WARNING: MATURE CONTENT AHEAD.
For the second time that day, his brain short circuited, tripping and stuttering over his own thoughts as he leaned back against the stoned rail, while she stepped away and knelt before him.
The act itself was not new to Kylo's mind, having seen a couple holovideos of pornography in his younger years. He couldn't admit, that even then, the idea was not enticing.
But here, with Rey, seeing her so eager and curious when it came to giving him pleasure...
His heartbeat quickened.
The next moment, it froze, feeling her slim fingers at his waistband.
Kylo's mouth went dry, forming into a thin line as he gulped hard, his hands looking for something to hold onto, deciding best to grip the railing behind him. His eyes flew around their surroundings, daring something or someone to interrupt this moment.
With his cheeks burning, his jaw just as tight as his grip on the rail, Kylo slowly looked down to the woman on her knees before him, her eyes focused as she began to tug his pants lower and lower, watching with dark, lustful eyes as she sprung him free, a small, shy smile appearing on her lips.
Again, his heart picked up the pace as his body grew hot, his abdomen clenching with anticipation.
At his nervous and hungry state, Rey smiled as she let the remainder of the alcohol take over her own nerves throughout her system, thankful that it worked out so well and so fast at calming her down and giving her such a playful thrill.
On a night like this, she was surely grateful for it.
Carefully, Rey moved to grip his shaft in her hand, giving him one long, slow stroke to the base, marveling in the shudder that escaped from him, along with shaky breath. His abdomen lightly heaved, trying to conceal the reactions that Rey was drawing from him.
She'd hardly gotten a chance to learn this part of his body, a few quick, shy touches here and there were the most she'd achieved, and now that this part of him stood firm and proud in her hand, she couldn't help but take a moment to admire him.
Her slim fingers looked even smaller as she held him, her tanned skin was no comparison to the color of his flesh here, appearing red at the tip, eager and pleading as it throbbed. Subconsciously, Rey's tongue darted between her dry lips as her eyes lit up, watching the head of his member throb with the same anticipation that fluttered through her abdomen.
Still awestruck, Kylo watched as Rey carefully stroked him once more, pressing her thumb on the underside of his member as she glided along to the tip, studying him with wide playful eyes as a drop of pre-cum appeared.
Again, a small smile dimpled her cheeks, and just as Kylo inhaled sharply, gathering whatever air he could to tell her she did not need to do this, he froze as Rey moved forward, pressing a long, soft kiss to his member, glossing her lips with the clear fluid.
Kylo worked to suppress a groan, his teeth clenching while his breathing grew heavier, watching her as she watched him. Her tongue skimmed across her lower lip, tasting the man she left quivering before her, her own teeth grazing her lip as she savored him.
Her pleasure at the salty taste of him flew through their bond, and for a moment, Kylo was nearly dragged out from the scene before him as he focused on the fact that he could feel her so vibrantly now, as if the devices went mute, allowing the force around them to breathe.
However, Kylo was quickly brought back to Rey when he felt her hot breath on his shaft, her small, pink mouth opening to take in the head of him, working her tongue around to decide where to lay.
With her mouth on him, he shuddered as his head fell back, a small moan leaving his lips and falling into the sky above them. The sound alone encouraged Rey even more, glancing up to see his scarred, handsome features turned upwards. When she cast her eyes back down to the part of him in her mouth, she noticed his hands that gripped at the railing behind him, his knuckles turning white from his hold while feeling out the new experience.
Still, she made no further move, popping the head of him out of her mouth to lay another kiss on the side of it, her tongue trailing back over the part that leaked only a moment ago.
Above her, she heard him audibly gulp, a small shift in his hips pushing him further into her palm that held him.
Briefly, Rey wondered what people would think... To see the Supreme Leader of the First Order crumbling before her...
He gave a single, hard thrust into her hand, his head shooting to look down at her with a glare, though his eyes were still dark and lustful.
"You're projecting..." he hissed, his chest rising and falling with each large breath.
Rey smiled, heat rising to her cheeks. Kylo moved to thrust again, to urge her on now that she was aware, however Rey gripped him tighter, though not too tight. Just enough to for his own heat to spike, and across their bond, she could see clearly that he liked it.
Her thumb moved to circle the head of his shaft, finding the spot that made him jerk and go breathless.
"You only need to say one word..." she muttered teasingly, continuing the torment.
Finally, the bell in his mind rang loud as he recalled the little game they had been playing for the past few days since the last time he took her.
'I'll beg you to stop when you beg me to start.' her voice echoed at the memory.
