrained her, then pulled the release cord on the netting.

Rey threw herself against him, sending him to the ground, kneeing him in the stomach, got up and sprinted for the deep cover. She heard him roll to his feet and run after her. She picked up the pace, but was tackled to the ground. He held her down with the weight of his body and wrapped an arm around her throat, putting his lips near her ear, “I’ve got you scavenger.”

She struggled against him until spots began to cloud her vision, then she went limp, sobbing. “Please don’t kill my friends!”

“Why should I be so merciful?” He remained where he was, only loosening his arm so she would not pass out. “I do want you at my side,” he smiled at her automatic non-verbalized defiance, then continued, “I will make you an offer, marry me and I will agree to General Organa’s ceasefire.”

She gave a shaky sob, then nodded, at his thrust against her she cried out, “Yes, yes I agree!”

He pressed a kiss behind her ear. Rolled off her and held out a hand to help her up. She shivered when she saw one of the knights hold out a pair of restraints. “Not necessary, Cardo. She’s agreed to the cease fire option.”

Rey picked up on a feeling, asked, “Did he just roll his eyes at you?”

Kylo pulled something out of his belt and reached out and slipped something around her upper arm just below her scar and secured a shiny band with letters embossed on it. “Probably, which means he did not pick that box in the pool.” He took her hand and nodded.

*

They exited the forest where they had entered it. Kylo stiffened and frowned at the sight before them. Rey gasped at the way her friends were restrained. “Go to them, tell them your choice.”

Rey nodded and ran over to Poe and Finn to check on them. “Rey, we have to get out of here!” Finn said looking at the knights explaining to their leader what had happened.

“Rey?” Poe asked.

“He’s agreed to the cease fire, please let the General know.”

“Why can’t, oh Rey! No!”

“Marrying him is a small…”

“Rey, you can’t!” Finn said, “Let him kill us, don’t do this!”

Rey scowled as she responded, “I’m thinking of the thousands of lives a cease fire can save!” She nodded when Kylo called her name and reached out to catch the key he sent through the air to her. She placed it on the ground close to the men, “I’ll be all right.” She got up and walked over, then took Kylo’s arm and they boarded the Night Buzzard together.

*

*

The owner of the cottage was glad to oblige the Supreme Leader and his wife. Rey did not express her feeling about that until they were alone.

Kylo tipped Rey’s face up to look at him, “You disapprove?” he asked.

“You bullied him by scaring him.” Kylo’s face twisted and she knew she had hit a sore spot, “I’m sorry.”

He shook his head, “I’ve scared people all my life, that’s why I need you, someone who is not so outwardly frightening.”

“Really, I’m not dangerous?”

“I didn’t say that. I still have a bruise where you kneed me in the gut.”

Rey reached forward and he skittered away as he had since they left Baby’s planet. With his most recent comment about people being scared of him something clicked together. “Ben, I’m not scared of you.”

“You should be, I could only get you to my side by running you down like an animal and dangling the lives of thousands over your head.”

“You fed an animal fruit out of your hand and called her Baby.”

He blushed and ducked his head, “You saw that?”

“uh huh.” She stepped closer to him, “Very sweet.” She reached up and caressed his face, the corner of his mouth quirking.

He reached up and trailed his hand down her arm, making her shiver. He froze but she made a contented humming noise and he slid his hand around to press his hand against her upper back. He leaned down and they kissed, more deeply than the kiss in front of the magistrate.

He pushed her toward the bed, emboldened by her gentle acceptance of his touch. They collapsed on it, Rey letting him pull her clothes off. He balked when she tugged on his.

“I’m not very pleasant to look at.”

“Let me be the judge of that.” Rey had managed to get his belt off and tossed it to the side. He seemed embarrassed as she began pulling at his clothes. “Besides you’ve been half naked in front of me before.”

“Yeah, well…” he broke off as she began kissing him on the neck as she pushed his clothes away.

They kissed and touched each other as they removed clothes and pulled back the bedsheets. Rey planted a gentle kiss on the yellowing bruise she had given him and he tousled her hair. She stroked his cock with her hand and he pushed her down onto the bed kissing her tenderly at first then more aggressively as he moved down. Rey cried out as he began eating her out. She tugged on his hair as he worked on her. She came when he began sliding a finger inside her.

He kissed his way back up, spending some time kissing and sucking on her breasts. She moaned and cried and pleaded with him to take her.

“Are you sure?”

“Please!”

“You’re a virgin?” he got a nod in return, “I might hurt you.”

Rey kissed him, “Please, Husband?” She half sat up to pepper his face with kisses, “How else are we going to have those babies I saw in that vision?”

He looked at her in shock that she had seen what he had. He kissed her then laid her back and kept kissing her as he lined himself up and pushed into her slowly.

It was clearly not comfortable, and he tried to stop halfway in but she wrapped a leg around him and he pushed the rest of the way in pausing only when he was all the way in. He pressed apologetic kisses on her until she nodded, and he began thrusting.

Rey came again, and her orgasm prompted his, moaning as he filled her, sobbing as he did so.

Rey cradled him against him, muttering, “It’s all right, Ben, I’m not going anywhere. I love you, I’m not leaving you.”

Finn looked up as the hologram of Kylo Ren snapped into view. General Dwitt straightened up and announced Finn’s capture then launched into details of how it happened. Kylo listened but also studied Finn. Finally, he ordered the prisoner be brought to his feet and hauled closer to the hologram.

“Have you been intimate with her?”

There were looks from some of the officers present but Finn barely noticed, “What she does is none of your concern!”

Kylo did not respond, then his eyes widened, “Or did someone else turn your head?”

“Your mother.” Finn growled.

Kylo frowned, then flung Finn skyward and let him fall awkwardly landing on the ground painfully. “General Dwitt, send the traitor to reconditioning.”

“Yes, Supreme Leader!”

*

Kylo put Finn out of his mind. He was keeping knowledge of his fate to himself since Rey still was not talking to him. She acknowledged that he was there, but little else. She would only accept his gift of food if she saw him eating it first. She rejected his other gifts, but he actually expected that.

He was studying the empty plate, sitting cross legged in his quarters when Ap’lek burst in. “What is-?” he began.

“Dwitt has reconditioned FN-2187.” Ap’lek said.

“That was the-”

“Into believing he is a Knight of Ren!”

Kylo got to his feet, “What?!” he roared.

Dwitt turned as Kylo entered the observation room of the reconditioning unit. “Ah Supreme Leader, I was just about to call you.”

Kylo stood and listened to Dwitt explain what he had done and that he done a preliminary test by requesting the help of Ap’lek so FN-2187 could see someone he recognized as one of his own.

“Stay here.” Kylo ordered, then moved into the reconditioning chamber where Finn was strapped to a chair, still hooked up to tubes.

“Master, please tell me what I have done! I am your devoted knight! I don’t know what I’ve done tell me how I can-”

Kylo pushed Finn back into the chair, “Silence.” He reached into his mind, not too deep, and gently, mindful a recent reconditioning was a fragile thing. He pulled back, “Stay there a few moments more.”

General Dwitt stood straighter as Kylo entered the observation room. “What identity did you give him?”

“Shev of the Knights of …”

“Ap’lek, take ‘Shev’ to the ship and wait for me.” He deployed his lightsaber. “The General and I have to have a little talk.”

Shev was reluctant to follow Ap’lek even when he relayed the order from Kylo. Ap’lek studiously ignored the sound of lightsaber destruction behind them.

The knights had gathered in the common cabin of the Night Buzzard, all still in helmets, studying the man at the center who kept trying to wander out of the circle.

Finally Kylo entered and stood in front of him. “Close your eyes.”

“I don’t know what I did to require reconditioning but I will do better and make amends…”

“Close. Your. Eyes.” Kylo ordered a second time. Finally Shev did, twitching the entire time he was standing there. “Now reach out.”

Shev stuck his hands out in front of him and Kylo rolled his eyes and took a few deep breaths. “With your feelings, feel the Force flow around you…”

“I can’t do that!”

“You can if you close your eyes and feel.”

“I’m not Force sensitive!”

“Yes, you are. I can tell, I can see the Force flowing through and around you as water does around rocks in a stream.” Kylo sighed, “Now put your hands down, reach out and feel!” Kylo barked.

An hour later Kylo finally gave up. “Kuruk, secure the doors, we’re in for the night.”

Kylo could feel their reluctance but they relaxed only fractionally when Kuruk announced, “Secure!”

Ap’lek took the gear for Shev supplied by the First Order and tossed it onto an unused bunk. “You bunk here.”

