Ashes to Ashes | A Kylo Ren Story

14. Play The Role

When the morning came the bed was empty, save for your spent form sprawled across the mattress, and a blanket haphazardly thrown over you.

You rose, draping the blanket around your shoulders and moving towards the bathroom sluggishly. Your muscles ached, especially your core. You hadn't dared to look down at the marks you were sure were littering your body.

You were also keeping your mind blissfully present- wow- had you never noticed how soft this blanket was? In your opinion this was no time for retrospect. Last night could remained buried in your tired mind for a while longer.

Rubbing the remanence of the sleep from your eyes you pressed the button for the refresher door.

You sensed him before you saw him, and looking up you were met with a shirtless Kylo, his hair a wild mess atop his head, he was facing away from you, but his eyes were locked with your's in the wide mirror above the sink.

Your head shot down militantly, and you had taken a step backwards to leave when a familiar baritone voice forced itself through your lowered barriers.

"Stop"

"Out" You gritted, knowing full well he would understand your meaning, taking another step towards the closed refresher door, your back feeling its cool metallic surface through the blanket.

"Then obey me" He said out-loud, his voice making you start a little, it echoed slightly in the stiflingly small room.

You raised your head again,

Obey

it was a word he was throwing around an awful lot recently, but now, you knew, was not the time to challenge him. You were leaving for negotiations in a matter of hours.

You dragged your eyes up his body again, taking in his broad chest in the mirror, but your eyes catching on the lines that rakes across his back.

You felt the corner of you lips twitch up despite yourself, looking at the marks you had inflicted on him gave you some semblance of control.

"Admiring your handiwork?" the early hour brought a gruffness to his already low voice.

"Out of concern, of course" You smiled slyly, but wrapped the blanket around yourself tighter. Nerves sent shivers down your spine, you were apprehensive of how he would react to this turn of events.

Kylo huffed breath of amusement before tugging the waistband of his trousers down, You snapped your head to the wall, averting your gaze as an instinct.

"Shy?" he chuckled, turning to you finally, clasping your chin in his hands before turning it up to his face, your eyes locking with his near-black ones.

You were speechless, stubborn in your resolution for no apparent reason, the two off you had crossed boundaries last night, but at the end of the day, he was your captor, and you were his prisoner.

You blinked as he hooked a finger under the blanked on your shoulders and pulled It down.

"Turn the shower on" He commanded, turning away and continuing to undress.

You sighed, moving towards the cubical, it was black marble, with a glass pane at the forefront. You reached inside and turned the handle, hearing the shower start, but you didn't enter.

Kylo stepped into the shower, you admired him for a second, as he pushed a hand through his hair under the steaming water, you watched his muscles ripple under his skin as his shoulders rolled back.

"Join me" He said, a low growl just audible over the patter of the water.

As soon as you entered the shower Kylo was on you, pushing you under the spray. His hand fully encircling your neck so that as you gasped water fell into your mouth and eyes. The cool wall burned your skin and you flinched away from it, only to find Kylo's body pressed up against yours, caging you against the torturously cold surface.

"These negotiations are the playgrounds of the aristocrat" He moved his thump up and down slowly on you neck.

His hair hung in tendrils, sending droplets of cooler water onto your face.

"You are an outsider, even more so than myself " He continued, his voice grave "If you step out of line, you put yourself in danger"

"I understand-" your voice came out a strained whisper barely audible above the patter of the water

"No, you do not" He pressed his face into your neck, his other hand splayed on the wall beside you as he leant down.

"If they think you are weak they will kill you- They will do anything to weaken me" He continued, his breaths quickening slightly, his chest bumping yours.

"Kylo-"

"Supreme Leader" He corrected, you searched his eyes for humour, for a glimmer of sarcasm but found only a dark expanse.

"Supreme Leader..." You started, averting your eyes for fear he might read the rejection you were feeling. "I'll be careful" You tried to say evenly.

He moved his grip up your neck, to just below your jaw, tightening it till you let out a hiss of discomfort and locked eyes with him.

"Stay by my side the entire time, Little Rebel" His shoulders were now moving slightly with how laboured his breath was becoming, and in his eyes you saw something you had seen once before.

Fear.

When he had looked for you on that battlefield and found you surrounded by the enemy.

"You have to play the role, just like my Knights do."

"I will"

You acted on instinct, gingerly raising your hands to his face. You saw him glance at the moment, eyes darting but he didn't move. He stayed leant above you, his shoulders taking the brunt of the cascading water.

You placed your hands on his face, your thumbs moving slowly over his cheeks whilst your fingers stayed motionless near his jaw. His jaw ticked a little when your thumb travelled over the taunt skin of the scar that stretched across his face, but he did not reprimand you.

His eyes softened, and he visibly relaxed.

And through those plump lips, a coarse whisper escaped, "I'd kill them all if they ever thought about hurting you" your eyes jumped to his, but found them lowered. You left the comment hang in the air, problematic as it was, you knew it was coming from a place within him that was too tangled to break open now.

Procrastination at it's finest

You let a soft hum of contentedness through your lips, before breaking the silence-

"We better get a move on" You sighed, leaning down to grab the shower gel and holding it out to him "Do my back?"

He smiled.

Short and sweet kiddos, I have exams at the moment and my butt is being kicked.

Love and kithes xoxo