Kylo Ren's head tilted up for a brief moment and Rey watched his jaw tick under the line of his helmet as he cautiously eyed Luke before his head dropped back down to her. The sun was dipping behind the horizon and she could see it setting in his mask. A deep red reflected off of the silver lines as he looked down at her through the infernal blankness that hide the boy Ben or the man Kylo behind it. Right now only he knew the true identity of the man behind the mask and the possibilities killed her

A combination of their anger and something she wasn't expecting, something that was equally as potent mixed through their bond. His grip on her shoulder released and now he was massaging the sore muscle between his fingers and the heel of his palm. She clenched her jaw to keep her eyes from rolling in her head. She felt something powerful moving inside of her. It took her a moment of concentration to realize what it was. It was his Force. She recognized it from when she'd taken some of it to temper his rage earlier. The heat between them was back and her lips started buzzing from the memory of their kiss. Liquid arousal stirred low in her stomach and she blushed under the expressionless stare of his mask.

She shivered when a breeze blew through the heatwave that was coming off of him and she still hated the mask that was currently looking back at her but it didn't deter her mind from lingering on the feeling of his hand kneading her tense shoulder or his heavy arm draped around her back. A gasp left her mouth when that arm tightened around her. A groan left his mouth and the noise from behind the helmet's modulator distorted the sound further causing Rey to shiver through his heat. His mask tilted and she though she heard Luke say something behind her but she couldn't make out if it had been actual words or not. Kylo's arm shot up in the direction of the man and something metallic clanked behind her. Silence followed after that. She knew Luke wasn't hurt, she could feel him behind her. He was conscious and aware but strangely silent.

Her right hand pulled from Ren's chest as she sipped around in an attempt to see what happened but Ren grabbed it in his and tugged hard brining her attention back to him. Her breath hitched when his hand touched hers. She felt his Force wrap around her in the form of crackling static. It drew her in and her anger began to melt away. His sizzling heat danced across her skin and traveled up her arm. He was breathing deeply again and Rey had no idea how things had gone from the blame game between Luke and Ben, to Kylo Ren looming over her with a heat that burned clear through where his eyes hid behind the shield of his mask. He'd released her torso from the prison of his arm when he'd grabbed her hand but he still managed to lock her down with his grip on her shoulder and her cupped hand in his. She couldn't help but focus on the places where he so forcefully held her. She wanted to be angry with his domineering treatment of her but she found it only left her body warming in sensitive places. He was still massaging her muscles and she tried to block out the vibrations of their Force mingling between their touch but it was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore. She strengthened her resolve while she stared into that mask.

"Let me go Ren." She spoke through their Force bond not willing to risk her voice sounding as needy as she felt.

His grip on her tightened and the hand on her shoulder pulled her closer. "Ren..." She tried but he just shook his head. His breath became audible and his voice was breathy and filled with lust even as he responded to her with his mind.

"Your hand..." Was all he mustered out through his struggling voice. She shivered as the two words brushed along the underside of her skull. Heat rose in her chest as her breasts tightened and she felt an intense need welling between their bond.

His mask tilted down past her face and it took her a moment to process what the two words he'd spoken to her were. Her eyes followed the invisible line that he drew with the direction of the slit in his mask until they found the hand that he had cupped in his. It was slightly glowing an off gold that swirled with far to much of his Darkness mixed with her Light but she knew that wasn't what he was referring to. She could see the cause of his words just past the hand he held. There was a much brighter far more alarming glow under her left hand in the background. She instantly knew why she felt overwhelmed by his essence. How long had she been siphoning his Force essence into herself? She wondered.

"Since you began to panic over... " He paused as he thought about how to describe the fear of weakness that was really coming from his end. "...Strengths and weaknesses." He left it more open ended, less specifics kept his own faults hidden under his words without lying to her.

His deep strained voice groaned through her head. It reverberated through the space sending shivers through her body from her head down to her toes. She should have been reacting to the fact that she'd been stealing his power through her touch, instead she couldn't get the image of them kissing out of her head. It had obnoxiously pushed itself to the forefront of her thoughts the second she had his energy moving through her. Her inner thighs were buzzing and her knees were threatening to collapse under her weight. He purred in response to her thoughts and goosebumps raised along her skin.

