Light Up the Dark

Permission

Rey was greeted by a shirtless Kylo. He wore loose-fitting black pants low on his hips, and his raven hair was tousled in the sexiest way. His pale, sculpted arms and chiseled torso were almost too much for her to behold. Sparkling dark brown eyes and full lips invited her in. Looking at him made her mind short circuit.

Kylo must have felt the same way as he stood frozen for a second, staring at Rey as if he had never seen her before. She wore a loose fitting, long sleeve top with leggings. Her hair was down and curled softly around her neck and shoulders. Kylo had never seen her hair down, and he was convinced he was in a dream. She was impossibly beautiful.

He gestured for her to sit on a plush, black couch next to a large window. He handed her a glass of wine and poured himself one as well. He sat down next to her and crossed a leg over his opposite thigh and let his free arm rest on top of the back couch cushions. His hand hung loosely next to Rey's shoulder.

Rey took a sip and melted into the couch.

"This is delicious," She took another sip while Kylo watched her pink lips on the glass.

"I'm glad you like it." Kylo's lush lips pressed against his own glass as if he knew exactly what to do to drive her crazy.

They talked for several hours. Rey was fascinated by how much he knew about the Force. He had experienced so much, most of it negative. His self-deprecation was overwhelming to her, and she wanted so much to show him that he wasn't some monster. He was an intelligent, powerful man, a man she couldn't get enough of. A man that had changed the course of her life, forever.

In addition, Kylo learned more about her past, about what made her spirit so strong and fiery. Knowing how she struggled as a desert scavenger shattered his heart. She deserved every luxury the galaxy could provide, and he vowed then and there to give it to her. She was the strongest person he'd ever met, this girl who wasn't afraid of him, that challenged him, that tested his temper to no end. She was thrilling.

The conversation started to die down as the hour grew late and the wine warmed their bodies. On this night, they were simply Kylo and Rey, no titles, no rules. Rey sighed and set her glass down on the small table in front of the couch. Kylo sat his glass down as well, and for a moment they just looked at each other.

Kylo leaned over and swiped a piece of her hair from her face, stroking her cheek with his thumb. He moved closer so that their noses touched and he nuzzled her gently with his, making her smile. They were forehead to forehead now, and his sweet movements made her dizzy. She breathed in his scent which was intoxicatingly masculine. His long hair fell across her cheeks, and she wished the moment would never end.

Kylo placed a hand behind Rey's back and pulled her body to him. His kiss was gentle as he explored her lips, his tongue flitting across them, requesting entry. Rey opened and let out a startled moan when their tongues touched for the first time. Their kisses became urgent, their tongues swirling together as they tasted each other.

Kylo pulled back, breathless. Rey leaned forward, burying her face into the space between his head and shoulder. He closed his eyes as they held each other, gently rocking back and forth together. His hand rested tenderly on the back of her head, keeping her secure against him.

Rey nipped at his neck suddenly, making him growl and laugh at the same time. She reveled in the deep, seductive sound. He pushed her back gently so he could see her face. Their Force bond was wide open, allowing them to soak in each other's affections. Rey met Kylo's eyes which were full of delicious mischief. He pulled her to him so his lips were at her ear.

"You haven't said anything about last night," he whispered. Rey had been excitedly waiting for him to bring up their encounter

"Did something happen last night?" Rey feigned ignorance.

He suppressed a laugh and moved his lips back to hers and kissed her hard. He caught her lower lip with his teeth and pulled as she leaned away, keeping her in place for a second. She took the hint.

"Oh, I remember now!" Rey acted as if it just hit her, and Kylo rolled his eyes. "I had a visitor."

"And you welcomed him," Kylo purred.

He slid a hand down to her thigh and let it rest just above her knee. Rey resisted the urge to slide forward. She placed a hand on his chest and moved her palm slowly downward, causing Kylo's breathing to quicken. She loved this game and wanted to play for as long as they could take it.

"I never invited him, though." Rey felt his hand start to slide up her leg suggestively.

"But you didn't ask him to leave."

Kylo moved quickly and pinned her in place, making her gasp. She couldn't move as he placed light kisses on her neck. She tried to squirm, but his grip tightened.

"Well, he seemed to have something important to show me." Rey's voice was breathy.

"And you let him?"

"Yes."

Kylo gently bit her ear lobe in response, and her breath caught in her throat. He loosened his grip and she snaked her hands up around his neck. She plunged them into his thick head of hair and grasped tightly.

"You had called to him before," Kylo's voice was the lowest she had ever heard it. "Something about...wanting him to touch you. Or was it...you wanting to touch yourself while thinking of him?" Rey was trembling against him, so he went in for the kill. "And something about how his mouth would feel between your legs. That request was received several times."

Her face turned beet red as he spoke her secrets out loud. She was so wet that she thought it would soak through her leggings. He moved so his forehead was touching hers.

"Sounds more like he was spying," she tried to banter back, but her mind was forgetting how to form sentences.

"No, I'm quite certain these were requests." Kylo now gripped her hips tightly. "And did your visitor please you?"

Rey felt goose bumps spread across her arms. "Maybe. I think I need to see more before I make a judgement call."

The Kylo's voice was thick with lust. "He's dying to show you more if you'd give him permission."

Rey smirked. "Didn't he get the message? He already has it."

It happened fast. Kylo slid his arms under the back of her thighs and picked her up with a jump, causing a small squeal to escape her mouth that made him crazy. He dropped her on his bed and pressed his body into her. He slid a knee between her thighs and forced them open. A moan escaped her as she felt his large, erect member rub against her through their clothing. She gripped his hair tightly with one hand and let the other slip between them to explore the dark trail of hair on his stomach, tracing the path until his pants blocked the rest. He shuddered under her fingers.

Kylo suddenly pinned both of her arms above her head with one hand. His genuine smile made Rey go limp. His eyes were shining, the light within him breaking through, piercing straight through Rey as it lit up the room. His lips crashed against hers as the Force swirled and buzzed around them. She wanted his darkness, he wanted her light, and neither was ashamed anymore.