"We have found other Jedis who want to learn the way of the force." I look to her and part my lips. "Really?" She nods and we step towards the dining hall. "Yes. They just want hope. That is all. When we destroyed the first order. Not everything went back to normal." I nod and clasp my hands together. "I know." We take a seat and I place my elbows on the table. "I want you to help lead them. You know what it is to be dark and then light. The force may not be balanced with them." I take in a breath and watch her. "What do you mean? That's a lot of work for just me." She nods once and then places her hands onto the table. "Not when you are on the Council it isn't.." I raise my brows and watch her.
"There's possibly no way I would ever be allowed into the council Rey. It's just a Dream." I start to stand and she takes my hand. "Just think about it. They need someone like you." She lets go and I lick my lips. "I'll think about it." I turn the other way and force pull a thing of fruit as I continue to walk out the door. Ben walks in as I'm leaving. I smile to him and take a bite of it, walking back to my small home. I step it and pull everything off, sitting down on the bed.
I cross my legs and lean back as I look around the empty room again. I hear a knock and I open it with a flick of my wrist. Ben steps in and then closes the door. "No hello or anything?" He asks and I look to him. "Hello Ben. How was your trip?" I say and toss the fruit away. He leans against the wall and puts his head to it. "It was good. Seen a lot of things." I let out a laugh and nod, standing. "Ben solo, the Scoundrel." I move my hands in the air to picture it. He looks down at me with a chuckle.
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"Did you bring me something?" He hums and then purses his lips, grabbing something from his pocket. He holds out a small velvet bag and I take it from him, opening it and pulling the string out as well as the crystal that hangs from it. "It's purple Kyber. Like your saber." He speaks and I part my lips. "How did you find it?" I look to him. "I have my ways." He speaks and moves to the end of my bed. I hold it up and move my hair, turning around. He puts it onto my neck and ties it back for me. It has a slight glow to it as I look to it. I turn around and look up to him. He looks at it and runs his fingers through his hair.
I stand and take a breath. "She wants me to be on the council." I step over to my saber and look at it, tapping my finger against it. "Well are you going to take it? You should take it." He speaks and takes a seat. "Did you miss me?" I ask and purse my lips, looking down to the hilt again. He takes a seat on the bed and looks to me. "You could see for your self." He speaks and I look to him. I nod once and step to him, looking down to him.
He closes his eyes and holds his head back. I look down to him and run my thumb over his eyebrow slowly. I run my thumb to his temple and close my eyes. Flashes of when we had first made the connection when he gripped my arm. To when I kissed his cheek. To when I was stood there in the dress. To when we finally were intimate. To the moment I said I love you. He held me in his arms as soon as I passed out and carried me into the ship to save me.
I let out a breath and look down to him. He looks up to me. "Does that answer your-.." I don't let him finish his sentence as I press my lips to his. He hesitates but then grabs my legs, pulling me into his lap. I move my lips against his and he moves his hand to the side my neck, pulling me closer. I pull back and look to him. He takes harsh breaths and then grips my hair, pulling me in again, moving me to my back quickly.
I part my lips and push at his vest, pushing it down his shoulders. He tosses it to the floor and lifts my shirt over my head, he unbuttons the three buttons on his shirt and pulls it over his head. I run my hand over his stomach and chest, looking down at it. No scar bares against it. I watch him and he sits up slightly, running his hands to my waist, tugging at the waistband. He pulls them off of me and I take heavy breaths. He undoes his own and tugs them down, placing his hand against my throat, looking down at me. I part my lips slightly as I watch him, his gentle complexion different from the hard one I once knew. He runs his thumb to my lower lip and runs it against it, making it push down slightly.
He leans in and presses his lips against mine again, lifting me up and lays his back against the wall with me in his lap. I look down at him as he looks up to me. He moves my hair behind my ear and I hover over him, moving down onto him. I part my lips and let out a breath, holding onto his shoulders. He graciously grips onto my hips and puts his head back slightly as I move my hips slowly.
He grips tightly onto me and I rest my forehead against his. I let out a soft noise and he presses his lips harshly against mine, letting a breath escape his nose that also is a groan. I pull back slightly and he moves me onto the bed, moving his hips into me. He presses his lips against my skin and bites at it as he digs his nails into my thigh.
I run my hand through his hair and grip at it, putting my head back. I let out a moan. "Ben.." I speak to him and he looks down to me, sitting up slightly. He places his hand against my throat and continues to move his hips. I place my hand around his wrist and part my lips. My airways slightly restricted. I close my eyes and feel my legs shake and I hear his moan come from his lips.
I release around him and feel him release as well. I breath heavily from my high and he moves from between my legs and lays down.
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I stand, expecting him to leave, pulling up my underwear. I pull the long hair up and look back to him. He is watching me. He holds his hand out to me and I purse my lips slightly. I step back and hold my hand out to him, pressing my fingertips to his, running them down his long fingers and then to his palm. He grabs my hand and yanks me easily onto him. I let out a laugh and he smiles, then looks to me. "I'm not leaving this time." He speaks softly and moves a piece of hair to behind my ear.
"Kar.." I look to him as he says my name. "I do." I watch over his face. "If you do, you can say it." I speak lightly and bite at my lip. "You're so much like my mother." He shakes his head. "And you're so much like your father." I speak and roll my eyes playfully. "I do love you." I look at him for a moment and he sits up slightly. "I love you." He says again and I let out a breath. "I have."