Kylo was busy putting a stew on to warm up, rehydrating the bread and occasionally tapping out a response on a command pad. He also took surreptitious glances over his shoulder as his knights unwound from the day.

The Knights were taking off their gear while Shev ordered his bunk, making it up with the linens and turned in time to see Trudgen removing the last of her gear and letting out a high pitched squeal while she stretched.

Shev openly stared as she went through a series of slow stretches. Then he was distracted by a sibilant rattle and yelped, fumbling for a weapon, but stopped by Trudgen’s gentle laugh, “Do you not recognize your fellow knight Ushar?”

Ushar gave their own chuckle, lashing their tail in amusement.

Cardo shook his head as he crossed the room to wrap his arms around Kylo from behind, pressing kisses on the side of his neck. “They turned him into a prudish old woman.”

Kylo glanced out of the corner of his eye at the knights getting comfortable and Shev being shocked and stunned by turns. “Hmmm.” He said, rubbing Cardo’s hands where they rested on him.

Cardo chuckled, “You are coming to a realization.”

“I remember a time when I was small and my father dragged me to place where people had dug huge fossilized skeletons out of the ground and were strongly debating what the creatures had looked like when alive. I could see what they had been like using the Force, and I remember telling my father they weren’t being inventive enough.” He glanced over his shoulder, “He is the First Order putting the wrong flesh on the bones.”

Vicrul squealed as Kuruk’s caresses turned into tickling. Ap’lek sat on his bunk and smiled watching his fellow knight’s antics.

Trudgen called out, “Cardo, quit distracting Kylo, I want to eat before I starve!” She bounded over to give both men kisses, then bounded off to get the bowls and utensils.

Shev ate his portion of stew and his piece of bread and listened to the knights and Kylo chatter and gossip.

“Oh look, Gordo the Hutt has added a million credits to the bounty on your mother.” Vicrul said to Kylo, “What did she do to the Hutts to get the slugs so upset?”

“The real question is what has she done to them lately to cause them to create a pool that’s what, five million credits now?” Kylo said, then meeting Vicrul’s eyes, he answered, “Before I was born, she strangled Jabba the Hutt to death with slave chain he had put on her.” He shrugged, “This earned her the moniker, never used to her face, of Leia the Huttslayer.”

After the clean up the knights moved to bed down. Shev lay down on his bunk as the lights were lowered and listened to the sounds around him.

Kylo and Cardo were in Cardo’s bunk, Kylo enjoying the attention of the older man. Kylo moaned as Cardo enveloped Kylo’s cock in his mouth and began sucking. It was not too long before Kylo came, moaning as Cardo swallowed his mouthful, then slid up to hold Kylo in his arms. Kylo sighed as Cardo snuggled in alongside him.

The hammock Ushar slept in squeaked as they settled down to rest.

Vicrul and Trudgen giggled a lot as they settled down together. Vicrul gave out a squeal of happiness as she came, Trudgen sighing happily as they settled down to sleep curled up with each other.

Ap’lek and Kuruk spent a time quietly talking to each other, too quiet to be heard clearly, eventually falling asleep together.

The next morning after breakfast the Knights got dressed, attaching their gear, waiting to see what Kylo had in mind for them.

“Vicrul, take Shev with you, show him your daily routine and remember!” he said to the room at large, “What happens in here with us, is not for the outside eyes or ears.”

*

Three days and eight scuffles later Kylo was ready to pay someone to take Shev off his hands. Then the sensation of the connection came over him. He snatched his plate of food and turned to see Rey, who did not look happy to see him. “You sleemo.”

He finished chewing the bite in his mouth and said, “What if I said that the reconditioning did not go as planned.” He held out the plate of food.

Rey looked at it like she wanted to smack it out of his hands. She had starved for too long in her life to do that. “What do you mean?” She said digging into the food with gusto.

“Some idiot in charge of the reconditioning area thought he would recondition your friend into a Knight of Ren.” She actually stopped eating and looked at him and he tried to look casual, “Add a lightsaber to your look right now and that is what I said in the initial seconds.”

“And the following seconds?”

Kylo actually looked embarrassed, “That section now rattles when we jump in or out of hyperspace. Putting into drydock may become necessary.”

“All from lightsaber damage?”

“There may have been some aggressive Force use.” He took the empty plate back from her, “If your agents watch the market city of Kolo on Elphona for the next couple of weeks you should be able to spot him by his walk.”

“Why are you giving me this opportunity?”

He recalled the events of the previous night, “He belongs with his own family, before my family murders him.”

*

Cardo and Vicrul trailed a little bit behind Shev as they walked through a marketplace. People gave them quite a wide berth and Shev seemed to be enjoying it, he was almost strutting.

“I asked him, if I could retire. Before you know.” Vicrul said with a tip of her head.

“And what did he say?”

“He asked who wanted to go with me and I only replied vaguely. Then he pushed further inside me and said he would miss me. Then you know who showed up and he asked me to hold off until we get this situation handled.”

“Brothel or farm?”

“Shut up brother.” She said with fondness smiling under her helmet.

The next thing Vicrul was aware of was being released from the bacta, then strong arms scooping her up and settling her on his lap. “Sister.” Kylo rumbled, pushing her hair out of her face.

Her memories returned and she burst into tears, taking off the breathing mask she softly cried, “Forgive me Master, I have failed my brother and I have failed you.”

Kylo pulled her up and pressed a gentle kiss to her temple. “No sister, you have not failed. The cost was unexpected.” He rocked the distressed woman.

*

*

Cardo woke up in a confinement cell. He was perturbed at his missing helmet and gear. “Kriff.” He reached for and found his medallion missing and was upset about that.

“Cardo, get up! We have to break out of here!”

Cardo sighed, “How about you not say that in front of our jailer? Use what little brains the Maker granted you.”

He sat up slowly and the jailer in question asked, “Do you need medical?”

Cardo smiled at the young woman, “I am not seeing double and I have a relatively minor headache.”

“Cardo, why are you talking to her?”

“That would be my other larger headache.” He slumped back against the wall. “Would it be possible to have my medallion back? It has great sentimental value.”

“You think they’ll do that? We could use it to escape!”

The girl jailer looked both astonished and perturbed, then looked back at Cardo.

“I promise it is only a plain disc of metal, but I earned it the day I earned the love of my Master.” He peered around the woman, “Shut. Up. Shev.”

Leia looked up as the woman entered the security office. “I want to hear your thoughts.”

Connix sighed, “The one named Cardo is not what I expected.”

Leia studied the medallion in question, “I can see why he wants it back, It’s a traditional medal of service, it has to be earned under a specific set of circumstance, and it’s a long list I’m not going into now.” Leia thought it over, “Have Cardo brought to an interrogation room, I want to talk to him.”

Cardo got to his feet when Leia entered and bowed respectfully to her. She nodded and bid him to sit. “Tell me about Shev Ren.”

Cardo told of the uneventful capture, the orders for reconditioning, then of Dwitt’s stupid choice to turn FN-2187 into a Knight of Ren instead.

“It was clear that the First Order does not know what makes a good Knight of Ren. Vicrul and I were supposed to dangle him out to you as a prize to be captured, it was dumb luck on me being captured, I can’t imagine how Vicrul is blaming herself.”

Poe asked, “What will your master do to her for the failure?”

“Comfort her and inadvertently make her cry harder. He’s a good leader, a man I would follow through several hells, but he’s a bit awkward.” He looked at Leia who kept her face very carefully neutral.

“We are going to talk to him, I want you to be involved, your input.”

Connix asked, “Can we trust him?”

“I can.” She pulled the medallion from her pocket and handed it to him, letting him loop it over his head.

*

Cardo was settled in the security office with Leia and Connix. The security chief raised an objection but Leia overruled him. The security chief said nothing further verbally but he watched Cardo with suspicion.

Poe and Rey entered the cell block, both having been fitted with earbuds. Poe stepped forward and said, “Hey, we have to talk.”

Shev pointed at Rey, “She’s the Jedi girl, Master wants her, hopefully not to ‘canoodle’.”

“Sorry?” Poe asked.

“Yeah, some of the others like to try earn favors from Master by having sex with him and sleeping with him.”

Leia looked at Cardo, who shrugged, “That is one of the things the First Order was not aware of.” He was unflinching under her gaze. Leia kept the gaze steady and he finally said softly for her ears only, “We’ve been pretty steady lovers since he was a rookie knight. Any of us may find sexual comfort in his embrace.”

Poe and Rey had finally digested the rather shocking information but Shev was still continuing on, “Yeah the young pretty one, Trudgen, she offered her body to him if he would let her kill me!”

