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It wasn’t often that Armitage Hux and Kylo Ren were able to get along for more than a second. Often they’d find themselves arguing over the smallest of details. But there was one thing they had in common. They both loved fucking you senseless.

When you had casually mentioned to Hux just how badly you wanted both of them at once, Hux couldn’t believe you. Of course he knew you were fucking Ren; you often came to his quarters with bruises and marks bigger than he could ever administer. Hux knew he needed to prove he was the better fuck.

One night, you had been walking to meet Hux at your designated meeting spot: his office at the command deck. You walked through the blast doors, them swooshing open immediately. You were met with cool air as you walked through the empty command deck as it was well past quitting time.

Coming up to Hux’s hatch, you raised your hand to knock but before you could, it swooshed open. You opened your mouth to speak but were left speechless with what you saw before you.

“There’s my little girl,” Hux beamed, closing the  distance between the two of you. He reached out, taking your hand and walking you in.

As sweet as this was, your eyes were fixated on something dark. Sinister.

Kylo Ren.

“I told you she’d be on time,” Hux smiled, pushing his already neat hair back as he guided you to sit down in the chair in front of his sleek black desk.

Kylo nodded, “so you did.” He was cold, emotionless. His mask concealing his face as it usually did when the two of you weren’t in his quarters.

“Hi,” you whispered, sitting down in the chair. You watched Hux walk around to the other side of his desk, standing next to Ren.

Kylo cocked his head ever so slightly. Before he could reply, Hux spoke up. “We’ve come to an.. agreement.” He looked toward Kylo briefly, then toward you again. “For you.”

Your heart fluttered, unsure exactly what they meant. “An agreement? What- what do you mean?” You asked, eyes darting from Hux’s pink cheeks and slicked hair back to Kylo’s cold unforgiving mask.

“To give you what you want,” Kylo’s modified voice pierced the air, goosebumps erupting over every inch of your flesh.

“What I-I-“ you stammered, trying to make sense of this. Surely they didn’t mean..

“What your little cunt so sorely needs,” Hux cooed, moving around the table. Then, standing next to you. He looked down, brushing a stray hair out of your face.

“I’ve seen it,” Kylo’s voice brought your attention back to him. “In your dreams. Desperate whore.”

Hux couldn’t help but smirk, “now now, Ren.” He thumbed your cheek, turning your face back to look him in the eyes. “Be nice to our pet.”

“I’ll do as I please, Hux,” Ren spat back. He crossed his arms, growing impatient. His cock throbbed; your dream of being completely torn apart by himself and Hux playing over and over in his head. As much as he hated the man, he couldn’t deny the fact that you needed this. And for you, he’d do anything .

You squirmed in the chair, looking up at Hux. Your cunt throbbed thinking of all the things you wanted, no. Needed them to do to you.

Hux leaned down, his lips pressing against your jugular delicately. Then, peppering kisses until he met your ear. Whispering softly, “Is this what you want, little one? For both of us to completely destroy you?” His voice was soothing, desire dripping from each syllable.

Kylo watched intently, his eyes never leaving your face. He hated the way your eyelids fluttered as Hux made his way along your neck. More than that, he hated the way it made his cock throb.

You swallowed hard. “I do, Armitage-“

“Ah ah,” Hux sighed. “You’ll address me as General tonight,” he side eyed Ren as he kissed the top of your head, standing up.

“Yes, General,” you looked up at him, pressing your thighs together.

Kylo met your eyes, desire burning in his belly. This is taking entirely too long. He moved around the table, meeting your other side. “Move. Now,” his gloved hand pointing toward the couch on the opposite end of the office.

You nodded, knowing full well what happened when you didn’t listen promptly. Getting up, you moved to the couch quickly, sitting down.

Kylo made his way to you, standing over you. Hux joined him. You looked up at the two of them. This must be a dream.

“I assure you, princess,” Kylo hummed, his modifier sucking the human tone from his voice. “This isn’t a dream.”

“I don’t like that,” Hux seethed. “I can’t hear her thoughts.”

“Poor you,” Kylo smirked under his mask. His gloved finger hooking your chin to pull you to your feet. “Strip,” he commanded. “Now.”

Hux took a step back, eyes fixated on your hands as they pulled and tugged at your clothes. His length throbbed under his uniform, begging for release.

Your eyes darted from Ren back toward Hux repeatedly as you pulled off your uniform. You felt like you couldn’t get it off fast enough. Once your clothes were a pile on the floor, you looked up at the men, waiting more direction.

“Good girl,” Hux purred, taking in your body. He palmed himself through his pants. “Look at you. Perfect, pristine as usual,” he pulled at his gloves, slipping them off and letting them drop to the floor. Without wasting a moment, he ran his bare hand down your side. He made his way over your abdomen, just barely grazing your cunt.

The feeling made your jaw drop slightly; you had been craving his touch all day. You had had a particularly hard day at work and you needed release. The fact that it was happening in front of Kylo made it only that much more pleasurable.

Kylo growled under his breath. It was taking every ounce of self restrain not to snap Hux’s neck. He kept his eyes fixated on Hux’s hand, it traveling down your body. His favorite pet’s body. It infuriated him.

Hux continued palming his hardened length through his pants, his other hand still tracing your body slowly. “Tell us what you want,” he cooed.

You stumbled through your words, “I- I- uh. I- I need you two to Uh-“

“Completely ruin you?” Hux interrupted, turning to Ren and smiling. “Doesn’t that sound delightful?”

Kylo clenched his fists. Ginger idiot. “It does,” he replied. “Let’s begin.” Without a passing moment, Kylo waved his hand, manipulating the force to swirl around your clit.

You let out a soft moan, the feeling nearly causing your knees to buckle. You squeezed your eyes shut in pleasure, a dopey smile branding your face.

“Beautiful,” Hux smiled, picking you up in his arms and slowly setting you down on the couch. The force never ceasing the slow intimate circles.

You let out a small whimper as the euphoric feeling washed over your body. You forced your eyes open, meeting Hux’s piercing eyes  as he stood, then Kylo’s cold mask.

Kylo manipulated the force faster around your clit, mimicking the way his tongue would flutter against it.

A soft moan left the depths of your belly, your jaw slacked in pleasure. “Gods,” you whined, back arched as you laid down fully on the black sofa.

“Coming undone already?” Hux asked, raising an eyebrow. “We haven’t even begun.” He pulled off his pristine uniform jacket in one swift motion, letting it hit the floor silently. Rolling his shoulders back, he started to undo the buttons on his shirt.

Kylo rolled his eyes. Hux irritated him to the ends of the galaxy. He took a step forward, eyes fixated on your cunt; he watched it flutter around the invisible force playing at your swollen nub. Sitting down at your feet, Kylo’s gloved hands spread your knees apart. “Let daddy see your cunt,” his modified voice cutting through the room like a knife.

Of course he’d call himself daddy. Rolling his eyes, Hux dropped his dress shirt, beginning to undo his belt. He swallowed hard, watching Ren part your legs with ease.

You let out a small mewl, Kylo’s gloved fingers teased your folds. “Ky-“

Before you could finish, the force surrounded your throat, choking you.

“You’ll address me as Supreme Leader, whore,” Kylo seethed, getting on his knees, hovering over your body. His mask bleak, staring into your eyes. His cock throbbed, being so close to your perfect, tiny body.

You nodded, “y-yes, Supreme Leader!” Your voice pathetic, words mumbled through breathy moans as Kylo’s force choke tightened around your neck.

“Careful, Ren,” Hux mused, his uniform pants dropping to the ground, leaving him only in his black boxer briefs. “You’ll break our pet before we can even play with her.”

Kylo growled under his breath, lessening the force on your neck. He moved back toward your feet, positioning himself in between your legs. His gloved hands gripped your ankles, spreading your legs further apart.

“Are you enjoying yourself, little one?” Hux asked, his boxer briefs dropping to the ground, his cock springing out.

You turned your head, immediately meeting his nude body with your gaze. Spit pooled in your mouth; you swallowed hard, the desire starting to consume you. “Yes, Armit- General. Yes General,” you whined, the force increasing on your clit.

Kylo smirked under his mask. As your gaze fixated on Hux, Kylo saw his perfect moment. He plunged two gloved digits into your cunt, not giving any time to adjust.

“Fuck,” you cried out, tears welling in your eyes as Kylo started pumping in and out of you. His fingers curled, thrusting as he did so.

Hux thumbed the bead of precum on his cock, running his hand up and down his length. He watched your face contort in pleasure as Ren mercilessly finger fucked your needy cunt. He took a step forward, his cock only inches away from your face now.

You looked up at Hux with needy eyes, your mouth agape in pleasure. Fuck, you thought, I’m not going to make it through the night.

“Scoot her closer to the edge,” Hux hissed toward Ren.

Your body was suddenly pushed upwards, your head hanging off the edge of the couch now. You looked up, seeing Armitage move toward you methodically. All at the same time, Kylo’s gloved fingers never leaving your cunt.

“Open up,” Hux whispered, desire coating his tongue.

You obeyed, jaw widening while looking up at Hux, everything upside down at the angle from which your head hung off the couch.

Kylo watched Hux move toward you, his fingers thrusting in and out of your cunt unrelentingly.

Hux fisted his cock faster, then smirking as he slid into your mouth. He completed filled your throat, holding it there for a moment. “Gods, little girl. Your mouth is s-so tiny,” he groaned, his voice thick with feral need.

You hummed happily, taking every inch as Hux started thrusting in and out of your mouth slowly. All the while, kylo’s fingers pumping into your cunt. You felt warmth pooling in your abdomen. I’m close.

Kylo smirked, hearing your thoughts. He pulled his fingers from your needy cunt abruptly, earning a whine from you. He hummed, reaching up, his mask decompressing as he lifted it off his head. Setting it down on the floor, Kylo brought his gloved fingers that were soaked with your wetness to his lips, sucking them clean. Then, leaning in and licking a hot stripe up your cunt. “Gods,” he groaned into your wetness. “You taste like heaven.”

You whined on Hux’s cock, feeling Kylo starting to lap at you wetness. Your legs began to shake slightly, your orgasm creeping closer on the horizon.

Kylo groaned into your cunt, knowing the vibrations would hit you exactly how you needed as he licked and sucked at your swollen nub.

Hux’s head tipped back in pleasure as he fucked your face faster, his hand bracing himself against the couch. “S-seven hells,” he moaned. “You never c-cease to amaze me, little one.” His cock throbbed in your mouth. He was dangerously close to cumming.

Your eyes watered, Armitage’s cock pulsing in your throat as it slid in and out in time with your bobs. You moved your head as much as you could from the angle you were at. Truly, you were at Hux’s mercy, his thrusts unrelenting.

Kylo’s tongue fluttered on your nub just how you needed it, causing you to moan loudly as Hux’s cock filled your mouth. I’m going to cum, you thought. May I please, daddy? Your thoughts muddied with lust, knowing Kylo was listening. You knew he loved it when you asked permission.

“Yes,” Ren groaned into your cunt, plunging two fingers into your depths as his tongue kept the steady movements on your clit. “Cum for me, princess,” he moaned into your cunt, his own cock throbbing against his layers of clothes. Black waves of hair falling into his face as he felt your walls clench around his fingers, tongue lapping at all of your wetness.

Hot euphoria rang throughout your body as your orgasm washed over you. You shut your eyes in pleasure, your ears ringing as you came hard into Kylo’s mouth. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

Seeing you come undone under him was all it took to push Hux over the edge. He filled your throat with his hot seed, sputtering groans and mumbled words as he did so. “Fuck, kitten you’re- I’m- gods!” His cheeks reddened, cock throbbing as you swallowed every drop, simultaneously cumming yourself.

As soon as you came down from your high, Kylo sat up, wiping his dripping chin with the back of his hand, chest heaving. “My turn,” he smirked, watching Hux carefully pull out from your mouth.

You tried to catch your breath, your body boneless as you laid there. You scooted down, your head resting on the firm surface of the couch once again. You had no thoughts, your head swimming from the intense orgasm, your lips throbbing from being intensely face fucked by Armitage’s thick cock.

“Be my guest,” Hux took a step back, wiping the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. His cheeks were flushed with blush, his chest rising and falling as he tried to steady his breath.

“I wasn’t asking,” Kylo growled, standing up and furiously undoing his belt. Layer by layer, he stripped until he was wearing nothing at all, cock throbbing as he fisted it.

Why must he wear so many layers? A bit dramatic. Hux rolled his eyes, moving to sit in the armchair next to the couch. A perfect view.

You steadied your gaze on Kylo. He stood above you, his hand running up and down his shaft slowly.

“Daddy is going to fuck your pretty little pussy now.” Kylo’s eyes lit up as he moved your legs open, positioning himself in between them. The head of his cock prodded at your folds, teasing your over sensitive clit.

Oh fuck. You could barely handle it. Kylo hadn’t even fucked you yet and you were already a mess under his body.

Kylo wrapped your legs around his waist, eyes fixated on your cunt as he slowly thrusted in. He tipped his head back in pleasure, feeling your tight walls clench around him. “Gods,” he hissed. “What a filthy fucking whore.”

You whined, his words striking utter desire in your core. “I- I am, daddy,” you said breathlessly as Kylo filled your cunt.

Hux watched intently, already growing hard at the sight of you being filled by Ren. As much as it would usually infuriate him, he was completely turned on as he watched you be used as a plaything.

Kylo’s neck veins throbbed as he started pumping harder into you, his thrusts becoming faster. “What a f-fucking whore,” he seethed. “Needing your Supreme Leader and General’s cock both in one night?” His hips rolled steadily. “Tell daddy how big of a whore you are.”

You whimpered pathetically, Kylo’s thrusting piercing your core, the pain mixing with pleasure. “I’m- I’m- I’m a whore, sir!” Tears welling in your eyes.

“Don’t call her that,” Hux spoke up, your head snapping to look at him.

He was fisting his already hard cock again, hair messily brushed back. His eyelids fluttered, gaze fixated on you.

“What?” Kylo groaned through gritted teeth as he fucked you even harder. “A whore? She is one.” His hair fell in his eyes, moving in time with his thrusting.

“She’s a good girl,” Hux spewed as he fucked his hand harder. “My good girl-“

“Don’t make me laugh. She’s a d-dirty, insubordinate whore. And she fucking loves it,” Kylo cooed. “Right, princess?”

Your eyes shut in pleasure, warmth building in your abdomen again; each thrust pushing you closer and closer toward yet another orgasm. “Yes!” You whined through a mewl. “I- I- love it!”

Hux groaned, his cock throbbing in his hands. He tipped his head back, fucking into his hand wildly. I need her.

Hux’s lip quivered, “Let her ride you and I- I-“

“You want to fuck her ass?” Kylo grinned darkly, fucking your cunt mercilessly now. “Say please,” he commanded Hux.

Hux rolled his eyes. Fucking asshole. “Please,” he whined, fucking his fist faster now.

Without pause, Kylo wrapped his hand under you, flipping you on top of him in once swift motion. Your legs straddling his wide waist, his cock never leaving the depths of your pussy.

“Go on then,” Kylo moaned, grabbing your throat and pulling you into his lips. He kissed you deeply, tongue dancing along your lips as you bent over, riding his cock.

Hux swallowed, standing up and positioning himself behind you. He spat on his length, coating it. He prodded your ass with his tip, pushing in slowly.

You moaned into Kylo’s mouth, his tongue flickering against your lips as your cunt throbbed on his cock. Your hips rocked, back arching into Hux’s tip.

“Oh Maker,” Hux seethed, cock sinking into your ass inch by inch until he was fully in.

You bit Kylo’s lip in reaction to the painful pleasure; hard enough for a faint metallic taste to grace your tastebuds. Kylo pulled back, eyes flickering darkly. He grabbed your throat, squeezing as Armitage started to fuck your ass steadily. Kylo’s cock pulsing deep in your cunt as he fucked upwards. He watched your eyes flutter, his gloved hand pulsing on your vein giving you just barely enough oxygen to stay awake.

“What a good girl,” Hux purred, fucking your tiny hole harder now.

“A good wh-whore,” Ren grunted, watching the light dim from your eyes as you were filled by both of the men. Fuck, Kylo thought, I’m close.

Hux’s thrusts became wild, unrelenting as he pulsated in your ass. “Ren I’m-“ he groaned, unable to finish his sentence as a slew of moans left his lips. He was moments away from filling your tight hole with his seed.

Kylo nodded, making eye contact with Hux. They both silently agreed to give it their all, fucking both of your holes without pause. Kylo released his grip on your neck, causing you to gasp for air.

“I want you to cum for us, princess. Cum for your S-Supreme Leader and G-General,” Kylo moaned, his eyelids fluttering as he teetered on the thin line of orgasm.

Hux nodded, leaning toward and grabbing a fistful of your hair, fucking faster. “Cum now, little one. Please,” he whined, his ears ringing and toes curling with pre-orgasm jitters.

You shut your eyes in pleasure. On command, your orgasm washed over your body. You cried out, “thank you sirs!” Tears streaming down your cheeks as wetness leaked all over Kylo’s cock. Your heart pounded, your orgasm nearly ripping you apart as you felt both of the powerful men fill you completely up.

Kylo and Hux both moaned, your name mixed with a jumbled bunch of curses and other words.

“Oh, fuck, sweet girl,” Hux purred, spilling his load deep into your hole. He continued fisting your hair hard, his other hand gripping your hip hard enough to leave a bruise. He thrusted wildly, pumping every last drop of seed into your ass.

Simultaneously, Kylo grabbed your chin, forcing you to make eye contact as he came hard into your cunt. His eyebrows knit in pleasure, face contorting in the most glorious way as your cunt milked every single drop of cum. “ Fuck, ” he growled through his clenched jaw, forehead vein protruding as he came hard into you.

All at once, you closed your eyes and laid down on Kylo’s sweaty chest. You tried to catch your breath, Hux’s hand steadying himself on your back.

Clearing his throat, Hux pulled himself out of you slowly, enjoying the sight before him. “You did so well for us, baby,” he cooed, patting your ass softly, sitting down next to the two of you.

Kylo nodded, turning so you laid in between the two of them. Your head spun, the post orgasm feeling washing over your body.

“You did,” Kylo agreed. “You made daddy very proud,” he kissed the top of your head, his chest rising and falling in time with your own. Kylo slowly slipped his cock out from you, letting you lay on his arm as he turned to face the ceiling with the two of you.

Hux pushed the hair out of his own eyes, looking up. “Was that everything you wanted?” He asked you breathlessly.

“Everything and more,” you sighed dreamily, melting into the couch in between your two men. “Round two?” You smiled.

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Silence filled the halls as you walked through them, looking down at your gym shoes: pink and white with cherry blossoms adorning them. It had been an extremely long day on shift aboard The Finalizer; Not only that but you had made a commitment to yourself and your best friend, Audrey, that you’d make more of an effort to work on yourself. Unfortunately, this meant working out with her every other day. Which, you don't completely hate but you didn’t love it. 

“Make sure you stretch tonight,” Audrey shoulder bumped you softly as the two of you walked together toward the barracks. “I know you aren’t too used to leg days yet.”

You smiled, shaking your head. “Of course. Yes Mom,” you said jokingly. The two of you had been friends for years, even entering the First Order Officer Training Program together. She was your best friend, your confidant and now your workout buddy. 

“Hey! I’m just looking out for you,” she retorted. Audrey loved you more than life itself. The two of you had come from broken families, finding peace within each other. 

You thought about how lucky you were to be able to call her your family. It was important to have someone to confide in when you were in the First Order. The job wasn't exactly easy and the bosses, well, you know. 

The best part about Audrey was this: She could keep a secret. Therefore, she definitely knew all about your steamy nights with not only Armitage Hux, but also Supreme Leader Kylo Ren. 

“Are you going to see him tonight?” She asked quietly. 

You grinned, wiping your nose trying to hide the blush creeping across your cheeks. “Which one?” You giggled, a little too loud. 

“Well, which one is better?” She asked, again, quietly. 

“Well, I mean, they’re both amazing in their own ways,” you started. “But I mean,” you paused, wondering if you should even say it. What was the worst that could happen? You knew the obvious answer was Kylo Ren. But a part of you hoped, somewhere, somehow, Kylo was listening. “One does have a bit of an edge on the other. Commander Hux definitely is the better-”

Just before you could finish your sentence, the two of you rounded the corner into a dark black mass. 

Shit.

“What was that?” he asked through his modifier. His mask on, the menacing energy was radiating with an almost extreme thickness in the air. 

“Commander Hux is an ass,” you blurted out, face bright red now.

Audrey was nearly shaking, her not completely understanding the relationship between yourself and the Supreme Leader of the fucking galaxy.

“An,” Ren paused. “Ass? Are you sure that’s what you two little girls were talking about?” He asked again, voice monotone and cold as it emitted from the expressionless mask. 

“Yes,” you said quickly.

“Mm,” he hummed. “Is that the truth?” he asked, not even looking in Audrey’s direction. Only to you.

“Y-yes,” you stuttered, knowing you were lying. The entire conversation playing over in your head. Then, you saw it click behind his mask. His head tilted slightly as you knew he read your mind, hearing the entire conversation for himself. 