Seeing what he was thinking, Rey smiled as she leaned forward, looking up to meet his hooded glare as his member softly brushed against her pink cheek.
Seeing her this way, playful and eager, and feeling her excitement through their bond that seemed to light up more than ever, Kylo could actively feel the change in him as he slowly let go of the control he demanded to have, his jaw clenching and unclenching with the struggle.
Only this woman could make such a mess of him... His queen...His Jedi... His scavenger...
His Rey.
As the moment lengthened with silence, Rey watched him with her own glazy eyes as she waited, her mouth salivating and her core pulsating. She wanted this just as much as he did...
Right when Rey had thought she lost this one, his voice, usually deep and commanding, gave a soft, honest plea that reminded her of the time when he'd asked her to join him, though this time, the reason for why he was so breathless, made her body warm.
"Please..." the word escaped from his plump lips, and with a glance from his member to his face, Rey saw his cheeks redden even more as the breeze from the wind moved his hair around, exposing his red ears, too.
Rey debated telling him that one plea was not enough, however her own curiosity beckoned her forward as she again moved to his shaft, pressing her tongue against the base of him and moving along the side of him before taking him into her mouth.
The fit was rather tight, which was expected since she knew he was a large man, and for a quick moment, she wondered if maybe he didn't like it, but the more she took in, the louder the groan it brought forth.
Experimenting, and still unsure of herself, Rey moved her head back and forth tentatively, watching his face to see what he liked most, discovering that he responded most when she used her tongue to circle his head and suck harder than she thought she should.
With every wet, long suck, his body trembled from the pleasure, every nerve throughout his large body awakening and eager for her next move, his body growing hot and prickled with a tingly sensation that was beginning to stack.
Aware that he was still gripping the rail behind him, Kylo forced himself to relax his hands as his eyes finally opened to meet the stars above them, marveling in the feeling of Rey's mouth bobbing back and forth on his most private member that seemed to be made specifically for this moment.
She enveloped him in her mouth, and just like the scavenger she was, she refused to leave any part of him behind as her hand moved along the base of him, gripping and releasing his flesh while her other hand crept beneath his shirt, her palm flat against his abs as she worked for his pleasure.
His mind refused to think of anything else, to say anything else but her name, completely intoxicated by the scent of her need, and the wind in her hair. Slowly moving to meet her eyes, Kylo was forced to practice self-control at the site of her now, refusing for this moment to be over too soon.
As the wind began to pick up, her hair moved across her cheek, and without thinking of it, Kylo's hand moved to softly brush it back behind her ear.
At the gentle touch, Rey glanced up, her lashes fluttering up seductively as she continued tasting and lapping at him, sucking the torn soul from Kylo.
He'd never know how to put it into words, but in this moment, he'd never found her more beautiful.
Slowly, his hand disappeared into her hair, his gentle caress massaging her scalp as Rey's hair twirled around his fingers, eliciting a low moan from her, vibrating right onto Kylo's shaft.
He instantly stilled while his fingers instinctively curled, gripping her hair, though making sure to not cause her any pain.
In synch, they both closed their eyes as the sensation as Kylo tried his best not to buck forth and spill into her mouth.
With a shaky breath, Kylo allowed himself to enjoy her mouth for just a moment longer before releasing his hold on her hair, moving to place his thumb at her chin, and the rest of his hand along her neck.
She looked at him confused, and he glanced down to her swollen lips as she let him go. Slowly, Rey watched from her knees as he bent to her, capturing her mouth in a slow, but demanding kiss, feeling no shame from Kylo as he tasted himself on her lips.
She shivered as his fingers trailed down her arm and behind her elbow, standing her up.
Blushing into the kiss, she felt his hard member against her abdomen, and moved to grip it once more, though his large, calloused hands caught her before she met her mark, wrapping around her wrists and stopping any further movement from her.
Both Kylo and Rey's breathing grew heavier by the second, the air around them thick with desire and a raw need that neither could tame. Without hesitating, Kylo began to walk Rey backwards until she met a stone bench off to the side balcony, hidden in small, kept garden.
Kylo pressed another kiss to her lips, and she playfully nipped at him, drawing another wave of heat from him while he pressed her down, forcing her to sit and moving in front of her.
Now, it was Kylo on his knees before her.
Leaning forward, the bridge of his nose skimmed across Rey's jawline, and lower along her neck, his tongue darting out to taste her there. For the briefest moment, she anticipated him biting her there, where her heartbeat pulsed, and the thought alone made her flesh break out into goosebumps.
