"Tell me that you love me, that I’m always going to be your baby, then make me scream until you’re all I remember." ( From Rey, I was thinking to Kylo but I am also open to someone else if you'd rather)
The Force had her. Had him. Had them both. The Eternal Sith Emperor may have created a bond between them, but even he couldn’t guess how it would last or effect them. Kylo held Rey with the Force as he moved up behind her. Lips found her neck, hands sliding over the one time scavenger’s chest and hips. The two had been meeting in secret for the past two months, their ‘professional’ lives aside, neither could stay away from the other. It was wrong, but he was not one to deny his passions. And they blazed like the twin suns of Tattooine for her. His hard member slid between her slim thighs, and Kylo rolled his hips to press his member up against her wet core. His hand caressed her head, turning her jaw to face him. “I love you... and you’re always going to be mine...” He kissed her, deeply, hand starting to stroke her tender bud as he ground up against her harder. She’d submit... but not in the way perhaps he once wished.