Cardo shrugged, “Shev was on Trudgen’s last nerve, she’s very – giving – and that was appalling to Shev who was programmed to be very prudish and uptight, which Kylo believes runs contrary to his nature, no, he never said how he knew that.”

Poe and Rey glanced at each other, but Shev was on a roll, “And Cardo? Every time you turn around he’s got his hands on Master, crawling out of Master’s bed in the morning…”

“Kylo is not a morning person.” Cardo muttered.

Leia snorted in agreement.

“And you never…?” Poe asked with a shake of his head and an open gesture of his hands.

“No! Never he…” Shev paused, “He stabbed me with his lightsaber, here,” he touched his shoulder, “And on my back.” He stiffened, “I don’t know what I did to anger him.”

Rey touched her shoulder, “You cut him here, with a lightsaber.”

“No! Never! I would never strike Master Kylo with a lightsaber!”

“I saw it.” Rey said quietly, “I was still stunned from being thrown against a tree, but I saw it, heard your scream, the red and blue lights of the sabers.”

Shev shook his head and paced the cell.

“Ask him about the good death that earned him a place in our ranks.” Cardo said.

Poe seemed reluctant and Leia muted the system and looked at him, “Good death?”

“Someone you killed, that serves the justice or nobility of the universe in a way outside standard morality. I for instance murdered the ‘pillar of the community’ who decided raping both my wife and daughter to death was a fun activity that he would not have to pay for.” He had clenched his fists while reliving that night. Leia reached out and covered his clenched fists with her hand. He looked at her dainty but strong hand.

She unmuted the system, “Ask him Commander Dameron.”

Poe and Rey traded looks and he turned to Shev, “Tell me about the good death.”

Shev looked at Poe like he was speaking Shyriiwook. “What death?” He began pacing the cell again, “I mean I haven’t flat out murdered anyone like Cardo did.”

“You seem really cross with him.” Rey said.

“He struts around, whoring himself, then …” he broke off. “Saying I’m not using my potential, saying I’m not reaching out to the Shadow. Says if I only listen I can hear the tree singing…”

Poe sucked in a breath and Rey looked confused. “Poe?”

Poe cleared his throat, “Who told you about the tree?”

Cardo looked at Leia, “You’ve seen the tree in person?”

“Not since it was a cutting, nearly twenty-five years ago. Are all of you Force sensitive?”

“Another requirement of membership that the First Order was apparently unaware of. And yes, Commander Poe, Shev is Force sensitive too.” Cardo looked at Leia, “Kylo dreams of that tree sometimes. It’s beauty haunts him.”

They broke to have dinner and let everyone have a bit of a rest.

“So, your highness, what have you done lately to make the Hutts angry?”

Leia sighed as she lifted a forkful and said most casually, “We had a minor clash with Gordo the Hutt, and he decided to take it personally.” Leia looked at Poe, “Didn’t we, Commander?”

Poe looked embarrassed, “I can’t blame the guy with amnesia can I?”

“You can, but it would be tactless.” Leia said.

Poe told the tale of how he, Finn, and Rey had been bargaining for some needed supplies, but ran up against Gordo’s agents. How it took Rey going after the most vicious of the agents with her lightsaber for them to get away.

“So the First Order never heard about that?”

“Didn’t hear or didn’t report it.” Cardo said, mopping up the gravy with his bread. “The only thing that came to Kylo’s mind was her highness strangling Jabba the Hutt with a slave chain.”

Leia sighed and shook her head as Poe and Rey looked utterly confused. Leia looked at Cardo, “Which version did you hear?”

“It felt like a compiled version, he admitted he had heard several different versions, all of which only agreed on the detail of your wardrobe…”

Leia held up a hand, then launched into the tale of rescuing Han Solo from the gangster Jabba the Hutt.

Over the next few days cracks began to appear in the conditioning. As Kylo had suspected, a shaky and poorly done job, full of tenuous and incorrect information.

Cardo was required to stay in custody, but they did grant him the request of being held away from Shev who was now reacting with venom every time he saw him, a good sign that Finn was trying to set himself straight.

Leia came to see Cardo one evening and handed him an envelope sealed with a wax seal. “I applaud you on finding wax.” he said impressed.

“Oddly the hardest part.”

Cardo studied the envelope Leia had given him. “You seem so certain I’m going to escape.”

“You are devoted to him, that is clear. He would not have given you that medallion if he was not equally devoted to you. You and your fellow knights are the light in my son’s life, as long as there’s a spark, I can have hope.”

“A band of murderous thugs are the light in your son’s life?”

“I’m taking the rough with the smooth.” Leia said sagely, “Try not to kill anyone when you make your escape.”

*

No one had lived in the house in years, its only current inhabitants were the wind and the shrews living in the corners. Cardo walked through the house and stood in the doorway of his daughter’s room, gathering the Shadow around him as a comfort before entering the room.

The window had been broken since that night, but the walls…

He held back a sob as he realized the vines on the wall almost followed the ones she had painted, the living ones finally reaching heights her diminutive height could not reach without help.

He whirled, then relaxed when he saw it was Kylo. “Master.”

Kylo nodded and Cardo walked over and let himself be embraced. He let Kylo lead him from the house and they entered the ship. He was almost knocked over by an enthusiastic Vicrul and Cardo spent a few minutes comforting the still distraught woman, reassuring her that he was okay, no he really was okay, he had not been tortured, yes they had fed him.

Kylo waited until most of the knights were asleep before reading the letter his mother had written to him. He sat and let quiet tears run down his face.

He looked up as Ushar made themself comfortable next to Kylo in the cushioned chair. They made an almost subvocal purring noise as they rested against Kylo, who ran his hand down a line of scales that he knew made Ushar happy. Kylo tucked the letter away in his pocket and let Ushar’s strange purring lull him to sleep.

Kylo reached down and caressed Rey’s face, “So you don’t even pleasure yourself?”

Rey shivered as his hand touched her face. “I, its, I have…”

He leaned in and breathed over her lips, “Let me thank you by showing you pleasure.”

“You don’t have to I mean that’s not why I rescued you, I-” Rey broke off as he placed a soft kiss on her lips.

“Tell me to stop and I will, but I can see your thoughts, you want this, you want to feel.”

Rey panted as she looked into his eyes, “You could take what you want.”

“But its more delicious and pleasurable when both want it.”

“uh huh.” Rey agreed.

She moved in for more kisses as he began pulling her clothes off. She helped in the few moments when her head cleared, and she let out a puff of appreciation at the sight of his muscular body revealed when his clothes were tugged off.

Rey let him guide her to her bunk, “It might be a bit short.”

Kylo chuckled, “I’m used to short bunks, and mange to not bang my head too much.”

Rey giggled and he silenced her with some deep kisses. She shivered as he ran his hands along her sides.

He began kissing his way down her body, giving her breasts equal attention. She panted and ran her hand through his thick hair. She cried out as she felt his fingers play with her folds.

“Just feel.” He murmured over her rapidly beating heart before moving down poking his tongue inside her navel eliciting an adorable squeak from her.

He breathed over her pussy making her thrust up and cry out. She wailed as he closed his mouth over her clit and sucked. Rey came from the sensations and he chuckled at her reaction.

“More?” he asked.

“There’s more?”

“More of what I just did to you, or there’s me penetrating you, I think you would like that. Only if you want it.”

Rey looked into his eyes, seeing that he was aroused, but willing to put his needs to the side for her. “Please. You, inside of me.”

He smiled, crawling back up to kiss Rey, distracting her from fretting over his size. She did make a worried noise as she felt his cock press against her opening.

“Breathe.” He prompted.

Rey breathed then cried out as he pushed in. He checked on her and she nodded and he continued. He paused once inside her, kissing her, letting her get used to his size. When she relaxed he kissed her and began thrusting slowly.

Rey felt herself climb higher and higher, then she came, screaming out in ecstasy as she felt him release inside her. He held her as they both came down from their respective highs, holding each other.

“I can go if you prefer.”

“No, please, stay.” She said, snuggling against him. They eventually drifted off to sleep.

*

Rey woke up and checked her status board, “Leaking again? You piece of junk.” Rey got up, put on a bare minimum of clothes and saw her tool kit was not in it’s usual place. She went to where the leak was to gauge how bad it was. She wondered where Kylo was.

“Ummm…” she said, finding him shirtless, working on the leak.

Kylo chuckled, “You know I am good with my hands.”

“Doesn’t always translate to this kind of work.”

He gave a wrench a final twist and the mild alarms all faded away. “I know.”

