Disclaimer: The rating is NC 17. Please do not read if you're offended by this type of relationship. I assure you it is a loving relationship but with some spice. I love reading all of your Reylo fanfics so much I thought I would try my hand in it. Lol. This is my first attempt. I hope you like it. Also, this isn't beta read. I am editing as I go. If someone wants to beta-read this me let me know. And thanks. Lol. 

REY-

Last night I dreamed of Ben Solo again. All of studio 42 is empty except for the director, Ben Solo and i. Everyone is else is at lunch. I am alone in the wardrobe dept. Spending my lunch hourputting the finishing touches to the leading ladies vintage antique gown costume for the coming scene. A lightning storm producing no rain rages outside making the tall walls tremble with each strike. I turn to a voice calling outside from the showcase only to find Ben Solo standing there.

He stands in the middle of the large tall three-way mirror. His image reflects back his tall dark figure and pale angular face; tripling him. He is staring at me. A small smirk tugging at the corner of his full red lips.

"Gwen is not here," I say."She went to lunch."

"I'm not looking for Gwen, Rey," he replies. His voice is low a dark.

A flush heats my face as his dark whiskey eyes begin to scan down my body. I look down at myself. I am wearing a comfortable black exercise bra and tight gray sweatpants. I'm barefoot. My black ballerina shoes were thrown in the middle of the room. My chestnut-brown hair is tied up in a messy bun and I'm not wearing makeup.

"Did you feel safe wearing that outfit around me today, Rey?" he asks.

His voice is smooth like melted chocolate as he steps away from the mirrors and starts to walk toward me slowly.

"What?" My lips part in surprise. I feel my breath come out in short gasps as he walks closer to me.

"You heard me, Rey, " he answers." Did you feel safe wearing that outfit in front of me? Thinking maybe I wouldn't react to it?"

"I...iiii? " I answer. He steps up to me. All of his 6'3 of him look down at me. He is so tall and so close my neck hurts looking up at him. I look up at his face. His angular but beautiful face looks at me and I feel my whole body flush as his full red lips lift into a predatory smile. I suck in a breath when he licks his lips and leans forward bringing his full lips close to my ear.

"Cat got your tongue, Rey?" He whispers.

" No. I... l" I answer.

"Did you think I was harmless, Rey?" he whispers. I shudder as I feel his hot breath on my neck.

"No. I....." I stutter. I can't think. My mind is reeling; melting down to only primal thoughts such as wants and needs.

"Yes. That's it. Is it?" he sighed."You think of me as just your boss. But I am only just a man who's craved you for so long, little Rey. I want you so badly I can taste it."

I release the breath I was holding and feel myself literally go boneless. I feel like I am about tocollapse until Ben Solo's strong muscular arms wrap around me keeping me from falling. I hear Ben chuckle softly in my ear.

"Ever since I first met you, Rey" he moaned."It's you and only you. Never Gwen."

I hear Ben's deep chuckle and my breath catches as I feel his fingertips slide slowly down my body to my hot center where he lays his hand flat. I gasp as I feel his two long fingers rubbing my clit through my gray sweat pants. I groan then and reach out to grasp the front of his black t-shirt when his fingers pick up speed faster and faster.

"Open your legs for me, Rey," Ben rasps. I spread my legs a little wider, letting out a moan as he continues to whisper. His breath hot and heavy in my ear.

"Yes. That's it. You're soaking through your sweat pants, Rey," he moaned. "Come for me, Rey."

I close my eyes when Ben's thick fingers encircle my clit through my sweat pants even faster making me release a low deep, moan. Then he stops. I open my eyes to find Ben smiling down at me. His sexy crooked smile making me even hotter.

"Not just yet, little Rey," he said breathlessly."I want to feel you come on my hand."

"Oh?"

Before I know it Ben's two thick fingers are inside my sweat pants and up and over my panties,knuckle deep and moving inside me. I gasp and whine. l reach out to grasp his broad shoulders as he pushes his fingers further up inside me moving slowly at first and then picking up speed. A crook of his two long fingers and a bright white light then flashes behind my closed eyes. A low moan escapes my lips as my whole body shutters as I bathe Ben's hand as I come.

"That's a good girl, Rey, " Ben whispered."You came so good for daddy."

