Don't tempt me

You awake to the feeling of a cold compress being laid across your forehead. Your eyes flutter open, the room only lit by the familiar red lights. Your eyes immediately track Kylo who sits beside you, carefully laying the ice pack onto your skin. His eyes the color of oil, worry splattered across his intense expression until he realizes that you've regained consciousness. You watch as his face softens, his eyes lighten into the color of honey, a small smirk escapes his lips. He takes back the cold compress and helps you to sit upright, your body still heavy from your unexpected nap. Kylo clears his throat, nervousness tinged his voice.

"Lyra, I'm so sorry I didn't mean to-"

"Shhh," you coo, gently placing your palm against Kylo's cheek, "I need to tell you something. I just experienced something unbelievable...I promised someone very important to you that I'd relay a message" you explain, Kylo's eyes turning cold as you do. He straightens up beside you preparing for you to explain yourself. "I met your grandfather. He's one with the force, Kylo." Kylo's eyes scan yours, his jaw gently dropping open.

"What do you mean? I've...I've spoken to him. He's never spoken back."

"I know, Kylo, and he has a good reason. He wanted me to tell you that he doesn't want to be another divisive factor in your life. He told me he was always so filled with conflict, he feels it within you, too. He doesn't want to burden you more so with that feeling. It isn't his job to tell you what your destiny is or what to choose, but he's always on your side no matter what your future entails. He's always watching over you no matter how long the two of you may be in silence." The words come out of you, your voice pronouncing them as fact. It took you back knowing that It was true. You replayed the experience in your mind again and again. You had talked to Anakin Skywalker in your subconscious. He showed himself through the force, wanting you to deliver the message that he never was strong enough to deliver himself.

Kylo pushed himself from the side of the bed, standing completely straight before turning toward you. Disgust rested over his expression, his eyes cold like steel. You watched, nervousness clenching over your body as he began to ball his fists and unball them repeatedly, his eyes still glaring into yours. His lips began to snarl and his nose began to crinkle in anger, his entire body seeming to turn into a predator getting prepared to pounce on his prey. You pull your knees to your chest beneath the comforter as though they were your armor.

"He has refused to speak to me for years, years Lyra, and you come along displaying a sliver of your abilities and he finds you worthy of speaking to, huh?" Kylo hissed.

"Ky, It isn't like that, he just..."

"He knows everything that I've been battling and understands it and yet he still refuses to help me, refuses to acknowledge his own grandson!" Kylo yelled placing his hand firmly on the hilt of his saber that rested on his hip.

"Kylo, he can't just..."

"He can't just what! Help his grandson! You have no idea what this fucking feels like! It's agony and he could help me be relieved from his pain and he's choosing not to!" Kylo screamed, his teeth clashed together as he waited for your response. You stayed silent allowing him to dwell in the intensity of the moment, in the terror that radiated off of your being. He turned sharply and dropped onto the bed of the bed, his back facing you.

You began to breathe deeply, steadying yourself before you slowly crawled toward his figure, your hand out reached. You carefully placed your palm on his shoulder and gave it a light squeeze, your mind racing with the thoughts that you were too nervous to utter, 'I'm here Ky, I understand and I'm here'. You crawled into him, your weight resting against his back feeling his lungs inhale and exhale rapidly. You gently wrapped your other arm around him and nuzzled your face into his back. He reluctantly accepted your touch, his body temperature rising with each anger filled moment.

"You think that I don't know what it feels like to need help and not receive it from those around me? Come on Ky, you know better than that" you whispered, listening to his rhythmic heartbeat.

"I'm sorry" his deep voice groaned echoing from within his chest.

"Don't kill the messenger, commander" you commented before you began to plant small kisses on his neck and down his shoulders.

"You're stronger than I thought. The force bends to your will easily. This is good, very good" Kylo's voice was smooth and strong, no longer shaking with rage.

"Why's that?"

"Snoke. I'm talking with him in a few hours" he stated before slowly leaning his head toward yours, meeting you on his shoulder.

"Kylo, be honest with me. Am I going to die?" your words shock through the air like electricity. Kylo takes a moment before he carefully pulls himself onto his feet and turns towards you, lifting your chin with his leather covered grasp.

"They'll have to kill me first before they can place a single finger on you, do you understand?" you nod, "good girl. I'll be honest with you, Lyra, I'm on edge. I'm preparing for any scenario, they're all running through my head. But in the end of every single one you are safe, I promise my starlight" he coos before bending forward and gently placing his supple lips onto yours.

"Maybe...maybe I can help ease your nerves, If you'd want me-"

"What are you suggesting?" Kylo smiled, one of his eyebrows arching.

"I-um" you mumble, your mind racing for the correct words.

"Say it. Say it just the way you're thinking it" he pressed.

"I want you to fuck me. I want you to guide me through experiences I've never felt before. I want you to fuck me like it's the last chance we'll ever get" you feel your face glowing red.

"Hmmm...your proposition is tempting. Maybe if you ask nicely like a good little slut I can give you exactly what you want"

"Master, will you please fuck me. Please fuck me as hard as you can, I want you to dominate me like-" you began to speak, gently running your teeth over your lip. Before you could finish your sentence Kylo pushed your back flat onto the surface of the bed. His large stature followed suit and dragged on top of you, his face inches from yours, his weight held up by each of his arms that he had placed firmly on the sides of your head.

"I thought you'd never ask. Spread those legs open for me, baby."