Without any warning, he released her hands and went for her ankles, tugging her to him so quickly that she had no time to brace herself as she fell back against the cold stone, the back of her dress riding up, along with the front as Kylo's hand began to push it to her waist.
Rey shivered, forcing herself to bite at her own bottom lip as she felt his goal.
His warm lips trailed kisses along her legs, nibbling at the side of her knee, and tasting every inch of her inner thighs, stopping to admire the fact that she had no undergarments on.
With a silent smirk, Kylo's mind acknowledged that only his bonded would do such a thing.
Still, he thanked whatever force and whichever Gods he needed to that she was solely his, and he was forever hers.
From the bench, Rey realized, as she trembled in front of the stars and flowers, that he hadn't even touched her most sacred parts, and already she was quivering before him.
Feeling his smile press into her thighs, so close to the wet folds that would've begged for his touch if they had a voice, she assumed he liked it.
Slowly, Rey's hand moved to reach out to him, to burry deep in his hair and encourage him further, knowing that she couldn't trust her own voice right now, however the moment she moved, his hand caught hers once more and pressed them straight to her the side of her body, transferring just enough force to keep her still.
Rey's breathing hitched, her legs involuntarily beginning to close just to find some relief by rubbing her thighs together, yet Kylo refused.
Her wet center glistening in the moonlight, and Kylo knew right then that the sight would be burned into his mind forever.
Out of patience, his lips kissed her there, a sharp hiss escaping Rey as her hips bucked into him, asking for more. Rey's fingers dug into the side of her thigh, straining against the small force hold he held her with.
Growing more frustrated with how needy she was getting, Rey kicked off her sandals, letting them tumble to the ground as one foot planted softly at his shoulders, inching to the back of his neck and urging him forward.
From the corner of his eye, Kylo watched her movements, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips when he felt her toes press at his hair. He quickly caught her ankle with a firm grip, slowly turning his head to press a kiss at the top of her foot before maneuvering her leg to rest on his shoulder, his other hand holding her at the waist.
Rey's mouth grew dry, her abdomen quivering as she felt a long, slow stroke of his tongue across the slit of her center, tasting her, testing her. Every nerve within her woke up with a sharp jolt, her cheeks growing hot as he planted a final kiss on her folds before his tongue delved into her.
A raw, feral moan escaped from her as she cried out, her eyes shutting tight at the sheer pleasure she received from him.
Rey laid there on the bench, once again in the open view of the stars and moon above as her bonded lapped at her, using his tongue to stroke her inner walls, his plump lips brushing against the sensitive nub beneath her hood.
On his knees, his attention fully on Rey and her pleasure, he found himself lost in her once more, wrapped around Rey in more ways than he'd like to admit. At the sound of her gasps and whimpers, he knew right then that she could ask for absolutely anything, and he'd give her all he had.
The only time he'd ever thought of doing as such was out of fear, with Snoke.
And now, it was out of love and devotion, for Rey.
He felt her strain against his force hold, her heartbeat picking up so vibrantly that he could feel it in his lips as his tongue drew out each moan and tremble.
Always...
Always, he'd want this.
As if she were under a spell, her pleasure and lust took over her body, heating her up and demanding satisfaction, possessed by need and want for her own release as she shivered beneath his tongue.
Her back arched against the cold bench, her arms still tight at her sides as she unhitched, waves of electricity coursing from her head to her toes, a breathless groan erupting from deep within her chest as her muscles strained with her orgasm.
Rey's back fell against the stone bench, her body still quivering as Kylo released his hold on her arms, though she was trembling so much from the aftershock that she was still unable to move them.
His brows drew together as his hunger grew, his member still throbbing with want, trying to reach her before he could handle it himself. Kylo's savored the remnants of Rey that lay across his mouth, licking and biting at his own lip as he took himself in his hand, moving upwards to place a knee on the bench.
Rey's leg fell from his shoulder, her chest still rising and falling quickly as her center pulsated, and without any hesitation, Kylo thrust hard and quick into her, burying himself deep into her core as she shook.
They both gasped at the feel of her slick heat welcoming him as he stretched her, enjoying the last bits of her orgasm as she spasmed around his thick member.
The deep grumble of a moan that erupted from Kylo could have shocked them both if the feel of him inside of Rey hadn't already.
It took all that Kylo had not to release himself right then, the mix of her breathless moans and trembling movements adding to the rush.
From around the corner, two of the guests made their way outside, already drunk from their alcohol as they rambled on about their dealings.
Beneath him, Rey tensed, though her knees still quivered at Kylo's waist. Her lazy arms tried to move to tug her dress down, but Kylo refused and instead pushed deeper into Rey, tightening his muscles painfully to withhold the groan of pleasure.
