NOVEMBER 19, 2017
7:00 P.M.
FIRST ORDER

"You look beautiful."

Rey glanced over her bare shoulder, a small smile breaking out at the sight of Kylo standing behind her, one hand shoved in his low riding black pants, his hair falling into his eyes, two white roses in his hand. She slid her phone into her clutch when he walked up to her gripping her hands, pulling her into a hug. She wrapped her arms around his neck, sinking into his body, she breathed in his scent, leaning her chin on his chest and looking up at him as his own arms wound around her tightly.

Rey's hands slipped down around his neck and Kylo stepped closer, causing their bodies to brush against one another. He expelled a relieved breath at her lack of anger, leaning his forehead against hers, and their noses nuzzling. She slipped her fingers through the hair at the nape of neck, twirling the dark strands around.

He gave her a crooked smile, "I mean it," his eyes slowly traveled over her body and Rey shivered. "You look great," he said. His hand lifted, wrapping a smooth strand of hair around his finger.

"Thanks," her voice sounding scratchy. She cleared her throat softly. Kylo kept staring at her, a small smile hovering on his lips and a new look in his eyes.

The hand that tugged her hair rested on her neck and his thumb began to softly brush at the smooth skin there, sending a jolt of pleasure and lust through her body.

"R-Ren…" she breathed, wondering what the hell he was doing.

Rey's waves had been straightened, fell over her shoulders and back, incandescent chestnut colored strands that twisted and shimmered. Finn had chosen an outfit that was simple but once Rey slid into it transformed her. She was tiny, petite, but her body curved dangerously in the tight bandage wrapped skirt that above her knee and the dark red corseted top that pinched her waist and swelled her cleavage.

She was breathtaking. And she would be his.

"Happy birthday Ren." She leaned up, placing a soft kiss on his chest, lingering as his hand tightened on her hip, heat flooding through her body.

"I'm sorry." His voice was low, intimate, ignoring the noise surrounding, focusing on the on the only woman who had ever made him burn.

"I know."

"I don't deserve you."

"Of course you don't," Rey teased, drawing back, her gaze shyly meeting his. "I'll lock my doors, but just next time turn your back, okay?"

"What if I can't?" his voice was husky and her eyes darkened at the promise in his tone. "Not now, not ever again."

"Ren, don't. Don't make that promise." She warned. "We've been here before. I can't do it again."

"And what if I made a mistake then? What if I spent five years regretting everything I said as that arrogant boy? And when are you going to realize that I am no longer him?"

"That is a lot of what if's." She stepped back, not allowing herself to hope, leaving a silent Kylo there standing alone. When she looked back at him several moments later, he was still standing in the same spot watching her with narrowed eyes. She poked her tongue out at him and turned her attention back to host.

"Ren, party of two."

Rey tilted her head in invitation. "Come on, let's go in, I'm hungry."

"Sweetheart, please."

"I know, I'm not avoiding it. I promise." Her tiny hand clasped his as his rough fingers curled protectively around hers. "We'll talk about it, I promise. Just come inside."

He allowed her to lead him through the crowded dining area, the host casting her an appreciative glance even as Kylo yanked her back to his side, his glare warning that she was taken.

She would be lying if it didn't cause her to smile.

They entered the backroom, Kylo's senses overwhelmed as the darkened atmosphere suddenly flickered, the cries of happy birthday exploded into the air.

"Surprise!"

"Happy birthday!"

"Who-hoo drinking and strippers!"

Thwack!

"Dammit Finn that hurt!"

The room was covered in streamers, balloons gathered in bunches, presents of every kind of liquor or beer he could have imagined stacked. But what surprised him the most was the amount of people filling the room, his parents, family, co-workers, anyone he had ever liked and enjoyed their company, brought together by one person.

"You did this?" Kylo asked, his voice hoarse in disbelief.

"Been planning it for weeks. You made it far easier to get you here tonight when you feel the need to grovel." Rey said shyly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "I hope you like it."

"I love you."

At the exact moment he uttered the words, silence seemed to fall across the room, their words becoming the center of attention. And Kylo's mother was barely able to contain her shriek of excitement as she demanded that her husband pay her the twenty dollars owed.

"What did you say that?" she stammered. "You said you can't see me..."

"It's you. It's always been you. I've always seen you. I won't make the mistake I made five years ago." He walked closer, cupping her face, his fingers caressing her cheeks as he tilted her head back, dark brown burning to whiskey. Rey gasped as she felt his breath on her lips, pulling her so that he body was flush against him, her soft curve molding to his hard muscle. "My world is you. Everything that is good in me begins and ends with you."

The last of his words were breathed against her lips, his tongue sliding tentatively across her lips, urging them to part, his hips hard and demanding against hers. With a silent moan of surrender, his mouth ravaged hers deep and fierce. He took her bottom lip between his teeth, sucking lightly, before plunging and her tongue curled around his, licking, moaning in satisfaction at his taste.

His hands released hers as her fingers curved around his neck, plunging into the soft thick hair at his nape, holding his head, twisting hers to the side in order for his tongue to slide deeper.

"About damn time!"

And Rey dissolved into giggles at Finn's cheer.

