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Ren told you once he had comm'd who he needed to and engaged the hyperdrive that you were headed for Sacorria, where Lando lived with his wife Tendra. He told you it was a Core world. You asked if it was like Coruscant, and he replied it wasn't. The planet was quiet these days with a lot of forests and fields.
You nodded and then stared at him in the silence of the ship. You had spent days trying to get back to him, and now it was over. It had happened so quickly. There was some part of you that still couldn't believe it was real. You wanted to tell him that you had felt his pain, that you had called out for him, that you had missed him.
You opened your mouth to speak, but he blurted out, "Do you have an extra hair tie?"
You blinked. "Wha-- Yeah. Probably. Let me look."
You went over and popped open the crate to search for an extra hair tie. You knew you'd had a bunch of them when on the Finalizer. You'd left a pile of them on the narrow shelf under the mirror in the refresher. After a little digging, you found your stash scattered over the bottom of the crate.
"How many you need?" you asked as you stood and turned.
Ren was hardly a foot away, towering over you. "Just the one is fine."
You held up a little band, and he plucked it from your fingers before ducking into the tiny refresher. You frowned to yourself as you latched the crate closed once more. He was acting closed off and weird. Weirder.
From the open refresher came his muffled voice, "I don't think I can do this."
You wanted to smack your own forehead. You just gave a newly disabled man a hair tie. How was he supposed to put up his hair? Sure, he had the Force, but he'd obviously never used it that way before.
You told him to come out and sit on one of the fold-down seats which lined the ramp wall. He came out looking put-out and sullen. He flipped a seat down, sat sideways on it, and held up the tie for you to take.
You didn't comment as you came up behind him and finger-combed his dirty hair back. He seemed to relax at your touch, so you kept at it until he let out a deep breath. You found you could only gather the top half of his hair back, but that seemed to hide its unwashed state enough.
Once you were done, you leaned over his shoulder and kissed his cheek. You felt his face move as he grinned, and you slid your arms around his shoulders. He pushed his left hand under your sleeve to touch your forearm and keep you against him. You couldn't stop yourself from kissing his jaw and moving your way back to the sensitive spot just under his ear.
He quaked against you, but whispered for you to stop. You propped your chin between your arm and his neck and sighed. You were handling the situation all wrong.
He thought at you, 'I don't want... You don't understand. I just need--' "Fuck," he lowly swore.
"It's okay if you don't want to," you assured him. Maybe he didn't feel right with all that had gone on. He was injured, after all. You didn't want to press him, so you eased back from him.
In response to your movement, he latched onto your arm and pulled you against him. "No, I want you. I want it--you--all day. But if we start..."
It dawned on you then, because you had felt the same earlier, and you finished for him, "You won't want to stop."
He nodded and let out a breath in relief. "I missed you so much," he murmured.
"I missed you too, sweetheart."
Ren leaned to the side to meet your eyes. "You heard me."
"I heard that," you confided.
A beeping from the cockpit forced a resigned sigh from him. He released your arm and stood. He told you the ship had arrived at Sacorria and that you should sit until he'd landed. You took the now-abandoned seat as he hurried to the cockpit. After a few minutes, you heard his deep voice as he confirmed dock platform and speeder request.
Once the transport had settled and the ramp was lowered, you stood and walked out onto the dock in Dorthus Tal City. The late morning air was cool and crisp, and the sun's light was diffused by a blanket of high white clouds. The winding, raised dock platform was supported by graceful lotus-shaped pillars. Surrounding the area, which seemed to be on the outskirts of the city, were forests of tall trees in a riot of colors. There were blood reds and vivid oranges and yellows so bright they stood out like fire in the night.
You turned back to the ship to see Ren standing there in his gray scrubs and slip-ons. He wasn't watching you, and you followed his gaze to an incoming speeder. When the speeder stopped in the middle of the dock in front of the ship, Ren disappeared inside in the shuttle. As the driver came around, the crate with all of your and Ren's worldly possessions slid down the ramp. The driver greeted you and Ren and loaded the crate into the back of the vehicle.