I moan lifting my head from Ben's broad chest. I feel myself coming back to the world around me as I let out another low deep moan.

"Even more beautiful than I had imagined, " Ben says smiling down at me.

His dark eyes turning a deep dark amber under the bright stark white lights of the wardrobe room. His full red lips turn up into a wide smile showing his crooked white teeth.I lower my lashes feeling myself blush all over from my orgasm. I cry out in surprise as Ben suddenly bends down and sweeps me up in his huge arms.

"Wanna take you home so I can play with you more," he growls.

"I will not do the scene again Ben Solo. It was perfect the first time."

I blink twice bringing myself back to reality and sigh as I walk into studio 42. I work as a wardrobe assistant to Paige Tico. I sip at my coffee while carrying another. The second coffee belongs to the star of the film Gwen Phasma. I break out into a long yawn. The erotic dream I had about Ben Solo is a result of the BDSM Star Wars fan fiction I read last night. I imagined Kylo Ren as Ben Solo and Kira as myself. The woman he secretly loved and couldn't live without. Kylo needed her as well as he wanted her. It felt so real. I touched myself a couple of times before finally falling asleep. But I know it was only fanfiction. Ben Solo is not secretly in lust or love with me in real life and never will be.

"No, it wasn't! You missed a line. Do it again."

"I did not! I never miss lines and you know it, Ben Solo !"

I break out from my thoughts at the rising voices. Gwen Phasma's Posh English accent arguing with Ben about something again. God! I think its foreplay for them. I notice him staring at us as Gwen and I were walking toward the food crafts table yesterday. He was wearing his dark sunglasses never taking them off; so I couldn't really see who he was looking at. I only saw him finally shake his head and look away. I knew he was most definitely looking at Gwen. Gwen; the leading lady is a tall gorgeous blonde with ice blue eyes, a thin waist, ample breasts, and very long legs that go up to her shoulders. She doesn't just reach only to the middle of Ben'smassive chest like she does. Gwen is the same height. We are the total opposite. I am a petite athletic brunette where Gwen is a tall, slender regal blonde. So, I know Gwen is more Ben's type, not me.

However, despite this reality. I have a soul-crushing crush on Ben Solo. Well, at least I can still dream about Ben Solo making me come again and again and using me like a sex toy. Making love can come later. I chuckle at that thought and blow out a breath. I sip at my Ice coffee mocha latte. I lick the cool foam from my lips as I feel it cool my body down. I take a breath and watch Gwen and Ben. Gwen is sitting on the huge black leather couch while Ben stands over Gwen. I sigh as I wait for the conversation to end to give Gwen her coffee. I find myself staring once again; captivated at Ben. Ben is so tall. I would say maybe 6'3. He is massive with large broad shoulders and a wide well-defined chest. His pale arms are not overly muscular but big with large hands and long thick fingers. He has a Marine Corps tattoo under his long sleeve shirt leftover from his days as a Marine. He signed up at nineteen and was discharged when he was injured in battle.

The tattoo is on his upper arm. I saw it once at a barbecue/pool party Poe Demeron threw for the whole cast. It's so sexy. My eyes rise to look at his face. His dark brown eyes are focused on Gwen completely. His face is interesting. He's more boyishly handsome than handsome. He has a pale, white complexion with a face that is angular. A long nose and crooked mouth with pouty red lips. His mop of long dark brown hair curls, around the collar of his baby blue dress shirt opened at the neck exposing his throat. My eyes follow the pattern of his tiny dark birthmarks. They are mesmerizing on his white complexion. They look like perfect formed constellations that run from the base of his neck to splash a little over his cheek. My eyes then drop to the black leather belt of his dark dress pants only to see an outline of a huge bulge there. I raise my eye quickly and feel heat flushing my face. Last nights dream repeats in my mind as a fleeting thought creeps into my mind.

What would happen if I asked Ben to do all those things I read in the sexy Star Wars fanfiction to me? How would he answer? Stupid Rey! Ben Solo wouldn't look twice at you if he can have any starlet or female star he wanted at his command. So Shut up and forget it. Well, at least I can imagine what Ben Solo would do, at least. I sigh at the thought.

"I fed you the line three times and you......" Ben's baritone voice answers.