Rey fell back on the bench with a sharp gasp loud enough to capture the intruder's attention, though it didn't. To avoid any further risk, Kylo's hand flew to Rey's mouth, covering any another moan or gasp that dared escape, yet his ears begged for more.
Her eyes widened at both his hand covering her mouth, and at the sensation of being filled by him, so deep that she was sure she wouldn't be able to speak if she even could.
Glancing down to where they connected, Kylo watched with hooded, lust filled eyes as he moved out of Rey, and back in, slow and confident, hard and commanding. He marveled at how she fit him so well, and how much it felt as though he was made for just this, just for Rey.
The lower half of her tanned, freckled skin still shined beneath the stars while the rest of her body was hidden behind the scraps that were her dress, the outfit itself left him feeling jealous and aching, and he cursed the Gods for it as he throbbed.
Feeling the atmosphere around him, Kylo felt that their guests were still occupied with their company as they strolled to the far end of the balcony, too out of sorts to notice anyone else out here.
Satisfied with that, Kylo continued covering Rey's mouth as he began to move within her, slow, sharp thrusts that almost made him question if he was hurting her, but as he glanced to her face, he saw her reddened cheeks and met her tempting, hooded eyes, both daring and begging him to continue.
Holding Rey's gaze, he pushed hard and deep into her once, and then again, his own eyes rolling shut as she whimpered beneath his hand, her core tightening even more around him. Kylo struggled to breath, refusing to moan or groan his own pleasure, and instead focused on exhaling through his nostrils, pausing his movements within her as he reveled in the feel of Rey.
Her shaky arm moved up, her hand brushing his cheek and going straight into his hair, gripping and pulling to express her own form of love, and a plea for more.
His eyes slowly opened, and again, her voice echoed in the back of his mind.
'... The day I beg you to stop...'
Gulping, and almost snarling, he looked into the eyes of the woman he truly loved as she quivered, her senses still high with aftershock as she watched him with curious, pleading eyes.
He determined that she'd be the death of him, and that, he accepted.
Kylo quickly moved his hand from her mouth and to her neck, keeping her calm while adding just enough pressure to hold her still as his mouth came crashing down on hers, his hips slamming into hers with a frenetic power that both surprised her and pleasured her.
Rey cried out, her gaspy moans swallowed by Kylo's own mouth as he drove into her, thrust after thrust that left her breathless and throbbing.
His teeth caught her lip, sucking and biting, and Rey thought that this is what it felt like to truly be taken, to be claimed as he slammed in and out of her.
To others, she figured it could be scary, or even animalistic, but to Rey, it was absolutely perfect.
She felt wanted, and needed, lusted after as she was torn apart by the only person who could put her back together, her partner and equal in everything.
Rey knew nobody would understand, that nobody ever could.
Together, they worked solely off of that same animalistic instinct to survive, to take what belonged to them. She knew Kylo never claimed her out of hate or jealousy, that this was how he loved, and with every thrust, she welcomed it.
Kylo felt the revelation through their bond, and if anything, it heightened his love and his need to bring them both pleasure in this dark world.
His mouth released hers as he moved to her neck, struggling to find his own voice.
"Mine," He grunted, unable to hid his own trembling as she shook, her hand moving to rest on his shoulder, her nails digging deep into his flesh as the other gripped his hair.
At this, he moaned. "And yours. Always." he breathed. His free arm snaked beneath Rey's waist, lifting her up just slightly, but the new position allowed him to hit a spot within her that made her eyes roll back and arch her body.
Kylo was desperate for more of her, for all of her, that he nearly tore her dress at the seams to expose the rest of her flesh to him, though he stopped as he felt her begin to spasm around his member, pulsating and growing hot as she found her second release.
Forgetting all else, he held her tight against his own body as his hand flew to mouth, covering it just in time as she cried out his name while she came.
Even through her release, he was relentless.
Kylo's heated wave was building, his purpose holding back his own climax as he continued his pleasurable attack, growing breathless as Rey quaked around him, her throaty whimpers filling his ears and going straight to his shaft.
Rey's eyes shut tight as she shook, her heart going crazy within her chest as her climax went in waves and waves, one right after another and giving no room for aftershock alone. The more Kylo kept up his thrusts, the longer it lasted, and Rey knew she couldn't take any more of this, unable to catch her breath as her body heated and her core clenched tight.
Opening her eyes, she winced from pleasure as her orgasm took over them both, and to find some relief to her untouched and sensitive nub, Rey's hand shot down to her folds, rubbing in circular motions as she cried out into Kylo's hand.