*

The soldier was waiting for his underling to finish her off with the electroblade but then turned to see the pleasure slave hacking away with the Jedi’s lightsaber against the soldier with the electropike. Rey kicked out and sent the commanding soldier to the ground where a second solid kick knocked him out. She watched from her position on the ground as Kylo finally took out the pike wielder by decapitation. He shut off her saber and came to kneel next to her, “We should go.”

Rey let him start suturing her up when she asked, “So you really are Ben Solo, runaway student?”

He chuckled, “So is that the story Uncle settled on? I mean, admittedly it sounds better than ‘he ran away from Jedi school to be a hooker’ which is how my father put it, stop laughing, this is delicate work!”

Rey managed to control her mirth until he finished. She grabbed his hand and pulled him in. “Is it wrong to want to keep you with me?”

“Oh probably, but I know I wouldn’t complain.” He brought her hand up and placed a kiss on the back of it. Rey moved her hand and caressed his cheek. He leaned into the ouch and she moved very carefully to kiss him, a kiss he eagerly returned.

Rey was looking at the display of culinary spices as she listened to Poe bartering for a small bag of a particular spice blend.

They finally came to a price and Poe handed over the coins and tucked the small waterproof package away in his pocket. “You and Finn just wait until I make this dish for you.”

The woman looked at Finn across the hallway with Rose Tico, then hmpfed. “Sometimes the galaxy is just so strange and small. He looks like he could be one of Tryl’s boys.”

Poe and Rey traded looks and Poe leaned in and said, “Tell me more.”

“Buy four canela sticks at full price and I’ll draw you a map to Tryl’s workplace.”

Poe and Rey had Finn and Rose return to the ship while they followed the map. Tryl was a burly man who ran a droid repair shop.

“Tryl?” Poe asked.

“That’s me.” He turned from carefully stacking some parts.

Poe was struck by how similar this man was to Finn. “I’m Poe, this is Rey. We have a friend who may be related to you.”

Rey could sense the man’s sudden well-hidden nervousness. He said, “Oh what makes you say that?”

“Physical resemblance.”

“Lots of people resemble each other.”

Rey touched Poe’s arm, then said to Tryl, “Our friend was a stormtrooper, but defected. It’s the only life he has ever known, meaning he was taken as a very young child.”

Tryl fiddled with some droid parts on the counter while looking between Poe and Rey. “I’ve got a sister. She and her husband settled in a relatively small settlement. Her husband Sindile is also in the droid business. Our family was sort of nervous about settlement, it was out of the way and somewhat isolated.” He paused, almost overwhelmed.

The door chimed and he pulled himself together to greet the incoming customer. Poe and Rey exchanged looks and she had to pull him away from a display of paints.

Tryl poured three cups of tea from the dispenser and continued. “Jayla’s youngest at the time was just shy of two years old when the First Order came. They moved from settlement to settlement, from farm to farm, taking every child three years old and younger. People tried to hide the children, some tried to fight them. Sindile didn’t say it explicitly, but I get the feeling some people died trying to save their children.” He stared at his cup, “Jayla was broken inside. She got panicky when she got pregnant again so our family helped them move well inside Republic territory. There was no guarantee that it would not happen again, but they live quietly.”

Poe pulled a mini holo projector then activated it and let him look at the pictures of himself, Finn and Rey. There were a couple of Finn and Rey, a one of Finn and BB8. Tryl picked it up and studied the pictures. “Can I transfer some of these?”

Poe nodded and Tryl transferred a couple of the best pictures of Finn to his own unit. He handed it back to Poe, “I will contact my sister, I will bring this up, and tell her. Where can I contact you?”

Poe and Rey both handed over their comm frequencies then Tryl plopped an antennae, still in its package, on the counter in front of Poe. “On the house.”

Poe smiled and said, “Thank you.” They nodded at each other and he and Rey headed to rejoin their friends.

*

Leia was working in her office when Poe came bursting in. “General!”

“Yes, commander?”

“Remember I told you about Tryl the droid repairman? He’s contacted me, Jayla wants to see Finn.”

Leia smiled, “Have you told Finn?”

“Rey’s doing that now.”

Leia pulled up some screens, “I can arrange to have her picked up, brought here.”

*

The shuttle Leia arranged arrived. Finn was nervous and would have been overwhelmed if not for Poe and Rey sticking with him as his siblings emerged and they were greeted warmly.

Leia looked toward the shuttle and Poe said, “His mother is still in there, she doesn’t want to come out.”

“Is she alone in there?”

“The shuttle pilot volunteered to stay in there with her.”

Leia nodded and boarded the shuttle. She nodded and the pilot excused herself and she sat in the seat across from Jayla. “I’m Leia.”

“Jayla.” She twisted the cup that the shuttle pilot had given her. “Do you know my son?”

Leia smiled, “He’s a good man with a kind soul.”

“I haven’t seen him since he was two years old.” She gave a shaky sigh, “Do you have any children?”

Leia smiled, “I have a son, Ben.” She paused then continued, “He’s currently lost to me right now, but I have hope that he will come back to me.”

“I almost lost hope, then we received word, about Finn. It wasn’t until we were on our way here that my nerves got the better of me.”

“You have nothing to worry about.” Leia stood and offered her hand.

Jayla stood and took Leia’s hand and let her lead her from the shuttle.

Finn saw her and while the party did not stop it did collectively hold its breath as they moved toward each other. Jayla had tears in her eyes but pulled her son into her arms for the first time since he was a child. The party released its breath and resumed its previous rowdiness.

Leia stood on the ramp, watching from a distance, missing her own son, but trying to keep a neutral expression on her face. She looked up as Chewbacca moved to stand next to her, then pulled her into a hug so she could allow a few tears to escape without anyone noticing.

*

Rey slipped out of the party and returned to her room alone. She sat on her bed and let the tears fall from her eyes. She felt the connection establish and said in a voice full of misery, “I’d rather not.”

Kylo knelt in front of her and took her hands in his. “Then we don’t have to talk, but your misery is not something I can ignore.”

Rey lifted her eyes from their joined hands and saw his eyes. “They found Finn’s family…” She choked on a sob and could not continue.

She really did not need to. Kylo got up to sit next to her, pulling her into his lap, letting the heartbroken girl sob in his arms. He patted her hair and rocked her gently. “Don’t give up hope sweetheart, they will turn up, they will be found, please don’t lose hope.”

“Good morning Mrs. D’acy.”

“Morning Miss Smith. He’s expecting you.” The secretary dropped her voice, “He’s had a rough morning, he’s in a bad mood.”

“Thank you.” Rey kept her smile on her face, but inwardly cringed. Clients in bad moods were either quick or cranky or last-minute cancels. The last time that happened Kylo at least had the decency to pay for the full hour.

She walked in and he looked up from his laptop, “Eleven already?” he sighed and Rey looked around the office, which looked completely trashed. He blushed from embarrassment and closed his laptop. “Yeah, bad morning.”

“I can…”

“No. You always make the day better.” He walked over to her, “Are those stockings held up by garters?”

“Sadly no, my belt snapped and I have to settle for regular thigh highs, is that a problem?” Rey took her coat off and found the coat rack not in its usual place.

Kylo glanced around, then found it and returned it to its usual place. “Sorry, lost my temper.” He lifted her face and pressed a kiss to her forehead, “Everything but the stockings and heels.” He surveyed the floor, “Today shoes are a necessity.”

Rey smiled and finished stripping down and watched him sweep a section of countertop clean. He scooped her up onto the counter and spent some time playing with her breasts. She sighed and giggled as he did so, reminding herself he did not like it when she faked it. He was so talented that she did not have to most of the time.

She gasped as he lowered his mouth to her folds and began eating her out. She ran her fingers through his hair and felt him relaxing as he worked on her. She came with a throaty sigh followed by a series of chuckles as he lapped up her fluids.

He helped her down and picked up and shook out a chair cushion, “I have no idea what happened to your pillow. It’s here, somewhere.”

Rey chuckled, “It’s just nice to have a dedicated pillow.”

He lifted her face to look at him, “Am I the only one to give you your own pillow?

Rey stroked his cock, “You are a true gentleman.” They both glanced around the room, “I’ve seen worse, I promise you.” She kissed the head of his cock, silencing him.

He did not last long, as Rey knew how he liked to be touched and sucked. His hand was on the back of her head, but he did not apply much force, he just played with her loose hair. He held onto the edge of the counter, then came with a hoarse shout.

They cleaned up in his private washroom, and then he watched as she got re-dressed, then held the door for her, “Next week, same time.”

*

Rey sighed as she returned to the apartment she shared with three other girls, all working for Plutt. She hated her pimp but she was having trouble collecting enough money to strike out on her own. She had just laid down on her bed when her phone chimed. She picked it up and checked that all her clients had been charged correctly. She replied that the amounts were correct. She sighed, remembering the big tip that Kylo had given her that she slipped into her bank account that Plutt hopefully did not know about. She had been stashing most of her tips there.

