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The scent of fragrant palms wafted past your nose. You found yourself staring at the mouth of an open cave. Back on Scaidu.
You had wandered a bit away from your home, much to your mother’s likely annoyance. You were only following a silly little lizard you found lying on the outskirts of your doorstep. You gave it a poke and it wriggled, then skittered away. You were foolish enough to pursue it.
Before you had even realized, you were standing in the middle of the forest. That lizard had slithered into the mouth of a cave, causing you to lose track of it. A small sense of fear started creeping into your spine, reminding you that you were alone.
Still, the curiosity of exploration compelled you. You stepped into the cave, deep into the darkness.
It smelled funny in there. A bit like sulfur. Small drops of water drop from stalactites on the ceiling, echoing on the wet walls. You could spot small patches of illumination in the water, some sort of fluorescent microbes swimming in the stagnant liquid.
You’re brought out of your curious daze by a growl. You couldn’t tell where it came from. The echoing confused you, left you disoriented. Fear reignited in you, causing your breathing to quicken.
As you take a few steps back, a creature barely comes into view. Its body was low to the ground, stalking. Five glassy eyes blinked out of sync, staring at you. Your fear freezes in your bones, causing you to lose your footing. You skid back, sucking in air through your teeth. You could see that your knee was skinned, fresh blood trickling down your leg.
The creature lifts its head as it slowly advances, nostrils flaring. Another growl vibrates from it, louder this time. It looked like it was ready to pounce.
You scuttle backwards, breath quick and shallow. You had nothing to defend yourself with. Another growl, turning into a snarl, and then the creature pounces. You let out a small shriek, putting an arm up to brace yourself.
The next thing you remember is your mother calling your name. You slowly open your eyes, the oppressive sun beating down onto you. Your mother’s face comes into focus, briefly blocking out the sun above.
She was calling your name, panic thick in her voice. You cough and wince, feeling sore all over.
“What happened?”
You lightly lift your head up to see that you were at the mouth of that cave. It was mostly caved in now, large boulders crumbled inwards. You look down and see that you’ve gotten a few more scrapes and bruises.
You vaguely hear your mother scolding you while holding you close to her body. Yelling about wandering off, thinking that you were dead, et cetera.
You stare at the rubble through squinted eyes, still confused.
“I’m sorry momma. I won’t do it again. I don’t know what happened. How did I get out of there?”
Your mother looks at the cave, then back at you. Her eyes look grave for a moment before she shakes her head.
“I don’t know. All that matters is you’re safe and alive. Come, I’ll patch you up at home.”
You feel yourself nod before you close your eyes.
When you open them again, you’re back in your quarters.
You find yourself rubbing your knee, finding it obviously fine now. Stars, you were such a stupid kid. You could have gotten yourself killed.
You don’t even know why you had a dream of that. You shake your head, reminding yourself of the present; you had your first force training session with Kylo soon.
You take the time to redress in your training uniform, fumbling with the fabric. You were…nervous. Your newfound force sensitivity was something so unknown, so nebulous to you, that the thought of honing it to purposely do something felt like you were trying to make an infant ride a bike. It felt leagues above you and you were worried that you would let Kylo down.
Eltee chirps, zooming over to you. You give it an affectionate pat on its head.
“Make sure you finish downloading that new episode for me, okay?”
Eltee beeps in confirmation. Since you’ve had more time off from your regular work duties, Eltee has been acting as your little consultant and assistant for your reading and watching. It was somewhat comforting to have the presence of something else in your quarters, even if it was a droid. It was the closest thing to a pet and you were thankful that Kylo made this happen for you.
Deciding not to waste anymore time, you force yourself to head out of your quarters and towards Kylo’s.
Along the way, you could still hear errant thoughts of other First Order employees as you passed by. They were slightly less jumbled now, more fragments of sentences that amounted to little. You sincerely hope that this is not what Kylo hears at all times of the day. Embarrassment flushes your cheeks when you think of your own thoughts around him. Stars, were they all that easily broadcasted to him?
You approach Kylo’s doorway and enter. Kylo is waiting in the main area, lightly dressed down into more comfortable clothing. A mat and hunk of metal sat on the ground next to him.
You smile and wave in greeting. “Ready to become a master mind reader.”
A small smirk spreads across Kylo’s lips. He shakes his head, inviting you to come sit down on the mat before him.
“We won’t be focusing on reading minds today. I actually want to see your ability with physically manipulating objects.”