“Well then,” Ren said your name firmly, “I need to see you in my quarters. After hours training. It won’t take too long.”

You started to speak, then stopped. You knew it wasn’t any use arguing. You were sweaty, gross and felt the furthest thing from sexy. You thought about what the ‘training’ would be in the passing fleeting seconds before you turned to Audrey. 

“I’ll see you back at the quarters,” you said to her with a half smile. 

She gave you a look of ‘good luck’ with a raised eyebrow and a smile back at you. “Okay, Love ya.” She quickly about faced, and started toward the other direction, not even caring it wasn't the quickest way to the barracks. She just wanted to get away from the sucking-all-of-the-air-out-of-the-room-terrifying-kinda-hot black mass as quickly as she could. 

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You walked alongside Kylo for a few moments, then he stopped. “I’ll meet you there. The door should open for you automatically, as I’ve given you clearance.” 

“You’re not walking with me?” You asked, confused.

“No. I said I will meet you there.”

You knew better than to question what his motives were. You thought about all the sweet things he could pick up. Flowers, wine, chocolate. But you knew this was Supreme Leader Kylo Ren. Not Hux. if you wanted sweet, you’d go to him. You smiled softly, as you rethought about the conversation with Audrey one last time.

Kylo huffed, then turned the corner to the right as you kept on straight. It was only a short walk toward the Supreme Leader’s quarters. It was quiet, the air thick with tension you were sure only you could feel. Passing a few stormtroopers, they paused for a moment asking you for clearance. You showed your ID you had in your gym bag, then them letting you through immediately and apologizing. 

“Wow,” you said quietly to yourself as you continued walking past them. What kind of clearance did he give you?

It didn’t take long before you walked up to the large, black blast doors. They swooshed open for you immediately. You walked in, examining the room. You had only been here a few times as the usual meeting places were in other places: closets, surveillance offices, Ren’s office, etc. 

The first thing your eyes gravitated toward was the large, roaring fireplace. The fire was beautiful, warm. You walked toward it, then sat on the firm black couch next to it. Kylo’s living room was just as you’d imagined it: sleek, minimalist, well… black. 

It was only moments later the blast doors swooshed open. 

“Hi-” you squeaked before a firm grasp around your throat. The force held you against the couch as your eyes met Kylo’s outstretched hand. 

“Not in the mood for talking,” He said coldly, his hand still outstretched. You reached up to claw at your throat, the grip letting you barely get any air to stay cognizant. 

“You have a smart, insubordinate mouth. Don't you, little one?” He asked rhetorically, knowing you can't speak. “You dare to say Hux is the better fuck? You don’t deserve to be fucked by me.” 

The force left your throat leaving you gulping greedily for air. “I’m so sorry,” you breathed out, the air harshly flowing into your lungs. 

“I bet you are,” he growled, starting toward you. 

Kylo walked up to you, pulling off his cowl and cape, then his shirt. Only his arm wraps and pants on now. He quickly and without hesitation, pulled you over his lap. You knew exactly what was coming, but that didn’t make it any less scary. 

Your ass in the air, bend over Kylo’s lap. You tried to steady your breathing but it was to no avail. You were a shaking mess. 

“Good girls get the Supreme Leader’s cock. Bad girls get spanks.” He began to pull your leggings down, exposing your bare ass. “How many do you think you deserve? Hm?”

“Twenty!” You cried out without thinking. You knew that whatever number you said, if it was low, he’d triple it. This was not the first time this had happened. Your cunt throbbed, knowing what was about to happen. Pain. 

“Forty then,” Kylo hummed, thumping hard on your ass with his bare hand. He spanked you raw, reaching ten, then fifteen. By then, your ass was bleeding and raw. And he was only halfway done. You could feel his hardness underneath you as you laid across his lap. 

“Eighteen,” you counted aloud, pain coating your words as they squealed out of your mouth. He had made you count each spank aloud, the next one being worse than the last. 

Kylo had tried to spread out the spanks, wanting you to last as long as you could. He knew how hard he was spanking you, and to be frank, he didn’t care if it was hurting more than usual. You needed to be put in your place. You were his.

“Twenty-five!”

Kylo’s erection got harder, pulsating in his pants. He groaned, then slapping again. 

“Twenty-six!” 

His cock leaked precum. Three more slaps, all at once. Without pause, he lifted his hand again, then waiting for you to keep count. “Remember, little girl. If you mess up the count we are starting all over. ”

“Twenty-nine!” 

“Good little bunny,” Ren purred, then spanking another harsh slap. 

“Thirty!” You cried out, tears streaming down your face. 

The last ten spanks were the hardest hits you've ever experienced. Each one delivering more pain than the last. 

And you wouldn't have it any other way. 

“Fourty!” You sobbed, completely a puddle of pure desire and pain. You so badly needed to be fucked, to be filled by Kylo’s thick cock. So needed to be bred, to be his little fuck toy. There was nothing more that you wanted right then and there in the entire galaxy. 

Kylo didn’t waste a moment, pushing you off of him and onto the couch. He stood up, shimming off his pants. Only his arm bands remained which he intended to keep on. As well as his mask. 

“Are you going to take it off?” You asked, lip trembling. It had been so long since he had fucked you with the mask on. He usually, the past few times, took it off. 

“You don’t deserve to look me in the eyes when I fuck you. You’ve lost that privilege, you insubordinate slut.” 

Desire and shame swam throughout every cell in your body as his words hit your heart. He was right, you didn’t deserve that. 

“You barely deserve my cock. You're lucky you have such a pristine cunt. Nothing else is good enough for me anymore,” he said shakily while fisting his cock. Then, using the force to pull you into position. 

You were on your back, laying on the large couch. It was the largest couch you had ever been on, although Kylo was the largest man you’d ever met. So it made sense. You laid there, knees up as your legs bent. Kylo hovered over you for a moment before getting into position. He didn’t waste any time; sinking his cock into your cunt quickly and greedily. 

“I’m going to ruin you tonight.” Kylo growled, starting to pump hard into your soaking wet pussy. 

You swallowed at the sound of that promise, barely able to think straight at this point. Your face flushed at the pressure of his girth stretching your inner walls. You whimpered, pushing yourself into his cock with every stroke. You needed him deeper, harder. You wanted to be completely ruined, just like Ren had promised.  Your flailing body barely able to comprehend more than taking the pounding he gave.

“I’m going to cum deep in your insubordinate slutty cunt,” he breathed out, the voice garbled and distorted by the mask.

Our breathing was hard and fast as I ran my hands over his chest hungrily. You dug your nails in, pulling him closer as his strokes became erratic, lazy as he edged toward climax. You knew tonight was not about you. You were not allowed to cum. You didn’t even bother to ask. 

You could feel each pump releasing a stream of cum deep inside you. You knew he needed this. He pumped hard, fucking you into the couch with a desire so needy, so primal. 

After a few moments, he breathed out. You could see sweat beading down his neck, his chest heaving as he rose out the waves of his peak. You looked up at him, wishing you could see his eyes. His beautiful pools of amber brown. 

“Come,” he spoke softly, his mask still making the soft tone seemingly harsh. He pulled out of you, then picking you up into his arms. Your eyes were droopy, tired from the spanking, the fucking.. The gym. 

Before you knew it, you were embraced by silk sheets, warm blankets and a soft pillow.

Kylo Ren’s bed. 

“I’ll be right back,” his voice still stern and monotonous. “Get undressed.” 

You sunk into the bed, shimmying off your leggings and shirt as well as your sports bra. You got comfortable, the blankets embracing every inch of your sore body. 

You closed your eyes. They were heavy, feeling like ten pound weights. 

“Here,” a soft voice. Kylo’s voice. 

You turned, seeing his red cheeks, flushed from the sex and deep, intense orgasm. He curled up next to you in bed, grabbing the pot of aloe and started to rub it on your butt. You winced, feeling the pain start to subside. 

“I also have medication for you.” He said, his long hair slicked to his forehead from sweat. 

“Oh,” you said softly, “Thank you daddy.” You relished in the comfort, in the aftercare. He had never been so mean and kind to you in the same night. It always felt as though there was a wall between the two of you, emotionally. For some reason, tonight felt different. Personal. 

“You’re welcome, Bunny,” he said. “And I hope I proved something tonight. You don’t need anyone else.”

“Yes, sir,” You hummed, eyes starting to close. 

“Go to sleep. I’ll be right here,” Kylo kept rubbing aloe on your ass as your eyes got heavier and heavier. 

Without a moment, you closed your eyes and sighed. You felt so good. You were in sub space, completely safe and taken care of. This is how you wanted to go to bed every night.

Even if that meant a bright red ass and forty spanks. It was worth it. 

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You walked back to your quarters, the time just past nine in the morning. You slept in the supreme Leader's bed nearly all night. Sleeping peacefully next to Kylo Ren.. That is something you never thought you'd be able to even think about.

As you entered your quarters, you couldn't help but feel as though something had changed between you and Kylo. As you undressed and prepared for the day, your thoughts kept drifting to the way he had looked at you the night before. It was as though you had seen a side of him that no one else had ever had the privilege of witnessing.

A sweetness under the big black cloud of fierce, sheer power.

You fixed your hair back, tightening the quick up-do and placed on your hat. You were scheduled to work in the upper deck today. Although, you were definitely running several minutes late.. Which wouldn't be a problem as it was under Hux's command.

As fast as you could, you slipped on your work boots and headed toward the deck to start your shift.

****

When you arrived at the upper deck, you were immediately greeted by Captain Phasma who scolded you for being late. You apologized and quickly got to work. As you were sorting through some of the machinery, you noticed Kylo entering the room. Your heart skipped a beat as you tried to hide your nerves.

Kylo walked towards you, his dark eyes burning into yours.

Then, walking right past you.

Of course this wasn't the first time but of course this time it.. stung . Gods, what even happened last night, you thought to yourself.

You tried not to let it show on your face and continued on with your work. But your mind kept wandering back to Kylo and your night with him. You couldn't shake the feeling that something was different between the two of you. 

He seemed to be lost in thought and barely acknowledged anyone around him. You wondered if he was thinking about you, but quickly dismissed the thought as foolish.

Of course the Supreme Leader of the Galaxy was not fixated on someone as insignificant as a droid repair mechanic.

Or was he? The thoughts swirled around in your head over and over as you honed in on the droid in front of you. It was a small black BB unit with a faulty wiring system. Simple fix.

A bundle of wires spread out like arms and hands, grasping at fragile flesh and dangling skin. A bandage from some unknown, living incident.

You began to work on the droid, immersing yourself in your work to try and distract yourself from all of the confusing feelings. 

"Officer," a voice from behind you.

You turned, seeing General Hux.

"General," you stood up quickly, wiping at the grease stains on your hand. 

“How are the droids this morning? Giving you any trouble?” He asked, his smile curving into something devilish. 

“No problems at all so far, sir.” You gave a smile back, then adjusting your stance. Your ass really hurt. Gods, Kylo did a number on you the previous night. And the last thing you wanted was to be in pain in front of Armitage. 

“Good. I have plans for us around Noon.” Hux looked down at his arm momentarily, then brushing a speck of lint off of his otherwise pristine jacket, then looking back up at you. “Does that sound fine with you, officer?” 

Before you could answer, Hux’s mouth opened again. “I will see you at noon.” He turned on his heel and walked away, joining Phasma and Ren. 

The three of them conversed for a moment before Phasma left, just leaving your two lovers alone. You looked over for a brief second, then looking away as you met Hux’s eyes. 

You focused on the droid in front of you, then looking at your watch. It read ten am. You had a little bit of time to finish up the droid and then head to Armitage’s office to meet him. He didn’t even need to say where as that was your designated meeting spot. 

You finished up the repairs on the droid, all the while trying to ignore the ache between your legs. Kylo really had gone all out last night, and you couldn't help but let out a small moan at the thought of it. You shook your head and took a deep breath, trying to focus on the task at hand.

****

As you finished up, you glanced at your watch again. It was almost time to meet with Armitage. You quickly gathered your tools and headed towards his office, trying to hide the limp in your step.

When you arrived, Armitage was already there, seated behind his desk. He looked up as you entered and gave you a sly smile.

"Right on time, as usual," he said, his eyes roaming over your body. It felt dirty, sinful and oh so good. 

Hux motioned for the Guard Trooper to leave the room.

"What are your plans for us today, sir?" you asked, trying to sound professional as the Trooper left the room.  But the both of you knew what was really going on here. 

Armitage leaned back in his chair for a moment before standing up. “Field trip.” 

“A what?” you asked, looking down at your dirty clothes and boots. “But I-”

“Nonsense, I wasn’t asking.” 

Armitage had a way about him that made your cunt throb; a way different from Kylo. It was softer, smoother. Sometimes you liked it better that way. You adjusted your pants, your ass still aching. 

Hux saw you look down at your clothes and let out a small laugh. “Of course I already have clothes for you to change into. Come, little lamb.”

You nodded, following Hux out of his office, your mind wandering and ass aching. 

****

The two of you entered the smaller shuttle, along with several troopers. Hux didn’t travel without them, as you knew. You just.. Didn’t expect so many. You settled into your seat next to him as you heard the hum of the ship as it started up. 

“Where are we going, sir?” You asked, moving your hand next to his on the fabric sofa. It was a soft monotone grey as much was in the first order. He moved his hand closer to yours, pinky grazing yours. 

“Well,” he started, “I thought you deserved a night out. Something nice for my little star. Perhaps one could even call it,” he paused, turning to look at you. 

“A date.” 

“A date?” you smiled back at him. Your heart raced and ached all at the same time. You were so damn confused with what you were feeling. Hux and Ren both gave you feelings the size of every single moon in the galaxy but in infinitely different ways. And Gods , did they both make you crazy. 

“A date,” he nodded. “Bespin.” 

“I’ve always wanted to go there!” you exclaimed, barely able to contain your excitement. 

Hux smirked at your eagerness, his hand still brushing against yours. "I thought you might enjoy it," he said, his voice low and smooth as he leaned closer to you. "It's a beautiful place, and I want to show you off."

You felt a shiver run down your spine at his words, your heart pounding in your chest. You couldn't believe this was really happening. A night out with Hux, on a beautiful planet, and maybe even a chance to explore the desires that had been building between you for so long. Sure, the two of you had been intimate multiple times over the last few months. But the majority of that felt dirty, rushed. 

Tonight was an actual date.

As the shuttle took off, you leaned back into the plush sofa, trying to calm your racing thoughts. Hux's hand remained close to yours, and you couldn't help but turn your head to look at him. He was staring out the window, a look of concentration on his face.

You reached out and gently touched his hand, turning his attention back to you. "Thank you for this, Armitage.”

“Of course.”

****

You changed into the clothes Hux had bought for you in the small washroom on the ship. You knew you were landing momentarily, as you heard the troopers talking amongst themselves through the thin wall. 

It was a long, sparkly silver dress adorned with crystals and delicate fabric. You slipped on the silver heels as well. Damn , you thought you yourself. I look.. Good?

As you stepped out of the washroom, Hux's eyes widened at the sight of you. He stood up from his seat and walked towards you, taking in the sight of the dress hugging your curves in all the right places. "You look stunning, my star," he said, his voice low and husky.

You blushed under his intense gaze, feeling a rush of desire shoot through your body. Hux had always been attractive, but seeing him dressed in a sharp black suit with his hair slicked back made him look even more irresistible.

The shuttle landed smoothly on the landing pad, and Hux offered you his arm as the two of you stepped out. You couldn't help but feel a sense of exhilaration as you walked beside him, the cool evening breeze blowing through your hair.

Bespin was even more beautiful than you had imagined, with towering buildings and bright lights illuminating the night sky. Hux led you to a high-end restaurant, where you were shown to a private suite. You looked out the window into the clouds surrounding, well, everything. It was stunning and scary all at the same time. 

As you settled into your seat at the table, Hux poured you a glass of blue champagne. You took a sip, savoring the bubbly taste as you looked at him over the rim of the glass.

"You really know how to treat a girl, Armitage," you said, a smile playing on your lips.

He chuckled softly. "I aim to please, my dear. And tonight, I want nothing more than to make you happy."

The conversation flowed easily between the two of you, with Hux telling you stories of his past exploits and you sharing your own experiences within the First Order. As the night wore on, the air between you grew more charged, the flicker of desire burning brighter between you.

Hux's hand found its way to yours, his fingers intertwining with yours as he leaned in closer. "I can't help but notice how beautiful you look tonight, my star," he whispered, his lips grazing the shell of your ear. 

Between the two of you as you enjoyed your meal, Hux's charming demeanor and quick wit keeping you entertained. You found yourself laughing and smiling more than you had in a long time.

As the night wore on, Hux leaned closer to you, his hand resting on your thigh. "I have a surprise for you." he said, his voice low and seductive.

"What kind of surprise?" you asked, feeling a flutter in your stomach.

Hux leaned in even closer, his lips barely brushing against your ear as he spoke. "A private tour of the city. Just you and me. And if you're a good girl, maybe I'll show you what I have planned for the rest of the night."

You couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement at his words, your body practically humming with anticipation. You nodded eagerly, feeling a sense of adventure and danger that you had never experienced before.

Hux paid the bill and led you out of the restaurant as you started toward the rest of the city. 

****

The night so far had went amazingly. Hux had thought of every single detail, even taking you shopping in one of Bespin’s finest stores. He lead you toward the shuttle, then stopping. 

“Would you like to stay the night here?” He asked you. 

Your heart skipped a beat at his question, your mind racing with possibilities. Part of you wanted to say yes, to spend the night with Hux and explore the depths of your desires with him. But another part of you hesitated, knowing that Ren was still out there, somewhere. 

You couldn't help but wonder where he was, what he was doing .

You looked at Hux, uncertainty flickering in your eyes. "I...I don't know, Armitage. I mean, what about Ren? What if he finds out?"

Hux's expression hardened at the mention of Ren's name, his jaw clenching. "Ren is not here, and he has no right to dictate your actions. You're mine. And tonight, I want nothing more than to show you just how much."

You felt yourself shiver at his words, your body responding to his possessive tone. Part of you wanted to rebel against him, to tell him that you didn’t belong to anyone..

But you submitted, taking his hand again and nodding. “I’d love to.” 

You just hoped the red branding on your ass wasn’t too noticeable..

****

Hux opened the door for you into your hotel room, it already adorned with what seemed like honeymoon decorations. 

“Is it a special occasion?” you asked him, smirking. 

“Every single moment spent with you is one,” he replied, leading you in. 

The room was dreamy, decorated in deep blues and silvers. It was gorgeous and ethereal, just like every second in Bespin had been. 

“Do you like it?” He asked as you walked past him. 

You reached out, touching the fabric on the bed. It was soft and felt very expensive. 

“Of course, Arm,” you replied softly. “I absolutely love it.”

Hux stepped up behind you, his arms encircling your waist as he pressed his lips to the nape of your neck. You let out a soft moan, your head falling back against his chest as you felt your body respond to his touch.

"You look beautiful, my star," he whispered, his fingers tracing patterns along your collarbone.

Your body tingled at his words, desire pooling between your thighs as you turned around to face him. Without hesitation, you pressed your lips to his, kissing him deeply as your hands threaded into his hair.

Hux responded eagerly, his tongue seeking entrance into your mouth as he deepened the kiss. You felt his hands move down to your waist, his fingers trailing over the fabric of your dress.

His lips trailing down your neck as he reached for the zipper on your dress.

As he pulled the dress down, his fingers ghosting over your skin, you couldn't help but feel a sense of vulnerability. You had been intimate with Hux before, multiple times in fact. But never in a room adorned with such romantic decorations. It felt like something out of a dream.

Hux pushed the dress off your shoulders, letting it pool at your feet before turning you around to face him. He slipped his hands under your thighs, lifting you up and carrying you to the bed.

You lay back on the soft sheets, your body humming with anticipation as Hux shed his suit jacket and tie, his hands quickly undoing his buttons hastily. 

“Please,” you whimpered as he chuckled. 

“I’m going as fast as I can.” 

Within moments, he had shed his clothes as well as you did. Only seconds passed before you were laying with each other, passionately kissing. His tongue swirled into your mouth as his needy hands grabbed at your breasts in a way that felt so effortlessly dirty yet romantic. 

“I’m going to give you everything you ever wanted tonight,” he breathed out into your mouth, then sitting you fully back onto the bed. 

Armitage peppered kisses along your body until he reached your thighs, then placed more kisses there. He spread your legs slowly. 

Painfully slowly. You were aching for him, for touch.. To be fucked. 

“Please, Arm,” you whimpered, desire coating your tongue. 

Without another moment passing, he dove into your cunt. Hux lapped at your pussy, devouring every single ounce of your wetness. 

You felt yourself already heading toward climax. With Ren, as well as Hux, they both knew how to easily nudge you toward orgasm. Just in different ways. 

You gasped as he pressed his tongue against your clit, pumping his fingers in and out of you in sync with his licks. You were going to cum and you were going to cum hard. Your nails dug into the sheets as you let out a cry of pleasure, your body shuddering as you came.

Hux continued to lap at you, not slowing as you rode out your orgasm. As you began to come down from your high, you noticed him moving up onto the bed. He shimmied up, kissing your body eagerly as he moved. 