She was returning to her bed after her shower when her phone chimed. She picked it up and smiled. There was a museum opening and Kylo wanted her to go with him, he was willing to pay the obscene day rate. Rey did not really have to check, daytime Saturdays were not busy so she accepted the appointment. She realized she did not even care what kind of museum it was. Rey let Plutt know and confirmed that she was charging the day rate.

“You look pleased with yourself. Ouch!” her roommate Sandy said, fighting with the zipper pull on her boots, her long fingernails making it difficult.

“C’mere.” Rey said, her shorter fingernails making it easier. “I’ve got a day long on Saturday.”

“With the gentleman architect? Oh you can’t hide that. Is he at least good looking?”

“Not traditionally handsome, but he grows on you.”

Sandy smiled, “He’s kind.”

Rey smiled, “Yes.”

It had begun to lightly snow when the car came to pick her up from the café at the corner. They chatted aimlessly like they did when cleaning up afterwards. He only really had one expectation, that she stay with him and enjoy herself as much as she could.

The museum exhibit opening was for an exhibit of dinosaurs. Rey found herself having a good time, wearing a plain black cocktail dress, hanging on his arm.

“The red headed man over by the allosaurus is glaring at us.” She said.

“Technically he is glaring at you, he’s probably miffed at me. He’s interested in me, but I don’t play for that team.”

“Oh.”

Rey shivered as they got back in the car and Kylo asked the driver, “Is the heater on?”

“Yes sir, but the temperature dropped since you and the young lady entered the museum. Snow has gotten heavier and there are road closures between here and the town center.”

“You mean we’re stuck out here?” Rey asked, just a little bit worried.

Kylo sighed as he contemplated the options. “Can we still make it to my parent’s house?”

“Yes sir.” The driver said, then at Kylo’s nod took off.

“We can stay there until the roads clear up, my parents are out of the country.” He took her hand and squeezed it. “Once the roads are clear then you can be dropped off wherever you want and I can return to my condo.”

Knowing she had no choice, “Sounds fair.” She said, secretly thrilled to spend more time with him. She wondered what Plutt would demand.

Once inside Rey found the corner of a formal dining room to call her Saturday evening client to cancel. She understood and had actually slipped on the ice and twisted her ankle and was going to spend the evening in a cozy hospital.

Kylo brought out some comfortable clothes for Rey, “You’re a little taller than my mother. Slippers or crocs?” Rey smiled at his thoughtfulness and took the slippers.

It was a fine house and had been kept up to near museum standards. He explained his father was an anthropologist and his mother was retired from politics.

Rey finally pegged what was different about this house. “Other than the bathroom, there are no mirrors, and in a house like this there are at least a few.” He opened his mouth then closed it, Rey laughed gently, “Were you about to make a smart remark about how many houses I’ve been in?”

“Yes.” He paused in front of a frame that used to hold a mirror. “My mother is bipolar and one day she got mad at dad, got drunk and picked up a hammer and smashed every mirror in the house. We only replaced the ones in the bathrooms.”

Rey breathed out, “Oh.”

“Are you hungry? I think everyone is in the kitchen, warmest room in the house. One winter it was just me and mom here and she took me on a camping trip to the kitchen. Turned out the power had gone out and she didn’t want me to be scared.”

Dinner was toasted ham and cheese sandwiches in the kitchen with the driver and a pair of bodyguards. Rey liked how he treated the people in his employ far more decently than others she had seen.

Kylo and Rey got settled down in the library, Rey felt a pull toward the books, but restrained herself. They sat and talked, about various subjects. Under a blanket, in a warm room, with a client she considered safe she fell asleep.

Rey felt embarrassed about this when she woke up in the morning, but he reassured her it was no problem. After breakfast Kylo and Rey played board games until lunch. It was some time after lunch that the roads cleared enough to get them back home. Rey gave a token protest at wearing his mother’s clothes back home but he insisted, pointing out that a cocktail dress was inappropriate for the still inclement weather.

*

Their lives returned to their normal routine as the winter turned to spring. Rey noticed he kissed her more, held her just that little bit longer.

Rey was thrilled that he had her accompany him to more things. An art museum. The ballet. The opera. He paid for her to buy new cocktail dresses and in deference to his public profile she picked dresses that were a little longer than her normal. This actually thrilled him. “I know what treasures lay underneath.”

*

Rey paid the cabbie and then slowly opened the door and did her best to catch her breath before trying to get out of the cab. She was grateful when the cabbie came around and helped her from the cab to the building outer door.

She had her hospital release documents scrunched in one hand as she staggered down the hallway. She unlocked and entered her apartment and staggered to her bed and sat on it. She was alone in the apartment, as it was prime hours for the others to be out working on this pretty spring night. She let tears of pain fall and laid down on her bed.

She recalled the fight with Plutt. She had denied the existence of her secret bank account. She recalled the last amount she had seen in it and knew that it was not enough for a place of her own, and she felt tears spill from her eyes knowing her hospital bills would eat that up.

”You’re going to start working Walker Avenue! No more of this cushy appointment stuff! I’m giving all those to Mazie.”

Rey felt that was the worst sting and knew that Mazie would not be able to keep any of her client list. Except Mr. Pryde, he was not choosy.

Mrs. D’acy looked up at the strange woman who had just walked in. She was looking at a ratty notebook, chewing gum and wearing a hot pink outfit – halter top, hot pants, go-go boots and a tiny pink fuzzy purse. Her blonde hair was frizzy and she was generally unkempt and absolutely stank of cigarettes. She squinted at the page in her notebook, “I’m here to take over Rey’s eleven o’clock.”

“Hold on.” The secretary picked up the phone and said, “Mr. Ren, there’s a replacement for your eleven am.” She listened then nodded and hung up the phone, “Go on in.”

She bounced into the office, “Hi, I’m Mazie!” She then flipped to a marked page in the ratty notebook, “I am taking the place of Rey, who has been demoted in the Plutt agency…HEY!”

Kylo had listened to her hesitant reading for too long and walked over and snatched the book from her hand. He frowned at the script that the hand of an unschooled person had written for her. “Where’s Rey?”

“Give that back!” She reached for the notebook, but despite her go-go boots he was still taller than she was and very nimble on his feet.

He had skimmed all the pages, then snapped it closed and held it high over his head, “Tell me where Rey is and you can have the book back.”

“I don’t know where she is, I don’t even know if she’s at home or at the hospital.” She lunged for the book but he evaded her.

“Hospital?”

“She’s been hiding money from Plutt so he had to teach her a lesson.”

“Do you know where she lives?”

Mazie paused, putting her hand on her hip, “Even if I knew, do I look stupid enough to tell you?”

“Frankly yes.”

Mazie made an affronted noise at his tactless honesty then screeched “No!” as he opened the notebook to the page of his information and ripped it from the notebook.

He threw the notebook back to her. “Get lost.”

“Hey, aren’t you forgetting something?”

“Thank you.” He picked up the phone, “Mrs. D’acy, only pay for a half hour and then stop any further payment to the Plutt Agency.”

“We ain’t even…”

“You’ve been here ten minutes tops, paying for half an hour is generous, I’m not giving you money you are just going to hand over to that slimeball. Get out.”

“I had ex-plic-et instructions…”

“OUT!” Kylo bellowed. Mazie fled. Kylo sat and began making some phone calls.

Rey panted from the pain as she rose to her feet and only tottered a little bit. Sandy shook her head, “You aren’t wearing enough makeup, I can still see bruises.”

Rey laughed bitterly, “Nothing short of clown makeup is going to cover these bruises.” Rey managed to walk through the apartment with her purse of essentials, missing her leather satchel which could hold so much more. “Maybe I’ll get a pity tip if they correctly guess my pimp beat me up.”

Sandy snorted and they left the apartment building.

They made it to Walker Avenue and Rey lagged behind Sandy and did her best to hold her head high as Plutt drove down the street, checking on her.

Rey did her best but had no takers and she wondered if Plutt had arranged it, or what he would do to her if she brought in nothing. She frowned he she saw Mazie making a bee line to her. Rey could not help herself. “Not a busy morning?”

“Bitch, how do you deal with those weasels?”

Rey took in the hot pink outfit, “By not showing up dressed like that.”

Mazie frowned, took a deep drag and blew the smoke at Rey, making her cough, aggravating her bruised ribs. A car pulled up while Rey was hunched over and Mazie turned to go snatch the job. Rey could not bring herself to care as she slid down the wall to the ground. She did not hear Mazie’s indignant squawk.