You hopped into the backseat of the speeder as Ren and the driver sorted out the specifics and payment for docking. They were mundane details which you didn't care about, so you slouched in the back and stared out the speeder window. After a few minutes, Ren slid in beside you and pulled you with the Force across the smooth leather bench.
He put his right arm around you, and the metal plate where his arm abruptly ended rested on your shoulder. As the speeder lifted off and headed for your final destination--which you didn't even know--you tentatively touched the plate and the skin which surrounded it. The plate was hotter than his skin, and there were small outlets of varying sizes in the metal. You mindlessly ran your fingertips over the outlets and felt Ren shiver beside you.
It wasn't long before the speeder turned onto a long U-shaped driveway and eventually slowed down in front of a sprawling hacienda surrounded by fields of tall golden-tipped grasses. The adobe walls were thick and pale with wine-colored vines creeping up around the wide double front doors. The landing pad, which took up the whole width of the house, was polished duracrete dyed to match the tan pea gravel on either side.
As the speeder settled on the landing pad, the front door slid open and out stepped a beautiful woman who looked to be in her late forties or early fifties. She had honey-colored hair with striking gray streaks at her temples. She was wearing a long navy blue dress with a smoky lavender embroidered serape-style jacket over it.
She was smiling at Ren and you as the speeder's doors automatically opened. "Ben!" she exclaimed as she approached and then she looked to you. "And who's this?"
Ren made introductions as you both filed out of the speeder. This was Tendra--Aunt Tendra to Ren. You offered your hand with a polite hello. She took your hand in both of hers and got a good look at you.
"Aren't you a sight," she warmly remarked. It felt like a compliment, as though she was saying you looked like someone or something she hadn't seen in awhile, and you smiled with a shrug.
In the meantime, the driver placed the crate onto the landing pad. You thanked the driver, and Ren nodded in acknowledgement. The driver said he'd be available for transport back to the dock and just to comm for him. Ren said he would, and the driver left the three of you on the landing pad.
Once the speeder was out of sight, Tendra turned to Ren and said, "Leia tells me you're back with us."
"I'm definitely not with the First Order," Ren offered. It wasn't an agreement exactly, but it was better than saying his mother was forcing the two of you to search the galaxy for all the Jedi and Sith knowledge you could find.
She turned to you. "And you?"
"I was never with them."
The smile she gave you both was bright and accepting. "Smart girl," she said. "Well, come in, have a bite to eat, get settled." She gestured to usher you both to the front door. "Lando and Chance are on Coruscant until tomorrow," she said over her shoulder.
Ren picked up the crate with the Force and walked it into the house. You trailed behind, admiring the colorful holoart of landscapes hanging on the cream-colored walls as you entered the stylish home. There were dark wood beams overhead and sleek iron sconces illuminating the interior. The floors were like seamless satin and almost the same color as the walls. Across the living room's back wall was a long exterior accordion door. You saw through the transparisteel of the door a courtyard with a bubbling fountain in the middle. It was so tranquil that you wanted to sit out there despite the crisp air.
Ren left the crate in the living room, and you both followed Tendra's lead to a wonderfully modern kitchen. She told you to sit at the bar, which was part of the island in the middle of the kitchen. She didn't bother asking if either of you were hungry as she went about reheating two bowls of something. As they warmed, the food smelled of meat and spice. You couldn't place it, but you were interested--as was your stomach.
The meal went by quietly. Tendra puttered around the kitchen as you and Ren ate a spicy broth soup with little morsels of meat and vegetables in it. The ice water you had been given--from the tap and fresh as a spring--did little to wash away the soup's spicy heat. However, it was a pleasant burn and warmed your whole body.
Dessert was a little plate of jade rose marshmallows. They were little downy clouds of floral sweetness. No previous dessert came close to how mellow and soft and absolutely delicious they were. It was like a revelation. You met Tendra's eyes as you finished one, and she kindly chuckled at your overwhelmed face. She asked if you like them, and you bobbed your head as you shoved another marshmallow in your mouth.
You looked over at Ren to find him studying you. Without warning, he reached up and gently wiped a little powdered sugar from your chin. His eyes mapped your face, your hair, and you so badly wanted to lean over and kiss him.