She simply had to agree.

NOVEMBER 19, 2017
10:03 P.M.
FIRST ORDER

"You want your present?" She whispered in his ear, licking the rim, taunting him as he tried to keep his breathing even. "It involves a paddle and several well-earned spankings."

"Sweetheart, you don't know what you're playing at." He warned unable to believe the lengths his new girlfriend had gone to keep him severally frustrated for the past several hours.

"Oh, but I do," Rey cooed, dropping one hand into his lap, caressing the hardened bulge beneath the table as she innocently fluttered her lashes. "Did I mention I rented a limo? Something to chaperone you in for the evening?"

Kylo moved in a flutter of activity, yanking her from the chair, politely making his apologies to his mother, promising to met Poe and Finn at the club in a few hour as he dragged her through the Italian restaurant, his mind solely focusing a the giggling women behind him. Once outside he drew her into his arms, harshly sucking at her neck and her fingernails sank into his back, holding him in place as she frantically motioned for the hired driver, telling him which club they were suppose to visit and to make sure that he got lost along the way.

As the door shut behind her, Kylo pulled Rey across his lap, his mouth took hers with a desperation, the urgency that burned inside of them both for five years. He slanted his lips over hers and they parted. His tongue was wet, swirling inside of her mouth, plundering gently, taking what he needed. He tore his mouth free, groaning as she sank her sharp teeth into the curve of his neck, tasting the saltiness of his skin.

"I love you," he whispered. "I was to damn dumb to realize it, but I do."

She made a purring sound in her throat, her small hands efficiently unbuttoning his pants, maneuvering her fingers under the black material, lightly scraping her nails through the lightly dusking of fine hairs, against the toned muscles of his abdomen. She traced along the edge of his silken boxers, smirking at the sight of his shaft stirring, the potent reaction of his body, long and thick.

He felt her hair caress his thighs as she dipped her head further down, instead of enclosing her mouth around him, she traced her tongue up his length and around the base, lightly nipping up and down, the skirt she wore getting shorter as she leaned, exposing the golden skin that had taunted him since that morning.

He reached out, gently gripping her straighten her, pulling her back up and surprised she stared at him, silently questioning.

"I want you naked on your knees," he hissed lowly.

His demanding tone caused heat to bloom through the center of her stomach as she leaned back against the seat facing him in the limo. She unbuttoned her tight skirt, sliding the material down her hips before crawling back him, presenting the laced back of her corset top.

"Consider it a present you need to unwrap." Rey whispered.

"Keep the heels on."

Kylo groaned, his lips trailing up the exposed skin of her back before she tossed it the empty seat, settling between his legs clad only in her thigh highs and stilettos.

She dropped to her knees, her tongue gliding over the thin trail of hair from his belly to his penis. She began to nuzzle the head, daintily licking the tip, moaning she tasted the pearly white cum that dipped. She opened her mouth, flexing her cheeks and glided her head down over his length, her lips stretching to accommodate him.

Kylo titled his head to get a better view as his hips moved in synchronized haste with her tongue and mouth, her fingertips barely stroking his inner thighs. She relaxed her throat, taking him deeper with each dip of her head. Kylo moaned loudly, clenching his fingers in her hair, her hands dropping to his balls, rubbing them before she began to lavish them with tongue. Rey took what he gave, before he stiffened, thick amounts of cum squirting as she swallowed.

She leaned back on her heels, a satisfied smile gracing her face, his hand gently caressing her cheek, pushing damp strands away from her cheeks.

"I love you," she whispered into his palm.

Apparently those words were all it took.

He tilted her head back and set his mouth over hers with an open hunger, a hunger so intense and greedy that it stunned her. She parted her teeth and he moved his tongue deep inside, plundering her mouth, touching with his in a blatant manner.

Kylo grasped her hips, turning her to lean against the leather seats, he entered her roughly from behind, he was way past gentleness then. His hips slammed against hers, the force driving her down to her elbows. She moaned with every thrust, getting louder and louder, neither caring if they could be heard by the driver.

Kylo's fingers dug into her ass and he sped up his thrusts. The only thing that existed for him right then and there was her and the pleasure her tight front was giving him.

"Kylo," Rey whimpered. "I'm gonna cum." She gripped the leather tightly as she felt her release coming yet again.

Kylo slipped one around her and pinched her clit with his thumb and forefinger. "Let me feel you cum…cum for me," he encouraged not missing a stroke. He could feel his balls tighten as they slapped her ass.

Suddenly she screamed and her walls squeezed around him in a tight vise as she exploded with her orgasm. Her hips bucked and thrashed and he held on tightly so she wouldn't unsit him.

The contractions of her wet walls made his load burst and he drenched her inside with his cum. His hips pumped weakly as he tried his hardest to maintain the sweet feeling.

Finally he fell off of her, spent and exhausted. Wrapping an arm around her waist, he pulled her sweaty body to relax against him. She was drained, too tired to say anything, but Kylo nuzzled the hair on her neck before placing a kiss to her bare shoulder.

"I love you."

"I know." She whispered, laughing softly as he lightly kissed her. "Happy birthday, baby."