Ben lifts his dark eyes from Gwen to look at me. His brow furrows. He's not wearing his dark sunglasses today. I can see his eyes. They are a the color of amber under the very bright lights of the film set. His jaw shifts slightly as he stares at me. It is a hard stare I can't read. It makes my throat dry. I swallow hard. Ben then looks away and hangs his head, sighing in frustration.

"Damn it! I forgot what I was going to say!" he mutters.

Gwen on the couch turns her head to see me and frowns.

"Rey," Gwen whispered.

I smile a huge smile.

"Your coffee." I stick out my arm that holds the hot beverage Gwen wanted.

"Thank you, " Gwen answered. "I think I'm going to need it." She lifts herself up from the couch and walks around it to me.

"Yes. I think so, " I chuckle as I give it to her.

Gwen takes the coffee, lifting the white plastic lid, and takes a sip. A low moan of pleasure escapes from her red pouty lips as she closes her eyes. I smile watching her as another low groan escapes her full scarlet lips.

"I didn't call for break yet Gwen," Ben yells. "Kid, What part of only the actors are allowed on my set while I'm directing don't you understand?"

I feel my face grow hot embarrassed as Ben glares at me prompting me to relive scenes of my erotic dream of him again in my mind. I feel a heat of arousal wash over me again. I have to defuse this tense situation. It is my only defense.

"Is that what you just forgot to say?" I reply innocently. Gwen laughs and coughs into her fist. beside me. I felt his dark eyes scan my face for a minute as a small smirk plays around his full lips only to disappear a second later. Did I just imagine that smirk?

"I guess not, " I answer breaking the silence between us. I wince and swallow hard.

"There is to be no visitors on my set when I am directing a scene!" Ben barked. "So please leave now!"

"Right. Because I'm a non-actor."

"Yes," Ben grumbled. "Gwen get back on this couch and do the scene again."

Ben clenches his large hand Into a fist and hits the large black leather couch hard; creating a huge bang that resonates through the set. Gwen and I jump at the huge sound. I feel my heart speed up and I myself getting wet in my private parts at the action. I imagine Ben relentlessly spanking my ass with his large hands making her ass get beet red with each spank. I gasp at the thought.

"I best go," Gwen said. "You better go back too, honey."

"You're right." I whispered."I better go before he calls security to throw me out."

Gwen nods and laughs. She lifts her coffee to me.

"Thanks for the coffee, Rey."

"You're welcome," I nod.

"Phasma! I'd like to finish this film before the end of this century!"

I watch Gwen walk back to Ben and take the same place as before.Gwen on the couch and Ben standing tall above her discussing the scene with her until his eyes meet mine once again. His stare cold and penetrating.

"I'm leaving! I'm leaving!"I gasp."Big bully!"

I spin on my heel. I can still feel his eyes on me as I make my way back to the wardrobe room.

"Wait! Rey, " Ben calls out.

I spin on my heel and turn to face Ben.

"Yes. My lord and master?" I answer.

Ben's expression changes from annoyed to wide eyes and full lips parting in surprise as he stares at me. I bite down on my bottom lip at my answer as I feel myself grow hot with embarrassment. Shit! Last nights dream is invading my life.I gulp.

"Ha, Ha, just kidding boss, " I answer.

I laugh nervously again at my joke. Meanwhile, I could feel my upper lips begin to sweat as Ben's dark amber gaze penetrate my soul. The silence is thick enough to cut with a knife until Ben finally clears his throat loudly and speaks. His eyes narrow.

"Bring me the gown Paige finished for Gwen, " he orders his voice deep and smooth.

The low sexy rumble of his voice brings me back to last nights dream. I swallow hard.

"Yes sir!" I answer. I turn to find Amir Hux; the leading man of this film smiling at me. His emerald green eyes shining. He winks at me and I practically run to the wardrobe dept to get the dress.

I return with the beautiful dark blue and white vintage ball gown circa 1800s cradled in my arms. It is a pre-civil War ball gown recreation which she and Paige worked hard on most of this year. I present to Ben. His dark amber eyes roam over my face for a minute making me feel nervous. Then they lower to examine the dress.

"Good, now bring me Gwen's walking dress, " he orders.