She shouldn't have thought about their recent... interaction. What is wrong with her? She shouldn't have done that at all... what was she thinking? What must he be thinking? She tried grabbing the reigns to redirect herself back to a more stable reality.

"Don't do that!" He growled out loud. "Don't you dare regret that! Don't take that away from me!" His words were aggressive and boldly underlined with a seriousness that told her he was not looking to argue about it. He was gripping her shoulder again and his other hand squeezed over hers. He was not playing around with this topic.

That mask and the loss of Ben's voice through the modulator destroyed the image of their kiss with an Ion Cannon. Her attraction to him fell back to her fear and she shrank underneath of him but he forcefully jerked her back up. Her eyes narrowed at him in silent warning. With this much of his Force freely flowing through her she was denied the privacy of her own thoughts no matter how hard she fought to keep them to herself. There was no space left in her mind that didn't also belong to him.

"...Don't take it away from yourself either." Ben's smooth baritone flowed through their connection. He must have realized how harsh he had come off because she could hear the effort he put into constraining his anger when he spoke down to her now.

Her heart swelled and her head hurt. It had been hurting since the memories began their assault but now the pain was deafening. The past, the present, Ben's voice, Kylo Ren's voice... she couldn't keep track. She finally pulled her hand from his chest and her Force nearly brought it right back over his heart. At the release of her contact his fingers dug into her shoulder but not to cause pain, he used her to steady himself when he lurched forward as though he were being freed by something.

Rey let out a pained gasp as his fingers bit into her flesh. "You're hurting me." She said out loud, hoping that the conviction in her voice would ring true.

His helmet twisted from one side to the other and he methodically cracked his neck wile he focused on bringing his emotions back under control. Kylo Ren's defenses were back up, his armor once more back into place as he hardened his resolve once more.

Kylo smoothly leaned over her countenance until his mask was nearly touching her face.

"That makes two of us." The Darksider's words were unexpected and the vulnerability hidden in the quiet deliverance shocked her.

A stupefied Rey found herself blinking up at his mask like he'd spoken an unfamiliar language. His voice was guttural even through the mechanical disguise masking its natural tone. Those few short words gave away how raw his emotions were beneath the warrior's armor clad exterior. There was a brutal honesty laced within the complex, yet simple sentence.

Kylo pulled away from her then and stretched to his full height before he roughly released her from his grip.

Her freedom was unexpected causing her to nearly stumble and fall at his feet. She scowled back up at him, her embarrassment and anger helping her to make a quick recovery. The survivalist in her urged her to step away from him but again Rey found herself unable to move more than a couple of steps back from his inner circle.

There was a magnetism between them. Something invisible that pulled her back to him and it wasn't just the longing of her Force for his. There was something else behind it. Some kind of weight that kept her from lifting her feet from the ground and fleeing in the opposite direction.

Determined to persevere, the defiant girl turned with the intent to march away from the anomaly behind her. She hadn't gotten but a step when the sight of her former Master being held in a Force lock captivated her attention.

Impossible, there's no way he could be that powerful... Her mind reeled and she suddenly felt very unsafe standing so close to him.

Just the same her eyes widened and her anger peaked as she watched the Jedi struggling under Ren's power in front of her.

"Release him now!" Her voice was low and it almost startled her to hear how threatening she sounded with the influence of his overwhelming Darkness backing her up... nearly egging her on if she was being honest.

Slowly, as if to challenge her stance with the mere gesture, Kylo Ren bent over her until his mask was nearly aligned with her face.

"Mmm, I sound good in you." He purred. He took a silent step towards her. He shouldn't have been so forward with her but kriff his Force felt good running through her veins.

The words mixed with the modulator made her skin crawl. She gasped at how sexual the selection of his words were and she swore she could feel him smiling behind her. There was something about the way he was interacting with her now that felt so perverse compared to the way he normally teased her. Her initial reaction would have been to shy away from him but the anger that was igniting in her took over her senses and she opted to react to it instead.