Ah. Yes. Just like that one training session. Your outburst not only gave you the brief strength to completely shatter your training staff, but it also released some sort of force energy that tossed a number of items throughout the room. But you didn’t exactly do that on purpose.
You puff out a small breath of anticipation. Sitting down cross legged on the mat, you shake your head at Kylo.
“I… I don’t know if I’ll be able to do this. I had no idea what I was doing that last time.”
Kylo sits down beside you. You slightly squirm at the side of his torso briefly brushing against you, making you feel warm.
“Don’t be doubtful. No demonstration of the force is ever a singular event.”
Kylo directs your attention to the piece of scrap metal on the ground.
“I want to close your eyes and focus. Feel the currents of energy around you. Feel the concentration of energy on the object.”
You take a deep breath and close your eyes, trying to clear your head. With your eyes closed, you could feel the energy of the force. Thankfully it was less harsh than it was the first time, instead being a gentle vibrating hum that surrounded you. But you couldn’t really feel the object in front of you. It blended in with the rest of the white noise around you.
Your nose lightly crinkles in frustration. “Kylo… I don’t really feel it.”
“Keep your eyes closed.”
You feel Kylo’s hands guide yours, leaving them lightly outstretched in what you assume was the direction of the object. His gloves were off for today, leaving you with the sensation of his real hands, warm flesh warming your own.
“Sometimes this helps with concentration. Try again.”
You sigh, pushing further in your mind. You weren’t really exactly sure what you were supposed to be pushing. Honing the force felt a lot like wading around in the dark, especially with your eyes closed. Your mind lingers on the feeling of Kylo’s hands for a moment longer, but you still couldn’t really sense the object in front of you.
You hear a slight shifting in fabric and feel Kylo’s presence beside you leave. Despite not feeling the energy of the object you’re supposed to, you could certainly feel Kylo’s. It was heavy, like a dense metal ball creating an indent in the fabric of the force.
Kylo’s chest is suddenly against your back, legs around you. The warmth returns and you gasp in surprise. His hair tickles the back of your neck, followed by a soft whisper.
“You’re doing so good. Keep searching for it. I know you can do it.”
An involuntary whimper escapes your mouth and you fight the urge to toss your hand up and cover it. Something about praise from Kylo made you feel so lightheaded and weak in the knees. If Kylo thought this was going to make you focus better, he was dead wrong, but you weren’t going to try and disappoint him. Especially not with him praising you like that. You bunch your eyebrows together, attempting to concentrate harder. You just barely catch a tiny bump in the currents of the force, a small presence in front of you.
Kylo’s hands gently resting against your midsection immediately tear you away from the feeling. His soft, quiet voice enters the air again.
“That’s good. Keep trying.”
You lick your lips in a fruitless attempt to quench your now incredibly dry mouth. You couldn’t fight the growing heat building up between your thighs, a deep ache. You lightly shift in place, desperate for touch. Still, you persist in finding that object in the dark. You find the small bump again, slowly becoming a bit more defined the harder you focus on it.
You’re starting to feel more confident when Kylo’s hands begin to snake around your thighs, hands squeezing. A choked breath wheezes out of you and your concentration is immediately broken.
Kylo whispers again in your ear, but you could hear a darker undertone, more thickly laced with desire.
“I can’t wait to teach you so much more in the force. I knew from the beginning that you were very, very special.”
Your growing arousal becomes more and more of a distraction from the task at hand. Half against your will, you whine out to him.
“ Kylo… ”
A small huff of breath against your neck makes you squirm again.
“Should I reward you for being such a good little apprentice? Do you deserve it?”
Your mind felt delirious with desire. It was clouding your line of thinking, overwhelming with thoughts of Kylo’s hands on you. You find yourself begging, pleading.
“Yes, yes , please… I-I promise I’m good.”
Kylo’s hand dancing dangerously close to the hem of your waistband slips under, working its way under your underwear to make contact directly with your clit. You let out a small cry, hips arching up to make further contact with his fingers. You enjoy the sensation of his leather gloves, but something about his uncovered hands against you drove you mad. Feeling of flesh against flesh.
A small chuckle comes from Kylo and tickles the back of your neck.
“Always so wet for me. Don’t lose focus on your task.”
You take in a shaky deep breath, desperately swimming through the currents of the force to find that object again. What were calm currents now felt choppy, like standing in the middle of the sea.