Then, with ease, he flipped you over onto your stomach before straddling your ass. Hux rubbed the head of his cock against your wet pussy, sliding it up and down in between the lips of your cunt. He grabbed a handful of your hair and pulled you up, then slammed his cock into your pussy.

You yelled in satisfaction and surprise, your body shuddering at the feeling of him entering you as your head turned toward the headboard. Hux held onto your hips as he began to pound into you. It was rough, yet it was exactly what you wanted.

You could feel his balls slapping against you as he fucked you. He let out a growl as he slammed his cock into you harder than before. The force of his thrust caused you to slam your head into the headboard. You had no thoughts in your head besides fuck fuck fuck fuck.

Hux fucked you harder, drilling deep into your cunt with a feverish pace. He grunted through each thrust, moaning pretty things at you. 

“My star, so f ucking p-pretty when youre being fucked. How d-do you do it? You’re such a gorgeous little wh-whore..”

You moaned as your lower lip trembled, every word he said out of his mouth sending pleasure waves through your body. His thrusting became faster, and you could feel yourself getting closer and closer.

Hux pressed his hips against your ass hard as he groaned out in pleasure. You could feel his shaft twitching as he came deep inside of your pussy, his warm cum spilling into you. You came as well, your pussy quivering around his cock as you moaned out.

The orgasm hit you like bricks, reaching every single cell in your body and lighting it on fire. 

His cock slowly slipped out of your pussy as he lay down beside you, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. He pulled the covers over you both, snuggling up to you as you laid your head against his chest, breathing out in satisfaction.

You could feel his hand trace patterns on your arm, your body humming at his touch. Although he had never said it, you knew that he had deep feelings for you, and it was an incredible feeling. You couldn't help but smile against his chest, relishing in the moment. 

Perfection. 

“How was that, my shining star? Hm?” he asked breathlessly. 

“Amazing,” you replied softly. You felt your eyes shutting, heavy from the multiple orgasms. 

“Good,” he hummed, peppering your forehead with a few soft kisses before pulling you closer. “I know you’re scheduled to work in the morning but don’t worry about that. I’ll take care of it.” 

“But-” you started, then Hux shushed you. 

“I said I’ll take care of it.” 

And that was that. You nodded, snuggling closer into his warm chest. You felt tranquil, at peace. As sleep began to fade into your mind, you felt yourself smile a warm, genuine smile. You were happy, and so was he, and that’s all you could ever ask for.

You were going to be fine, really. You were going to be just fine.

So what if you were in a ridiculous love triangle with the Supreme Leader of the Galaxy and THE General Armtiage Hux?

What could go wrong?

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Your eyes fluttered open, slowly at first, forgetting where exactly you were. You felt warm, at peace. You turned over sleepily, then remembered exactly what had happened the night before. 

You take your sheets in your fists and pull them over your body like a shield. You bury your face into the pillows, engulfed in the the smell of his cologne that always used to make your stomach turn. You think of it now as a kind of poison that's been drenched in honey, a sweet and sickening scent that makes your mouth water. Your tongue swells in your mouth, drying up as your stomach feels like it turns into a boiling kettle. It's a soft, dark ache that sets into your chest, from the pit of your stomach at the walls of your heart. Guilt because you were happy to see him and he was happy to see you and the back and forth made you feel like you were going insane for even the slightest bit.

You were constantly in the throws between two of the most powerful men in the galaxy. General Armitage Hux and Supreme Leader Kylo Ren. You looked at Hux, his soft breathing as he started to wake and lazily smile at you. It felt good, peaceful but at the same time, your stomach panged with guilt. 

A feeling of lightness washes over you like the foam of a crashing wave. It wasn't an entirely unpleasant feeling, your body relaxing into the silken sheets of the bed and into his arms more-so. 

“Good morning, my shining little star,” Armitage’s voice husky and low, gravely from sleep. His morning voice was intoxicating. 

“Mm,” you hummed, moving closer to him. “Good morning.”

“How did you sleep?” He asked you softly. You knew he didn't want an answer. He just wanted to talk to you. It was one of his many habits that you had realized he did.

You liked it.

You liked how you knew that the two of you were different. That you were your own self with Armitage, and vice versa. Somehow, someway, you were able to be yourself with him. 

He seemed to like you no matter what, and even if you were some crazy, fucked up, messed up human being. He liked that about you. You could be having the worst day in the galaxy and no matter what, he knew the exact right thing to say. You were different than anyone else he knew, and he liked that. Now, your differences seemed to come to you and you were able to enjoy them and embrace them.

You decide to move over and pull yourself close to him. 

His arms wrap around you, pulling you in tight, and you feel the familiar warmth of his body against yours. It was comforting, like coming home after a long journey. You close your eyes and let out a content sigh as you nestle your head against his chest.

“Did you sleep well?” He asked softly, brushing a stray hair from your forehead and tucking it behind your ear. 

“I did,” you sighed sleepily. “No dreams, either.” You smiled at him, eager to hear his response. You knew it would either be cheeky or sweet. 

You had confided in Hux about your night terrors and how much they affected you. He was always understanding and kind about them. You nearly had them every night.. Except the past two nights where you laid next to Ren and Hux. 

“It’s because I was here,” he smirked, then giving you a soft, sweet kiss. It was light, airy. Homey. “But of course, you are strong all on your own. I know they’re scary,” he said, then planting another soft kiss on your supple lips. “But I’m always a call away.” 

You felt your heart flutter at his words and actions. You knew he was right, that you were strong on your own, but it was nice to have someone to rely on. Someone who understood you and cared for you.

As he pulled away, you looked up at him with a smile on your face. "Thank you, Armitage. I don't know what I'd do without you."

He smiled back at you, his blue eyes sparkling with warmth and affection. "You never have to find out, my love."

You snuggled closer to him, feeling safe and loved in his embrace. For a moment, nothing else mattered. The galaxy and all its problems faded away, leaving just you and the man you felt deeply for.

But as much as you wanted to ignore it, you knew you couldn't stay in this little bubble forever. You had to face reality eventually.

"Armie," you said softly, pulling away from him slightly. "What are we going to do about Ky-”

“I don’t want to hear that name right now,” he cut you off softly. His expression hardened a bit, and he sat up in bed. Armitage's expression shifted, his eyes flickering with a hint of annoyance. "What about him?"

You hesitated, unsure of how to phrase your thoughts. "I just...I don't want to hurt him. But at the same time, I don't want to hurt you."

Armitage let out a deep sigh, then reaching down and scooping you up, his arms tightening around you. "I know this is difficult. But you have to understand that Kylo Ren is not good for you. He's dangerous, unstable. You deserve better than that."

You knew Armitage was right. Kylo Ren had a darkness inside him that you couldn't ignore, no matter how much you cared for him.

But at the same time, you couldn't deny the pull you felt towards him. The passion, the intensity, the way he made you feel alive in a way that no one else ever had.

“I know,” you whispered, your voice barely above a breath. “But I...I-”

Armitage ran a hand through his hair, his expression conflicted. “I don't want you to leave him. I just want you to be safe. And I don't think you can be safe with him."

He leaned in closer to you, his eyes locking onto yours. "I'll do anything to protect you, my star. Just tell me what you need."

You felt a tear slip down your cheek, touched by his words and his protectiveness for you. "I need you," you whispered. "I need you to help me through this. Both of you."

Armitage nodded, his expression softening. “We’ll figure it out. I will keep my distance from him as much as possible. But you know, I can only do so much as I feel I’m the only level headed one of the two of us.” 

“And that’s saying a lot,” you joked, smiling up at him as he held you close. “I think i’ve seen you explode on a poor ship barista because they put two splenda in your coffee.” 

“I said more level headed,” he joked back at you. 

The two of you giggled for a moment, then laying back down together in bed. You knew you needed to relish in the moment, take it all in as soon you’d be back to reality: droids, work and telling Kylo why you were gone all night.

Although, you thought to yourself, I’m not his girlfriend.. Why do I have to tell him where I was? 

As you lay there, basking in the warmth of his embrace, you couldn't help but think about the night before. The way Kylo had touched you, the way he had whispered sweet nothings in your ear. You knew it was wrong, but a part of you couldn't resist him.

You wiggled your way out of Armitage's embrace and sat up in bed.

"Hungry?" you smiled at him, holding up the room service menu.

Armitage chuckled, shaking his head at your sudden change in topic. "Always, my dear," he replied, sitting up next to you and grabbing the menu from your hand. He quickly scanned through the options, his eyes lighting up as he found something he liked. "How about we get the pancakes and bacon? And maybe some fruit on the side?"

You nodded, feeling your stomach grumble at the thought of food. "Sounds good to me. And coffee, lots of coffee."

Armitage grinned at you, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Of course, my dear. I wouldn't dare let you go without your morning caffeine fix."

The rest of the morning was spent talking, eating and laughing. You spent the majority of it living in the moment.. only sometimes would you think of Kylo.

And that was okay.. right?

****

The two of you checked out of the hotel, starting back toward the ship. You were in a pair of sweatpants and a bespin tourist t shirt that Hux had bought you the night before. He knew you absolutely lived in comfy clothes when you weren't in your tight work uniform. He even went as far as to think to buy you some sneakers and cute little pink socks. It was perfection, honestly.

The two of you started up the small ramp into the ship past the troopers that were stationed there and you sighed, feeling your stomach tighten as you knew it was going to be only minutes until you were back in reality.

Armitage seemed to sense your anxiety, because he slipped his hand into yours and gave it a reassuring squeeze. "We'll figure it out," he said softly, his blue eyes filled with warmth and affection.

You smiled at him, grateful for his presence. "I know," you said, feeling a little bit better already. "I just can't shake the feeling that something is going to go wrong."

Armitage frowned, his grip on your hand tightening. He didn't say anything, just continued to hold your hand and help you into the ship.

****

The ride back was smooth, fast. Too fast for your liking. Even though you lived on a spaceship, the hyper speed always made you a little nauseous.

As the ship landed into the dock, you couldn't shake the uneasy feeling in your stomach. You weren't sure if it was from the space travel or if it was from what you were sure to come: facing Kylo after the previous night.

As soon as you stepped off the ship, you could feel the tension in the air. The troopers were standing at attention, their eyes darting nervously around the hangar. You could hear muffled voices in the distance, the sound of footsteps echoing off the metal walls.

Armitage kept a tight grip on your hand as the two of you made your way through the hangar. You could feel the eyes of the troopers on you, their gazes filled with a mixture of curiosity and fear.

You let go of Armitage's hand for everyone's sake, even your own. You knew how fast rumors spread around here and you didn't want anyone to think you were sleeping around to get out of work.

"I'll see you later, okay Armie?" you looked up at his blue eyes and gave a soft smile. "I wanna go shower before work."

"Of course, my star."

Without another moment, he placed a kiss on your forehead and turned, walking away from you. You watched him leave, his step confidant. He seemed to be on top of the world as he always seemed whenever he was with you.

As you walked through the corridors, you could feel the eyes of the other troopers on you. You could sense their intrigue, their curiosity about the relationship between you, Kylo, and Armitage. You could hear their whispers, their gossip about your love triangle.

You tried your best to ignore them, pushing through the crowds and making your way to your quarters. You could feel the sweat on your palms, your heart pounding in your chest.

As you stepped into your quarters, you breathed a sigh of relief. It was just as you had left it, the familiar sights and sounds of the ship calming you down. You looked around the room, taking in the small details that you always loved.

But as you looked closer, you noticed something was off.

Your eyes landed on your bunk bed and you noticed that something was different from when you had left it. You walked closer, your heart racing as you realized what it was. There was a small box on your bed, wrapped neatly in silver wrapping paper.

You couldn't help but feel a sense of dread wash over you as you picked up the box. You didn't know who could have left it here, or why. The weight of it felt like a heavy burden in your hands.

Slowly, you unwrapped the box, your heart pounding in your chest. 

Inside was a necklace, with a bright red crystal attached to the middle of it. It was beautiful, shining.

Along with it, a note:

'You matter to me. I'm not always prepared with words to tell you. They seem to flee at any sight of your sweet little face. Meet me tonight at 8pm.

-Ren'

The note had been dated and time stamped, as Kylo's notes had always been.

"Shit," you breathed out.

Kylo had left this while you were at work the previous morning. He wanted to meet you last night. With a necklace and everything. You felt your heart race as you realized what this meant. Kylo had planned to meet you the night before, but you had been with Armitage. You felt a twinge of guilt as you thought about what Kylo had done while he waited.. And waited.. And waited…

Then, a knock at your quarters. 

You put the box down, leaving the necklace inside. Feeling an incredible sense of unease, you walked toward your blast doors. Then opening them with a swoosh.

It was Kylo Ren. 

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Your stomach dropped. You knew you were in for it and moreso, you knew that even if Kylo would never admit it, you hurt him. 

He stood there, tall and imposing, his mask off and his dark hair falling in his face. You could see the anger in his eyes, the way his hands clenched and unclenched at his sides.

"Kylo," you said, your voice barely above a whisper. You were afraid to make any noise, any sound. 

Maybe this was the danger Hux was talking about. You wanted to hate it but something about walking that thin thin tightrope line between him fucking you and him wanting to slaughter you was intoxicating. 

But this was different. 

He didn't say anything, just stepped forward and grabbed your arm, pulling you towards him. You could feel the heat of his body against yours, the way his breath hitched as he leaned in closer.

"I waited for you," he growled, his voice low and dangerous.

"I know, I'm sorry-" you started to say, but he cut you off, the force immediately surrounding your throat. You tried to gasp for air but it was to no avail. 

You struggled for breath, your eyes wide with fear as Kylo's grip tightened. His anger was palpable, radiating off of him in waves. You could feel the force tightening around your throat even more, and you knew that if he didn't release you soon, you would pass out.

"Kylo," you gasped out, your hands clawing at his arm.

He didn't listen, just kept his grip tight. You could feel the darkness seeping into your mind, clouding your thoughts and making it hard to concentrate.

He didn't say anything, just stepped closer to you, his gaze intense. You could feel his presence, his power radiating off him like heat from a fire. The force still steadfast around your throat. 

You felt your vision starting to blur and for a moment, it felt peaceful.

But then, just as suddenly, Kylo released his grip. You collapsed to the ground, gasping for air and coughing as you tried to breathe again. You looked up at him, tears streaming down your face.

"Kylo I didn't mean to hurt you-"

He raised a hand, and you flinched.

"Please," you whispered, voice quivering. "I didn't mean-"

Kylo didn't say anything, just reached down and grabbed you by the hair, yanking your head back so that you were looking up at him. You could see the anger still simmering in his eyes and it made your heart race.

"You think an apology is enough?" he sneered. "After what you did?"

You didn't know what to say. You knew you had hurt him, but you didn't know how to fix it. You felt helpless, trapped under his gaze.

"I'm sorry," you said again, your voice barely audible.

Kylo didn't look satisfied. He grabbed you by the shoulders, pulling you up to your feet. You stumbled against him.

"You belong to me," he said, his breath hot against your face. "And you will do as I say."

You nodded, feeling a shiver run down your spine. You knew what he was capable of, but you also knew that you were powerless to stop anything that was about to happen.

Kylo didn't release his grip from your hair, his eyes boring into your own. You looked into the honeyed brown eyes, flickering with anger and resentment and something else you couldn't exactly tell.

Then, loud footsteps caused him to turn his head.

"Ren."

Captain Phasma walked toward the two of you, herself almost the same size as Kylo.

Kylo finally released his grip on your hair, stepping back from you. His mask of anger was replaced with his usual stoic expression.

"What is it, Captain?" he asked, his voice cold and emotionless.

Phasma hesitated for a moment, glancing at you before speaking.

"The base is under attack, sir. We need to mobilize the troops immediately."

Kylo's eyes narrowed at the news, his mind instantly turning to the destruction of the base. He turned to you, his gaze intense once again.

"You're coming with me," he said, his voice leaving no room for argument.

You nodded, feeling the weight of his command settle over you like a heavy cloak. You knew that you were in for another dangerous situation, but you also knew that there was no escaping Kylo Ren.

Together, the three of you made your way towards the hangars, ready to face whatever was coming your way.

Your stomach continued to twist in knots as you walked in between the Supreme Leader and Phasma.

The cold, metallic air of invasion filled the anxious valley of your stomach with a chilling ecstasy; shot through with bouts of pure nerves.

As you reached the hangars, you could hear the sounds of blasters and explosions in the distance. Your heart raced as Kylo led you towards a TIE fighter, his hand on your back to guide you.

"Strap in," he said, his voice low and commanding. "We need to take out the Resistance."

You nodded, then seeing only one seat.

Ren moved past you, sitting and then grabbing your arm, pulling you down atop his lap. He started strapping you in, along with himself.

You could feel the adrenaline coursing through your veins.

You could feel his breath on your neck, his chest pressed against your back. You could sense a strange mix of anger and arousal emanating from him.

You were terrified .

Kylo's hands moved down to your waist, tightening the straps as he did so. You could feel his fingers grazing your skin, and you shivered involuntarily. 

As he finished strapping you both in, he leaned in and whispered in your ear.

"Don't forget who you belong to," he said, his voice low and menacing.

"You may be fucking around with that ginger idiot but remember this, pet."

The TIE fighter took off fiercely, you were barely able to keep the contents of your stomach down.

"You fucking belong to me."

You could feel the G-forces pressing against you as you flew towards the Resistance.

Within milliseconds, you could feel the power of the engines vibrating through the ship. Kylo guided the ship out of the hangar and into the fray of battle.

The Resistance ships were firing their weapons at the First Order, the sound of blaster fire echoed through the ship. Kylo's hands moved quickly over the controls, dodging incoming fire and firing back with his own weapons.

You watched in awe as he piloted the TIE fighter, his movements precise and controlled. 

You wondered if this was what he lived for. The thrill of battle, the rush of adrenaline, the power he held over you.

The TIE fighter shook as it took a hit, and you clung tightly to Kylo, feeling his arms wrap around you protectively. He leaned in close to your ear, his voice barely audible over the noise of the battle.

"Are you scared?" His voice sent chills down your spine.

You nodded, unable to get words out. You weren't just scared. You were terrified.

Kylo didn't say anything, just continued firing against the resistance. The battle seemed to have been going on for ages but logically you knew it couldn't have been more than ten minutes since you entered the TIE.

The TIE shook for a moment.

"Shit," Ren murmured, his grip on you tightening then reaching for more controls. You twirled in space to what you could only assume was dodging fire.

Suddenly, the TIE fighter shook again, harder this time. You could feel Kylo tense up beside you, his grip on you becoming almost painful.

"We've been hit," he said, his voice tight with anger. "Hold on."

You braced yourself for impact as the TIE fighter spiraled out of control, Kylo struggling to regain control of the ship. Your heart was pounding in your chest as you watched the stars spin around you.

Kylo's grip on you tightened even further.

Then, your view stabilized as the TIE started flying properly again.

"You did it," you breathed out, on the edge of hyperventilation.

He didn't reply, still focused on the task at hand.

You watched as Kylo expertly evaded another barrage of fire, his expression focused and intense. The TIE fighter shook again, this time harder than before. You could feel the ship starting to lose altitude, the sound of the engines growing louder.

"We're going down," he said, gritting his teeth. "Hang on."

You clutched onto him tightly as the ship crashed onto the ground, the impact jarring your entire body. You couldn't see anything through the smoke and dust that filled the cockpit, but you could hear the sound of blaster fire all around you.

Kylo quickly unstrapped himself and you, grabbing your hand and pulling you out of the cockpit. You stumbled out of the wreckage, coughing and gasping for air.

The battlefield was chaos, blaster fire everywhere, and you could see the Resistance soldiers closing in on your position.

Kylo pulled you close to him, his hand on your waist as he readied his lightsaber.

The air was thick with the smell of smoke and burning metal, the sounds of battle ringing in your ears. You could see the Resistance soldiers moving closer, their guns raised and ready to fire.

Kylo stepped forward, his lightsaber ignited and glowing bright red. You could see the fear in the eyes of the Resistance soldiers as they took a step back.

You watched in awe as Kylo expertly wielded his weapon, deflecting blaster fire and slicing through his enemies with ease. His movements were fluid and graceful, a dance of death that left you breathless.

You could sense his power, his control over the Force as he fought. He was a force to be reckoned with, a warrior unlike any other.

Kylo fought with a fierce intensity, his eyes blazing with an almost inhuman fury. You wondered if he had always been like this, if he had always been consumed by the dark side of the Force.

Kylo moved several steps ahead of you, taking down anyone in his path.

Then, you heard shuffling behind you.

You turned, only seeing a split second of a resistance soldier coming at you with the end of their blaster rifle. There was no time to comprehend as the butt of the rifle struck your head.

Your vision blurred as you stumbled backwards. You tried to regain your footing, but your body felt heavy and uncoordinated. You could hear Kylo shouting your name, but his voice sounded far away.

You tried to lift your hand to your head, but it wouldn't move. You looked down and saw blood pouring from a wound on your forehead. Panic set in as you struggled to stay conscious.

Then, total blackness encapsulated your mind as you faded consciousness. 

The last thing you remember was that same soldier looking down at you, a red glow creeping over their face. 

You closed your eyes, feeling the peaceful wave of unconsciousness wash over your body. 

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Kylo Ren paced back and forth, his head aching for many reasons, but mostly about you. He fucked up. Royally. He slipped up, taking his eyes off you for only a moment. and that was all it took for the resistance to slip their dirty hands over you.

It had been three hours since he last saw your face.

Three agonizing hours of searching, fighting, and killing. Kylo had scoured the battlefield for any sign of you, but you were nowhere to be found.

Kylo's mind raced with thoughts of what could have happened to you. Was the resistance torturing you? Were you dead? The thought made his blood boil with anger.

He had to find you. Although he would never admit it, he couldn't bear the thought of losing you.

Kylo sat down in his quarters, then closing his eyes. He focused on the force, trying to let it give him some guidance.

"Sir?"

Kylo's eyes opened. "Vicrul," he stood up quickly. "Any sign?"

Vicrul shook his head. "None, sir. We've searched every inch of this planet, but there's no trace of her."

Kylo clenched his fists, his anger building. How could he have let this happen? He had promised to protect you, and now he had failed.

He could feel the dark side of the force calling to him, tempting him to unleash his anger and rage.

Kylo started pacing again, looking toward the hallway and seeing the rest of the knights walking toward him.

Kylo stood there for what felt like hours, his mind racing with thoughts of what could have happened to you. It was like a nightmare that he couldn't wake up from.

"What do you want us to do, Supreme Leader?" Another knight asked. His mask emitting a slightly garbled tone.

"Ap'lek," Kylo growled. "What the fuck do you think I want you to do?"

Ap'lek shifted uncomfortably. "We understand your frustration, sir, but we need to know what action you want us to take."

Kylo paused, taking a deep breath. He knew he couldn't let his anger consume him, he had to stay focused.

"We'll go together since it seems you all are too incompetent to find the girl yourself."

The knights exchanged glances, but didn't dare argue with their Supreme Leader. They knew the consequences of disobeying him.

Kylo led the way, his mind racing with thoughts of you. He couldn't shake the feeling that something terrible had happened to you.

As they walked through the corridors of the destroyer, Kylo's thoughts turned to his past. He had always struggled with the pull of the light side, but with you, it was different. You made him want to be a better person, to be worthy of your love.

He couldn't bear the thought of losing you.

Finally, they came to the room where the resistance prisoners were being held. 

The prisoners are quiet, as if contemplating the futility of their situation. They know they're going to die and they either have not accepted or have found a way to cope with it.

Kylo walked up to the nearest prisoner, his hand tightening around his lightsaber. "Where is she?" he demanded, his voice low and dangerous.

The prisoner looked up at him, his eyes defiant. "We'll never tell you," he spat.

Kylo's eyes narrowed, the dark side of the Force pulsing through him. He reached out with his hand, using the Force to grip the prisoner's throat.

The man coughed and gasped for air, his face turning red as Kylo lifted him off the ground. "I suggest you start talking," Kylo growled.

The prisoner only glared at him, the defiance in his eyes only intensifying.

Kylo's eyes turned a deep red as he squeezed harder on the man's throat. Deep red veins began to form under his skin as the dark side's power grew stronger.

The prisoner's face turned purple, his eyes slowly closing as he lost consciousness. Kylo held him in the air for another moment, then dropped him to the floor. The prisoner didn't move, his body having gone lifeless.

The other prisoners watched in horror as one of their own's life-force had been squeezed out of him so easily.

The prisoners watched in horror as their fellow man lay lifeless on the floor of the cell, his body like a rag doll with limbs dangling and head twisted.

The prisoners watched as Kylo's red eyes grew brighter, as if small fires had been lit behind his retina.

Vicrul watched, his hand gripping his scythe. He was getting ready to act if need be.

Kylo stood there for a moment, his anger threatening to get the better of him. However, he regained his composure as he stared down at the lifeless body lying at his feet. His breathing was heavy, as anger filled him to a new, almost unbearable level.

In that moment, Kylo realized he would move heaven and galaxy to find you. He would do anything.

Kylo turned around and started walking, his pace quick and hurried. Vicrul followed him, the rest of the knights trailing behind. They left the prisoners without another word, letting the dead body of the prisoner behind them, his face still twisted in agony.

Kylo walked past the other knights and out of the room without a word, the darkness inside of him seeming to consume his entire being.

Ren strides out of the room with a purposeful pace, his body tensed and coiled like a spring of anger. His formerly honeyed brown eyes are now blazing with rage, his face contorted in a scowl so deep that it almost seems as if his eyes were two voids of darkness. His hands are clenched into fists as he strides down the hallway, leaving the room filled with a lingering aura of gloom.

Kylo's strides grew more purposeful, as if he was pushed forward by an invisible force. He kept his head down, his face obscured by the shadows. His body seemed to become one with the darkness that surrounded him, merging with its consuming power.

Kylo's thoughts were consumed by the image of you, and the fear that he may never see you again. He couldn't imagine a life without you, and the thought of losing you was unbearable. 

He headed toward the flight deck, his boots thundering as he walked fiercely. Everyone moved out of the way without hesitation. No one had ever seen the Supreme Leader this furious and they were not about to be in his way.

Vicrul approached him cautiously as they walked. "Supreme Leader, what's your plan?"

Kylo turned to him, his eyes blazing. "We'll search every planet in this system if we have to. We'll turn every rock and every star upside down if we have to."

Vicrul nodded, knowing better than to argue with Kylo when he was in this state. "As you command, Supreme Leader."

Kylo reached the flight deck and saw the Night Buzzard that he would take on his mission with the knights. He walked up to it quickly, his hands shaking with anger.

"Ren," a pinched, angry voice from behind them. "Where is she?"

Hux strides toward them, his eyes bloodshot red as if he'd been up for hours on end.

"I don't have time for this," Ren's voice was barely audible as he almost let out a frustrated laugh. He continued moving toward the ship.

"None of your fucking business, asshole," Trudgen stepped in front of Hux, stopping him from following Ren.

"Actually, it is," Hux growled, pushing at the Knight. It was to no avail, the Knight not moving an inch.

Kylo stopped in his tracks, his hand twitching toward his lightsaber. "What do you want, Hux?" he asked through gritted teeth.

"I want her. " Hux's eyes are blazing with intensity, his face tight with anger. His spine is rigid, his mouth a thin line as he speaks. His fists are tightly clenched at his sides, and his jaw is clenched as if he's barely controlling his rage.

Hux's voice usually got on Kylo's nerves but this was something completely different.

Kylo's hand tightened around his lightsaber, the urge to strike Hux growing stronger.

Kylo stepped closer to Hux, his eyes narrowing as he spoke. "You have no right to her. She's mine ," he said, his voice low and dangerous.

Trudgen moved out of the way, letting Ren close the distance between himself and Armitage.

The other knights watched with interest, wondering what would happen next.

Hux stood his ground, his eyes locked onto Kylo's. "She's not a possession to be claimed , Ren. She's a person with free will," he spat, his anger intensifying.

Kylo's grip on his lightsaber tightened even further. "I know that. But she chose me," he said, his voice cold.

Hux scoffed.

"She will never choose you, Ren. You're a child under that facade. You don't know what true caring is. She needs someone who can protect her without suffocating her, someone who can love her without controlling her." Hux's words were filled with venom, his eyes flashing with disgust. "You've never been cared for in your life and somehow you think you can do that for her?"

Kylo's face contorted with anger, his eyes blazing with fury. "You don't know anything about me, Hux," he snarled. "And I will protect her better than anyone else."

Hux's face twisted into a sneer. "You're nothing but a monster, Ren. You don't know the meaning of love or compassion."

Kylo's hand shot out, grabbing Hux by the throat and lifting him off the ground. "You know nothing about me," he growled, his grip tightening.

Trudgen stepped forward, ready to intervene if needed. But Kylo didn't need him. Hux's face turned red as he struggled to breathe, his hands clawing at Kylo's grip.

Kylo's anger seemed to intensify, his grip squeezing tighter as he stared into Hux's eyes. For a moment, he considered ending Hux's life. But then, he released him, letting Hux fall to the ground gasping for air.

"This is what I t-told her," he breathed out, struggling to catch his breath. "You're dangerous . You took her with you a-and look where it's gotten h-her."

Kylo's chest heaved as he glared down at Hux. "I will find her, and I will protect her. And you will never come near her again," he said, his voice filled with venom.

Hux struggled to his feet, his eyes filled with rage. "You don't know what's best for her, Ren. You're just a delusional fool who thinks he's in love."

Kylo's lightsaber ignited, its red glow illuminating the room. "I suggest you leave before I change my mind about sparing you," he said, his voice low and dangerous.

Hux glared at Kylo for a moment longer before turning and storming out of the room.

Kylo took a deep breath, trying to calm his anger. He looked at the knights who were watching him, their faces unreadable under their masks. But it was unanimous, they had never seen Ren this upset before. And that was saying a lot.

"Let's go," he said, turning and walking towards the Night Buzzard. The knights followed him, their footsteps echoing in the large corridors that was the flight deck.

As they reached the ship, Kylo could feel his heart beating wildly in his chest. The thought of you being in danger filled him with a sense of urgency that he couldn't ignore. He had to find you, had to make sure that you were safe.

Ap'lek, the pilot, started up the ship. His gloved hands moved quickly over the controls as he prepared for takeoff.

His hands, covered with thick gloves, moved quickly and expertly over the controls of the ship. His actions were precise and methodical.

The low hum of the engines begins to grow louder as Ap'lek starts up the ship. The control panel clicks and beeps as his fingers hit each button, like a symphony of machinery in motion. The sound of his hands moving rapidly over the controls is almost deafening in the silence of the hangar.

The sound of the engines as they powered up filled the sky. Ap'lek’s gloved hands moved deftly across the control panel, their sound a light tapping against the metal of the ship.

The hum of the ship’s engines rises in intensity as Ap'lek starts them up. His hands move methodically through each sequence, activating switches and levers in a practiced routine that he has done countless times before. The clang of metal and roar of engines build in an adrenaline-filled crescendo as the ship prepares for launch.

The rest of the Knights sat, weapons at the ready. They sat in tense anticipation, their weapons making an ominous clinking sound as they adjusted their grips. The occasional rustle of fabric and metallic creak of armor were the only sounds to be heard in the hangar, apart from the rising rumble of the engines.

Kylo glanced at them, his eyes flashing with determination. "We'll find her, no matter what it takes," he said, his voice filled with conviction.

The engines of the ship roared to life, and Kylo took off into the darkness of space. The ship moved quickly, cutting through the stars as Kylo focused on finding you.

Hux's words permeated his brain.

'You don't know what's best for her, Ren. You're just a delusional fool who thinks he's in love. You're going to get her killed. By your own hand or someone else's.'

He would find you, no matter what it took. He would search every planet, every system, every star until he found you. And when he did, he would make sure that no one ever hurt you again.

Even himself.

Kylo's mind raced as he thought about Hux's words. Was he really the best thing for you? Did he truly know how to love and care for someone without controlling them?

He couldn't deny that he had been possessive and jealous of you. That his need to protect you had sometimes crossed a line into suffocation. But he also knew that he loved you with a fierce intensity that he had never felt before.

As he flew through the vastness of space, Kylo couldn't help but reflect on the truth in Hux's words. He had never been cared for before, not truly. His childhood had been filled with pain and abandonment, his adolescence consumed by anger and hatred. He had always been alone, until he met you.

You had shown him compassion, kindness, and love. You had seen the good in him, even when he couldn't see it in himself. And now, he was consumed with the need to protect you, to make sure that you were safe and happy.

But he couldn't ignore the fact that his own darkness could put you in danger. He had seen what it had done to his family, to his friends, to the galaxy. He couldn't let that happen to you.

He would have to confront his own demons, to face the parts of himself that he had been avoiding for so long.

As the Night Buzzard soared through hyper space, Kylo was left with his thoughts.

Kylo's mind drifted back to the moment when he had first met you. You had been a beacon of light in the darkness of his life, and he had been drawn to you like a moth to a flame. You had seen through his cold exterior, and had shown him a kindness that he had never known.

That his love, while consuming and intense, was not enough to protect you from the dangers of the galaxy. 

Then, another thought.

Maybe he was the danger. It was him.

Maybe Hux was right.

As the Night Buzzard hurtled through the darkness of space, Kylo knew that he had to face the truth. He had to confront his own darkness before it consumed him, and before it threatened to destroy the one person he loved more than anything.

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You awoke to small beeps. At first, you didn't know where you were. The room was dark, and the beeping sounds were the only thing breaking the silence. You rubbed your eyes, trying to adjust to the darkness.

As your eyes adjusted, you realized that you were in a medical bay. The room was small, with a single bed and a few cabinets lining the walls. You tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through your head.

You went to touch your forehead, it aching with an intense ferocity, then realizing your hands were bound to the bed.

Memories slowly started to come back to you. You remembered being attacked by the resistance, and then...nothing.

Panic set in as you tried to move your other hand, only to find that it too was restrained. You tried to call out, but your voice was hoarse and barely audible. You were completely alone, trapped and helpless.

As the beeping of the medical equipment continued, you tried to think of a way out. You strained against the restraints, but they held fast. Your heart began to race as you realized that you were completely at the mercy of whoever had put you here.

Gods, you thought to yourself , shit shit. The resistance.

You closed your eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm your racing thoughts. You needed to focus, to come up with a plan.

As you lay there, you heard the sound of footsteps approaching. You tensed, not knowing what to expect. The door opened slowly, and a figure stepped inside.

"Relax," the figure stepping closer to you.

Your eyes focused as the figure became clear.

She had brown hair, tied back in three buns.

"I'm not going to hurt you."

You blinked, still trying to process the situation. "Who... Who are you?" you managed to croak out, your throat dry.

The woman gave you a small smile, her eyes kind but guarded. "Rey," she said.

"Rey," you repeated back. You had heard the horror stories that crept around your star destroyer about this Rey. A Jedi, furious and would stop at nothing to destroy the First Order.

"What do you want with me?" you asked, your voice still weak.

Rey stepped closer, her eyes scanning you over. "I'm here to help you," she said, reaching for one of the cabinets on the wall. "You were injured in the attack. We found you and brought you here to treat your wounds."

She pulled out a medical kit and began to examine your forehead, her touch gentle but efficient. "You have a concussion," she said as she finished her examination. "But you should be okay with some rest."

"I want to go back-"

"To Ren?" she cut you off. 

You were silent for a moment, her touch still graceful and soft.

"I don't know what you're talking about," you lied, leaning away from her hands.

Rey stopped rubbing bacta on the wound that spread across your eyebrow and forehead.

"You don't have to lie," she hummed, looking at you. "We've been surveilling the scene since the battle. He's been relentless trying to find, well, you ."

Your heart raced at the mention of Kylo. You had been hoping that he was safe, that he had made it out of the battle alive. But now, hearing that he was searching for you, you felt a mixture of fear and hope.

"I need to go back to my ship," you said, trying to sit up again.

"I'm afraid that isn't possible," Rey began. "I, frankly, cannot let you go back."

A pause.

"Right now, at least."

Your heart sank at Rey's words. You had to get back to your ship, to your crew, to your mission. But with your hands restrained and your body weak, there was little chance of escaping.

"Why not?" you asked, frustration and fear creeping into your voice.

Rey hesitated, her eyes flickering with emotion. "There are...complications. And dangers. You need to rest and recover before we can discuss your next steps."

You opened your mouth to protest, but the look in Rey's eyes stopped you. There was a firmness there, a sense of determination that made it clear she wouldn't back down.

"You will stay here," she said firmly, her tone leaving no room for argument. "We will protect you, and when the time is right, we will help you return to your ship."

You wanted to fight back, to demand answers and freedom. But the pain in your head and the exhaustion in your body made it impossible to resist. 

"No thank you," you said softly, trying to pull at the binders.

Rey's eyes narrowed, her expression turning cold. "I'm afraid you don't have a choice," she said, her voice firm. "You will stay here and recover, and we will keep you safe."

You glared at her, your frustration and fear boiling over. "Why should I trust you?" you spat out. "You're a Jedi. You're with the Resistance. I've heard your stories. And I do not plan on supporting or helping in any way shape or form. I know what I was taught and thats the fucking truth. I will never help you or your gang of scum."

Rey didn't flinch at your words. Instead, she leaned in closer, her eyes intense. "I understand that you're scared," she said. "But you need to trust me. I'm trying to keep you safe. And I promise that I will do everything in my power to help you."

You glared at Rey, your distrust for her and her cause still unbroken. But as you looked into her eyes, you saw a sense of empathy that you had not expected. A sense that maybe, just maybe, she was telling the truth.

"Fine," you said, your voice low with defeat. "But only until I'm well enough to leave. Then I'm gone."

Rey nodded, a small smile touching her lips. "I understand," she said. "Rest now. You need it."

With that, she turned and left the room, leaving you alone with your thoughts and fears. You closed your eyes, trying to calm your racing heart and pounding headache. But as you drifted off to sleep, you couldn't shake the feeling that you were still in danger, and that there was much more at play than you knew.

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You woke up to a quiet room, your head pounding with an intensity you had never felt before. As you opened your eyes, you saw a figure sitting in a corner of the room. It was Rey, who had been watching over you as you slept.

"How long was I out?" you croaked, your voice still hoarse.

Rey looked up at you, her eyes showing concern. "About a day," she said. "You needed the rest."

You groaned, sitting up slowly. "I need to get out of here," you said, looking down at the restraints holding you to the bed. Rey walked closer, untying one hand for you.

Rey shook her head. "Not yet," she said. "You're not healed enough. And it's not safe for you to leave yet."

You gritted your teeth, frustration and anger boiling inside you. "What do you want from me?" you spat out, your eyes fixed on her.

Rey sighed, her face showing sadness. "I don't know how to explain this to you."

A moment passed as you tried to read Rey's solemn expression.

In the silence you could hear the ticking of a nearby clock, counting away the seconds as you held your breath and waited for Rey to explain what made her so sad.Time seemed to stand still as you studied Rey’s expression. You could feel tension radiating off of her like a silent force, like being in the center of a hurricane with no wind.

Finally, Rey spoke. "You're not just a prisoner here," she said. "You're also a vital piece to a puzzle that could change the course of the galaxy."

You raised an eyebrow, confusion rising in you. "What are you talking about?"

Rey hesitated, her eyes searching yours. "The First Order has been keeping secrets from you," she said. "Dark secrets that could destroy everything you've ever known."

You felt a chill run down your spine at her words. You had always suspected that the First Order wasn't entirely truthful, but you had never imagined that they could be hiding something so terrible.

"What kind of secrets?" you asked, your voice low.

Rey took a deep breath. "There's a project," she said, her voice shaking slightly. "A project that involves a weapon of unimaginable power. The First Order has been working on it for years, in secret. And they're very close to completing it."

You felt your heart that she was telling the truth. You didn't know why or how you felt like that.

"What does it have to do with me?" you asked, your mind racing with possibilities.

Rey leaned in closer, her eyes intense. "You were a part of the project," she said. "You were one of the scientists working on it."

You felt a cold sweat break out on your forehead as you tried to process her words. You had no memory of ever working on such a project. But then again, the First Order had a way of erasing memories and manipulating the truth.

"What do you want me to do?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

"We need you to help us destroy the weapon," Rey said, her eyes pleading with you. "You have the knowledge and the expertise. You're the only one who can do it. We just have to find those memories and.." Her voice trailed off.

You stared at her, your mind racing with conflicting emotions. You didn't want to be a part of this, but you also didn't want to be responsible for the destruction of the galaxy.

"I'm a fucking droid mechanic ," you sputtered out.

Rey's expression softened. "You're also a brilliant scientist," she said. "And we need your help. The fate of the galaxy is at stake."

"I can't," you started. You thought of Ren and Hux. The two most important people in your life.

Then, it felt as if hands went inside your brain. Softly, then all at once.You had only felt this a handful of times.. and only with Ren. You knew exactly what was happening. 

Rey was reading your mind.

"I won't harm them," she began, cutting off your thoughts.

"Get out of my head," you said softly, not wanting to listen to her anymore.

Rey withdrew from your mind, a hint of guilt in her expression. "I'm sorry," she said. "I didn't mean to invade your privacy. But you need to understand the gravity of the situation."

You stared at her, feeling violated and angry. But as you looked into her eyes, you saw something that made you pause. You saw a sense of understanding and compassion that you had not expected.

"You have feelings for them," Rey said softly. "Hux I can sympathize with, I suppose. But Ren, I understand that. Believe me, I understand having feelings for Ren."

"It's confusing," Rey started again. "He's dangerous. Angry. Controlling."

Then, she paused.

"Do you know who he was before?" she asked quietly.

You shook your head, feeling a mix of curiosity and apprehension. "No," you said. "I only know him as Kylo Ren."

Rey took a deep breath. "He was once Ben Solo," she said. "A Jedi-in-training. But something happened, and he turned to the dark side."

You felt a chill run down your spine at her words. You had heard stories about Ben Solo, but you had never imagined that he could become someone like Kylo Ren.

"What happened to him?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

Rey hesitated, her eyes filled with sadness. "He was betrayed by someone he trusted," she said. "And that betrayal led him down a path of darkness."

You felt a pang of sympathy. You could only imagine what it must feel like to be betrayed by someone you trusted.

"But what about Hux?" you asked, changing the subject. "What will happen to him if we succeed in destroying the weapon?"

Rey sighed, her eyes turning inward. "He's a complicated man," she said. "But he's also a key player in what is happening right now."

"What do you mean?" you asked.

"I don't have time to explain it yet," she began. "But know that no harm will come to him from us ."

"I don't want any part of this," you said softly. Your head ached.. but more so your heart.

You joined the first order at the young age of sixteen. You didn't know anything else. You knew that you were helping the galaxy…

Weren’t you?

"You are already a part of it. When you decided to become Ren's most prized possession and Hux's obsession."

"I didn't-" you started to speak but unsure of how to explain all of it. "I don't-"

Rey interrupted you, her eyes locking onto yours. "I know it's complicated," she said, her voice gentle. "But you have to understand that the First Order is not what it seems. They are using you, manipulating you. And if we don't stop them, they will destroy everything."

You didn't say anything. Trying to comprehend all of the things said, you closed your eyes searching for a millisecond of peace.

"I need time to think," you said finally, your eyes still closed. "I need to figure out what I want to do."

Rey nodded, understanding evident in her expression. "Take all the time you need," she said. "But remember, time is running out. The weapon is almost complete, and we need to act soon."

You opened your eyes, looking at Rey. "I'll let you know," you said. "As soon as I figure out what to do."

Rey nodded, standing up. "I'll be waiting," she said, walking towards the door. "And if you need anything, just let me know."

Then, she paused. She handed you a data pad.

"You have a message, by the way."

She left the room, leaving you with the data pad and your one free hand. It was locked from all applications except the hologram messages. You saw there was only one there. Assuming it was for you, you started up the application.

Hux's face illuminated in front of you.

"I don't have time to explain," his usual soft voice garbled by the transmission of the message. "They have promised me that you wouldn't be harmed and gods I hope that they are telling the truth, my star."

Your heart raced as you listened to Hux's message. You could hear the fear in his voice, and it made you even more uncertain about what to do.

"I don't know what to do," Hux continued, his eyes flickering with desperation. "But I need you to know that I love you, and I will do everything in my power to keep you safe."

Tears streamed down your face as you heard Hux's words. You had never heard him say those words before, and it made your heart ache even more.

"Absolutely everything. I know Ren is searching for you and don't think for a moment that I am not, too."

You felt a pang of guilt as you realized just how much Hux cared for you. You had always known that he had feelings for you, but hearing him say it out loud made it all real. 

"I don't know what to do either," you whispered to yourself, knowing that the message was one-way only. "But I promise I will try to keep you safe too."

You wiped away your tears, trying to compose yourself. You knew that you needed to make a decision soon, but the weight of everything was overwhelming.

"I'm going to figure this out for us," Armitage's voice cracking with pain and sorrow. "I'm in talks with the Resistance. Negotiations."

You were stunned by Hux's words. Negotiations with the resistance? What could that possibly mean? You knew that Hux was a cunning and strategic man, but you didn't know if he could really negotiate with the enemy.

But then again, you didn't know what side you were on anymore.

You looked back at the data pad, seeing Hux's face still there, frozen in time. You wished more than anything that you could reach out and touch him. You wished that you could reassure him that everything would be okay.

But you couldn't.

"Everything will be ok--"

Hux's voice cuts off as the recorded transmission ends.

You sat there in silence, staring at the data pad in your hand. Everything was happening so fast, and you didn't know who to trust or what to believe.

You thought about what Rey had said, about the First Order using and manipulating you. And you thought about Hux's desperate message, about his love for you and his promise to keep you safe. The thought of Ren scouring the galaxy to find you. 

You felt torn between two worlds, not knowing which path to take.

But in the end, you knew that you couldn't stand by and do nothing. You couldn't let the First Order destroy everything and everyone you cared about.

You sat there in silence. Closing your eyes, you tried to will yourself to pick what to do. 

The quiet beeps of the room filled the silence with a low, calming hum. Each beep was like a heartbeat, echoing inside your chest and pushing you to make a decision. You closed your eyes and took in a deep breath, focusing on the steady rhythm of the beeps and letting it wash over you. With each beep, you felt your resolve building, as if each one was giving you strength and courage to take the next step.

Opening your eyes, you reached for the call button.

You needed to talk to Rey.

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You don't know how long you were out, but as you slowly start to open your eyes, you can see Kylo Ren looking down at you.  He's sitting on the edge of the bed, and he's studying your face.

You try to move, but you feel that your head is pounding.  You try to speak, but you're not sure what to say, and you're not sure what you're even trying to say.  You can feel that your face is hot and wet, and you wonder why you're crying because you can't remember why.  

Sitting up, you look around and realize where you are. You were in Kylo Ren's Quarters. The walls are a deep, muted black, with red accents scattered throughout. The furniture is sleek and modern yet inviting, with plush seating and dark wood grain surfaces. Rich fabrics hang from the windows, giving off an air of opulence.A subtle hint of leather and sandalwood fills the room, with faint traces of wood smoke in the air. There is a silence within the room, broken only by the occasional ticking from the clock or hum of electronic equipment.

There was a black suspended sphere to your left; it was like a sphere floating in the air, a space that you couldn't see behind.  The bedroom began to take on a surreal quality.  Everything looked old and new at the same time.

"Thirsty?" Kylo spoke softly.

He was watching your face, studying every movement you made.  

"Yes," you replied.  You were trying to hide how much of an effort it took to just speak.  

"I'll be right back," Kylo said as he stood up.

Kylo left the room.  You were alone, and you tried to make sense of it all.  You tried to make sense of what you felt, what you were thinking, and what you were seeing.  

Your mind was in a fog, and you couldn't make sense of what happened.  You couldn't tell what was real and what wasn't.  You couldn't tell what was a dream and what wasn't, and all you could do was just wait for Kylo to come back.  You were tired, and you were weak.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, you could vaguely see Kylo Ren walking toward you.

In his hand, he held a glass of water. You're parched, and the sight of the glass of water makes your mouth water.

You reach out for it, but Kylo pulls back.

"What do you say?" he asks.

You don't know what he means, but you quickly realize that he wants you to say please.  You feel a surge of anger, but you quickly suppress it.  You can feel that he's studying you, and you know that he's waiting for you to break.  

"Please," you say, your voice hoarse.

Kylo hands you the glass, and you take a long drink.  The water is cold and refreshing, and it washes away the dryness in your throat.  You feel better, but you're still weak.

"Let's get you cleaned up," Kylo says as he stands up and reaches out his hand.

You take his hand and he helps you stand up. You feel dizzy, but Kylo's strong grip steadies you. He leads you to the en-suite bathroom, where he helps you into the shower. He strips the robe that had suddenly appeared on you when you woke up and helps you get into the black shower. The black shower is a sight to behold; its walls are lined with smooth obsidian stones, with hidden glints of gold and silver shimmering in the light. The walls are slick and dark, reflecting the light that hits them and illuminating the darkness that lies within.

Kylo turns on the water, and it cascades down your body. The water is hot, and it feels like it's melting away the tension from your muscles.  Kylo begins to wash you, running his hands over your body.  His touch is gentle, but you can feel that he's in control. You can feel that he has power over you.

You're trying to make sense of it all, but your thoughts are jumbled.  You can't make sense of what he wants, what he's doing, or what he's feeling.  All you know is that you're here, in his shower, with him washing you.

Kylo turns you around so that your back is to him, and he starts to wash your hair. You close your eyes, and you feel his fingers massaging your scalp.

It feels so good that you can't stop the moan that escapes your lips. For a moment, you forget everything else and allow yourself to be lost in the sensation of Kylo's hands on you. You can feel his breath on your neck, and you know that he can feel your heart beating fast.

"You like that?" he asks, his voice low and husky.

You nod in response, feeling a wave of desire wash over you.

The water runs red as the blood washes away, like a river of sorrow running over your body. You can see the bruises and scrapes, some deep and others shallow, scattered all over you. They are a stark reminder of what has happened, and of all the pain you have endured.

Kylo finishes washing your hair and turns off the water. He helps you out of the shower and wraps you in a soft, fluffy towel. He then leads you back into the bedroom, where he sits you down on the bed and begins to tend to your wounds.

You watch him as he works, his hands gentle and skilled as he applies ointment to your bruises and scrapes.

After a long silence, he finally speaks after dressing the last bandage to your forearm.

"Did you learn your lesson?" he asks, pushing the hair out of his face.

You look up at him, meeting his gaze. There's a hint of something in his eyes that you can't quite place, and it makes you uneasy.

"I did," you respond softly. "I'm yours."

Kylo's lips curl into a small smile, and you can feel the power pulsing off of him. He leans in close to you, his breath hot on your skin.

"Good," he murmurs. "Because I have plans for you. Big plans."

You feel a shiver run down your spine, both from fear and excitement.

Kylo pulls back and stands up, walking over to the wardrobe. He begins to rummage through it, searching for something. After a moment, he pulls out a black silk robe and brings it over to you.

"Put this on," he says, holding it out to you.

You slip the robe over your shoulders, and it falls around you like a second skin. The silk feels cool against your skin, and the weight of it is comforting.

Kylo sits back down on the bed beside you, and he takes your hand in his.

"I want you to know that everything I do is for your own good," he says, his grip tightening on your hand.

You nod, not wanting to upset him.

"I want to make you strong," he continues, his voice low and intense. "Strong enough to be by my side, to rule the galaxy with me."

"I'm willing to do whatever it takes," you say, looking up at him with determination in your eyes.

Kylo nods, his expression unreadable. You can feel the tension between you, the unspoken desire and danger. You know that things are about to change, and you're not sure what the future holds.

But for now, you're content to be here...

Alive.

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The deep red sheets wrap around your body like a cocoon, contrasting against the black comforter that drapes over the edges of the bed. The bed itself is large and grand, with intricate details carved into the headboard and footboard.

You get up, sitting up in the bed. You find yourself in the same robe you fell asleep in. But this time, in the bed, you find yourself alone.

The silence is deafening, only broken by the distant sound of running water or a gust of space dust brushing against the windowpanes. It’s as if everything has gone eerily still, the world outside frozen in time as you sit alone in bed.

You get up from the bed and walk over to the window, looking out into the vast expanse of space. The stars twinkle in the darkness, and you can feel a sense of peace wash over you.

Walking out of the bedroom, you find yourself in what is Kylo Ren's living room. The living room is starkly furnished, with an unadorned sofa, matching armchair, and simple coffee table taking up the majority of the space. The floor is hardwood, covered in a few rugs in muted grey tones. The walls are covered with floor to ceiling windows, showcasing the vastness of space outside. In the corner, a sleek black kitchen is attached to the main room and barely looks used.

You walk over to the kitchen, opening the fridge. Inside the fridge, the shelves are stocked with an array of food, from fruits and vegetables to meats and dairy. The colors are vibrant, each item perfectly arranged on the shelves for easy access. Also inside were prepped meals. What appeared to be meat and vegetables. You took one of the prepped meals and popped it into the microwave.

As the microwave hums, you can't help but think about Kylo and the power he holds over you. You remember how he washed you and tended to your wounds, how gentle he was despite the control he exerted over you. You know that he's been grooming you for something. You had an idea of what that something was but the idea of it was too scary to think about.

Rey.

The thought hits your mind like a hyper beam. You needed to finish what you started.. didn't you? What were you going to do? Let millions or billions of people get murdered because you couldn't undo what you had built, even if you don't remember it?

You shake your head, trying to clear your thoughts. You had to focus on the present, on the here and now. For all you knew, Kylo could be watching you, listening to your thoughts.

The microwave beeps, and you take out the hot meal. You place it on the kitchen counter and grab a fork. As you eat, you can't help but wonder what would happen if you tried to leave. Would Kylo let you go? Or would he punish you for trying to escape?

You finish your meal and wash your dishes, then head back to the bedroom. You lie down on the bed and stare up at the ceiling, lost in thought.

Time passes, and eventually, the door to the bedroom opens. Kylo walks in, and you sit up, watching him.

"Good, you're awake," he says, walking over to the bed. He takes a seat beside you, and you can feel the heat of his body next to yours.

He takes off his mask, the air hissing as it releases from his head. He sets it on the bed behind him in one swift movement.

You can see the scars on his face, a testament to the battles he's fought and the pain he's endured. But despite the scars, Kylo is still undeniably attractive, with sharp features and piercing eyes that seem to see straight through you.

"How are you feeling?" he asks, his voice gentle but still void of emotion.

"I'm okay," you respond, feeling a mix of emotions swirling around inside you.

Kylo nods, and there's a moment of silence between you. You can feel the tension building, the unspoken desire that seems to simmer just beneath the surface.

Kylo leans in closer to you, his breath hot against your ear. "There's something I want to show you," he whispers, his hand reaching for yours.

He pulls you up from the bed and leads you out of the room.

"Put these on," he hums as he hands you a sleek black dress and shoes. The dress is beautiful—black and sleek with deep red lace detailing. The fabric is soft and shimmering like a starry night sky, and the lace cascades down like a river of flames. The shoes are equally stunning—shiny and black with delicate straps that wrap around your feet.

Kylo leaves the living room, giving you space to get dressed alone. It was a surprise to you, although a welcome one. You couldn't remember the last time you had total and complete privacy.

You put on the dress. Then, walking over to the elongated mirror that hung from the wall. You can see yourself in the mirror, dressed in the sleek black dress and shoes. The fabric of the dress hugs every curve of your body, clinging to your frame like a second skin.

It was if this dress had been made for you. It moves with you, flowing gracefully as you walk. The deep black color is striking against your skin, highlighted even more by the red lace detailing that cascades across your body.

As you admire yourself in the mirror, Kylo returns to the room, dressed in his usual garbs, helmet in hand.

"Ready?" he asks, holding out his hand.

You take his hand, and he leads you out of the living room and down a long hallway. The walls are adorned with paintings and sculptures, each one more extravagant than the last.

Finally, you reach a large set of double doors. Kylo pushes them open.

There was a small loading dock, and among that was the Night Buzzard. Kylo led you to the ship, helping you up the steps.

Once inside, you're struck by the ship's sleek design. The interior is dark, with red accents that seem to pulse with energy. The cockpit is at the front of the ship, and Kylo takes his seat, gesturing for you to sit in the co-pilot's chair.

"Got her all dolled up for our adventure, Master Ren?" a familiar voice calls out from behind.

Your heart sinks as you turn around, seeing Vicrul and the rest of the Knights.

Kylo doesn't seem bothered by their presence, though.

"Yes, I did," he responds, his voice steady.

Vicrul smirks as he looks you up and down. "She's quite the catch, isn't she?" he says, his eyes lingering on your figure.

You feel a sense of unease wash over you at the way he's looking at you, but Kylo seems unfazed.

"Enough, Vicrul," Kylo says, his tone sharp. "We have work to do."

Vicrul grins as he takes his seat, but you can tell there's a sense of tension in the air. You turn back to the cockpit, feeling a knot form in your stomach.

The Night Buzzard takes off, hurtling through space at a breathtaking speed. You can feel the ship thrumming beneath you, and you can't help but wonder where Kylo is taking you.

After what feels like hours, the ship comes to a stop, and Kylo turns to you. "We're here," he says, his voice low.

You look out the window and see a massive planet looming in front of you. Its surface is covered in a mixture of forests and mountains, with the occasional ocean visible in the distance.

Kylo stands up from his seat and walks over to you, taking your hand in his. "Come on," he says, leading you to the exit of the ship.

You follow him outside, the cool air hitting your skin. On the ground was a paved pathway leading into the forrest.

As you walk down the path, you can't help but feel a sense of apprehension. You don't know where Kylo is taking you, or what he has planned. But at the same time, there's a feeling of excitement bubbling up inside you.

You're on an adventure, with Kylo Ren no less. It's like something out of a dream.

The forest is thick, the trees towering high above you. You can hear the sounds of wildlife in the distance, the chirping of birds and the rustling of leaves. Kylo's grip on your hand is firm, so you don't stray from the path.

After a while, you come to a clearing, and Kylo stops. "Wait here," he says, letting go of your hand. He disappears into the trees, leaving you alone with the Knights.

You try not to turn to look at them. You can already feel their eyes pouring over you and your curves.

You stand there for what feels like an eternity, waiting for Kylo to return. Your mind races with thoughts of what he could be doing.

Then, Kylo emerges.

"Come, princess," he urges you, holding out his hand.

You follow, the Knights right behind you.

You're led into a clearing, sound becoming more and more clear. Was that.. music? The air is filled with the smell of incense and sweet tobacco smoke. It mingles together and creates a pleasant aroma that washes over you in waves. The music is faint at first, like an old record playing in the next room. Strains of a violin, a gentle strum of a guitar, and the tinkle of a xylophone can be heard as you get nearer. As you approach the clearing, the music begins to swell, reaching a crescendo that carries on the wind, like a symphony rising in unison. You can feel the vibration of a bass drum as it echoes through your feet.

As you enter the clearing, a symphony of sound greets you.

You couldn't believe your eyes. It was a gala. It was a swirling spectacle of vibrant colors and patterns. People from all walks of life move to the music, their shoes and dresses twirling in an intricate dance of movement and light. Lights are strung from tree to tree, illuminating the area in a soft, magical glow.

The sound of laughter and music wraps around you, carrying with it a feeling of joy and freedom. The orchestra is playing a lively tune, full of energy and life. A chorus of voices rise up from the dancers, singing along with the music.

Kylo leads you to a table, pulling out a chair for you to sit in. You take a seat, feeling a little overwhelmed by the spectacle before you. The Knights take seats around you, but you try to focus on the dancing and the music.

"Do you like it?" Trudgen asks you.

"I-" you start to speak but Vicrul interupts.

"She does, don't you little bird?" He smirks under his mask.

Kylo shoots a warning look at Vicrul before turning back to you. "I'm glad you like it," he says, his voice low and reassuring. "I wanted to do something special for you."

You smile up at him, feeling a sense of warmth spread through your chest.

As the music dies down, Kylo stands up, taking your hand in his. "Come dance with me," he says, his voice soft.

You stand up, following him onto the dance floor. The music picks up again, and Kylo pulls you close, his hands resting on your hips. You can feel the heat of his body radiating against yours, and for a moment, everything else fades away.

It's just you and him, moving to the rhythm of the music. You can feel his breath on your neck, and you shiver in delight. The rest of the world fades away as you move in perfect sync with Kylo. His touch is gentle yet commanding, and you feel yourself falling more and more under his spell.

As the song comes to an end, Kylo dips you low, his hand firmly holding your waist. You look up at him, feeling a sense of dizzying exhilaration.

He pulls you back up, his hand still on your waist.

"You're a good dancer," he says, a smile on his lips. "But that's not all I have planned for tonight."

Your heart skips a beat at his words, wondering what else he could have planned. Kylo leads you back to the table, where a waiter has set two glasses of red wine.

You take a sip of the wine, feeling the rich flavor wash over your tongue. Kylo watches you, his eyes never leaving your face.

"I have something to show you," he says, his voice low.

You follow him out of the gala, leaving the Knights behind, your heart racing with anticipation. You're not sure what he has planned, but you trust him completely.

The night air is cool on your skin as you walk, taking in the beauty of the forest around you.

Kylo leads you to a clearing, where a small waterfall cascades down the rocks into a pool below. The water glitters in the moonlight, and you can hear the gentle sound of the waterfall as it hits the rocks.

"It's beautiful," you say, turning to Kylo.

"That's not even the best part," he replies, a smile on his face.

He leads you to the other side of the pool, where a small cave is hidden behind the rocks.

"Come on," he says, taking your hand again.

You follow him into the cave, the darkness enveloping you. However, as you step deeper into the cave, you notice that there are faint, glowing crystals embedded in the walls, casting a soft blue light around you.

Kylo leads you to the center of the cave, where a small pedestal stands. Upon it is a small, unassuming object that looks like a carved stone.

"What is it?" you ask, looking up at Kylo.

"You'll see," he replies cryptically.

He picks up the object, turning it over in his hands.

Suddenly, the object begins to glow, emitting a bright light that fills the cave.

You shield your eyes, squinting against the sudden brightness.

When the light fades, you look up at Kylo, who is holding a small, glowing crystal in his hand.

"It's a kyber crystal," he explains. "It's one of the most powerful sources of energy in the galaxy."

You can't help but be amazed by the glowing crystal in his hand. "What are you going to do with it?" you ask, curious.

"Ah," he reaches into his pocket pulling out a necklace.

Kylo turned the crystal in his callused palm, feeling the sharp edges and corners dig into his skin. He carefully threaded it onto the delicate necklace chain, until it dangled from the clasp, a perfect fit.

He stepped closer to you, holding out the necklace. "I want you to have it," he said, his voice husky with emotion.

You take the necklace, feeling the weight of the red crystal against your chest. It feels warm against your skin, almost as if it's alive.

"Thank you," you say, looking up at Kylo.

He leans down, his lips brushing against yours in a gentle, tender kiss. You feel his hand slip around your waist, pulling you closer as the kiss deepens. The world around you fades away, leaving just the two of you in the cave.

As the kiss ends, Kylo pulls away, his hand still resting on your waist.

"Do you like it?" he asks.

You nod, feeling overwhelmed by the love and care he has shown you. "I love it," you say, smiling up at him.

Kylo returns your smile, his eyes shining with affection. "Good," he says. "I want tonight to be special for you."

You wrap your arms around him, feeling the strength of his body against yours.

"It already is," you say, your voice barely above a whisper.

Kylo kisses you again, his hands roaming over your body. You feel a flush of heat spread through you, desire coiling in your stomach.

Kylo's kisses deepen, becoming more passionate as he explores your mouth with his tongue. Your hands roam over his broad shoulders, feeling the strength and power in his muscles. You can feel the heat building between you, and you know that you want him more than anything in this moment.

Kylo pulls back, his eyes dark with desire. He takes your hand, leading you deeper into the cave.

"Are you ready?" he asks, his voice husky with desire.

"Yes," you answer, thinking that he is talking about sex.

"No, not that," he chuckles softly, reading your mind.

You look up at him.

"Are you ready to be at my side? To be my queen?"

You say nothing, stepping away for a moment.

"It's time to let old things die. I want you to join me. We can rule together and bring a new order to the galaxy."

You blink, remembering Rey.

"Forget what the scavenger said to you. You're still holding on. Let go of it," his voice was soft, hand still outstretched.

he air between them seemed to weigh heavy as he slowly stretched out his hand. He looked at her with an intensity that almost burned, and murmured, "Let it go."

Your mind raced with possibilities but you were paralyzed by indecision. You felt like a caged animal, desperate to act yet too scared to move. Your heart thumped in your chest as conflicting thoughts clashed against one another, each one struggling for dominance. All the while, time ticked away and you knew that soon you would have to make a choice.

Your body felt like it was made of lead as you tried to process the situation. You wanted to turn and run away, but your legs wouldn’t move. You felt a deep dread in your stomach, yet there was an intense curiosity that beckoned you to stay.

"Let it go." Kylo's plea was desperate and raw, his eyes intense and filled with a deep sadness.

You didn't know what to do. You just stood there.

Kylo's intense green eyes bore into you and his hand slowly reached out to you. It felt like you were on a precipice, about to step off into oblivion. Your hand trembled and sweat dripped down your back as you closed your eyes tightly. You didn't want to turn around.

"Please, little one." Kylo's words were measured yet forceful.

Slowly, you opened your eyes to look at Kylo. There was anguish in his eyes, and a million emotions flashed across his face.

What the fuck were you going to do?

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Hux's feet were swift and purposeful as he paced around his quarters, his eyes intense. The cat kept up with him, following his footsteps and prancing around them. The cat had bright green eyes and an inquisitive nature that matched Hux's own.

Hux rubbed his temples, thinking of all the ways this day could go wrong. He was nervous and trying not to show it, but he knew that he was failing.

Hux stepped into the shower, the glass walls steaming up as the hot water cascaded around him. His silhouette was visible through the fog, his body language stiff and rigid. The shower filled with soft aromas of lavender and rosemary, giving off a relaxing scent that enveloped him in a tranquil state.

Why do I have to do this?

As he stepped into the shower, the sound of water hitting porcelain echoed throughout the bathroom. Water droplets danced off his body, a soothing symphony of soft splashes and reverberating hums.

Can't keep running away.

The steam of the shower had dissipated, and he appeared as a single figure in the reflection of the mirror, illuminated in the faint light of the bathroom. His face held a look of intense contemplation, as if he was trying to figure out something difficult and complex. He adjusted his clothes with purposeful movements, slowly putting himself together in order to face the day.

As Hux finished getting ready, he couldn't shake the feeling of unease that lingered within him. He knew that the upcoming meeting with Kylo was going to be a pivotal moment, one that could determine the fate of the First Order.

He sighed, running a hand through his damp hair. The sound of the cat's purring filled the air, the comforting noise easing some of his anxiety.

As Hux stepped out of his quarters, he was greeted by the bustling activity of the First Order troops. They saluted him as he walked by, their faces set in grim determination.

Hux felt a sense of awe wash over him at the sight of his loyal soldiers. They were willing to lay down their lives for the cause, for the First Order. It was a responsibility that Hux didn't take lightly.

He approached the meeting room, taking a deep breath before stepping inside.

Hux's breath hitched in his chest as he walked in.

You.

He breathed out your name softly, trying not to look at you.

Kylo Ren had a strong, commanding presence, his dark hair and pale skin making him look regal as he sat at the head of the table. You were seated on his lap, your posture relaxed and comfortable. Your eyes were locked on his face, a look of admiration and loyalty evident in your gaze. You sit perched on his lap, a small figure in comparison with his large size.

There is a heavy silence as Kylo and Hux face each other. The sound of their breathing is only interrupted by the occasional clicking of Kylo’s black-gloved hands on the table.

Hux’s tall frame slowly strides through the doorway of the meeting room, his heavy steps reverberating off the stark white walls and echoing in the expansive space. The room is eerily empty, the only occupants being himself, Kylo Ren, and yourself.

In that moment, Hux was in the room, but he wasn't; he was drifting through himself, a pale ghost seen only under dim lightning, and then he was a stranger to himself, and then he had never been. Kylo's eyes were full of contempt as he regarded Hux, their bond broken and words swirling to the surface of their thoughts.

Hux cleared his throat, trying to shake himself out of his trance. He glanced over at you, seeing the way you looked at Kylo with adoration. It made him sick to his stomach.

You were wearing a long red dress that hugged your body, a deep shade like that of a cherry blossom. The dress was embellished with black crystals, shining and sparkling in the dim light of the room. The crystals seemed to be distributed all over the dress in an almost symmetrical pattern. The dress clung to your skin, most of your shoulders and back exposed to the air.

Atop your head was a small yet regal crown. The crown was crafted from solid gold and encrusted with deep red kyber crystals that glinted in the dim light. The central crystal was slightly larger than the rest, imparting an air of regal authority.

As Hux’s eyes scanned the crown, he could hear a faint tinkling sound of the kyber crystals against each other. It was almost like a soft melody, reminding him that beauty exists even in the darkest moments.

And that you were. Beautiful in his darkest moment.

The tension in the room was palpable, and the silence was suffocating. Hux cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure, but his words came out shaky.

"Are we ready to begin?" he asked.

"Are we? You seem.." kylo paused, smirking. "Shaken, Hux."

Hux felt his face flush with embarrassment as Kylo's words hit him like a physical blow. He knew he couldn't show any weakness in front of his rival, but the emotions swirling inside him were making it hard to keep up his facade.

"I am not shaken, Kylo. Merely...surprised." Hux forced a smile, hoping to cover up his unease.

Kylo raised an eyebrow, clearly not convinced. "Surprised? By what, exactly?"

Hux clenched his jaw, trying to think of a suitable answer. He couldn't let Kylo know the truth, couldn't let him see how much he was affected by the sight of you on his lap.

"I...wasn't expecting to see such a...personal display, that's all." Hux gestured towards you, trying to keep his voice steady.

Kylo chuckled, a low and menacing sound that sent shivers down Hux's spine. "Oh, this?"

Kylo placed a hand on your waist and pulled you closer to him. "It's nothing, Hux. Just a little reward for her loyalty and hard work."

Hux remembered the last time he saw you. You were nearly dead. His heart ached seeing you. Hux's eyes were wide and unblinking, as if he were trying to will away the image of you lying there motionless. His jaw was clenched and his brow furrowed, his face a mask of grief and pain.

There was a deep silence in the room as Hux remembered. No sound of laughter or feigned joy, just the stillness of his aching heart, the painful beat of his own regret, amplified in the small space.

Kylo Ren leaned back in his chair, observing Hux with a mixture of amusement and disdain. He knew exactly what was going on in the other man's mind, and he relished in the power he had over him.

"You're jealous, Hux," Kylo said, his voice low and dangerous.

Hux felt his entire body tense, his mind racing with anger and frustration. How dare Kylo speak to him like that?

"I am not jealous," Hux spat out, his voice laced with venom.

Kylo chuckled, his hand still resting on your waist. "Oh, but you are. You're jealous of what I have with her. You want it for yourself, don't you?"

Hux felt a surge of rage inside him, but he knew he couldn't let it show. He had to maintain his composure, no matter how much Kylo goaded him.

"I want nothing of the sort," Hux said through gritted teeth.

Kylo leaned in closer, his breath hot against Hux's face. "Liar," he whispered, his eyes gleaming with triumph.

Hux felt his face flush with anger, his fists clenching at his side. He wanted nothing more than to wipe that smug expression off Kylo's face, to show him who was really in charge. But he knew that he had to keep his cool, had to maintain his position as the leader of the First Order.

"I assure you, Kylo, my loyalty to the First Order is unwavering," Hux said, his voice cold and firm.

Kylo scoffed, a look of disbelief on his face. "Don't try to deny your true desires, Hux."

Then, Kylo got up and sat you down on top of the table. He stood up from his chair, offering it to Hux.

Hux was already in his own seat, confused by the gesture.

"You want her?" Kylo asked.

Hux's face was a mix of surprise and suspicion, his eyes darting between you and Kylo.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Hux said, trying to deny the implication of Kylo's words.

Kylo just chuckled, walking around the table until he was standing behind you.

"You want her, Hux. I can see it in your eyes." Kylo's voice was low and dangerous, sending shivers down your spine. "And I'm feeling generous today. Why don't you take her?"

Hux's eyes widened in shock, unable to believe what he was hearing. You stared at Kylo, trying to understand why he was doing this.

"What are you talking about?" Hux asked, his voice betraying his confusion.

Kylo just smiled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "You heard me, Hux. Take her. She's all yours."

You looked at Hux, wondering what he would do. You had always known there was tension between him and Kylo, but you never realized just how deep it ran. You could feel Kylo's hand on your shoulder, his grip tight and possessive, and you wondered if this was all a game to him.

Kylo leaned down, "I want to share her with you, Hux. Don't deny yourself the pleasure."

Suddenly, Hux felt a surge of desire course through him, overwhelming his senses. His eyes met yours, and he felt a bolt of electricity pass between you.

Hux remembered the nights with you in his office, the countless dates he had taken you on to swoon you. Then he remembered how, somehow, Kylo always one upped him.

Hux didn't say anything, standing up and moving to Kylo's chair. Kylo moved out of the way, stepping back and observing.

Hux sat down in the same spot where Kylo had been before, his heart racing with anticipation. He looked at you, taking in your beauty and the way your body moved so gracefully. He reached out and took your hand, pulling you towards him.

You felt a jolt of electricity as Hux's fingers entwined with yours. His grip was firm and confident, and you could feel the heat from his body as he pulled you closer. You looked into his eyes, seeing the flicker of desire and uncertainty there.

"Hux..." you whispered, not sure what to say.

But Hux didn't need words. He leaned in, capturing your lips with his own in a fierce kiss. His tongue pushed past your lips, exploring your mouth with an urgency that took your breath away.

You responded eagerly, your own desire growing with each passing moment. You could feel Hux's hands on your body, caressing you with a hunger that sent shivers down your spine. You wanted this, wanted him, more than anything in the world.

Kylo watched the scene unfold, his eyes gleaming with amusement and satisfaction.

Hux pulled back for a moment, breaking the kiss. You looked at him, your eyes filled with passion and desire. He looked back at you, his lips curled into a smirk.

"Do you want me to stop?" Hux asked, his voice low and seductive.

You shook your head, your voice hoarse. "No," you whispered.

Hux smirked, pulling you closer. He looked into your eyes, drinking in your beauty. Then, he leaned in, his lips brushing against yours.

"Good girl," Hux whispered against your lips.

You smiled, melting in his arms. Suddenly, Hux leaned in, capturing your lips in another searing kiss. He pulled you onto his lap, your weight pressing against him. His hands roamed your body, your curves, your skin. He could feel your desire growing underneath him, and he was desperate to relieve you of the aching desire that he caused.

Hux pulled away from you, his lips red and swollen from the kiss. He leaned back against the chair, his eyes glinting with a hunger that sent shivers down your spine.

"Oh no, sweetheart," Kylo Ren said, his voice low and dangerous.

You looked at Kylo, your face blank in confusion and anticipation.

"I want you to take her, Hux," Kylo said, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "I want to watch you fuck her."

Hux's eyes widened in surprise, and you could see the desire and lust building in them.

Kylo chuckled, "What's the matter, Hux? Don't you think she's attractive enough for you? The Queen of the First Order isn't good enough for you?"

Hux felt his body tense in anger, his mind going blank with rage. But he knew that he had to keep his cool, to not give Kylo what he wanted.

"That's not it at all, Kylo," Hux said, his voice even and smooth. "I'm simply surprised that you would give her to me of all people."

Kylo chuckled, a look of amusement on his face. "Your methods of seduction leave something to be desired. I should know."

Hux frowned, his face turning red with anger. Kylo was always one step ahead, always proving that he was better than Hux. He was a constant thorn in Hux's side, and Hux wanted nothing more than to dispose of him once and for all.

"My methods of seduction are more effective than yours, Kylo," Hux said, his voice icy and calm.

Kylo chuckled, "Oh, really?"

Hux didn't respond, his eyes on you the entire time. He then moved into you more, pulling you into his body.

You felt his hand on your thigh, his grip possessive. His fingers slipped underneath your skirt, the sensation of his calloused fingertips sending shivers down your spine. His touch was firm and confident, the opposite of how you felt.

His finger made their way to your slit, and you let out a low moan as he slid his finger inside you.

"Oh, she's ready for you," Kylo said, a look of amusement on his face.

Hux smirked, pressing his lips against yours. He pulled you into him, your body pressed against his. You could feel his cock getting hard under you, his desire building up.

Hux pulled away from you, his smirk growing even wider as he looked at you. "Get on your knees," he demanded.

You nodded fervently, doing as you were told. You watched as Hux unzipped his pants, his cock hard and ready for you.

You leaned in, your lips wrapping around the tip of his cock. You slid your lips down his shaft, taking in as much as you could. As Hux moaned in pleasure, you felt him grab your hair and pull you closer.

Kylo watched the scene unfold, his cock growing harder with every passing moment. He watched as Hux pulled your head towards his cock, the way you took it with an eagerness that made him gasp. He looked at Hux, his eyes conveying a silent warning.

Hux ignored him, too consumed with pleasure.

You felt Hux's cock throbbing against your tongue as you worked him into a frenzy. Then, Hux grabbed your head, pulling you towards him.

"Get on the desk," Hux commanded, his voice hoarse and low.

You quickly complied, shuffling onto the desk. You sat on the edge, your legs dangling over the edge.

"On all fours," Hux demanded.

You nodded, moving into the position.

You looked back at him, seeing the smirk on his face. He grabbed your hips, pulling you towards him. He pushed your face into the surface of the desk, your body bent into a doggy style position.

He quickly positioned himself behind you, his cock slipping inside you in a single, swift thrust.

You let out a gasp as you felt his cock inside you, your body filled with the sensation of him. Hux's hands gripped your hips tightly, pulling you towards him as he thrusts into you.

You could feel him push deeper into you, his cock filling you up as it thrust into you. There was a desperation in his movements, a passion and hunger. It was something that you had never seen in Hux, and it drove you crazy.

"Do you like this, sweetheart?" Hux asked. He thrust into you again, his cock reaching into you.

You nodded, your voice hoarse. "Yes, oh god, yes," you moaned, trying to form the words.

Hux thrust into you, his cock filling you up. You could feel his body tense, his muscles shuddering with pleasure. He thrust into you, his cock pressing against your walls.

You let out a low moan as you felt him inside you. You felt yourself begin to tense, your body on the verge of an orgasm.

"Fuck," Hux moaned. He thrust into you, again and again.

You felt the sweat begin to drip down your face, your body aching with desire as you waited for release.

"Do you want me to cum in you, sweetheart?" Hux asked, his tone urgent.

You nodded, your voice hoarse. "Yes," you moaned.

Just then, the roar of Kylo's lightsaber came to life.

Hux’s body had started to relax as he was about to cum, but as soon as he heard the roar of Kylo’s lightsaber, his body tensed and he quickly pulled out of you and moved away. His hands were up in a defensive position, but it was too late. Kylo swung his saber towards Hux, piercing him in the abdomen. The movement was so fast that it almost seemed like time had stopped, and all you could see was the red light from Kylo’s saber reflecting off Hux’s body.

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You screamed out his name, a strangled cry of despair and rage. Then it all went silent, except for the faint sound of Kylo breathing hard and your own raspy breathing.

You watched in horror as Hux fell to the ground. You felt your legs give out as you fell to your knees. You reached out for Hux, your fingers hovering over his body.

You felt a hand on your shoulder, but you shrugged it off. You weren't ready to accept what was happening, and you weren't ready to turn around and face Kylo.

Then you felt Hux's hand clamp down over yours. You raised your head, turning around and looking at Hux. He was breathing heavily, his eyes half closed.

"Armitage?" You whispered, tears streaming down your face.

The name is uttered in a broken, shivering whisper, as if it doesn't know whether it should be allowed out into the world or not. It hangs in the air like a ghost, a reminder of what was and what could have been.

Hux's face was pale, his lips slightly parted as he took shallow breaths. His eyes were almost closed, almost as if he were struggling to stay conscious. Tears streamed down your face, some of them splashing onto Hux's hand as you reached out for him.

"Say something, please," you begged. "Please, say something!"

Hux's eyes flickered open for a moment, his lips parting to say something. You grasped your hands together, waiting for him to speak.

He let out a soft groan, a small smile on his face. His eyes fluttered close again, and this time they stayed closed.

"Armie, please, please!" You begged, your cries echoing in the now silent room.

Kylo looked down at you two in silence, his arm slowly lowering his saber. Your eyes flickered towards him, begging for help. Kylo simply shook his head, his gaze moving from Hux to you and back again.

You shook your head in denial, reaching out to hold Hux's hand. You pressed your ear to Hux's chest, hearing the faint beating of his heart.

"Oh gods, oh gods, oh gods," you whispered, your words rembling with each utterance.

You ran your fingers through Hux's hair, your eyes flicking back and forth between his face and Kylo. You wished that he would say or do something, anything that would make this all feel less real.

"Oh gods," you repeated again, your voice barely more than a whisper.  Your mind was racing, your emotions exploding.

You let out a sob, pressing your head against Hux's chest. You felt as if your entire body was shaking, your sobs shaking your entire body. You let out a strangled cry, your shoulders heaving as you cried.

Kylo's saber hummed, and then it went silent. He walked towards you, kneeling down in front of you. He could see the fear and anguish reflected in your eyes, the way your shoulders shook as you cried.

He put his arm around you, pulling you close to him. He held you close, your head against his chest as he stroked your hair.

You continued to cry, your breath coming out in spurts. You didn't know what to do or what to say. You just clung to Kylo, your body unable to move.

"It's ok," he whispered, his voice soft and soothing.

"No, it's not!" you're voice came out as a strangled cry.

"He- he was- he was going to- and- oh gods!"

You sobbed again, raspy sobs shaking you. Kylo held you tight, stroking your hair. He had no words of comfort for you, nothing that would make your pain and doubt go away.

"It's ok," Kylo repeated.

"No, it's not!" you shrieked, pulling away from him.

You shoved him away from you, your body shaking as you looked at him. "You- you did this!" you cried. "You killed him!"

"I did what I had to do," Kylo said. He rose to his feet, standing over you two.

"I did what I had to do," he repeated.

"But you didn't have to!" you sobbed.

His body is tense and he stands tall and imposing over you as he speaks. His face is expressionless, but his eyes speak of his determination to make sure you remember your loyalty to him.

"Remind me," Kylo then says your name. "How happy you are to be my queen."

"I am happy to be your queen," you answer, your voice barely more than a whisper.

"And how lucky you are," he continues.

"I'm lucky you chose me," you say.

"That's right," he says. "And remember that no matter what happens, I won't let anything happen to you. I will always protect you."

"I know," you answer, your voice weak.

His hand reaches out and he brushes your tears away. His eyes look into yours, his face softening. He leans in, his lips brushing yours as he kisses you.

Then, pulling away, you look down at Hux's body, starting to weep again. The air is thick with the smell of death, an acrid and sickening scent that fills your nostrils and takes away your breath. You can smell the faint trace of smoke from Ren's saber that killed him lingering in the air, a reminder of the violence that had ended his life.

Silence is all around you, the room seeming to mourn the death of its former occupant. A sob escapes from you as you realize that no matter what happened, nothing could bring him back.

You put your head down, tears streaming down your face. You close your eyes, hoping that everything was just a bad dream, that everything could just go back to how it was.

You feel a hand on your shoulder, a soft touch. You shake it off, not wanting to face Kylo. You don't want to admit to yourself that Hux was being taken away from you, that there was nothing you could do to stop it.

"Do you remember what I told you?" Kylo whispers in your ear.

"That I wouldn't let anything happen to me?" you whisper back.

"That's right," he says, his hand gently stroking your head.

Your eyes are closed, your mind reeling from the shock of everything that just happened. You can't believe that Hux is gone, that Ren had killed him. The shock of it all is almost too much for you to bear.

Just then, troopers came into the room. You quickly move hut's body, covering him and buttoning his pants for him. It wasn't right. This wasn't right.

You feel an overwhelming sense of disgust, repulsion, and disbelief. You hold the fabric of his shirt covering his chest, staring down at his lifeless form. You don't know why, but it doesn't feel right for him to be exposed.

You shut your eyes again as you hear the troopers taking his body away. You don't open them again, not until you hear his body be placed in a medical pod. You don't want to see him go. Your hand reaches out to touch his, your fingers brushing against his.

You hold onto his hand as the medical pod closes around him. You hear the hiss of the pod as it fills with frigid air, freezing his body to keep it preserved. You wonder if you will ever see him again, if you will ever see his smile or hear his laugh.

Your mind is reeling, images of him flashing through your mind. In your mind, he is still alive, still smiling. You can't accept any of it.

They are taking him away now, taking him off to the medical facility. You hear the soft slide of his body being placed on a medical gurney.

You hear the soft beeping as the pod is wheeled out of the room. You open your eyes again, looking down at the floor. You don't want to watch them take him away.

As the troopers leave the room, Kylo walks towards you. His hand reaches out, cupping your face and turning your head to face him.

"Come with me," he says.

You nod, standing up and following him out of the room. You don't want to be alone, and you know that Kylo is the only one you have left. He leads you through the corridors, his hand never leaving yours.

You don't know where you're going, but you don't really care. All you want is to be away from the death and the destruction, to be away from the memories of Hux. Your mind is a blur of emotions, and you can't seem to make sense of anything.

Kylo leads you to his quarters, the door opening with a hiss. You step inside, looking around at the dark, imposing space. Kylo walks past you, heading towards his desk. He picks up a bottle of amber liquid and pours it into two glasses.

He sits you down on the couch with him, handing you a glass.

You take a big sip, it burning the back of your throat as you swallow.

"I want you to thank me," Kylo says after taking a swig.

You look at him, confusion written all over your face.

"Thank you for what?" you ask, your voice barely more than a whisper. Surely he didn't mean thank him for.. Hux.

"For protecting you," he says, his voice low and husky.

You feel a shiver run down your spine as he leans closer to you, his warm breath brushing against your skin. You can feel his eyes on you, his gaze intense and penetrating.

"You're safe with me," he whispers, his hand reaching out to touch your cheek.

You pull away from his touch, feeling a sense of unease. You know that you should be grateful to Kylo for protecting you, but the way he's acting makes you uncomfortable.

"I know," you say, taking another sip of the drink. "But I think I need some time alone right now."

Kylo looks at you, disappointment flashing across his face. "Do you not want me here with you?" he asks, his voice soft.

You shake your head. "I just need some time," you say, standing up and placing the glass on the table. "Alone."

Kylo nods, his face clouded with emotion. "Of course," he says, standing up as well. "If you need anything, you know where to find me."

You nod, feeling a sense of relief as he leaves the room. You walk over to the window, staring out at the stars as they twinkle in the darkness. You don't know what the future holds.

As you stare out into space, your mind wanders to Hux. You can't believe that he's gone, that he's never coming back. You wonder what he would say if he could see you now, if he would be proud of the decisions you've made.

You feel a tear roll down your cheek as you think of him. You miss him so much already, and the pain is almost unbearable.

But you know that you have to keep going, that you have to be strong. You can't let yourself fall apart, not when there's so much at stake.

You take a deep breath and turn away from the window. You can't let yourself dwell on the past. You have to focus on the present and the future.

You sit down on the couch, feeling the weight of everything that had happened settling heavily on your shoulders. You close your eyes, trying to clear your mind.

But the memories keep flooding in. Hux's smile, his laughter, his touch. You can't stop the tears from flowing as you remember all the good times you had together.

Suddenly, you feel a hand on your shoulder. You jump, startled, and look up to see Kylo standing there, concern etched on his face.

"Are you alright?" he asks, his voice gentle.

You shake your head, unable to speak. You feel so lost and alone, and the pain is almost too much to bear.

Kylo sits down next to you, his arm wrapping around your shoulders. You lean into him, feeling a sense of comfort in his embrace. You don't know why, but you let yourself be held by him, let yourself feel a sense of safety in his arms.

He whispers soft words of comfort to you, his hand stroking your hair. You feel a sense of calm wash over you, and you let yourself relax into his touch.

As Kylo holds you, you feel your body start to tingle with desire. It's a feeling you haven't felt in a long time, not since Hux. You push the thought away, feeling guilty for even thinking about such things with Hux's body still fresh in your mind.

But Kylo senses the change in your body, and he leans in closer, his lips brushing against your ear. "Don't fight it," he whispers. "Let me make you feel good."

You feel a shiver run down your spine as his hand trails down your arm, his fingers lightly grazing your skin. You try to push him away, but he's too strong, too determined.

He pulls you closer, his lips finding yours in a passionate kiss. You try to resist, but the sensation of his lips on yours is too much to ignore.

As Kylo explores your mouth with his tongue, you can feel your body responding to him.

Suddenly, you jerk away from him, gasping for air. You realize what you're doing, and you feel ashamed. You can't believe that you were about to betray Hux's memory like that.

"I'm sorry," you say, pushing Kylo away. "I can't do this."

Kylo looks at you, his eyes blazing with anger and frustration. "What's wrong with you?" he demands. "Why are you pushing me away?"

You shake your head, unable to form any words. You just want to get out of there, to be alone with your thoughts.

"I need to go," you say, standing up and heading towards the door.

Kylo grabs your arm, pulling you back towards him. "Don't walk away from me," he growls. "You owe me this."

You shake your head, pulling your arm away from him. "I don't owe you anything," you say. "I need to be alone right now."

"I don't fucking think so-" Kylo growls, grabbing your arm again.

At that moment, the door to Kylo's quarters opens and one of his loyal stormtroopers steps in. Kylo immediately lets go of your arm and straightens up, his demeanor shifting to one of command. "What is it?" he asks, his voice firm and authoritative.

"Sir, we've received an urgent transmission from the First Order fleet," the stormtrooper says, his voice steady. "It's the resistance."

Kylo nods, his attention fully focused on the message. "I'll be there in a moment," he says, dismissively waving the stormtrooper away.

As soon as the door closes behind the stormtrooper, Kylo turns back to you, his eyes narrowed. "This isn't over," he says, his voice low. "We'll talk about this later."

You nod, not wanting to provoke him any further. You quickly make your way out of his quarters, feeling a sense of relief as he stormed away, helmet hissing on his head as he left.

As you make your way back to your own quarters, your mind races with thoughts of what just happened. You can't believe that you almost gave in to Kylo's advances, and the guilt of betraying Hux's memory weighs heavily on your mind.

You enter your room, closing the door behind you and sinking to the ground. You feel so lost and alone, and you don't know what to do. You want to be strong, to be the leader that the resistance needs, but right now you just feel broken.

You take a deep breath, trying to calm yourself down. You can't let Kylo's advances distract you from the fight ahead. You need to focus on the mission, on stopping the First Order once and for all.

But as you close your eyes, the image of Kylo's lips on yours flashes through your mind. You push it away, feeling disgusted with yourself for even thinking about it.

Then, the blast doors flew open.

"Oh my gods," Audrey exclaimed, running and hugging you. "Are you okay?"

You hadn't seen Audrey in weeks, maybe months. You weren't sure how much time had passed sine you left on that last date and then were held captive with Vicrul.

As Audrey held you tightly, you could feel the tears prickling at the corner of your eyes. You had missed her more than you could express, and her sudden appearance was a welcomed distraction from the internal turmoil you had been experiencing.

"I'm okay," you said, your voice catching slightly. "It's just been a difficult day."

Audrey pulled away, her hands on your shoulders as she looked you over. "Tell me everything," she said, gesturing for you to sit down on the bed.

You hesitated for a moment, unsure if you wanted to reveal everything that had happened. But as you looked into Audrey's concerned eyes, you knew you could trust her. You took a deep breath and began to recount the events of the day, from the resistance to Hux's death to Kylo's advances.

Audrey listened intently, her face growing more and more concerned as you spoke. When you finished, she sat in silence for a few moments, processing everything you had told her.

"That's just... so much," she said, her eyes wide. "You have so much weight on your shoulders."

You nodded, feeling tired and draining. "I'm just glad I have you here," you said, giving her a weak smile.

"Me too," Audrey smiled, wrapping an arm around you. "I'm here for you as a friend, and I'm here for you as a fellow resistance member. Whatever you need, I'm here for you. Even if that means betraying our first order vows. I'm down to take down an empire."

You nodded, feeling a sense of comfort wash over you.

You knew Hux wouldn't be here for you anymore, to hold you and comfort you when you felt this alone. But for now, Audrey was by your side, and you were grateful for her presence.

"You can't tell anyone about this," you said, your voice firm. You only trusted a few people with the information about your relationship with Hux and Ren, and Audrey was definitely one of them.

"Duh," Audrey said, rolling her eyes. "You know I'm not going to do that."

"I know," you said, your shoulders relaxing. "I'm just scared of what could happen if anyone found out."

"I bet," Audrey said. "But you're safe here."

You nodded, leaning against Audrey as you processed everything that had happened. Deep down, you knew you needed to be strong. You needed to keep fighting for the resistance, for Rey, to keep fighting for the people.

But for now, you needed a friend.

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You lay in bed and stare up at the white ceiling, the off-white paint blurring together as your eyes flutter and you drift away. The crisp scent of freshly washed sheets fill your nose, accompanied by the smell of Audrey’s perfume wafting off her skin. A hint of lavender lingers in the air, calming nerves and filling you with a deep sense of relaxation.

The two of you almost have never slept in the same bed but this was one of those nights where you needed it.

She lays there with you, breathing calmly and looking at the ceiling while you lay on your back, facing her. You lay there in bed, your face inches from hers. You can feel her breathing, shallow and slow. You can see her chest rise and fall with each breath she takes. You feel safe and warm with her.

"I love you," you whisper, your eyes closing.

"I love you too," she whispers back.

Without anything else to say, you linger there, holding hands and breathing together.

You fall asleep, feeling safe with your best friend at your side.

"My shining star," the voice feels faint. You look around, seeing nothing but a shimmering light around you.

You hear your name called again, this time the voice sounded so sweet and soft.

You blink, seeing Hux in front of you.

"Baby," he hums.

You knew you were dreaming, but gods you didn't care.

As you stare at Hux, your heart swells with longing and love. You reach out to touch him, but your hand goes right through him. You feel a sense of desperation wash over you as you realize this is just a dream and you can't actually be with him.

"Hux," you whisper, tears streaming down your face. "I miss you so much."

Hux smiles at you, the warmth in his eyes making your heart ache even more. "I miss you too, my love," he says, his voice soft. "But you have to keep fighting. For the resistance, for me, for us."

"W-what?" you murmur. "The resistance?"

Hux nods. "I spoke with a few resistance scouts before Kylo did what he did. I just needed them to kill Ren, to foil any of his plans. I know Rey spoke with you about the plans for the life destroying weapon. It's called the Arc. It was a detection device that would send out soundlegnths throughout the universe to detect Jedi, changing their DNA to implode them from the inside out. It-- I know it--," Hux paused, saying your name. "You helped build it."

"But I don't remember," you frowned, reaching out to touch him again.

"There is a chip in your shoulder blade. Remove it and you'll remember."

Your hand went through Hux again, feeling an urge to hold onto him. "How do I remove it?"

Hux shook his head. "I'm sorry, you'll have to figure it out on your own. Just don't let Kylo stop you. The resistance needs you. They are counting on you."

You stared at him, wanting him to stay. You didn't want to be awake without him. "Please, just leave me with some sort of sign."

Hux smiled sadly at you. "I'll be in your dreams, always, my little star."

You cried, reaching for him again. "Please, don't go."

"When you miss me, look up," Armitage says, motioning upward.

The night sky is a blanket of velvety black with glittering stars twinkling through it. One star, brighter than the others, stands out in the center as if painted on the sky in a dazzling gold. It's light is so intense that it almost looks like the sun is rising from the horizon again.

You wake up with a start, your body trembling with emotion as you realize it was all just a dream. Hux was gone, and you were alone in bed with Audrey by your side. The memory of the Arc weighed heavily on your mind, and you knew you needed to act fast.

Sitting up, you took a deep breath and focused on the chip in your shoulder blade. You could feel it there, a small bump beneath your skin. You took a deep breath and reached for it, gritting your teeth as you felt a sharp pain shoot through your body.

You couldn't get it out. Not with your hands. Or by yourself.

"Audrey," you said softly.

Audrey stirred beside you, her eyes blinking open. "What's wrong?" she asked, her voice groggy.

"I need your help," you said, reaching for her hand.

"There's something in my shoulder blade, I need you to help me get it out."

Audrey sat up, fully awake now. "Okay, let me see," she said, moving closer to you.

You lifted up your shirt and turned your back to her, feeling her fingers brush against your skin as she searched for the chip. It hurt, but you gritted your teeth and tried to remain still.

"There it is," Audrey said, her voice low. "Hold still. I- agh I can't get it."

"Then go get your pocketknife," you breathed out, rubbing your eyes.

"Whoa," Audrey turned you around to face her. "Are you going to tell me what this is about?"

"The memory, it's-- I- Audrey just go get it. I don't have time to explain."

Audrey looked at you, concern etched on her face. She nodded and got up from the bed, moving quickly to retrieve her pocketknife. When she returned, she handed it to you, her eyes never leaving yours.

"You're scaring me," she said softly.

You took the knife from her and turned back around, your hands shaking as you tried to steady yourself. You took a deep breath and placed the tip of the knife against your skin, feeling the cold metal press against your flesh.

The pain was sharp, but you pushed through it, slowly carving away at the skin around the chip until it was free. You pulled it out with a gasp of relief, staring down at it in your palm.

It was small, no bigger than a grain of rice, but it held so much power. It held the key to your memories, to your past, to everything that had led you to this moment.

"Thank you," you said softly, turning back to Audrey.

"You're welcome?" she said, eyebrow raised at you.

Flashes of images and scenes appeared in front of your eyes as if watching a movie on the big screen. You could suddenly see your parents' faces, feel the warmth of their embrace, and hear their laughter ringing in your ears. Every detail was vivid and real, almost as if you were there again.

The smell of fresh-baked bread fills the air as the memories flood back, a hint of lavender and sweetgrass lingering in the air. You can almost taste the aromas of your past – childhood laughter, your mother’s perfume, the first time you tasted chocolate cake – all coming back to you in an instant.

And then the memories of the academy. The ones you remembered but then the ones you didn't remember. The ones of Kylo Ren hand picking you out of your mechanics class. You were head of your class and he picked you for a special internship aboard the Star Killer.

You remember the long days and nights spent working on the Arc, the device that would destroy all Jedi in the galaxy. Your gaze is drawn to the Arc’s progress, its frame gradually growing and solidifying in front of your eyes. It’s a machine with no conscience, no thought given to its potential consequences. Its ominous silhouette fills the room like a dark presence, casting a pall over all of you who have toiling away on it.

The scent of the workshop filled your nostrils with a mix of oil and ozone, the chemical miasma seeping into your pores and clinging to your skin like a warning. The smell only seemed to increase your guilt as you worked, a reminder that you were complicit in this terrible act.

The guilt and shame overwhelmed you, and you knew you needed to make it right.

You stand up, feeling determined. "Audrey, I need to go. I need to make this right," you say, grabbing your clothes and getting ready to leave.

"Where are you going?" Audrey asks, her voice filled with concern.

"To join the resistance," you say firmly, looking her in the eyes. "They need me, and I need to make up for what I've done."

Audrey nods, understanding dawning on her face. "Okay," she says softly. "I'll come with you."

You smile, grateful for her support. Together, you leave the room and head out into the night, the stars shining above you like a beacon. You know that the road ahead will be difficult, but you're ready to face it head-on. You're ready to fight for what's right, and to make amends for the past.

And with Audrey by your side, you know that anything is possible.

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The task of stealing a ship was no easy one. And infiltrating the command center on a military base within an hour when Audrey showed up and asked for it felt impossible. If they were caught, they were going to be killed. But Audrey had flying clearance, especially because she tended to travel with important people throughout the sea. She was a mercenary-medic, one that often travelled with high ranking officers and politicians for medical reasons.

As you walk towards the shipyard, the memories continue to flood back, the good and the bad. You remember the day Armitage was executed, how the First Order had turned on him, branding him a traitor. You had watched in horror as they took him away, feeling helpless and alone.

But now, you had a new sense of purpose. You were going to make things right, and it all started with joining the resistance. As you board the ship, you feel Audrey's hand in yours, her presence giving you strength.

The ship takes off, soaring into the starry night sky. You know that the journey ahead will not be easy, that there will be obstacles and challenges to face. But you also know that you are not alone, that you have allies and friends who will fight by your side.

Together, you will make a difference. Together, you will create a better tomorrow. And as you soar towards the unknown, the starry night sky above you like a canvas waiting to be painted, you feel a sense of hope and determination wash over you.

The galaxy was vast, and the resistance was fighting against an oppressive regime that had seemed impossible to defeat. But you knew that with each step you took, with each battle you fought, you were making a difference. The memories of your past were a heavy burden to bear, but they were also a reminder of why you were fighting in the first place. To make amends, to right the wrongs you had committed, and to ensure that the galaxy would be a safe and just place for all.

As you and Audrey settle into your seats on the ship, you close your eyes and take a deep breath, feeling the hum of the engines beneath you. You knew that the road ahead would not be easy, but you were determined to see it through to the end.

The starry sky outside seemed to stretch on forever, filled with infinite possibilities and untold adventures waiting to be discovered. And with The ship shook as it entered hyperspace, and you felt a sense of excitement and anticipation wash over you. You didn't know what the future held, but you were ready to face it head-on, with Audrey by your side.

As the ship hurtled through space, you opened your eyes and looked out at the stars, feeling a sense of awe and wonder at the vastness of the universe. The memories of your past were still with you, but you knew that you could use them to make a difference, to help others, and to create a better tomorrow.

And so, you closed your eyes once more, feeling the thrum of the ship's engines beneath you, and took a deep breath, ready for whatever lay ahead.

"So," Audrey sighed. "Are you ready to talk about that big necklace you're wearing?"

You looked down at the red kyber crystal that sat against your collar bones, glowing bright like a beacon of hope and determination. Its facets glittered in the light, shimmering shades of ruby and gold that seemed to have been carved from another world. Its warmth radiated through your skin as you held it close, reminding you of the power that lay in its depths.

"It was a gift, I suppose," you started. "From K-" you stopped. it was almost painful to say his name. Surely he had been looking for you already. It had been almost four hours away from him.

Audrey noticed the change in your demeanor and placed a comforting hand on your shoulder. "It's okay," she said softly. "You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to."

But you knew that you needed to face your past, to confront the mistakes you had made and the people you had hurt. And so, you took a deep breath and continued.

"It was from Kylo," you said, your voice barely above a whisper. "He gave it to me. It was his way of marking me, of claiming me as his own."

Audrey's eyes widened in shock, but she didn't say anything. You could feel the weight of her gaze on you, but it didn't matter. You needed to get this off your chest, to lay bare the secrets that had been weighing you down for so long.

"It was a reminder of what I had done, of the people I had betrayed," you continued. "He owned me, and I was his slave."

Audrey's eyes narrowed in anger, and she shook her head, her face twisting in disgust. "No," she growled through clenched teeth, her jaw tightening. "You were never his slave. And you're not his slave now."

You shook your head, the weight of the memories still sitting heavily on your mind. "I'm not so sure," you said sadly. "Those memories are still with me, and they won't go away."

Audrey shook her head in frustration, her eyes narrowing in frustration at what you had said. "He doesn't own you," she said your name firmly. "He doesn't own you, and you never were his slave. He doesn't get to control your life like that."

You take a deep breath and look at Audrey. "I know," you sigh. "But those memories are still there. I can't...I can't forget what I've done."

You remembered the rest of the night on the forrest planet. After accepting the necklace, what Kylo had done to the planet. All of the joy, the festivities.. gone. He had obliterated the planet. You remembered the full carnage of the planet, the once lush green forest laid bare by an invisible force. The land charred and blackened, smoke billowing into the night sky. The once bustling night has turned to a sinister silence, no more laughter or joyous sounds. All you can hear are the creaking and crackling of what remains of the trees as they slowly burn to ashes.

What you remembered most of all is you just.. stood there. and watched. waited. sat there.

You remembered on the Night Buzzard, leaving the planet.. You are standing still, your mind heavy with guilt and sadness. Your gaze is fixed ahead, unseeing. Staring into the abyss of what used to be, at the destruction that lies in front of you. Flames consume the remains of the planet, the sky dark and clouded with smoke. You stand there, powerless to do anything but behold the ruins before you.

You were merely there to stand by Kylo's side as he single handedly destroyed an entire planet. For what? Because they were aligned with the resistance? For what is that for people to loose their lives?

You were disgusted with yourself.

Your name being called brought you back to the present day.

"Hey," Audrey said again.