“Rey?”

She looked up as Kylo knelt in front of her. “Hey.”

He looked her over, “You need a hospital.”

“Been there, had to get back to work, couldn’t spend the money to stay.”

“He’ll kill you.”

Rey sighed and let her head fall, “I know.”

“I want to take you to a hospital, but I’m afraid of hurting you if I pick you up.”

Rey looked up at his sincere face, “Hurts all over, no matter how gentle you are, it’s going to hurt.”

Kylo nodded and scooped her up. He placed her in the car and ordered the driver to a hospital.

Rey drifted in and out while she was seen and checked in for further tests. While they were waiting for a room Kylo somehow managed to procure some moist fluffy towels so she could clean up a little bit. She found herself absurdly grateful for this kindness.

When Kylo was not able to be there he assigned one of his bodyguards. Rey felt a bit ridiculous but was grateful for the company.

Kylo showed up the next evening with her favorite satchel with her things, saying that her roommate Sandy had packed them and he wanted to know if there was anything missing. She held up the food bag and he blushed, “Used your satchel to sneak you in a sandwich.”

“And this is?” she held up a business card.

“Name and number of a lawyer, in case Plutt finds your secret bank account.”

“Can’t afford a lawyer.”

“He’d be paid by me.”

“Can’t afford this hospital either.”

“I’m paying for that too.”

“I don’t know if I can pay you back.”

“You never need to pay me back.” He helped her unwrap her sandwich, “Where am I going to find a woman so excited by dinosaurs and board games? If you don’t want to stay with me that’s fine, but I get the feeling my driver and bodyguards might take up a collection to encourage you to stay.”

“The same bodyguards who have a lengthy criminal history between the lot of them? I’ve been talking with Turk. A girl can only watch so much Law and Order.”

They both chuckled.

He got her settled in the guest room of his family room. He had wanted her to come to his condo but his driver pointed out that it was far easier to defend the house than his not-so-roomy condo.

They shared meals, talked while playing cards.

Kylo chuckled at the policeman in front of him. “He’s declared her a missing person? That’s rich.”

“Has to be looked into.”

“She’s not here, I’ve got her safely tucked away, safe from him.”

“He’s a concerned employer…”

“He’s her fucking pimp, who nearly beat her half to death, then set her up to fail so he could beat her to death to teach the rest of his ‘employees’ a lesson.” He wrote his address on a business card, “You cannot let him find her, her life is in danger.”

“Since she’s an adult all I can tell him she is safe and sound.”

“He’d better not find her.”

Rey had been nervous after the policeman left but felt relieved when Kylo returned. She was distraught and let him hold her until the shaking stopped.

They ate quietly, and by the end of the evening Rey was feeling better. When Kylo got up to go to bed Rey reached out and grabbed his hand. Then let him go.

“I’ll be right back.”

Rey got herself settled then looked up and smiled when he returned in his sleepwear. He gestured and she nodded and he slid under the covers, pulling her into his arms. Rey fell asleep very quickly.

There was some kisses and some touches when they woke up in the morning. They snuggled, neither wanting to get out of bed.

Turk knocked on the door and stuck his head in the room, “Mr. Ren…”

“Can this wait?” Kylo asked, cradling Rey against his side.

A female voice called up the stairs, “Ben, are you here?”

Kylo did not exactly turn pale, but he did take on a slightly startled look which Rey assumed was as close to panic as he got. “Oh shit!” he said in a horrified whisper. He gave her a quick peck on the lips, “I will be back as soon as I can.” He addressed Turk as he climbed out of bed, “Why did you, never mind.”

Rey watched him go and felt a wave of sadness. She knew that she would be asked to leave, his flimsy excuse of “contract worker” would not work on his family.

Rey tried to get up and was stopped by a handsome older man with a shock of silver hair, “Oh don’t do that, you’ll go splat and Dr. Kelonia will go nuts.”

“You aren’t throwing me out?”

Turk came over and helped the older man put her back in the bed. He chuckled and Rey assumed that this was Kylo’s father, “Oh no sweetie, you are giving me years of material to hold over Ben’s head. ‘Contract worker’ look even you find that funny.”

“Hurts to laugh.”

“Understandable.”

Kylo’s mother Leia joined her for dinner, Rey thought at first to act as a chaperone, then she realized to just catch up on the recent events and rib him good naturedly.

They bedded down together again. Rey feeling safe in his arms, enjoying the touches and kisses they shared.

“Why are you doing this?” Rey finally found the courage to ask.

He shifted to look her in the face, taking her hands in his. “When I found out you had been hurt I realized I had more than professional feelings for you.”

Rey smiled, “I figured out that I really had feelings for you the day out at the museum. You had almost completely won me over with your gentlemanly behavior, the pillow, the hat stand, the little things like that.”

Kylo smiled and leaned in and they shared some kisses before snuggling down for the night.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Rey and Kylo jerked awake, Kylo leapt from the bed, swore that he was not in his room, “Victor, guard her!” He glanced at Rey, then bolted from the room.

Rey identified the dead man as one of Plutt’s men. The cops went to question Plutt but did not take him into custody. He was mysteriously shot dead a few days later by what turned out to be a sniper.

Kylo was suspicious of the woman on his doorstep who wanted to see Rey.

“Greta? How did you find me here?” Rey asked in surprise.

The frumpy looking woman snorted, “Please, I could’ve traced you with my eyes closed. I have to move on though, but I wanted to say goodbye.” She leaned over and hugged Rey, “Thank you for all the good times. Be safe and happy.” She stood and poked Kylo in the chest, “Don’t make me come out of hiding.” She nodded to the bodyguard as she left the house.

“Not talking about it.”

“Understandable.” Kylo resumed his position at the table. “Murdering a pimp probably was child’s play for a retired foreign operative.”

“She ran a garden club.”

“Garden club, right.”

Commandant Brendol Hux and his son General Armitage Hux entered the throne room for their audience with Snoke. Off to one side was a man in a medical uniform working on a man face down on a portable surgical table.

“Dr. Sanguine is an artist.” Snoke said from the throne. “And he is always on the hunt for strong subjects.” Snoke paused to watch the fluttering flesh of the subject.

General Hux realized with horror the fluttering flesh was the subject’s lungs, pulled out through his back and that was the reason the subject was not screaming.

“I have decided that my apprentice needs a spouse to settle him down, even his moods out.” Snoke looked at Hux, “And he needs someone young and strong.”

The implication was not lost on father and son. “While I’m sure it’s an honor to be chosen for the task…” Brendol began.

Snoke held up a hand and Brendol fell silent, the only noise in the room the wet splashing of blood as it hit the floor.

“I included all the possible objections as part of the selection process. General Hux!”

Hux turned and faced Snoke.

Snoke continued, “You will do whatever he asks of you, the physical satiation is crucial, the whole point of this is to make him easier to work with. Being frustrated by having his physical desires unfulfilled defeats that purpose.” Snoke paused as the subject began seizing, making distressed noises in his throat. “If you are unable to satisfy Kylo Ren, then there are other roles you can fulfill as a strong young man.”

“But a proper marriage?” Brendol asked, not caring about the distressed looks Hux shot his father and not bothered by the gurgling noises coming from the subject.

“He refused to accept anything less than a legal spouse and since his reasons for that demand are part of the reasoning I chose him as an apprentice I saw no harm in acquiescing to that demand.”

Hux arrived at Kylo Ren’s quarters, the pallet droid in his wake as he entered the quarters. Kylo was seated on the sofa barefaced. There was a knight kneeling at his feet, the others arrayed around him.

Kylo stood, “You have your orders. Go, my friends.”

The kneeling knight rose and they all filed out past Hux and his pallet.

“Have you eaten?” Kylo asked pulling a bottle of wine from somewhere.

“No and where did you get wine from?”

“That smuggler last month, your men never found his good stash.” Kylo said as he poured two glasses.

“And you found it?”

“I learned the ways of smugglers before I learned the ways of the Force.” He handed the glass to Hux, “A toast, to us.”

“Something funny?” Hux asked over dinner.

“Ironic, my mother went to great lengths to not arrange a marriage then here we are.”

“Not a woman who appreciates irony?”

“She appreciates it in a literary sense but not in a practical one. Speaking of mothers…”

Hux sighed, “I’ve closed my comm queue for the evening, but I imagine there will be a slew of messages by morning. None of them nice or good.”

“I just don’t get spit on that often. Yelled at, cursed, shot at, blades of all kinds, but very rarely spit on.”

Kylo had cleared out drawers and had cleared space for Hux’s things in his closet. Hux realized that this was a concession to him.

