Chapter Five : Face to Face

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Over the next several days, you trained from 06:00 to 12:00 and met Jane for lunch afterwards. You usually spent a half hour in the mess hall and discussed her training and observations during your time there. You typically had little to contribute, since your days were spent alone, aside from lunch with Jane. The General had joined the Commander on The Finalizer, so your only connection on Starkiller was Jane. After lunch, you would typically wander around the Hangar Bay. You wouldn't get in the way, only inspect from a safe distance, and observe the pilots take off and land.

On the first night, you struggled with your thoughts and memories of Kylo Ren. Every night since, you would return from the hangar bay and take a long, hot bath accompanied by long, steamy sessions of touching yourself to the memories of his warm cock sliding in and out of your wet mouth. You had cum more times to the thought of Kylo Ren in the last few days than you had in the last few years with any previous lover. You were only ashamed the first night. Every night since, the release was even more a necessity than the last.

You were reminded frequently, on a daily basis, of your time with the Commander in the training room. When you woke up and changed for the day, black and purple bruises on your knees were a reminder every morning. And at lunch, swallowing was still a bit of a struggle for the first few days. Jane realized, aside from losing your voice, you were also having some trouble swallowing solid foods and you were forced to tell her you were experiencing a sore throat and a cough, only the latter was a falsity. She had a doctor in the infirmary prescribe you an oral analgesic.

Her concern warmed your heart, and the lie that had sparked that concern made your heart heavy. After lunch on the fifth day, you walked to the hangar bay, as per usual. No one would not believe the detail in which you had memorized the route to the hangar bay. At this point, you were certain you could walk it in your sleep. When you had arrived, you were surprised to see the Command Shuttle coming in for landing. You spun quickly on your heel, putting distance between yourself and the bay as quickly as possible.

Almost immediately, however, you felt that tug at the back of your neck and knew. You weren't sure how you knew, but you did. Kylo was looking for you. You jogged quickly to your quarters, weaving through halls of officers and Stormtroopers, attempting to be inconspicuous in your hurry. When you arrived, your head was full flame. You palmed the panel lock and jumped inside, unsure if you could hear the heavy leaded footsteps in the hall or in your mind; all you knew was you were running from them. You weren't prepared for the imminent performance of hiding your thoughts from him, unsure how he would not see how you'd been spending the time apart.

The door slid shut behind you and you basically tossed yourself into the bed. Only moments later, did the burn evaporate and the silence of your bedroom was interrupted by a loud knock on the door. Your heart shuddered; the echoes shaking your core. The door slid into the wall seconds later and you sat straight up in the bed, eyes fixed on the doorway. There he was – the dark prince himself. You were breathing shakily, feeling terrified and nauseous. He seemed taller and larger than you had remembered, his cloak floating gently at his sides.

"You're back." You choked on the words, voice still not back to its full potential.

"Yes." His helmeted synthetic voice was harsh.

Your head was swimming, lost somewhere between relief and building anxiety. You had been dreaming of him - fantasizing about him for nearly a week, but now that he was here, you were forced to question the events of the last time you saw him. Before now, you were able to enjoy the memory, free from consequence or judgement, but now it felt different; the memory seemed violent and his presence weighed darkly against the cloud you had once felt.

"Do you have a welcome for your Commander?" You detected a small touch of humor in his synthesized voice.

"Welcome back, Commander." You were breathless.

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