“And this is going to help how?” 

“Don’t take that tone with me, young man.”

Rey’s eyes shot to the ceiling at General Organa’s words. The woman was nice enough, but she made Rey feel about two inches tall when she was pissed off. And she was always pissed off when Kylo Ren–no, Ben–was in the room. 

“I just don’t see how holding hands with a scavenger–”

Her eyes snapped down from the ceiling and Rey glared at him. “My name’s Rey.”

He smirked at her and she didn’t like the warm flush over her body that followed it. “I know, sweetheart.”

He turned back to Leia as Rey opened her mouth to tell him what for.

“–holding hands with a scavenger is going to win me any favor here.”

The General sighed. “I swear, you’re just like–” She stopped, and the words fell hard and heavy in the room. She shook her head, her mouth tight. “You don’t have to get it, or understand it. You just do it, because I’m your commanding officer and I told you to. I get thirty complaints a day that I should lock you up with the rest of them, and I’m tired of it, Ben. I’m tired of having to explain to them why I still believe my son still is in that egotistical, calloused shell somewhere. I don’t like my decisions being questioned.”

Ben opened his mouth to protest, but Leia snapped her fingers, stopping him. Rey didn’t think she used the Force, but she could never tell with this tiny, frightening woman. 

“Rey has been kind enough to agree to this, and believe me, she’d getting the lousy end of the deal. People like her Ben, and dammit, I hope they’ll at least tolerate you if she’s standing close enough.”

He laughed and it was a cruel sound, but he wrapped his ridiculously huge hand around Rey’s and tugged her out of the General’s office.

“This is rich,” he muttered as he slammed the door shut behind them. Rey tugged her hand out of his and turned to leave when he wrapped a big, heavy arm around her middle and pulled her back flush against him. “Oh, no you don’t.” He nibbled on her ear and she felt equal measures of anger and hot curiosity flash through her.


She groaned, but morphed the sound into a giggle that sounded forced as Ben sucked her earlobe between her teeth.

“Oh, hey Finn.” Oh, kriff. She sounded like a total flake, vapid and aloof and totally not her. She turned toward him, but this just had Ben nuzzling his face into the crook of her neck. It was giving her chills, the things he was doing with his mouth, and she wished he would stop. Almost.

“What are you doing?” Finn asked. His eyes were wide and he looked like he’d just been handed warm dog shit.


Ben detached himself noisily from her neck and propped his chin on her shoulder. “Just letting Gen–Mom know our intentions.” His voice was silky and awful and Rey didn’t have to see his face to know that he was smirking again. “All inter-officer relationships have to be reported.”

“You’re not an officer,” Rey muttered, and he bit her shoulder.

Finn watched this with a face that was slowly morphing from disgusted to appalled. “Rey, you? And him? Seriously?”

Rey didn’t like lying, not to her most important person. But she wanted to help out General Organa, even if her son didn’t deserve it and was the actual worst. “Mmm-hmm,” was all she managed, and she promised herself she’d tell him the truth at her first chance. 

Ben turned his mouth into her ear and whispered absurdly loud, “Let’s get out of here.”

It was the only sane thing he’d said in the last few minutes and she still hated him for it, how he said it in a way that had her trying to remember any dark corners they could duck into. She tugged him down the hall by his hand and shot an apologetic glance over her shoulder at Finn. She hoped he’d not hate her long enough for her to explain.

Once they rounded the corner she rounded on him. But he slung another one of those long, strong, stupid arms around her waist and turned her even further, bumping her back up against the wall. His other hand planted on the wall next to her head and he leaned in close.

“What are you doing?” she spat in a furious whisper.

“Playing my part, sweetheart.” He bumped his forehead against hers and his nose brushed her nose. Her mouth fell open and she could feel her breath fanning against his face. Would he kiss her? Did she want him to?

“This isn’t in the script, buckethead.”

He growled, baring his teeth. “I like it when you talk dirty.”

She bumped her lips against his then, not sure why she did, and not sure why she’d waited so long to, either. But he teased her, nibbling and nipping and only barely kissing her, his eyes open and looking right into her.

Then she heard the crowd of people pass, and she realized. He kissed and licked the corner of her mouth then pulled away once they’d passed. Rey felt suddenly cold and almost like she’d float away without his big hands on her.

