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Could've Gone Mad	By : dezzu Category: Star Wars (All) > Het - Male/Female Views: 13095 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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On an ordinary day, Rey takes a shower.

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Afternoon on Starkiller base, in Kylo Ren's quarters

This can't be real. It's just so....mmmmm...

Rey pressed the side of her face against the slick, metallic wall of the shower, revelling in the gentle warmth that was radiating over her nude form. A small nozzle directly above her was emitting a steady stream of soft, thick steam, and she hadn't ever felt anything like it. She hugged her arms tightly to herself, feeling incredibly relaxed and giddy at the same time.

On Jakku, her ability to stay clean relied primarily on roughly scrubbing skin with whatever was at hand to remove dirt. Until her short stint on the Millenium Falcon, she had never felt truly clean during the course of her life.

Rey sighed, deeply considering the idea of staying under the soothing steam for as long as her body would allow. It wasn't like the First Order was in danger of running out of water - their base was completely surrounded in snow.

Snow...that was something that Rey hadn't seen before. She'd seen so many things in the short time since running from Jakku; she'd had problems sleeping from trying to mentally catalog all of the new landscapes she'd seen, faces and voices of people she had met, and emotions she'd been feeling.

Being around people that she could actually talk to...using her vast technical skills and quick thinking to be of life-or-death aid to her friends, instead of just going through the motions of collecting scrap parts in exchange for food that never left her feeling nourished...it seemed like what she had been needing to have happen in her life had finally manifested itself, though she had always expected that her next big step in life would be to reconnect with the family that had left her behind so long ago.

Speaking of next steps...Rey sighed deeply, her eyes drooping and finally going completely shut. Her mind felt muddled by the increasing heat in the bathroom, and she wondered if maybe it was time to get out.

She was completely oblivious to the darkly clad form that had just entered her chambers.

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Kylo heard the telltale hiss of the shower, but otherwise didn't hear any other movement coming through the open door to the bathroom.

He nearly smirked as he imagined what he'd find there in just a few moments. He needed to hurry, lest she hear him and try to get out of the shower.

But first, he needed to take off his increasingly annoying robes. While the thick fabric of his garments certainly protected him when he had to venture outside the inner core of the base, they were nothing but heavy and irritating indoors. Maybe they were more irritating to him now than usual, because he was itching to press his bare skin to that of the fierce little creature currently occupying his shower.

The last bit of his clothing removed from his leanly muscled form, Kylo strode without hesitation to the door of the bathroom and tried to spot his prey through the thick accumulation of steam. Frustrated that he could only make out her shadow, he used a little bit of his power to twist the knob against the far wall that started to suck some of the steam out of the room through a small vent.

He salivated a little at the thought of what her slick, wet skin would look like and feel like in his hands, and moved further into the room.

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The click of the vent that started pulling steam out of the room made Rey jump and spin away from the wall so she could face the door of the bathroom. Her eyelids still felt so heavy, but andrenaline had kicked in at the sight of the potential threat in front of her and she fought to keep them completely open. Pressing herself as hard as she could against the wall, she slowly started to back into the corner of the shower, away from the creature approaching her.

His dark, hungry eyes were taking in her nudity and tracking her as she moved away from him, and she resisted the urge to hug her arms over her chest to hide her breasts from him. She was utterly and completely prey under his intense gaze, and she had to be ready for when he made his move, which came seconds later.

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The terrified little scavenger girl had pressed herself into the far corner of the shower, and he openly smirked at her. His cock was rock hard, and seeing her tensed in fright made it jump in excitement. He raised his hands slightly, but not towards her, and flexed his fingers the tiniest bit, seeking to subtly intimidate her into tensing further.

Her chest was heaving slightly; that wouldn't do. He wanted her panting.

"Has my guest been enjoying herself?"

He let his voice take on a mocking tone as he took another step towards her. His emphasis on guest had the intended effect; her nostrils flared and her eyes took on a slightly indignant gleam. Yes... she seemed to be trembling the tinest bit. Noticing the slight tremor in her chest and arms as she tried to remain still in the questionable safety of her little corner made his blood surge, and his next words to her came out much baser...filthier...than he intended to use so early on in his playtime with her.

"I can tell from here that you aren't nearly clean enough for me to stick my cock into. Do you need a lesson in hygiene, you little slut from a useless ball of dirt?"

He revelled in her reaction to his words – savored it like a fine wine – as her eyelids flew impossibly high. He thought for a split second that her eyeballs would pop out of her skull. She cried out harshly, suddenly pushing out from the corner and lunging towards him.

He caught her small, slick form easily in his much larger arms, lifting her under her armpits and slamming her back into the shower wall. Her arms and legs didn't even have the opportunity to flail and make contact with his limbs; her wrists were pinned tightly above her head by one of his large hands, and his torso finally made contact with hers as he slammed his body into her. Nearly spitting at him in her furry, he took a brief moment to take in the myriad of emotions passing over her incredibly expressive face. Not plunging his cock into her in this exact moment took everything he had. He wanted to play with her first. Gods, she's so deliciously fierce...

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She couldn't believe the filth that had poured from his mouth just now!

She intensely treasured this new sensation of cleanliness that she'd experienced since leaving Jakku; it was ridiculous, she knew...but she felt self-conscious about how she looked to all of these new, beautiful people she was encountering. It was probably just her mind playing tricks on her, but lately she'd sometimes catch whiffs of grease when looking at or dressing herself, and it made her cheeks burn with embarassment every time.

In her fury at his teasing, she cried out and lunged towards him, intending to slap him across his stupid mouth - and stumbled right into his clutches.

Damn!

