Chapter 40.
The sky was purple.
A dark purple...
The view reminded her of her saber.
Though, she did not know where she was...She was looking out of a window...
She glanced around the dark ship, her reflection mirroring off of the shiny, black, glossy floors.
The atmosphere was...
...
Animalistic.
She could smell the aggression, veiled by a layer of passion...
Instantly, she was on high alert.
...
The ship... It... It belonged to Ben...
She was sure of it.
She had been there once.
Turning a still ear, she listened for any sign of life...
Nothing.
Nothing, except for...
Except for heavy breathing...
Following the sound, she hesitantly approached an open door, no doubt his chambers...The door was tall and wide, the frame seemed...Royal.
She peered inside, her cheeks quickly growing hot as she saw the reason for the ... for...
It...
It was her.
Rey's eyes widened at the sight of herself on the lap of...
On the lap of Ben...Her naked self was wrapped around his sweaty being... His large frame was ... nearly engulfing her smaller one...Her eyes were shut, her head thrown back as he tugged on her hair, his face lost in the crook of her neck as he groaned...
She quickly looked away.
Never had she... She'd never seen...or heard...or done...
She wouldn't...
She just couldn't make sense of it.
Rey's entire face was hot, her palms sweaty, her own breathing quickened...The other Rey seemed as though...as if... she was enjoying it...
And again...
She dared another look... Timidly, she turned back, her soft, curious eyes slowly landing on her own, meeting a soft, yellow gaze.
Rey gasped, making Kylo's head turn towards her. He and the ... the other Rey...
They stared at her there, stuck at the entrance, both of their pair of goldish yellow eyes on her as they continued their...Their...
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Rey shot up out of bed, a drop of sweat trickling down the back of her neck as she struggled to control her breathing.
This time, she touched the bed to make sure this was real. Gripping the blanket that she was wrapped in, Rey inhaled deeply, her nerves shot as she tried to work through the shock and agitation of her dream... Trying to determine if it was a nightmare... Or...
Something twitched from the corner of her eye.
Her head whipped to the side, barely able to see the outline of Ben in the dark as he lay next to her, having fallen asleep as he was sitting there earlier in the night, waiting for her to rest.
He had stayed with her every night until she fell asleep, always getting up and moving to the lounge area and taking his rest on the couch out there, gone by the time Rey woke up. So, now that he was here, so close...on the bed...
Rey laid back down, cursing herself as she turned away from him.
This was a night of firsts...
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The following morning, Rey made her way towards the ship, intent on contacting the Resistance to check in.
Her tired, heavy eyes narrowed when the sun hit them, looking around the long, wide yard to see where Kylo was, finding out that he was already deep in the forest training.
She was extremely grateful that he was already gone. The previous night was weighing heavy on her mind, her cheeks flaring up with heat every time she thought about it. She still had no idea what it meant, but what stuck with her was the animalistic instinct that itched and scratched deep within her.
Every turn, every shift, whatever the case may be, made Rey want to hunt.
Hunt what exactly, she didn't know.
A possessive spike was now implanted in her somewhere, the dark need and desire to control and overpower was...Well, surprisingly, not overwhelming. In fact, Rey nearly welcomed the feeling with open arms.
For once, she felt whole.
She felt that not only did she have a purpose, but she had a way of achieving it, as if she was truly unstoppable.
Shutting her eyes, Rey shook her head softly, reminding herself that she could not think like this...That she was not supposed to like this.
Wasn't this what Luke was trying to prevent?
Sighing, Rey reached the comm unit, turning it on as she found the signal to Falcon.
"Light to Falcon." she muttered, waiting a few minutes before she called out again, this time getting a gurgled response from Chewie.
Rey couldn't help the smile that tugged at the corner of her lips.
"Hey, Chewie- No. Yes, I'm aware." Rey answered quickly, struggling to keep up with his fast-paced roars.
She heard shuffling over comm before a soft, stern voice came on.
"Rey?" Leia called out.
Rey's finger twitched over the comm button, unprepared to hear her voice. "Gen- Leia. How ar-"
"Oh, I've been worried sick. I wasn't sure if... Well... I just wanted to know for myself." Leia's heavy tone admitted. Rey leaned against the unit, picking at the fabric of her garb.
"I'm okay. Healing, but okay."
Silence followed, and without having to channel the force, even stars and stars away, Rey knew what the older woman was going to ask.
"Is... Is he..."
"He's here. I don't know what the plan is...I don't know his intentions...But he's here." Rey paused, unsure of what information she was allowed to give out...The instinct kicked in... The possessiveness... Biting her lip, Rey continued. "Leia, he was the one that helped me... Again. If he didn't save me, I'd be..." The word was at the tip of her tongue, but she couldn't get it out. The word reminded her instantly of Kai.
Leia inhaled sharply, the words Rey spoke confirmed what she had felt. Leia nodded, even though Rey couldn't see. She had to keep her mind in check, to remember the bigger picture here.