"Let. Him. Go!" She demanded unintentionally sending a slight pulse of her Force out around her as she spoke.

Before his alpha kicked in, Ren basked in the feel of her heat washing over him then his eyes narrowed at the back of her head. She gets a glimpse of my past and has the audacity to think she can command me into anything! His over charged senses left his reason way behind the other urges in his head. His hands fell over her shoulders and she jumped under the contact. He drew her power to him in thick gulps and he fed on her Force energy just as she'd done to him moments ago.

She'd taken a lot of his Darkness in with her Light and it left him confident that he could take enough of her power to leave her vulnerable to him without hurting her. He could already feel her swaying in his hands. He looked past her shoulder as she visibly slacked. Her body grew heavy and he pulled her against his chest as his uncle watched. He could see the horror in his blue eyes as Kylo Ren took control of his student former or otherwise, through her power.

He wouldn't dominate her, not here and not at all if he could help it but he needed to teach her to never forget who he was or what he was capable of. Her over confidence in thinking she had any control of him now that she knew their past, needed to be crushed. This was the reaction he was worried about and it's one of the things that kept him from informing her of what he'd discovered only last night in the first place. She thought he was weak now and he had to show her that he wasn't. He had to remind her of who he was but he had to do it with enough finesse that he didn't destroy everything that had happened between them in the last twenty four hours.

Rey could feel the heat in her body draining but she hadn't the slightest idea about why. Her eyes felt heavy and her thoughts made no sense. There was panic and fury and images she didn't understand. Her memories still crashed against her brain like waves. She was getting tired but she was so was angry. She was dizzy and when she felt hands pulling her back against a hard surface she didn't fight them. She welcomed the assistance in keeping herself on her feet. Her legs nearly buckled when her head rested against the wall behind her. She could see Luke in front of her and she felt afraid for him but she didn't know why. She remembered that she was angry with him... very angry with him. There was a Darkness in her that stirred her thoughts and her emotions.

Her good sense was drifting with the warmth the hands on her shoulders greedily pulled out of her and she was left with to much of that boiling anger to focus properly. She stared at Luke with her warmth evaded her. She remembered starving, melting under a hot sun and working her hands to the bone. She remembered a home before that and the loss of a boy she once loved. She mourned for a family she only had for a short time and that boy was the central part of that family. She wasn't allowed to grieve the first time she lost Ben, that release had been stolen away from her. That's when she realized that Luke was the center of her anger.

Luke was still silently watching her and Rey noticed the heat in his eyes. He was probably already plotting his next move as it always seemed like he was trying to hurt her.

Rage replaced the anger that she'd been flooded with and Ren's head tilted in curiosity behind her. Rey suddenly pulled away from her Master's hold. Kylo's response to the loss of her from under his hands was instant but he was to curious by her thought process to stop her when she pulled away.

He'd been drawing a mixture of her Light and his Dark back out of her and he'd taken a good deal back before she'd broken free of his hold but he had the capacity to hold far more Force energy at once then she did and he'd unintentionally taken a little too much of her Light in the process. He squeezed his fists shut tightly, the response had nothing to do with anger. To his amazement it was his Force that caused the reflexive movements. It pulled his hands closed as it absorbed what was remaining of her Force energy along his palms. He felt like if he just opened them, he would shoot lightning from his hands. It was startling and for a moment he just stared between her and his fists.

He was still lost in the feeling of her energy running up his arms when he noticed something all to familiar building up in his chest. He felt the slow stirring of anger through their bond. His body was still buzzing from their Force exchange, he hadn't meant to be so rough with her moments ago but he had little to no experience with the effects of what their exchange would actually have on them. He was intoxicated by his Force moving through her and now her Light was breathing through him, alive  and actively moving through his Darkness. He felt so powerful with their signatures mixed.

Now she was running through him and he was literally drunk from her power mixing with his. He was lightheaded and seeing doubles. His muscles felt loose and he felt indestructible. He'd only ever been drunk once a long time ago and he hated the feeling of his control being so... well, out of his control. He was used to his emotions being every where. He was used to the conflict that was constant in his head but this...

