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And I'll use you as a warning sign
That if you talk enough sense, then you'll lose your mind
And I'll use you as focal point
So I don't lose sight of what I want
And I've moved further than I thought I could
But I miss you more than I thought I would
Oh I'll use you as a warning sign
That if you talk enough sense, then you'll lose your mind

They stayed in the foyer of his apartments for what felt like hours. Finally, she was able to guide him into his room.

He sat on the edge of his bed, seemingly oblivious while Rey began to remove his clothes. First, she unlaced his boots and tossed them aside. Standing, she removed his outer cloak and threw that to the side, too. She tugged on the bottom of his undershirt and pulled it up his torso, she moved his arms so they were upright before completely removing his shirt.

She looked down at him, but his face was still expressionless. "Ben?" She asked in a soft voice.

Finally, he looked at her, "Hmm?" was his only reply.

She rubbed his bare shoulder with her left hand and caressed his cheek with her right. "What can I do for you?"

His eyes grew dark, "Stay."

She nodded; overcome with bravery, she never broke her gaze from his while she removed her own layers of clothing. Soon, she stood before him in nothing but her underclothes.

Briefly, his eyes left hers to glance at her bared skin. She moved her hands to cover her naked belly. "Don't," he said, his voice thick.

"No one has ever seen me like this," she whispered, embarrassed. Her cheeks flushed when his eyes roamed her body once more and he licked his lips.

Standing, he undid the button of his pants, bending over to pull them down before stepping out of the clothes. He wore underclothes that rested just below his waist and ended at his mid-thigh. "No one's ever seen me like this," he said with a shrug. He extended his hand to her, "Stay with me? Please, Rey?"

She inhaled deeply and hesitantly reached for his hand. He pulled her towards him and sat back down on the bed. She found herself with her legs on either side of his, resting in his lap like she had been earlier that day.

That felt like ages ago.

She cupped his face with her small hands and kissed him gently.

He took a shuddering breath and pulled away, "Not tonight," he said, shaking his head.

She nodded meekly, "Okay," her voice was barely a whisper.

Holding on to her tightly, he rolled them back onto the bed into a horizontal position. She lay flat on her back and he on his right side. He wedged his left leg between hers and brought his left arm to rest on her midsection. He laid his head down next to hers and inhaled her scent, nuzzling her cheek with his nose. "Just stay with me."

Rey nodded; turning slightly, she brought her right hand to rest on his chest. She lay her palm flat against it and felt his heart beating, "Okay."

"No," Finn said, incredulous. "I don't believe it. Rey would never join that beast."

Poe sighed and ran a hand over his tired face. "The intelligence is good, Finn. We've had spies on Naboo for ages. They saw Rey, with Ren, training on his private island. Walking on his private island. Talking…" Poe waved his hand with flourish, "and you know…"

Finn raised his chin, "What? What does this mean?" He asked, copying Poe's movements.

Poe sighed again, poor, oblivious Finn, "Intelligence believes that they are involved."

Finn looked from Poe to Rose, "Well, yeah, because they think he's training her."

"Not that kind of involved, Finn!" Rose shouted, standing up, "He means romantically!"

Poe looked up at Rose from his seated position and nodded, "Yeah, that."

Finn sat down, his mouth agape.

Rose looked between the two men and groaned, "You guys are idiots; we're wasting time talking about Rey. What do we do without the General? Where do we go from here?" She turned her attention to rest solely on Finn, "Forget about Rey; you've lost her, but the Resistance is still here. We need to focus on that and not some girl!"

When Ben woke, the first thing he felt was Rey's weight resting on him. Sometime during the night, he had moved to lay on his back and she had followed his body. Her chin rested on his shoulder, her right arm was resting across his stomach; her hand lay between his chest and collarbone. And her right leg was thrown over his waist, the bottom of her thigh just grazing the erection he had.

He turned his face to inhale her scent and brought his right arm around her body, bringing her closer to him. His thumb played with the waistband of her underclothes and he felt her body shiver. Taking another deep breath, he allowed her peace to fill him. It was the first time he had felt content in years. The first time he had slept through the night in nearly a decade.

Rey's eyes fluttered open and she smiled up at Ben, "Good morning," she whispered, her voice still thick with sleep.

He grinned in return, "Good morning."