Tendra cleared her throat. "You two will probably want to rest now."
You glanced over at her and willed your heated cheeks to cool down. You must be so obvious.
Ren tilted his head down as he spoke, "Excuse us, Aunt Tendra."
She waved her hand with a smirk. "I know love when I see it." She cleared the dishes from the island and teased, "You two can set up in the south wing--seeing as you'll want privacy."
Tendra didn't waste time getting you and Ren to a south-wing bedroom. She showed you the en-suite bathroom and where the closet light switch was and how to adjust the window transparency/opacity. Ren placed the crate in the closet as Tendra made her way out of the room. You both thanked her for her hospitality, and she replied by saying it was her pleasure. She winked at you before she stepped into the hallway, and the door slid closed behind her.
Ren locked the door with a press of a button and turned to you.
"Alone at last," you murmured.
He hummed in agreement and stalked towards you. You moved back, keeping your eyes on him, until you were touching the wall. He seemed to be focused on your mouth as he pressed himself against you. You could feel the thick line of his growing erection as it pushed against your belly.
You watched his face as you put your hands on his waist, and he seemed to settle at your touch. His cock twitched at the contact, and he pressed his right elbow to the wall next to your head to curl around you. You felt as if you were both moving through water as your lips got closer.
Ren put his hand on your jaw and gently tilted your head. And then you seemed to crash against him. It had been too long since you'd had him like this--his full lips against yours, his tongue teasing yours, sharing breath like the two of you were one entity.
His lips tasted like marshmallow, and his skin smelled like salt.
His hand drifted down your throat, between your breasts, to your waist. You felt him tugging at your belt until the knot was free, and he let the belt slide down to the floor.
He broke the kiss to murmur against your lips, "So many layers."
You smiled up at him as you looped your arms behind his neck. "It was your design."
"Only to protect you."
"But I don't need that right now."
"Not with me," he agreed as he found the waistband of your leggings.
You could practically feel his urgency. He wanted to touch you all over and taste you--from your lips to the arches of your feet--and feel connected with you. He had thought he'd lost you on the Finalizer, but here you were in his arms, pressed up against him. You never wanted to let him go.
You breathed out, "Don't stop."
Ren kissed you again, hungrier than before, as he urged your leg to hook over his hip with his left hand. You hardly needed an invitation to climb him and wrap your legs around his waist. His right arm went around your ribs as he used the Force to keep you up and get you to the bed.
He got one knee on the bed and lowered you down onto the fluffy comforter covering the mattress. He pushed one side of your robes aside, but couldn't easily move the other and support himself at the same time. You took mercy on him, and untied your under robe to spread the fabric wide.
He paused and stared down at the compression top--the last bit covering your torso. "Push it up."
You bit your bottom lip as you dragged the tight fabric up and let out a breath when your breasts were revealed. Ren groaned and bent forward to leave open-mouthed kisses over your chest. He teased one nipple, dragging his teeth over it, and then moved to the other to give it the same loving treatment.
You fisted his shirt, pulling him against you, silently pleading for more. He slid up your body, dragging his cock between your legs, and kissed you again. You couldn't stop pushing your pelvis against his because you needed contact. He practically purred as you reached down and grabbed his ass to pull your bodies together.
He flexed against you as you ran your hands up his back, your fingertips in the divot of his spine. His skin was so hot under your palms. You could feel the feverish ridge of his erection as it ground against you. It almost hit where you need it, but your leggings and underwear were in the way.
You kissed his stubbled jaw and begged him to touch you. He didn't waste any time as he pushed his hand between your bodies and under your leggings and panties. Your breath caught in your throat as he slid fingers up your drenched slit and touched your clitoris.
"Right there," you whispered.
"So wet." He seized your bottom lip between his teeth and gave it a suck as he circled and pressed against your clit with callused fingers. He rocked his hips against the crease of your thigh and let out a soft groan. "Fuck, I'm gonna blow the second I get inside you."
You buried your face in his neck and whimpered at the thought of his big cock thrusting inside you. You moved with his fingers, you were so close, and felt your body tightening up. There were warring desires in your head--one wanted to savor, but the other needed it hard and fast. He said something, but you didn't catch it. You only felt the rumble of his deep voice.
You looked up at him, at his flushed face, and met his blown-pupiled eyes. It was real, and he was touching you, working your body in his familiar way. And it was so much, too much, and you couldn't contain it. You shuddered as your pussy clenched on nothing as you came. You felt the throbbing heat of it expand from between your legs to the back of your head.
"That's it," he whispered and pressed his hand tight against your mound with his fingers still against your clit. "I can feel it."
You shook under him and leaned up for a kiss. Ren didn't deny you, and he kissed you hard and deep. You struggled to hook your thumbs under the waistbands of your clothes. You wanted him in you now, but it was like your hands wouldn't listen to you.
Ren sat up and tore his shirt off, wiping at his armpits before throwing the shirt away. You sat up to run greedy hands up his scarred stomach and then dragged your nails down his chest. Delicate pink lines bloomed in your wake, and he bent to your touch with a hungry gasp.
He hastily grabbed one of your ankles, making you flop onto your back, and brought it to his shoulder. He steadied your leg with his right arm as he yanked the zipper of your boot with his left. You helped by flexing your leg to stretch the zipper out. Ren wrenched your boot off and threw it in the same direction as his shirt.
With little finesse, he pulled your leggings and underwear down your thighs by the waistband. You got one leg free and wrapped it around his waist. He didn't bother to strip your other leg, he simply pressed your knee out to expose your dripping cunt. He cursed as he stared down at you and then tugged down his loose pants. His hard cock stood out from his body, red and wet at the tip.
"Guide me in," he demanded as he propped himself on his left arm.
You reached down and wrapped a hand around his dick to help him. He moved with you and gnawed at his bottom lip as the tip nestled in your slick folds. You angled your pelvis up a little and got his cock settled at the opening of your vagina. You gently tugged him forward and then released him to stroke your sensitive clit.
Inch by slow inch, he pushed his big cock inside you while watching the space between your bodies shrink. The delicious penetration had you rolling your eyes back into your head and holding onto his hips. It felt so good, like a relief somehow to be full of him once more.
Ren eased down onto his elbows over you. In response, you slid your hands from his strong hips to his broad ribs to his solid upper arms. You stared at each other for a long moment.
"I'm never letting you go," Ren vowed.
"Then don't," you simply replied. At the beginning, you would've fought him, denied him, hated him for his claim. It seemed like a reassurance now. He had you, and he never wanted to be parted from you.
He had, surprisingly, convinced you. He had earned your trust. You knew had your positions been reversed, he would've come for you on D'Qar. He would've destroyed anything and anyone unfortunate enough to have stood in his way. To have a force like that at your side was a sublime phenomenon--not even your younger self would've thought it possible.
Ren pressed his forehead to yours and ground his pelvis against yours, and his dark eyes stared into yours. You took all of him inside yourself, and felt that blood-hot rain that was his spirit. You rocked your hips, feeling every solid inch of him, and breathed with him and felt him truly with you.
You were pretty sure you weren't going to come like this, but it didn't matter. You encouraged him, whispering how you wanted it, how good his cock felt inside you. You told him you were his. He softly groaned at your intense words.
He closed his eyes and began gasping at each rolling thrust. His high cheekbones were stained pink as pleasure rushed through his bones. You felt the second his storming mind blanked out and paused with orgasm. The hot gush of his release filled you, and your cunt clenched at the exquisite sensation. You brushed your lips against his as you trailed soothing hands down his flanks, and he all but collapsed on top of you.
You hugged him with arms and legs, pressing your cheek to his sweaty temple. You felt him kiss your shoulder and run his swollen lips up your neck. He caressed your face with his left hand and kissed you again.
Once he broke the kiss, he eased out of you and sat up. He ran his hand up your inner thigh and commented that he'd made a mess out of you.
You grinned up at him and said, "I guess you'll have to clean me up, then."
There was a predatory gleam in his eye as he offered, "Shower, my lady?"
You laughed as he suddenly pulled you up onto his lap. This was the future, you realized. Your days would be spent roaming the galaxy with Kylo Ren at your side.
You couldn't wait.