He squeezed his hands open and closed and felt how weak the ropes of his muscles were. This was the exact opposite of control. He was hot and cold, careful and reckless, harmless and dangerous, and weak and strong all at the same time. He needed to look no further for proof that he was indeed intoxicated by her then when his arousal spiked just from his eyes wandering over her. He was normally so careful with how he reacted around her. Now he looked at her, really looked at her. His heavy eyes traced her up and down from head to toe and they lingered over every curve and slop of her womanly form.

She was staring at Luke. Her aura had darkened and her body was tense from her feet all the way up to her neck. It was her anger that was filling his chest right now and that heat was sliding over his skin like a slick lover between sheets. His eyes closed and he relished in her warmth. Usually she was cooling him off. Usually she was like ice melting in his hands, tempering his hot headed anger with her cool level headed discipline. Now she was fire. She practically smoldered in front of him.

His darkness purred at the sight of her. His insides turned to liquid as he watched her light up the world around him with her darkening aura. She was still primarily Light but his shadows of whispy blacks and purples moved through her causing her to shimmer like dusk under an early moon. He could see that she had more of his Force energy swirling through her then she could control, Luke had just been the thing to set her off. Kylo had shown her how to pull the Force into her and how to release it into an object but not how to stabilize it or control it so it didn't control her.

Kylo had only intended to control her to prove a point but now while he was inebriated with her power and enjoying the feeling of being so thoroughly connected with her, he couldn't even control himself. He'd warned her that the Force was always looking for a dominant. He'd warned her what would happen if she consumed something more powerful then herself. He should have taken the time to teach her how to find her limit but he didn't think she'd be applying this lesson so soon. He doubted it would matter in this situation though, he was betting she had no idea that she'd been siphoning his Force earlier. If she wasn't careful Ren would be controlling her through his power with out him even lifting a finger to do so. Until she became stronger and more aware they were going to have to discover her limit together.

This exchange of power between them needed to remain in his control from here out. He was the stronger of the two so it was his responsibility to keep the balance or at least to keep the scales mostly even. She wasn't his ally yet and he couldn't trust her with as much power as he had or with everything he knew, until she was.

There was a reason there had to be a Master and an apprentice in the bond between a true teacher and student. When their Forces were unstable it could drastically change one, the other or both in that bond. There were new rules that had yet to be discovered between two who shared a Master-apprentice bond and a Force bond. They would have to learn along the way. They were clearly both suffering through different effects from their power exchange. He was flowing with her light but it wasn't near enough to control him but Rey... she was loosing herself to the power of his Darkness. For once that darkness was so satisfied that it wasn't even hissing in his head and that was probably a bad thing.

Rey was clearly of the Light, but she had her own anger issues to work through and his uncle had just dropped years worth of lost memories into her lap while she was already confused and vulnerable. Kylo instantly recognized her as a serious threat with his power manifesting in her. She was smart, strong and unstable. That was a very dangerous combination in her hands. That's how he'd ended up on his back the first time they'd fought. He really wanted to let her go take out her anger on Skywalker. He'd relish in the sight of her treating him as a training beam. Maker knows the Jedi deserves it.

Kylo's head tilted and his lips curled as he watched her intently. His hands flexed open and closed and his mouth suddenly watered while he looked at her. He watched her eyes burn in the direction of his uncle. He watched as the man took a step back in careful contemplation and that's when it also clicked that he'd lost his focus between now and when he'd been ogling Rey. Always with this girl! He silently chided.

Luke was now free of his hold, not that it mattered; The Jedi wouldn't go anywhere with out his former apprentice and right now he was uncertain of the girl in front of him. Kylo smiled behind his mask. It was devilish and twisted, crafted with a combination of hate and lust and one hundred percent influenced by his Darkness. Her anger through their bond pleased his Darkness beyond words. Her mental power flexed and bowed as her temper rose in response to Luke Skywalker's very presence.

An anger so hot it physically hurt Rey to harbor burned in her chest. The lean muscles in her arms flexed under the profound squeezing of her fists and her shoulders tightened from the rage she was suddenly trying to control. