Ordered

Chapter 4 - In Which Rey Escapes

(Chapter Rating: M)

The plan had worked. Sort of.

She never dreamed his consuming kiss would carry her away. That a monster or a man alive possessed such a divine touch. She'd lost herself to his gentle caress, a passion hotter than the Jakku sun. But there wasn't time to think about that now. She'd ponder, and most likely, regret it, later.

He was asleep, for the moment. She stood over him, and watched his chest fall and rise out the corner of her eye. Silent as possible, she tore the material from her pillowslip into careful strips. All the while, she begged the Force to keep him sacked out for just a little longer. Although her heart was racing, she was thankful he didn't stir. His snores were deep and easy. She felt the embarrassment. He was completely relaxed because of her.

Conveniently, as she had slowly inched out of his warm embrace, he'd moved both arms above his head. The relaxed pose made him look entirely confident and carefree. Macho and regal, and extraordinarily fine. She'd fix that. If he didn't wake, this would be easy. But she had to be very careful.

She glanced at the bulk of his arm muscles and forced herself to stop. They were attractive, but equally dangerous. He'd been a solid and heavy mass on top of her. Regardless of the Force, he'd be able to hold her with no escape. Gently, she completed her task and successfully backed away.

There was so much she should do. If only she had time! She wanted to search the room for secret plans and missions. But the dangerous clock was ticking. The looming helmet of Darth Vader eerily stared from the corner. Would it tell her secrets? It belonged in the ashes of Endor as Luke intended. She considered taking it. Yet, she had no way of knowing, since Kylo Ren was so connected to the object, if holding it would create a disturbance in the Force loud enough to stir his wrath. No, it wasn't a good idea. There wasn't time.

Her eyes scanned the room. If only she knew where he housed his menacing lightsaber. It didn't appear to be out in the open. Reflecting on the entire day, she didn't remember him carrying it at his side during the ceremony. She would ponder it later, how peculiar he had chosen to lay down his arms, when the whole First Order had aimed for her back. 

But, right now, she had to act and fast.