Kylo gently toys with your clit, rubbing a digit around the sensitive bud while his other fingers line up and down your inner folds. You resist the urge to press harder against them, instead frantically trying to search for that damn hunk of metal. A finger enters you and you whimper, squirming against Kylo behind you.
“Keep focusing for me now… don’t give up yet.”
Another whine escapes you, followed by a moan.
“It’s… it’s hard… ”
A small grunt comes from Kylo and you might have the smallest inkling that your state was not the best for his self-control, either. Your thoughts are confirmed by a growing bulge pressed against your ass.
Kylo shoves another finger into you, rhythmically pumping them in and out. His voice sounds strained against your ear.
“Do you know how much you drive me crazy? How much I want to fuck you until your mind breaks?”
You let out another moan, high-pitched and needy. “Please… I need it…”
Kylo lets out a louder grunt, nearly rutting up against you. You seem to have broken his patience.
“Down on the floor. Don’t you dare open your eyes.”
Kylo withdraws his hand from you and you feel yourself being roughly pushed to the ground, face on the floor. Your ass lies up in the air, thighs wavering in place as you squeeze them together in desperation for more contact. Kylo’s hands take a grab of your ass, squeezing the flesh hard.
“That’s what you want, huh? To be blindly obedient to your commander? To your master ?”
You let out a choked groan, writhing in place. Small bouts of “ yes ” tumble off your lips, begging for more.
A hand roughly shoves down your pants and underwear, exposing yourself to Kylo. The cool air makes you shiver, only craving his warmth more now. His fingers briefly return, stretching you out.
“I need to fuck you so hard that all you will ever say to me is yes .”
You hear a small shuffle of fabric before his fingers are replaced with the thick head of his cock, warm and pulsing against you. A rough shove into you sends you crying out, but begging for more.
Kylo sets a punishing pace, thrusts shaking you in place as you grip helplessly onto nothing against the cold floor. Your concentration on the force has been all but broken, instead only feeling the motions of Kylo against you. It turns the currents of the force into a rough, stormy wave, crashing against you. Cries and whines are the only things that escape your throat, leaving you at the complete mercy of Kylo Ren. It’s exactly what you want.
You feel your orgasm building. Blood rushes to your ears, turning most noise into static. You can barely hear yourself begging for a release to Kylo, voice working on its own accord separate from your mind. Kylo’s hands lead down to your clit again, toying with it roughly. The hot coil in your stomach gets ready to spring and before you realize it you’re screaming out, blackness underneath your eyelids turning to a blinding white. You vaguely hear a loud clang of metal, followed by Kylo’s ragged breaths. He grips your hips hard, snapping his own against you one last time before he spills deep into you.
It takes a moment or two to come down from your explosive orgasm. You slowly catch your breath, as does Kylo, who finally pulls out of you. You squirm uncomfortably as you feel his cum leak out onto your thighs.
You find yourself blearily opening your eyes, blinking them once or twice. That loud bang was that metal object. It flew across the ground, slamming into the wall and leaving a fairly large dent.
You hear a breathless chuckle from Kylo.
“Well… I’m… I’m not going to be able to do that for you everytime you need to use the force.”
You feel a bit of embarrassment creep up into your face. Your orgasm, you suppose, was strong enough to release a similar burst of energy to move objects. Determined to tease Kylo, you pout and cross your arms.
“Aw, you sure?”
Kylo shakes his head, standing up to grab things from his nearby bathroom. He kneels down to gently clean you up.
Your entire body felt heavy. Of course you always felt a little tired after sex, but this was a new level of exhaustion. It was felt deep inside your mind.
You find yourself starting to drift off into sleep as Kylo helps you, face rested against your folded hands on the ground. You’re brought out of it by Kylo gently saying your name.
“Are you alright?”
You give a small thumbs up before laying back down on your hands.
“I’m great. Just… tired.”
You let out a small noise of surprise when Kylo scoops his arms underneath you, picking you up with ease. He carries you to his bed and you happily welcome the soft, velvety sheets. Like a sea of comfy darkness.
Without any protest, you wrap the covers around you, enjoying the warmth it provided against the harsh cold of Kylo’s room. He pulls the covers up and lies beside you, chest against your back.
Kylo’s arms wrap tight around you, holding you close. You find your mind further drifting off to sleep.
His voice sounded extra gravely, sleepy. You smile at the sensation of his breath against you.
“We’ll continue to work on it. I’m proud of you.”
With that, you safely drift off into sleep in Kylo’s arms.