“I sleep more toward the right side of the bed, and I do not sleep with my back to the door.”

“Training?”

“Trauma.”

Hux knew there were some subjects that Kylo did not discuss. He would get an edge to his voice that was clear even through a vocoder. It sounded downright dangerous without the vocoder.

Kylo’s full lips were soft and his large hands were gentle. Hux had seen him destroy things and kill people and had never imagined that he actually knew gentleness.

Hux let himself be kissed, returning each action with a similar action. They undressed slowly, Hux attempting to neatly pile his discarded clothes but Kylo tossing his with abandon. Kylo chuckled, “I can feel your irritation about that.”

Hux was about to make a comment but then huffed as Kylo ran his hands around Hux’s waist then ran them up his back, bringing him closer.

Kylo breathed a whisper into Hux’s ear, “Is there anything in particular you like?” He began placing gentle kisses on Hux’s neck, holding the man close. “Don’t be shy about letting me know if you don’t like something.”

“Me, shy?” with a bitter taste in his mouth he said, “I’m open for anything.”

Kylo was unbuckling Hux’s pants, “Have you done much in bed? Had many partners?”

“Too busy climbing the ranks.”

Kylo chuckled and Hux wondered why he did not just say it. “Then we will learn together.” He sat up and pulled Hux’s pants free, tossed them over his shoulder and before Hux could even scowl they folded in midair and landed on Hux’s neat pile.

“Showoff.”

Hux laid back and let Kylo kiss his way down to Hux’s semi-erect cock. He was glad his body was taking the lead, he was not terribly aroused by this situation. He did gasp as Kylo began working on his cock, he had to lay back and worked his mouth.

Kylo alternated stroking and sucking Hux’s cock. Hux yelped as a lubed finger poked at his backdoor. He did his best to relax, to let Kylo prepare him, just waiting for the order to turn over.

Kylo shifted back up and settled between Hux’s legs, then reached up and stroked Hux’s face, “Just breathe.”

Hux nodded as Kylo pushed in. It was painful and breathing deeply took the edge off but it was still quite a painful stretching. He accepted Kylo’s kisses, apparently an apology the pain. Kylo rested his forehead on Hux’s collarbone and began a slow and gentle thrusting, supporting himself with one hand while stroking Hux’s cock with the other. Hux began to feel a boiling sensation inside of himself. He came with a stuttering growl, then gasped at the sensation of Kylo coming and filling him with his seed.

Kylo collapsed briefly on top of Hux, then shifted them to their sides, Hux double checked that Kylo was facing the door as they came down from their climaxes.

Hours later found Hux being held firmly in Kylo’s embrace. He was sore from sex he did not want, fearing his unwanted mercurial husband’s displeasure.

*

Captain Phasma entered the rooms that Hux shared with Kylo. She removed her helmet and said, “It is done. He’s as good as dead.”

“One down, one to go.” He tipped his head toward the bedroom, “A little off-the-books celebration?”

Phasma smiled, a cold and frightening expression and set her helmet to the side.

Hux and Phasma froze when they both felt a deathly chill fill the room. As one they looked at the door to see an angry Kylo Ren. Hux shivered knowing that the last thing many people saw was an angry Kylo Ren.

He made a gesture and Phasma was yanked from the bed and dangled a couple of arms length from him. He glared at both of them for a few moments, then said to Hux, “Change the linens and wash her smell off.” He glanced at Phasma, “Oh, I have bad news for both of you, Brendol will recover. You, get dressed and get out.” He dropped Phasma and stormed off to his meditation alcove.

Hux found Kylo laying in the freshened-up bed, faking sleep. Not wanting to anger him any further he decided to play along and slipped into bed. He was too stressed to actually sleep so he just lay there in bed, then he heard it. A sniffle stifled very quickly but a sniffle. Briefly he thought of all the times he had been beaten, then beaten for crying.

“I’m not going to beat you. I got a little pushy earlier but I would never hit my spouse.”

Hux fought to control his emotions, then said, “I’ve displeased you, I’m as good as dead.”

There was a long pause, then an incredulous, “What?” Hux was laying on his back, his eyes screwed tightly shut but he heard Kylo rolling over to look at him. “I’m sure I heard you, but I don’t think I understand.” Then Kylo sucked in a breath as Hux flashed upon the meeting with his father and Snoke and the vivisected man dying in the room with them.

Hux flinched when Kylo touched his cheek, but let him turn his head, “Let me see your eyes, Armitage.” Reluctantly Hux opened his eyes and found himself peering into Kylo’s dark expressive eyes.

“I always wondered why a man so filled with fire would have such hurt and fear in his eyes.” his hand began caressing the side of Hux’s face, occasionally trailing into his hair. “Now I know what hides there. I know this isn’t what you wanted and it must be an absolute trial to be married to an beast as ugly as me, but know this, I wanted to remain celibate, for my own reasons, but I obeyed his orders.” Kylo sighed, rubbing Hux’s face with his thumb. “You’ve performed admirably, but if you don’t want to have sex, I will understand.”

“Really?”

“I planned for celibacy, remember? I’m willing to regard what intimacy we’ve shared to be a bonus, a pleasant interlude.”

Hux gave the tiniest of scoffs and Kylo gave him a smile in return. Hux covered Kylo’s hand with his. “And for the record, you are not ugly. A princely sort of handsome.”

Kylo smiled and shook his head as best he could with it pressed to the pillow. “And there’s your touch of insanity. I know I make you frustrated.”

“It’s not your looks, or the way you touch me. It’s your slovenliness.”

Kylo chuckled. “I can work on it.”

A few weeks after the incident

Hux woke up, wondering what had woken him. He then noticed Kylo was thrashing in what had to be a nightmare. “Kylo!” he barked, not wanting to try to touch the man.

Kylo jerked awake, looking for a few seconds young and vulnerable before getting himself under control. “Sorry.”

Hux was not great with offering or giving comfort, but he knew he had to push past it. He reached out and tugged Kylo over into an embrace.

After a few moments, “It’s awkward.”

“Yes, but I appreciate what you are trying to do.”

*

*

Hux entered their quarters and found Kylo paying sabacc by himself. “Do I even want to know where you got a sabacc deck?”

“You could, but you wouldn’t like the answer. Do you know how to play?”

Hux hung up his jacket and shook his head, “Too busy turning the rulebreakers in.”

“Sit. Learn.”

Hux was unbuttoning his shirt and said, “Is there a reason your knights won’t play with you?” He sat and Kylo shuffled and redealt the cards.

“Something about me being too good and out of their league, I don’t suppose it would surprise you to learn they all knew the game before meeting me?”

“Not really.”

They played for an hour, then had a late dinner. Kylo was leaning against Hux, looking over his shoulder at a diagram of a prospective ship design. He was pointing out the features that would annoy pilots.

Hux went to batt Kylo’s hand away and his touch lingered. They met each other’s gaze and Hux pulled Kylo’s hand up to press a kiss on the inside of his wrist. Kylo breathed a deep sigh and made a motion to lean in closer but paused. Hux leaned in and kissed Kylo, then straddled him, deepening the kiss and grinding against him. “Yes, I’m sure.”

True to his earlier promise Kylo let Hux do the leading. They went slowly, took their time. Hux felt so overwhelmed that he felt tears and tried to hold them back.

“Let go, Armitage, let go.”

Hux broke, sobbing, Kylo holding him, rubbing the man’s back, making soothing noises until Hux pulled himself together. They picked back up, now with more certainty.

They snuggled together afterwards, after shifting so Kylo could face the door.

“Did someone try to kill you?” Hux asked, nodding toward the door.

Kylo sighed. “My Jedi master sensed my burgeoning powers, decided he needed to stop me while he could. I woke up to find him standing over me with an ignited lightsaber in his hands.”

Hux gently stroked Kylo’s hands where they rested on him, “I’m no force user but I sense there’s more.”

“He was also my uncle.”

“Oh.” Hux said, sighing as Kylo snuggled in to go to sleep.

*

“Before I became Kylo Ren, I was Ben Solo.”

“Like I said, princely handsome.”

*

“You can’t fake sick.”

“Tempted. Sorely tempted.” Hux was not looking forward to spending the next couple of weeks with his father and his cronies.

“I’ve seen you work your shift with a fever from a blood infection. You were seeing double and fell over near the end.”

“I didn’t even bruise from… you caught me.”

“I did.” Kylo pulled Hux close and they shared a kiss. He held Hux for a few moments. “Be brave my love.”

“I will.”

The Commandant’s party was captured by the Resistance. Commandant Hux and his son were two of the five highest ranking prisoners.

“You should take it easy, you were poisoned not too long ago.” General Leia told the enraged commandant.