Rey moved to stretch and paused immediately when her leg brushed his erection. She blushed, the heat traveling all the way down to her neck, he watched with pleasant surprise as her chest grew flush, too.

"I'm sorry," he apologized, it happens most nights when I sleep. And then this morning, I found you like this…" He trailed off.

Rey nodded and took a breath, trying to calm her flush. She moved her leg and lay it on his own, "Can I?" She asked, motioning down to his waist. Can I touch you? She asked in his head, certain that the words would not come out of her mouth.

Ben's eyes widened and he took a sharp breath before nodding his head.

Rey's hand trailed down from his chest to the waistband of his underclothes, the skimming motion causing goosebumps to rise on his skin.

She slipped her hand underneath his clothes and her fingers softly traced the outline of his erection, enjoying the feeling of the soft, smooth skin. Ben's breathing accelerated when she rubbed her thumb over the head of his cock. She wrapped her hand around his length, tenderly at first, before applying more pressure and began pumping her hand up and down.

Ben's eyes fluttered closed and he sighed her name.

"Am I doing it right?" She asked huskily.

Ben nodded with his eyes still shut, "Perfectly," he gasped as her thumb ran over his tip again. She felt a wetness then and looked up at him Is that okay? She thought in his head, his eyes finally opened, "Yes," he said, his voice thick. He licked his lips and brought a hand to her chin, bringing her close enough to kiss.

He kissed her softly until her thumb grazed him again. His lips bumped into hers messily then, his tongue tracing her lips until she opened her mouth. He kissed her hard for a moment before he pulled his lips from hers and grunted, "Please," against her lips.

She brought her lips back to his and quickened her motions, gripping him a little more firmly, running her thumb over him more roughly than she meant. He groaned in her mouth and began lightly bucking his hips.

"Rey," he grunted as he came, covering her hand in his semen and soiling his underclothes.

Rey peppered his face with kisses as he collected himself. After a few minutes, he turned to her with a smile, "Thank you," he whispered. Leaning towards her, he nuzzled her neck and kissed her where her neck met her shoulder.

She grinned widely, "You're welcome."

He began to lightly nip at her neck until her voice peeped, "Ben? I need to clean myself."

He pulled back to look at her; her skin was flushed, but she still smiled, clearly pleased with her actions.

"Of course." He untangled himself from her and lifted the waistband of his underclothes so she could remove her hand.

He followed her into his refresher and turned on the water for his shower. Rey made her way to the sink to wash him from her hands, "Stay with me?" He asked, motioning towards the shower.

A fresh flush bloomed over her body and she shook her head, "Not today." His frowned, "But soon," she hurriedly said when she saw his expression change.

He nodded with a small smile, "I would like that."

He cheeks grew redder, "Me, too." She quickly stood on her toes to kiss his cheek and quickly fled the room.

Another week passed and a new routine formed. They mediated on the balcony together in the morning, shared a morning meal, trained, and had their midday meal.

In the afternoons, they talked; about their past, about their current situation, and about the future. They planned. They began to train in the afternoon, too. Both knew that they were strong, but they needed to harness that strength.

After their evening meal, they would walk around his gardens. They tried to not let the affection that they held for one another to show; they knew that Snoke would try and use it against them, but they couldn't hide their growing feelings.

Every day, Ben shed a little bit more of Kylo Ren. Rey could see it in the way he carried himself, the way that he spoke, and even the way he dressed. Those gloves, the ones that first indicated if he was Ben, had disappeared. He hadn't worn them since the day that Leia died.

One of her new favorite things was going to bed with Ben every night. Her rooms had not been used since that first night they shared a bed.

At the end of each night, she would curl into his body. He would wrap her up tightly in his arms and hold her as closely as he could.

Some nights they would kiss, some nights she would touch him beneath his underclothes, and some nights they would do nothing at all.

Despite her nightly desires, she still wouldn't let Ben pleasure her. She knew he was eager to. She could see it in his eyes; his desire for her burned there almost constantly. She could feel his hands longing to touch her everywhere, but he continued to respect her wishes.

Want pooled into a wetness that filled her underclothes every day.

Soon, she would let him have all of her.

A/N: I apologize for the delay; I was traveling with my family all day yesterday. What do you do during a three-hour layover with a two-year-old? You ride the tram. Ten times…

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