Permanent Mark

Chapter 45

Okay my people!!

NSFW warning!

Hide from the kids, go get in the closet and lock the door.

Here's the moment y'all wanted! No more waiting!

(Well, maybe a tiny bit more waiting but here's the first bite of many)

I wrote this FOUR MONTHS AGO.

**Squeals out loud**

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He's never really had a sparring partner like her. She's exquisite. At the academy he far exceeded even the students his age and it wasn't long, no one wanted to practice with him. Luke had been capable in his younger years but after Ben had put his uncle on his ass a few times, that stopped. As Kylo, no one even came close to giving him the challenge he'd needed. He customized droids to fight him but he soon outgrew their capabilities.

But Rey, she is good. Better than good. She seems to be able to anticipate all of his moves and bests him more than half the time. Though, he can admit to himself that his brute strength is all it would take to beat her. He finds himself incapable of doing that.

Truth be told, her sheer beauty distracts him. He'll be outmaneuvering her and she'll bite her bottom lip and he's a goner. He can't tell if she knows the power she wields, as they always block their connection when they spar.

Today she shows up and he knows he's in trouble. She's wearing only a sports bra and her calf length leggings. Black, no less. The sight of her well defined abs does him in from the start. He is so grateful (maybe not too grateful) that the leggings are high waisted so those dimples on her back are covered. If he could see those freckles across her lower back, he probably would suddenly need to find an excuse to run away.

She is in a bad mood also which, for some reason, makes her even more beautiful.

He must've been staring for too long because she is suddenly impatient with him.

"Are we doing this or what?" she says, swinging her practice saber in a figure eight. Her eyes glow like fire, stealing his breath.

"Yeah, damn, what's your deal?" he shoots back, trying to appear agitated.

"Just, in a mood to kick your ass."

He hides his smile with his hand and copies her figure eight swing.

"Fine, let's do this."

She charges at him with a feral shout and he jumps back in surprise.

"Rey, what's gotten into you?"

"Just tired of bullshit!"

She charges again and he uses the force to perform a backflip on the tall rock behind him, landing behind her and charging. He knows she will spin and she does, kneeling and aiming at his legs, his saber narrowly missing her face. She grins wickedly as she makes contact with him. Normally he would have jumped in the air but her grin had grabbed his attention.

"Fuck!" He yells at the sudden pain in his legs and he feels himself stumble but corrects it with a forward roll, pouncing back up and spinning just in time to block her. He shoves her backwards, a purely defensive move but catches her with the force.

"Don't do that! Let me catch myself! Dammit!" she yells.

He rolls his eyes at her which only incenses her more.

Why are you so mad??

No force connects!!

They continue to spar, Ben having to use the force several times to catch himself or throw himself.