Chapter 62.

"Rey..." Kylo spoke softly, his thumb rubbing gentle circles at her hip as he held her on his lap. He thought after a few minutes of rest that it would be better to return to the wedding sooner rather than later.

Though, he was very grateful for the distraction, the pleasurable ache in his member ringing with memories since the moment Rey took her sip of wine.

The corner of Kylo's mouth drifted upwards.

"Mmmm..." Rey murmured against his chest. He glanced down to see her reddened cheeks and closed eyes, taking a longer moment to admire her glow.

"We have to get back..." Kylo murmured back, his lips at the top of her head as he inhaled her scent.

His brain began to return to reality, his mind still groggy with desire, refusing to give in. Deep down however, he knew it was best that they get back. In only a short amount of time, either everything can go their way, or their world could be turned upside down.

Mindlessly, his hand gripped at Rey, holding her closer to him.

"Ben?" Rey woke, sighing heavily as she nestled deeper into the crook of his neck.

Kylo swallowed hard, his jaw tightening with tension while his mind started the race it had begun since arriving on Naboo.

There was no way around the events that would play out tonight.

Lines would be drawn...

"We need to get back before any one notices our absence." Kylo softly urged, his brow creasing.

Hearing the change of tone in his voice, Rey's eyes slowly opened, glancing around the balcony as if it were the first time, taking in her dark surroundings while Kylo held her close.

Her eyes moved upwards to his face, seeing that his expression was beginning to look stressed. Unsure of what to do, Rey moved her hand to his cheek, allowing her thumb to stroke the scar she had branded him with.

At the sensation her touch caused, he blinked rapidly, his eyes never meeting hers as Kylo focused on breathing.

"Everything will be okay." Rey assured him quietly, studying his face. Her hand tugged his chin down to look at her, softly at first, and when he didn't budge, her grip moved to his hair, again tugging downwards until his eyes met hers.

For a long moment, neither of them said a word, instead they simply stared at one another as Rey's calming energy swirled itself around their atmosphere.

Just then, it dawned on Rey that the energy, along with the Force, was slowly back to its steady rhythm throughout her veins, soaking her senses and feeling as though she had awoken from a very long slumber.

Rey's eyes widened, wondering if Kylo had felt the same, and from the slight twinge of his eyebrow, she assumed he did.

Did that mean DJ helped after all? She couldn't be sure, and in this moment, she didn't care enough to wonder any further than she did.

Together, they sighed with relief.

Kylo's energy reached for her, and she met him as his forehead fell down to rest on hers, their minds meshing together into one, welcoming the other back.

However, feeling his block still active with his thoughts, Rey frowned, tugging his hair once more and caught sight of a very small smile from Kylo.

Sighing, Kylo moved to stand Rey up on wobbly legs, hearing her chuckle as she balanced herself.

"Such a shame that the force doesn't help with that..." Rey muttered, earning a smirk and a blush from her bonded as he stood before her.

With a smile, Rey looked up at him, watching as his brow quirked while a flash of lust appeared in his eyes.

Blushing, Rey glanced down and caught his hand, entwining their fingers while her other hand brushed away any dust and dirt from her dress.

"Let's go, I suppose." Rey said. She met his eyes once more, any trace of amusement washing from their face.

Silently, Kylo gave her a quick, single reassuring nod, which she returned.

Together, they made their way back to the party, music and chit chat filling the air. They were slowly walking to their previous seats when Lando strolled up with a grin on his face, his long cape swinging behind him.

"Rey of Jakku! Dance with me?" He exclaimed, already offering his hand.

Kylo began to protest, his own hand holding Rey's tighter, though he was quickly cut off as Lando glanced to him, giving him his own nod.

Rey noticed Kylo return it before placing her hand in Lando's. "I'll be back shortly." Kylo said, glancing to Rey.

Before leaving, Kylo hesitated in their presence, as if he was going to grab Rey and haul her along with him to wherever he was going.

Rey was just about to question him when Kylo turned quickly and left the dining hall, leaving Lando to lead her to the dance floor as a slow, classical sounding song came on.

Biting the inside of her cheek, Rey huffed as she tried her best to remember her stance when dancing, thankful when Lando took the lead.

Rey glanced at him sheepishly, smiling when he did before she looked away.

To Rey, he seemed like such a nice man. Confident and kind, sure of himself. Even just as much of a charmer as Han was.

In the back of her mind, she wondered if he played a big role in Kylo's life.

"What is it, little one?" Lando asked, catching Rey's attention once more.

Rey glanced at him again, trying to form her thoughts into words. She felt like she could trust him easily, Kylo sure seemed to.

With a soft sigh, Rey spoke. "I just... You make it seem easy. I wonder how?"

Lando remained quiet as he looked at her, continuing to lazily lead their dance. "Unless you're speaking of my dancing skills, I must assume you're speaking about Ben?" He offered softly.

It was still something to get used to, having someone else refer to Kylo by his true name.

Rey glanced away, and right back to Lando with an unsteady nod.

Lando sighed as he looked off, his chin rising in the air.

He stayed silent for so long that Rey thought he wouldn't answer, figuring that maybe it wasn't as easy as she had believed. Right when she was going to attempt at making conversation about the wedding ceremony, he spoke up.

"It's not easy at all." Finally, his gaze moved back to Rey, and she noticed his eyes begin to get glossy. "Han was my brother. He was my family, through and through, even when I wasn't the best of people to him."

Lando cleared his throat before he continued, and Rey felt her own heart clench at the sight, though she felt that she needed to hear this, to reassure herself and to prepare for whatever may come.

His tone grew quieter as he spoke, trying to smile through his words. "Han was always full of life, looking for the next adventure and forgetting the last. I've never seen that man carry any regret, no matter where he was. But one thing that stuck with him, was how he left his son behind. Leia and him, they loved each other across many, many stars, yet they were so different from one another. They wanted different things, and they had their own fears."