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nodding swiftly, rey let out more whimpers, her nails digging into his strong shoulders. “y-yes, please,” she begged, the friction unbelievably overwhelming in that moment. but she knew exactly what he was doing: he was purposefully delaying her with his words and actions, and it became impossible to wait any longer. but she did, as much as it made her head spin and her insides clench. “a-anything, i’ll d-do anything,” she whined, bouncing on top of him a few more times before he grabbed her by the waist and removed her from him. her jaw dropped in shock as she stared at him, feeling suddenly empty and uneasy. after how close they had both gotten to their climaxes, they were suddenly detached from one another physically, and it drove her crazy. she knew it must have been eating at him too, but he was certainly only prolonging it to get a bigger climax out of them both. she squirmed anxiously in his grip and continued whimpering, reaching out for him as if he would pity her and finally fill her up with his cock again until they both reached their breaking points. but instead, he changed things around entirely and grabbed her ankles to lift her feet up and above her head, opening her up fully to him. he pushed himself all the way back in, causing her to gasp and shout out as his weight kept her knees pushed back against her chest. abiding by his request was all too easy, and she cried out, “oh, master!” as she finally hit her climax, releasing her wetness as she had been waiting anxiously to do for minutes now. somehow the orgasm delay only made the sensation more pleasurable, and she knew they were both filing the idea away for future sessions as well. he was releasing himself shortly after, and rey panted heavily once his head finally fell to her breasts. she let out a brief laugh of joy and tangled her fingers in his hair, pressing her lips to the top of his head. not a care in the world was had in that moment. not until his next words, which brought back every single care she had inside her. her grin fell into a shocked, disbelieving expression as she looked down at him gradually, though he still had his face buried in her breasts, as he often did. however, she slowly sat them up into upright positions, her hands pressed to his chest, and just stared in awe up into his eyes. tears pooled her own almost instantly and she took a few moments to find her voice before speaking. “…you-you love me…” she whispered. it wasn’t a question as much of a statement that she was repeating to herself. finally, she had done it; he’d fallen in love with her twice over. while every part of her wanted to feel joy… she just couldn’t. they were still trapped here, and he still wished to rule the first order after they defeated snoke. her expression melted into one of sorrow again as she stared down at the water. it was useless to attempt to put her thoughts into words, since he would just shoot them down as he always did, but the frustration regarding their situation was only simmering more and more by the second. instead of explaining her wish for him to turn against the first order, to run away with her, rey just let her anger take over. she clenched her jaw stubbornly and grabbed the razor he had just shaved her with before throwing it harshly to the bathroom floor, where it broke into a few pieces. then she stood and climbed out of the tub, almost already trying to escape him; without a doubt, he would punish her for acting out, but her hormones wouldn’t allow her to feel anything but anger at their current situation. she went without drying herself off or dressing, instead just pacing back and forth in the refresher. “…it’s not fair,” she snapped to herself, now grabbing her toothbrush and throwing it roughly at the other belongings on their counter. other items fell to the floor and into the sink, but she didn’t care about the mess she was making. of course she wasn’t mad at ben either, but rather at the idea that they were trapped. they were in love, they were going to have a child soon, but they could never escape this prison of a place. “it’s all just UNFAIR! i HATE it here!”
he was still coming down from his high, reveling in this newfound pleasure and state of bliss that somehow allowed him to forget about all their troubles and problems and the first order entirely. no one was coming between them now. but kylo felt rey slowly pushing him upwards to face her once more, his eyes still dazed and his hair and face dripping wet from a mixture of sweat and water from the bathtub. he blinked at her a few times before he noticed the tears forming in her eyes, immediately growing concerned. but then she repeated his words, and kylo froze, realizing now exactly what he had just confessed to so easily. “i...” he wasn’t sure what to say - he wouldn’t deny it, but he’d planned to tell her in a better way than, well, that. but it was too late. she knew now. and he knew it was absolutely true. instead of speaking up, he searched her expression for some sort of reaction to the revelation, but he was surprised to find none. rey just looked...upset. just as he was trying to comprehend her lack of emotion, she was reaching for the razor once more and tossing it onto the floor roughly. the sudden action startled him, but kylo simply continued watching her in shock as she exited the tub hastily, water dripping all over the floor as she did so. as her outburst continued, he felt a harsh pain in his chest, immediately jumping to the quickest conclusion his mind could come up with. she’d changed her mind. she said she loved him but as soon as he admitted to feeling the same way, she decided this wasn’t what she wanted. he wasn’t what she wanted. rey wanted to leave. she wanted her freedom, she wanted to get out of this place that he’d trapped her in, and she deserved to be able to do that. the taste of copper filled his mouth as he bit down so hard on his lower lip that it started to bleed slightly, the realization hitting him more painfully than he could’ve imagined. normally he would’ve stopped her from her tantrum and made her calm down, but he couldn’t bring himself to. instead kylo just watched, holding back tears of his own in an attempt to stay calm and collected. he would let her get it all out of her system. he’d clean up the mess afterwards. but for now, in this moment, there was nothing he could do. after a couple more minutes, he finally forced himself out of the tub, grabbing the nearest towel and wrapping it around himself. in an attempt to get out of the refresher as soon as he could, he hardly noticed the broken blade that had been left on the floor, which unfortunately dug into his heel as he made his way out the door. “fuck!” the physical pain and small bit of blood only fueled his own emotions as his fist pounded against the wall, causing bottles of shampoo to fall noisily into the tub. without wanting to cause a bigger issue, kylo clutched his foot with one hand before stumbling towards the adjoining bedroom, finally collapsing onto the edge of the bed. it was bleeding a bit more, and all he could do to stop it easily and quickly was to press the towel over the small wound. despite everything, he didn’t want to worry rey, giving her the space she needed to get out her frustration. when she calmed down, he would let her know that he would set her free. he’d arrange for her to ship out in the morning and would deal with whatever punishment he needed to from snoke because of it. but he refused to let her live in pain like this anymore with him.