But he looked fine. Totally unaffected. He straightened and wiped the corner of his mouth and rolled his shoulders. “I’m going to my room. I’ll find you at dinner.” He tweaked her cheek. “Don’t bother saving me a seat; we’ll just share.”

And he was gone. He was gone and he’d made fun of her and she’d wanted him to kiss her. This was confusing already and they were only a few yards away from the office where they’d agreed to it. Rey didn’t want dinner. She wasn’t at all hungry. She wanted to find Finn and talk this over, tell the truth.

Though she wasn’t so sure of the truth herself, now.

! ! !

I have a prompt for you! Rey having a huge crush on redeemed Ben Solo and not knowing how to handle it, but that’s okay because he knows exactly what to do….


“You like me.” He smiled more now that he was Ben again. They were slow to come for others, but with her, there always seemed to be a grin waiting at the corner of his mouth for her. His teeth were crooked. He was very, very handsome.

“I don’t.” She did, but she couldn’t say so. His face creased differently on one side of his face than the other because of the scar she’d given him. That’s not a past you share with someone that you like. And even so, she didn’t know what the hell to do about it.

“It’s okay, you know?” He circled lazily around her, pressed into her back. Her eyes darted around the room to see if any of the others listening to the briefing saw, but Poe held their attention. He ducked and pressed his lips to her ear. “I like you, too.”

Perhaps he was only Ben Solo in name, because the blackness of his words almost sounded like they were filtered through a mask. She shivered, but found herself pressing back into him.

This was crazy.

“This is crazy.”

He licked the skin behind her ear and she had to bite back a noise she didn’t know she was able to make. She crossed her arms over her chest and squeezed tight, hoping to slow her heart rate and dispel the goosebumps prickling over her skin.

“Want to play hooky?”

“Aren’t you supposed to be on your best behavior?” Her whisper was sharp, but her hands loosened from around her chest. She dropped a hand down and squeezed his thigh before she could think better of it.

That was stupid. She didn’t know why she did that. She pulled her hand away but he caught it, pressing it again to his thigh. Squeezed her hand on him and made her breath catch.

“You like me. Don’t lie to me.”

“Stop it, Ben.”

He hissed in a breath of air as the room started to empty. Apparently Poe had finished. “Oh, I like it when you say my name.”

“Ben, please, I–”

She couldn’t turn to face him and his hand was still on hers which was still on his thigh and she didn’t know what to do.

Hey, hey.” He walked around her, took her hands in his. They were alone in the room, but she still looked anywhere but at him. He caught her chin in his fingers and lifted her face to his. “I like you, too, remember? I thought that was pretty damn obvious at this point.”

She was afraid he would kiss her, and then she would really look like an idiot. But he let her chin go and stepped back.

“Come to my room later. You know where it is.”

She blushed. She did, though she’d never been inside. 

He smiled at her again, that easy, just-for-you crooked toothed smile.

“I’ll show you the ropes, Rey. Just you and me.”

She swallowed but nodded, and he did kiss her then. One big step into her and one hand was on the back of her head and the other was pressing her into him at the small of her back and his mouth tasted like something, like fruit and he was warm. She put her hands on his hips because she didn’t know where else they might go and he smiled, again and always, against her mouth.

“You like me.”

A a a a a a a a a a a a a a a a

Tfw u watch rebels s3 and remember the 7th sister to only weep.

out of sinful curiousity, have you ever imagined what it would be like if rey happens to stumble into a *inappropriate* timing between kylo and hux, seeing as how you like both ships (heard of reylux?)



TBQH I’ve always imagined Hux stumbling upon them
But also ?? Rey could stumble upon them via force bond I guess (that would be awkward).

TBH the reason why I like both ships is that both Rey and Hux are disgusted of Kylo Ren. (A+ content right here) so their initial reaction is probably they both berate Kylo. 

(And I totally heard of reylux, @elithien‘s art dragged me into it and I like it alot)

Your stack of reylux smut is safely kept with me. I still treasure it everyday

whatever you do with that reylux smut, its all urs , i dont even have a digital copy of it, its all your own single copy , no where to be found reylux smut.

if you lose it, the only trace that i ever drew reylux will disapear coughs