I nod and sprint back to the wardrobe. QI return out of breath carrying the walking dress for the afternoon scene. It is a deep marine blue wool suit made for walking in the park during a winter afternoon. I watch Ben cross his muscular arms across his huge broad chest and glare at me. Ben's glare is intense enough to make me weak in the knees but I don't turn my eyes away from his. Instead, I lick my full bottom lip and lift my head defiant. An eyebrow arches over Ben's right eye.

"Lay the dresses on the couch, Rey, " he orders.

"All right." I nod slowly. I walk to the set and lay the dresses gently on the black leather couch. I

turn to find Kylo right behind me looking at me like there was something else he wanted to say. Iwait to hear it. Finally, Ben's full lips turned up in a wry smile.

"Thank you, Rey, " he said."You can leave my set now."

I nod again and walk away. I release a breath I didn't know I was holding. My thoughts jumbled with all the salacious sensations Ben invoked in me ordering me to get those dresses. His deep voice so forceful. I stop myself and roll my eyes.

"I need to get laid!" I sigh. I wrinkle my nose as I count how long it's been since I'd gotten laid. Three, four months? That's too long.

"Hey Rey!" a voice calls out behind me.

I turn at the small and narrow corner entrance to the wardrobe room to find Armi Hux running towards me. A huge smile on his full lips. I put on my best brightest smile as he steps closer to me.

"Are you free tonight?" Armi said.

I stop to think if I have anything to do tonight and shake my head at Armi.

" No, I have nothing, " I answer.

"How bout you and I go to a movie and then dinner?" Armi proposed.

I open my mouth to answer Armi when Ben Solo's voice thunders loudly to the second wardrobe assistant Rose Tico.

"Rose!" take the dresses back with you to the wardrobe dept."

"Yes, I love too, Armi, " I answer.

I step closer to him as a smile brightens his freckled face. Armi takes a closer step towards me only to be stopped by a light cough. Armi and I turn our heads to see Rose carrying the dresses in her long arms wanting to pass through us to get to thewardrobe room.

"Excuse me please, " Rose said. Her voice apologetic.

We both step back to our corners to let Rose pass and close the gap when she passes.

"Thank you." Rose sings.

I smile and wave at Rose as she walks down the hall.

"When can I pick you up?" Armi asks.

I turn my head to Armi to answer him when Kylo' Ren's voice yells for Rose again.

"Rose!" Bring back the ball gown!"

Rose appears once again. An apologetic look on her sweet pretty face.

"Excuse me guys, sorry."

Armi and I separate again and let her pass. My brow furrows as I watch Rose walk away from us back to set.

"So when I can I pick you up?" Armi repeats. I take a breath to answer only to hear Kylo Ren's once again bark out an order for Rose.

"Take the ball gown back to the wardrobe and bring me the walking suit. "

I sigh and roll my eyes as I see Rose walking back towards us. Her expression already regretting about interrupting once again.

"Excuse me, guys."

Armi and I separate to let her pass. My brow furrows as I watch Rose walk away.

"Excuse me again, guys." Rose said interrupting my thoughts.

"Oh, yes, sorry, " I apologized.

Hux and I break apart once again to let Rose pass. I caught Hux's brow wrinkle watching Rose walk away.

"What?" I ask wanting to know what he was thinking.

"It's just weird, " Hux exclaimed. "I've never known The great Ben Solo to be so indecisive."

My eyebrow raised as I press my lips together. My eyes narrow. Is Ben Solo deliberately sending Rose to interrupt Hux? But why? To be an asshole that's why! Then I remembered what Ben Solo really is an arrogant, pompous, asshole, peacock. God Rey, Wake up! Ben Solo is never going to be your hero. I open my mouth to say something when Rose once again appears carrying theaforementioned wool marine blue walking suit in her arms.I move away from Hux to let her pass. Rose broke out in a laugh as she passed.

"Enough of this!" I growl.

I reach to grab Hux's hand pulling him away from his narrow corner and into the wardrobe room

To Be continued......

A/N I know it's been a long while since I've posted anything. This is my attempt to write Star Wars sequel fanfiction. Reylo. I will be posting this here on my blog as I write it as well as Wattpad. It is a work in progress so do t get to angry with me. Lol. Please Aim your fire arrows or hearts and flowers to me. Lol. I hope you like it.

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