Steady On.

Chapter 65.

Their bond only confirmed this, encouraged it even. They were destined to be the other's protector, and he knew deep down that she would never up and abandon these people... He felt it.

Every day in Naboo he felt her anxiousness grow, her determination only building by the minute. He had to act in the only way he knew how; Discreetly, and with power.

It was the truest lesson Snoke had ever taught him, to have a plan within the plan.

She would never agree with it, but his mother ruled in the same way.

At the thought of his mother, his body tensed harshly and he had to force himself to breathe steadily.

For a quick moment, he wondered what she thought of him being here. The nasty, dark side of him jabbed at his own mind, telling him that he was just another pawn in the game she created...

But in the back of his mind, he felt the resemblance of Rey's force signature iron the thought away back into the little bubble that resided within him, a dark, cold place that was beginning to get smaller and smaller by the day... though it never truly went away.

Checking his senses, Ben realized that Rey didn't reach out, and knew his own mind must have presented the ghost of her force, which in turn only astonished him more.

There was a very long time in his life where Snoke had the same power, used to mold him into a punishable being that did his master's bidding...

But now... The girl changed everything...

The scavenger from nowhere...

The corner of his mouth twitched with a smile at the thought, and with a sigh, his mind began to replay their moments alone.

His body ached for her, a sudden pulse that nearly drove him off the floor he lay on. He'd never been so attracted to anybody, or anything, before.

It was never to do with her strength, or her power with the force...

It was always her; Raw, honest, curious.

She was always just as eager to learn him the way he did her, and her aggressive curiosity lured him without fail every time, always ready to position him or urge him in any way, shape, or form. It was always to her liking, and by the way she would smile or gasp when he touched a sensitive spot... It was absolutely thrilling.

Rey was so responsive to everything, and he knew it was because she was so inexperienced, but her encouragement gave him all the confidence he needed when it came to pleasing her, which only satisfied him even more.

Slowly blinking, Ben felt his body heat at the memories of their first time, and how she had looked at both him and his shaft... Wide eyed, shocked... But curious...Even when her timid hand held him in her palm later that night, and only moments later she sat on her hands and knees, trembling as his own lips met her wet core.

And then his mind drifted to the night on Naboo, when she took him into her mouth... How her tongue lapped at him, tasted him, savored him...

With a dry throat, Ben licked at his lips, a hard gulp soon following.

He briefly wondered if she ever thought of those moments, of how they connected time after time, whether it be their first time together, or the nights on Naboo when she waited for his return, or when they made love in the moonlight, completely open in the front of their window...

Yes, he wondered if she thought of these times indeed, and another thought drifted by, a curious question posing in the form of a vision in his mind that ignited a roll of heat through him. Did she ever touch herself to the thought of him?