“Rebel whore.”

Hux bristled involuntarily, as General Leia chuckled with a soft sarcastic edge that Kylo shared. She caused a bit of controversy when she said that she was going to interrogate General Hux herself.

It was clear from the interrogation that she cared less about the First Order and its goals and aims and more about Kylo Ren. He felt reluctant to talk about his husband even to his husband’s mother. Gradually her kind concern wore him down.

Hux finally asked the question he had been really wanting the answer to. “Has your son always been so slovenly?”

Leia took in the young man’s fastidious appearance even after three days of captivity and said, “He’s doing it to annoy you.”

Hux leaned back in his seat, “Really?”

“I mean he wasn’t what might considered obsessive about it but the always managed to keep a relatively neat room or bunk.” She smiled, “He probably likes your frustrated face and you’ve probably never come right out and called him on, oh you have.”

“I have called him a slob on several occasions.”

Leia could only sigh and chuckle.

The doors to the security wing opened and Leia walked in flanked by several security guards, her usual entrance.

“It’s about time we were released.” Commandant Hux said.

Leia smiled, dangerously, “Actually, we are just pulling General Hux out for a chat.”

Commandant Hux sneered from his seated position. “Why do you waste so much time on him?”

Once he was out and the field was back up he held out his hands for the binders but Leia took his hands instead, pressing the locket Kylo had given him into one of his hands.

“Years ago, Snoke began to seduce my son to the dark side. We knew fighting him would only tear everything apart. So we let him think he succeeded. I let my son undertake what has to be the most dangerous undercover mission anywhere, anywhen.”

“A vow of celibacy ‘for his own reasons’, he said.”

“But Ben has a sweet and gentle soul. He’s never hit you, even when angry. He made this only to be made for one you love.” She squeezed the hand holding the locket.

“I called him a romantic idiot when he gave it to me.”

“And he explained it and you were wearing this when you were captured.”

“He created a multi-slide presentation.”

Leia smiled, then continued, “We knew we couldn’t destroy the First Order, just destabilize it. We had to capture this council of general and commandants, and before he performed his last duty on the inside, your safety had to be guaranteed.”

“Last duty? Oh no.”

“He, with the help the Knights of Ren successfully took out Snoke yesterday.”

Shouts and chaos erupted but Hux asked, “Did he…”

“He’s on his way here.” She smiled at a stunned Hux, “I had a duty to impart the information but I had also promised him you’d be safe. Hence all of this.” She indicated everything around them.

He finally released her hands and studied the locket and rubbed it between his palms then looped it over his head and left it visible.

“It was hidden before, that’s allowed.”

“Slide 12, I know. I was tired of hearing Father’s comments.”

The doors opened and Ben Solo strode in, his eyes meeting Leia’s briefly then met Hux’s eyes, catching sight of the locket. He sucked in a breath as he walked to within touching distance. He held out his hand and Hux took it then pulled him into an embrace.

Commandant Hux shouted, “You can still be beaten boy! Omf!” he grunted as he was flung against the nearby wall.

“Mom!” Ben hissed not letting go of Hux.

“Sorry, he’s an abusive asshole, I’ve been itching to do that for days. Why don’t you and Armitage take a walk?”

They wound up behind one of the buildings and they sat on a flat boulder, sitting quietly. “I will understand if you want to leave.”

Hux snorted, “And go where? No, I am far better off sticking with you. Besides, I’ve missed having you in the bed with me.”

“The thrashing, the bad dreams…”

“The sex, the cuddling afterwards.”

“You are not a cuddler.”

“For you I make an exception.”

Ben reached out his hand and Hux took it. Ben gave Hux’s hand a squeeze.

Rey sat in her tiny chamber and did her best not to cry. She let tears of anguish pour down her face as she knew that Snoke was having his after-dinner entertainment with Ben. She cried for the man who would be punished if he showed any tears, which he did, and Snoke would punish this and sometimes if he spotted her weakness he would parade a beaten, bruised, and even more deeply scarred Ben in front of her.

She wondered how long this could go on before there was nothing left of Ben Solo to rescue.

She was trying to find a calm center to meditate from when the door chimed. She swore, a habit that Snoke strangely frowned upon. She was tempted to ignore the door, as Snoke never summoned her that way.

The door chimed again and she got to her feet and went to answer it. Before she could say anything she was rushed by three stormtroopers. She fought against them, irritated that Snoke would send someone to test her now.

After a few seconds of fighting the men she realized these were not stormtroopers. Exhausted from a long day of training she was gradually subdued by the four men.

She was being restrained by three of the men and the fourth punched her in the stomach knocking the air out of her.

“You are going to help us rescue our brother.” The fourth demanded, “If you refuse, you will die.”

“Let me go.”

“No.”

Rey strained against the men for a moment then relaxed, “Okay, talk.”

The nights he passed out from Snoke’s cock cutting off his air were actually the good nights. Tonight was not one of the good nights as the former Sith apprentice clung to the edge of the bed as Snoke fucked him. He did his best to not cry, as he was not in the mood to be physically tortured. The worst times where when his beaten body was paraded in front of Rey. She did her best, but her beautiful eyes were full of sympathy for him.

Snoke warned him that any attempt at escape would be punished by Snoke raping Rey in front of him. He promised she would suffer greatly and then he would force him to rape Rey. Only then he would kill them slowly, in full view of each other.

Rey was expected to be in the throne room whenever she was not training or sleeping. Today was a long parade of First Order generals. The generals were varying degrees of curiosity about her but Snoke refused to talk about her, and any direct questions were simply answered with a frightening, “That is none of your concern.”

Today was more of the same, but all Rey had to do was stand there and be calm. She had realized at the time that she had the hardest part of the rescue. The plan did not include her escaping with them and that was fine by her, as long as Ben was rescued from his suffering.

A general was droning on and on and Rey knew she would be dozing off if she was not standing. She did not know how Snoke was still awake.

Suddenly the deck shifted under their feet and alarms began going off. The windbag general began panicking and Snoke had to bellow at him, “Calm yourself general!” he waited until the windbag quieted, then closed his eyes and reached out. He snarled, then looked at Rey. “Traitorous Bitch!” He surged to his feet.

The ship rocked again and another general ran in, shouting something about a reactor overload.

Rey stood her ground as Snoke walked toward her, using his height to try and intimidate her. Being so short, Rey was used to others trying to us this tactic on her. It no longer worked on her.

“You know the punishment for treachery.”

“I do.” She reached up and unclasped her cloak, letting it fall to the floor swinging it to fall between them. She took a steady step back for every one of his. “I know what I am doing. I know who I doing it for.”

Snoke sneered, ignoring the generals behind him. “You will die, slowly, impaled on my cock, as I promised my former apprentice.” He stepped around the cloak, but Rey kept her steady pace, resigning herself to a gruesome and painful death.

“Supreme Leader!” the blowhard general cried, following Snoke, then stepped on the cloak.

Rey came to with a cough, to her surprise. There was a gritty feel to her skin that she shook off, then realized she was floating in midair. She looked around and saw the body parts of Snoke and the generals. The air was stale and she realized the emergency lights were sputtering and fading. She twisted and drawing the Force around her and pushed off the far wall and drifted to the corner of the throne room finding the portal to the escape craft. She was on the verge of passing out by the time she got into the craft.

She sat in the shuttle, breathing deeply while powering up the craft. She then realized her role in this was done, and she had nowhere to go.

Then she felt it and looked up to see Ben, laying down. He breathed out, “Rey.”

“Ben.”

“Lars Homestead, outside Mos Eisley. Do you see it?”

Rey gasped then nodded. “I will see you soon.”

“I’ll be waiting sweetheart.”

Ben carefully climbed to his feet and headed for the surface. The other knights watched him then followed.

Ben stood staring out over the desert for a long time, then a small shuttle descended and landed in front of the homestead. The hatch opened and Rey walked out, Ben met her halfway and they embraced. She slumped and he scooped her up and carried her into the homestead.

Rey let him settle her on a bed and he began taking care of her wounds. He ordered the knights to go strip the shuttle and then scuttle it in the deep desert.

Ben tended her dozen or so minor wounds and waited until they were alone to ask, “Were you really willing to die?”

“You were suffering.”

“So you wanted the suffering of a monster to end?”

“Not even monsters deserve to suffer like that. You aren’t one, by the way.”

“You called me a monster.”

“I was wrong.” She tugged on his hand to pull him closer.

He resisted. “I’m…” he broke off, trembling.

Rey smiled, “I understand, I won’t push, but I please don’t push me away.”

He rubbed her hands in between his, “Never.”

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