Before she could blink, he was on her, her still-slick flesh suddenly making contact against his dry skin as he pinned her wrists and pressed the length of his body against hers, trapping her against the slippery wall of the shower. Just that tiny bit of friction from the contact between their dry and wet skin made her shudder as she tried her hardest to glare daggers of pure fire into the smirking face that was now so incredibly close to her own.

"My my...." he murmured, tilting his head slightly as he regarded her. His voice was so low, and the darkly spoken words seemed to flow from his lips straight down her throat, making her airway constrict for a brief moment.

"Haven't you learned yet, my little pet? When I ask if you need a lesson, that means I'm going to give you one."

He held out his free hand behind him, and suddenly a little bottle flew into his open palm. Rey recognized it immediately and started to struggle within his grasp, trying to leverage how slippery she was to manuever herself away from what was coming.

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His little minx was grinding deliciously against him, and he roughly slammed her wrists against the wall to reinforce his hold on her, and also as a reminder to himself to stay focused on the task at hand. Her taut, slender little body wasn't making this easy for him, and he ground his groin into her stomach to remind her of his desire. She seemed to relax a little bit in his grip, but he new better than to trust her. He easily flicked open the small bottle in his free hand, and brought it up to her chest, turning it so that the contents started to drip onto her exposed breasts.

Once he was satisfied that she had enough of the thick liquid splattered on her, he flicked the bottle closed and dropped it to the floor. Making sure that her eyes were on him, he began to drag his fingers along her skin, catching the liquid and working up a lather. She let out a shuddering breath as his palm lightly brushed over one of her stiff little buds.

The sensation of the suds forming under his fingertips, combined with the silky, slippery softness of her skin, made him groan loudly and without restraint; the sound reverberated off the walls of the small bathroom and made his little scavenger tense up again under his grasp. Oh yes...

His touch became more firm and he used all of his open palm and fingers to cup and knead her breasts in turn. Her eyelids kept drooping under his assault but would fly open again just seconds later, and he could tell that she would fight him to the last before giving in to the sensations he was bound to be stoking in her.

His cock, hard to a painful degree now, pulsed even more incessantly against the soft skin of her stomach. He needed more of the soft, wet friction she could offer him, like the kind he was getting under his fingertips on her breasts.

He stepped back for just a moment, his hands working to spin her around in order to press the front of her upper body against the wall. He let his free palm land harshly against her now exposed ass, the loud pop of his flesh making contact with hers echoing off the walls and making his cock jump. His balls felt so tight now, and he hadn't even made his way inside of her yet. He needed to work faster.

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She was panting now, straining to turn her head enough to see what he was doing behind her. She gasped when his flat hand made its stinging contact with her ass; she thought about loudly protesting his actions, but she had been trying so desperately to remain quiet. She didn't want him to know what he was doing to her. She settled instead with trying to squirm out of his grasp again, and that earned her another spanking.

She heard the click of the bottle – she hadn't even seen it fly back up into his grasp – and jumped a little as the cool, thick liquid began to splatter on the heated skin of her arched lower back. Oops, she thought, and pressed her groin flush up against the wall. She hadn't meant to give him such a strong hint that she wanted what was coming next.

She knew she had been caught when a nasty sound errupted from his lips; he momentarily released her poor wrists and grasped her hips, yanking her back towards him.

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He'd had enough. His hot little bitch had dared to try to hide her desire from him, and he was going to make her feel the full force of his pent-up passion for her. His cock pulsed eagerly as he wrapped his hand around the shaft, positioning the tip at her sopping wet entrance. She was ready for him, and he gave her no time to steady herself after placing both of his hands on her hips, gripping them like a vice as he unceremoniously shoved his way inside her.

Her clenching, slick walls felt like a dream as he entered her, and he didn't pause before his next stroke. His tight, aching sac began slapping the soft lips of her pussy as his hips began to work like a piston against her. She had placed her hands against the wall to brace herself against the force of his thrusts, and while it angered him to see her so comfortably taking his cock, he realized that taking away her stability would keep him from getting the depth he craved so desperately.

"You dirty little bitch..." he gasped, his head slumping forward and his fingers involuntarily relaxing on her hips as he made thrust after mindless thrust into her soft little body. He didn't care if she was close to her peak; he was, and he was going to give her everything he'd been saving up in his body for her today, including some rather nasty ideas he'd daydreamed in bed this morning.

He reached up and roughly pressed his fingertips to her cheek, letting a flood of his fantasies about her pour from his mind into hers. She screamed his name then, and her hot, silky walls clamped down and pulsed like a vice around his shaft. His breath caught as his own release took hold of his brain in an explosion of white, and he wasn't sure what words were wrenched from his lips in that moment. His hips jerked harshly as he emptied his seed deep inside of his woman.

A few heartbeats after his release and in a fit of sudden lucidity, he slipped his hand up and into her wet hair, and leaned forward to kiss her open, panting lips. The waking moments for the two of them to bask in each other were now rapidly running out.

He regretfully pulled out of her gently pulsing warmth, tenderly turning her around. Using a little of his power, he flicked on the gentle stream of water from another nozzle overhead, and used his hands to wipe the remaining soap off of them both. He then easily lifted her smaller body into his arms, carrying her still-wet form into their bedroom on wobbly legs. He set her on her feet, her body starting to gently sway as she fought to stay awake. He grabbed the towel sitting on the nearby table, and lightly chuckling to himself, quickly dried them both off.

"I'm supposed to be the one who falls asleep first after sex," he whispered softly to her. He picked her up again, wondering at how easy she was for him to handle now that she'd been thoroughly satisfied. He lowered her gently onto the mattress, slipping in behind her and softly whispering into her hair before closing his eyes and giving into the oblivion of sleep.

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