Watching as her hand moved, his eyes widened with heat and surprise at her boldness, and a groan filled the air around them as he watched while thrusting into her, his own movements stuttering as she moved.
Rey's body jerked on him, pulling him deeper as she rode out the last of her orgasm, her abs and core sore from the work.
She hated to give up the fight... But deep down, she knew she couldn't take anymore...
'Please...' she whimpered to his mind, her brows furrowed from exhaustion and pleasure.
She felt him gulp as he thrusts barely slowed, sweat rolling down his neck. Rey released her grip from his hair and her touch from her center, moving both arms beneath his and holding him at his back at she peered up at him, still shaking.
Her toes curled in the air behind him, and she struggled not to shake further.
Watching him with dark eyes, she called for his gaze, and darted her tongue out to lap at his fingers covering her mouth, sending him a visual from her mind to his, a memory of her view earlier in the night as he stood there, blushing bright red as she took him in her mouth.
Kylo could only glare at her for the quickest second before his head bent low between her breasts, grunting loudly as he slammed hard, but slow into her, his own release escaping harshly into Rey, crashing and burning in the most delightful way as he shook.
His head felt dizzy as his breathing hitched, his own legs feeling loose and wobbly as he shoved into her further and further, Kylo's hand leaving her mouth and gripped Rey at her bare waist, enjoying the way her flesh felt in his hands as she took all that he gave.
Rey lovingly brushed his hair back as he drove his seed into her, his pleasure seeping across to her through their bond as she gasped for air.
He slowed now, no longer pushing into her, though he held himself there as he struggled to breath, a small whimper leaving him as he felt his spend spill from her.
For a long moment, they stayed there on the bench in the garden, beneath the stars as they stumbled their way back to reality and the party going on inside.
Moving slowly, Kylo withdrew from her, making Rey sigh and her body arch, missing him already.
His forehead was still pressed to her chest, and she continued brushing his hair with her fingers.
"Rey," he began, his voice tight and low. She could feel that he was going to apologize, though for what, she wasn't sure.
She felt that tonight was wonderful, exactly what she wanted, unaware that it was actually what she needed.
Kylo's head moved to meet her gaze, and she shyly smiled at him.
"It was perfect, Ben." she smiled, her core still pulsating from tonight's events. Part of her wished it would never end.
He searched her face for any sign of a lie, satisfied when he found none.
Silently, he agreed, reaching toward her through the bond that seemed more alive than ever.
His bones felt weak, his muscles sore and head throbbing, yet he'd do it all over in a heartbeat if he could. Rey's earlier revelation was true, he decided.
Nobody could understand their want and raw need when it came to one another. Even now, he sometimes couldn't understand it himself, but it was Rey, and it was him, and together nothing else mattered.
With a sigh and a kiss to her chest, he rose on shaky legs and tucked himself back into his pants as Rey watched admiringly.
Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a handkerchief and used it to clean Rey up, who grunted her displeasure and embarrassment. At this, he smiled, a true smile that was not hidden or sly, or shy and forced.
He smiled truly, and it warmed Rey's heart so much that she forgot all else momentarily, struck by the sight of him. Her heart skipped a beat again that night, tucking the picture of his toothy, imperfect smile far, far away in her mind, somewhere no one else would find it but her.
'A smile all for her own.' she thought as Kylo carefully put her sandals back on, taking his time to care for and dress her.
"The scavenger Jedi can stare a man down as he dresses, can walk around nude with no shame, and can touch herself in ways that would make any man in the galaxy crumble, but she hates to be cleaned up by another?" Kylo teased, gripping her dress and tugging it back down her body as she lay on the bench still, lazy and spent.
At his words, she grinned and chuckled at the truth, watching as he held a hand out to her.
Sighing, Rey grasped it and allowed him to haul her up, though her legs were far too wobbly to stand on at the moment. She stumbled into his chest, and he suppressed his own chuckle, bending low to pick her up bridal style, and sat her in his lap as he took his place on the bench.
Rey's cheeks reddened with embarrassment as she scowled at him, pressing her head to his shoulder.
"Just give me a moment..." She mumbled, tucking her face into his warm neck.
Again, he smiled, though she couldn't see.
"Take all the time you need." He mumbled back, feeling her exhaustion win already.
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Author's Notes:
I am SO sorry for the week absence, however I was celebrating my birthday! To make up for it, I thought I'd make this chapter a little extra longer and steamier... Hope you like it :D
Nothing but action in the next one, stay tuned, and please leave me some love? <3