You shook your head, trying to clear the memories that were still haunting you. "I'm sorry," you said, looking at Audrey. "I didn't mean to zone out like that."

"It's okay," she said, giving your hand a reassuring squeeze. "I know it's tough, but you can't keep holding onto the past. You need to let it go and focus on the future."

You nodded, knowing that Audrey was right. You couldn't keep letting the memories of your past control your present and future. You had to find a way to move on, to make amends for your past mistakes.

In some eerie way, what Audrey had said about letting go mirrored what Kylo had begged of you. It gave you chills.

You turned to her, and she gave you a small smile. "I know it's hard," she said softly. "But you're not alone. We're all here for you."

You nodded, feeling a sense of gratitude towards Audrey and the rest of your allies. They were the reason you were fighting, the reason you were determined to make things right.

"I know," you said, giving her a small smile in return. "Thank you, Audrey. You don't know how much it means to me."

She squeezed your hand, and you felt a sense of comfort wash over you. You knew that the road ahead would not be easy, but with Audrey and the rest of the resistance by your side, you were ready to face whatever came your way.

As the ship hurtled through space, you closed your eyes and took a deep breath, feeling the warmth of the kyber crystal against your chest. You knew that the memories of your past would never truly go away, but you were determined to use them to fuel your resolve and make a difference in the future. You would not let Kylo's actions define you, nor would you let his influence control your life any longer.

With a renewed sense of determination, you opened your eyes and looked out at the stars once more, feeling a sense of awe and wonder at the vastness of the universe. The infinite possibilities and untold adventures waiting to be discovered were still out there, and you were ready to face them head-on. No longer a slave to your past, but a warrior fighting for a better tomorrow.

*****

The ship landed swiftly, dust kicking up in billowing clouds around it. The door opened, and a dozen armed resistance soldiers appeared, each wearing the same uniform and carrying a blaster rifle. In the center of them were two figures: Audrey and you. Your eyes were filled with a determination, a sense of purpose that was palpable even as you stepped onto the dirt and dust of the base.

"Who are you?" the man at the front of the soldiers asked. "State your business."

The man stood tall and proud, his eyes blazing with an intensity that could be seen even from afar. His brown jacket was open at the chest and his hands were steady on the blaster rifle he carried. He had a thick layer of stubble on both sides of his face, and his hair was tousled in disarray.

The man's words were strong and commanding, echoing in the quiet surrounding the group like an unyielding chant.

You stated your names. "We want to speak to Rey," you started. But before you could finish you saw the man's eyes light up as you said your name.

"Holy shit," the man said, putting his blaster away. "It's really you. Rey has told me all- hey, everyone guns down. They're friends of the resistance!"

The soldiers lowered their weapons, and the man stepped forward, extending a hand towards you. "My name is Poe Dameron," he said. "I'm the leader of this resistance cell."

You shook his hand firmly, feeling a sense of camaraderie with the man. "It's good to meet you," you said, smiling. "We've come a long way to join you."

Poe nodded, his eyes flickering with a mixture of curiosity and excitement. "Rey has told me a lot about you," he said, his voice low. "She said you were a force to be reckoned with."

You couldn't help but feel a sense of pride at Rey's words. You had worked hard to become a skilled fighter, and it felt good to know that your efforts had not gone unnoticed.

"Come on," Poe said, motioning for you to follow him. "We have a lot to discuss."

As the group made their way through the base, you couldn't help but feel a sense of hope. This was it. This was where you could make a real difference, where you could fight against the oppression and devastation caused by the First Order, and where you could finally make amends for your past mistakes.

As you walked, you caught glimpses of the other resistance fighters, each one wearing the same uniform and carrying a sense of purpose with them. They all looked to you with a mix of curiosity and respect, and you knew that you had a lot to prove to them.

But you were ready. You were ready to fight, to make a difference, and to prove that you were not defined by your past, but by your actions in the present and future.

As you followed Poe deeper into the base, you felt a sense of excitement and anticipation building within you. The future was uncertain, but you knew that you had the strength and determination to face whatever came your way.

Poe led you and Audrey to a small conference room, where a group of Resistance leaders were waiting for you. Rey was among them, her face breaking into a smile when she saw you.

"Welcome," Rey said, motioning for you to take a seat. "We're glad you made it."

You sat down, feeling a sense of nervousness wash over you. These were the people who were leading the fight against the First Order, and you knew that you had a lot to prove to them.

"We've heard a lot about you," Leia said, her eyes studying you intently. "Your past with Kylo Ren is... troubling, to say the least."

You felt your face flush, knowing that your past was a black mark against you. "I know," you said, your voice barely above a whisper. "But I'm here to make amends. To help in any way I can."

Leia nodded, her expression softening. "We believe in redemption," she said firmly. "And we know that everyone has the potential to do good."

You felt a sense of relief wash over you, knowing that the Resistance was willing to give you a chance. You knew that you had a lot to prove, but you were ready to do whatever it took to prove your worth.

Rey smiled, her eyes sparkling with approval. "We're glad to have you on board," she said, her voice warm. "The fight ahead won't be easy, but with all of us working together, we can make a difference."

As the meeting continued, you felt a sense of excitement and anticipation building within you. This was it. This was your chance to make a real difference, to fight for a better future and prove that you were not Together, you would fight against the tyranny of the First Order, and ensure that freedom and justice prevailed in the galaxy once more.

As the meeting drew to a close, you stood up, feeling a sense of determination coursing through your veins. "I'm ready to fight," you said, your voice ringing out with conviction. "Let's bring down the First Order and make things right."

The Resistance leaders nodded, their faces filled with a sense of pride and hope. "For the galaxy," Rey said, her voice low. "For the people."

And with that, you knew that you had found your purpose. To fight for the greater good, to make amends for your past mistakes, and to ensure a brighter future for all those who lived in the galaxy.

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The training was intense and grueling, and it pushed you to your limits. But you were determined to become the best fighter you could be, to prove your worth to the Resistance and to yourself.

Rey was your main trainer, and she pushed you relentlessly, always pointing out your weaknesses and helping you to improve. It was tough, but you knew that it was necessary if you were going to be able to fight against the First Order.

Audrey was there with you every step of the way, offering words of encouragement and pushing you to keep going even when you wanted to give up. She was your rock, your constant support, and you knew that you couldn't have made it this far without her.

As the weeks went by, you could feel yourself getting stronger, faster, more skilled. You had become a formidable fighter, and you knew that you were ready for whatever the First Order could throw at you.

Finally, the day of the mission arrived. You had been preparing for this moment for months, and you were ready to put all of your training to the test. You and the other Resistance fighters slipped into your stealth ships and took off towards the First Order base.

The mission was simple: infiltrate the base, plant explosives, and get out before anyone even knew what had happened. But that was when the real plan would start.

You, Audrey, Finn, Rey, and Poe would disable the Arc. With your newfound memories, you knew just how to stop that machine. You had built it yourself, with the other mind wiped chess piece soldiers.

As you approached the base, your heart was pounding with a mixture of fear and excitement. This was it. This was the moment you had been training for, the moment when you would finally make a real difference in the fight against the First Order.

You landed the stealth ship on the roof of the base, and the team slipped out, their weapons at the ready. The air was filled with tension, and you could feel the weight of the mission bearing down on you.

As you made your way through the base, you encountered little resistance. Most of the First Order soldiers were asleep, and you were able to slip by undetected. But you knew that it was only a matter of time before someone caught wind of your presence.

Finally, you arrived at the Arc. It was an immense, hulking machine, its twisted metal and glowing circuits filling the room. You could feel the power emanating from it, and you knew that it was the key to the First Order's control.

"Come on," Rey said, motioning for you to go on. "You've got this. We'll stand watch."

Finn, Rey, Poe and Audrey all stood by the door as you started tinkering with the machine.

You were nervous, but you knew what you had to do. You started tinkering with the machine, pulling out wires and circuits and trying to remember which pieces you needed to disable. You could feel the eyes of the other Resistance fighters on you, watching your every move, but you tried to focus on the task at hand.

Suddenly, you heard footsteps approaching from down the hallway. You froze, your heart pounding in your chest. You knew that you had to work quickly, or else the First Order soldiers would catch you.

You started working faster, your hands moving with practiced ease. You could feel the sweat starting to bead on your forehead, but you didn't let it slow you down. You were so close.

You heard your name, turning around and seeing your friends force thrown against the wall. Even Rey, the strongest of all of them.

"Where have you been?" a thundering monotone voice mitts from Kylo's helmet as he storms in.

Your heart sank as you saw Kylo Ren enter the room. You had hoped that you could complete your mission without encountering him, but it seemed that fate had other plans.

You stood up slowly, your hand hovering over your weapon. You knew that you had to be careful, that Kylo was a formidable opponent and that one wrong move could mean certain death.

"I've been here," you said calmly, your voice steady. "Working to bring down the First Order."

Kylo's eyes flickered with recognition as he looked at you. You could see the conflict in his gaze, the battle between the light and dark sides of the Force raging within him.

"You," he said, his voice low. "You were one of my own. Why have you turned against us?"

You took a deep breath, trying to steady your nerves. "I couldn't stand by and watch as the First Order destroyed everything that I held dear," you said firmly. "I had to take a stand,

"You didn't have a problem with that on the forrest planet did you?" he smirks under his mask.

The memories came billowing back to your mind. The screams. The agony. And you just stood by.

You felt a wave of guilt wash over you as Kylo spoke. He was right - you had stood by and done nothing as innocent lives were lost. But you knew that you had to make things right.

"I made a mistake," you said quietly, your voice filled with remorse. "But I'm trying to make amends. To fight for what's right."

Kylo regarded you for a moment, his expression inscrutable. You could feel his power radiating off of him, and you knew that he could easily overpower you if he wanted to.

But then, to your surprise, he stepped back, his hand falling away from his lightsaber. "You are lost," he said, his voice heavy with regret. "But perhaps you can still be saved."

He reached out his hand, the Kyber Crystal on your neck glowing bright as you started bending at your knees. He was making you bow to him.

"I-I" you tried to fight it but you were brought to your knees with ease. You looked toward your friends, still all knocked out.

Kylo Ren towered over you, his hand still outstretched. His offer of redemption hung in the air, tempting you with its promise of forgiveness and salvation. But you knew that it came with a price, a price that you might not be willing to pay.

You gritted your teeth, your hand tightening around your weapon. You knew that you had to make a decision, and quickly. Kylo was not a patient man, and he was not one to be trifled with.

With a burst of determination, you pushed yourself up from the floor, your weapon at the ready. You glared at Kylo, your eyes filled with defiance.

"I will not bow to you," you spat, your voice dripping with venom. "I will not submit to your will."

Kylo regarded you coolly, his eyes flickering with amusement. "You are brave," he said. "But your bravery will be your downfall."

With a flick of his wrist, Kylo drew his lightsaber.

You drew your blaster, holding it up to him.

He laughed, looking at you. "Are you fucking serious, little girl?"

You gritted your teeth, your grip tightening around the blaster. "I am deadly serious," you said, your voice low and determined. "I will do whatever it takes to stop the First Order, even if it means taking you down."

Kylo's expression hardened, his lightsaber igniting with a crackle of power. "So be it," he growled, charging towards you.

You dodged his first strike, rolling to the side and firing off a shot in his direction. It missed him by inches, but it was enough to make him pause.

You took advantage of his hesitation, firing off a flurry of shots as you charged towards him. He deflected them with his lightsaber, his movements fluid and graceful.

You could feel the sweat starting to bead on your forehead as you fought, your heart pounding with fear and adrenaline. But you knew that you couldn't give up, not now. You had come too far, fought too hard, to let Kylo Ren stop you now.

Kylo swung his lightsaber towards your head, but you dodged it at the last second, feeling the heat of the blade as it sliced through the air. You aimed your blaster at his chest, but he deflected the shot with a flick of his wrist.

"You are no match for me," he spat, his eyes glinting with malice.

You gritted your teeth, your determination growing stronger. You knew that you had to find a weakness, a way to defeat him.

"Please," you stopped. "Kylo.." you held your blaster up. "I don't want to hurt you."

Kylo laughed, the sound ringing through the air like a death knell. "You are a fool," he said, his voice low and menacing. "I am beyond redemption. And so are you."

"But you aren't." you dropped your blaster, holding out your hand. "You aren't beyond redemption."

Kylo regarded you with suspicion, his lightsaber still humming in his grip. His eyes narrowed as he studied your outstretched hand, his expression unreadable.

"You think that you can save me?" he sneered. "You, who have betrayed your own kind? You, who have allied with the Resistance?"

"There is good in you, Kylo," you said, your voice softening. "I can sense it. I believe that you can be redeemed."

Kylo's face twisted with rage, his lightsaber blazing with red fury. "I am beyond redemption!" he roared. "I am the Supreme Leader of the First Order, the master of the Dark Side! I am the one who will bring the galaxy to its knees!"

"But at what cost?" you asked quietly. "Is power really worth sacrificing everything that you hold dear? Your own humanity?"

Kylo faltered, his expression flickering with uncertainty. You could see the conflict warring within him, the battle between his desire for power and his inner demons. You could sense his vulnerability, his pain, and you knew that you had to reach him before it was too late.

"Please, Kylo," you said, your voice gentle. "You don't have to be alone. You don't have to be consumed by the Dark Side. There is a way out."

Kylo stared at you, his eyes searching your face. You could see the turmoil in his gaze, the pain and the fear that he had been hiding for so long. And then, to your surprise, he lowered his lightsaber.

"I don't know how to be anything else," he said, his voice low. "I am what I am. A monster."

"No," you said firmly. "You are not a monster. You are a person, with feelings and desires and dreams. You can be more than what you are. Kylo, remember the night you took me to the picnic on that moon? You told me you never had felt more peace than at that moment."

Kylo's eyes darted away from yours, a flicker of pain crossing his face. "That was a long time ago," he muttered, his voice barely audible. "Before everything fell apart."

"But it doesn't have to be that way," you said, stepping closer to him. "You can still have that peace, that happiness. You just have to let go of the darkness."

Kylo regarded you for a long moment, his eyes searching yours. You could feel the intensity of his gaze, the weight of his power. But there was something else there too, something that you couldn't quite put your finger on.

And then, in a sudden burst of clarity, you saw it. The flicker of hope, the glimmer of humanity. It was there, buried deep within him, but it was real.

You took a step closer, reaching out your hand. "Come with me," you said, your voice gentle. "Let's go home."

Kylo looked at your outstretched hand, then back up at you, his eyes softening. He took a deep breath and slowly lowered his lightsaber, the red blade extinguishing with a hiss. He looked at you with a mix of fear and uncertainty, his mind racing with conflicting thoughts and emotions.

Just then, footsteps running toward kylo caused him to turn around. You saw Audrey, running toward Ren with the blaster in her hand.

Kylo turned to face Audrey, his hand extended as he used the Force to pull the blaster out of her grasp. She stumbled forward, her eyes wide with fear, as Kylo regarded her coolly.

"You should have stayed out of this," he said, his voice low and menacing. "You have no idea what you are up against."

Audrey glared at him, her hands clenched into fists. "I know enough to want to stop you," she spat. "You and your First Order are responsible for so much death and destruction. I won't let you continue to hurt people."

Kylo regarded her for a long moment, his eyes flickering with annoyance. And then, with a flick of his wrist, he sent Audrey flying backwards with a blast of Force energy. She hit the ground hard, her body crumpling as she gasped for air.

You knew Audrey was just distracting Kylo meanwhile you pulled the last wire from the Arc, disabling it forever. It made a loud whirring sound, starting to shut down and fall apart before your eyes.

Kylo turned back to you, his face twisted with rage. "You think you have won, little girl?" he snarled. "You will pay dearly for this."

But before he could make a move, there was a blinding flash of blue light from behind Kylo.

Rey and Finn stand tall, their lightsabers blazing a bright blue. The blades are thin and elegant, radiating power and strength with each wave and thrust of the blades. They shimmer in the light, casting shadows on the walls and floor as they move. Poe right behind them holding two blasters.

"Stop this now, Ren," Rey warned.

Kylo turned around slowly, his face contorted in rage. He opened his mouth to speak, but before he could, Rey charged forward, lightsaber held high. Kylo immediately parried her wave of attacks, sparks flying as the two red blades clashed with the blue blades.

She managed to kick him in the side, using the Force to push him backward. Kylo stumbled back, snarling like a wild animal as he fought against the pain.

"I will stop you, Ren," Rey said. "I will stop you."

At that moment, Finn stepped in, attacking Ren from the side. He swung his lightsaber at Ren's back, causing the dark warrior to cry out in pain. The three of them were fighting in perfect harmony, each attack easily blocked at the same time as they struck at him from all directions.

Kylo growled, the sound low in his throat. He extended his hand, and a shelf full of books behind Rey flew toward her, crashing into her back, sending her crashing to the floor. Finn struggled to protect Rey, but Ren was a powerful adversary, using the Force to push Finn's body against the wall.

Audrey ran toward Kylo. But at his wave of his hand, she was lifted off her feet and thrown against the far wall.

Poe fired his blaster at Kylo, but the dark warrior deflected the blasts with his lightsaber, swatting them away like annoying flies.

Rey stumbled to her feet, her head reeling from the blow.

She glanced toward the others, a weary look in her eyes.

"Again," she whispered.

Kylo charged toward her, his lightsaber raised. Rey parried his attacks with the old lightsaber, blocking each blow with a determined expression on her face.

"You're beaten," Kylo hissed. "You and your friends will never defeat the dark side."

Rey locked her gaze with Kylo's, her eyes fierce with determination. "We don't have to defeat the dark side," she said. "We just have to show that there is another way."

Kylo snarled, his lightsaber striking down hard against hers. "There is no other way," he spat. "I am the way. I am the power."

Rey smiled grimly. "Then we'll just have to prove you wrong." With that, she lunged forward, her lightsaber blazing with a bright blue light.

Kylo met her attack head on, their blades clashing in a shower of sparks. They fought fiercely, each one determined to emerge victorious. Finn and Poe fired their blasters at Kylo, but he deflected their shots with ease, his focus solely on Rey.

The arc behind you started to tumble, it falling toward you before you knew it. You screamed, causing Kylo to turn around.

Kylo didn't waste a moment, running toward you and shielding your body with his own.

The two of you tumbled to the ground as the arc crashed down around you, debris flying in every direction. You clung to Kylo's body, feeling the heat of his skin against yours as you both sheltered from the falling wreckage.

When it was over, Kylo pushed himself up, helping you to your feet. You both stood there, breathing heavily, taking in the destruction around you.

For a long moment, there was silence. And then Kylo turned to you, his eyes searching yours. "Are you hurt?" he asked, his voice low.

You shook your head, feeling a sense of relief wash over you. "No, I'm okay," you said. "Thank you."

Kylo regarded you for a long moment, his eyes softening. And then, in a sudden burst of emotion, he stepped forward and pulled you into a tight embrace.

You could feel his body shaking with emotion, his arms holding you close. You hesitated for a moment before wrapping your own arms around him, feeling the weight of his body against yours.

For a moment, the two of you stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, the only sound the sound of your breathing.

And then, slowly, Kylo pulled away, looking at you with a mixture of sadness and regret. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "For everything."

You could see the pain etched on his face, the weight of his guilt and shame. You knew that he had done terrible things, but you also knew that he was capable of redemption.

"I know," you said softly. "But it's not too late. You can still make things right."

Kylo looked at you with a mix of surprise and hope. "Do you really believe that?" he asked, his voice trembling.

You nodded, a small smile playing at the corners of your mouth. "I do," you said. "I believe in you."

Kylo took a step forward, his gaze intense. "Will you help me?" he asked. "Will you help me make things right?"

You nodded again, feeling a sense of purpose fill you. "I will," you said. "We will do it together."

Kylo smiled, a small and genuine smile. And in that moment, you knew that anything was possible. For the first time in a long time, you felt hope. Hope for a future where the light could overcome the darkness, where love and compassion could triumph over hate and fear.

You lean towards Kylo, your eyes locked on his. His eyes are full of emotion, his lips parted slightly in anticipation.Your kiss was gentle and light, like a soft whisper that carried a thousand words of love with it. You could hear the steady beating of your heart, your breath becoming one, as you held each other close.

The first touch of your lips together felt like an electric spark. For a moment everything was frozen, hung in a beautiful, fractured moment of potential. Then Kylo kissed you back, gathering you in his arms. The kiss was sweet, soft and tender, a gentle pressing together of lips and longing.

Cheering from behind caused the two of you to break the kiss.

"Get a room," Audrey smiles slightly though her expression is pained from the coughing, her face lightly bruised in shades of purple and blue.

Kylo turned to Audrey and Finn, a small smile forming on his lips. "We'll have to wait until later," he said, "when things are a bit more settled."

The group shared a laugh, feeling a sense of camaraderie and hope for the first time in a long time. They had faced the darkness together, and they had emerged stronger for it.

As they made their way out of the wreckage, Kylo took your hand, his grip strong and sure. You looked up at him, feeling a sense of warmth spread through your body. For the first time in a long time, you felt like you had found your home.

Together, you walked out of the ruins and into the bright light of a new day. The future was uncertain, but you knew that as long as you had each other, you could face whatever came your way.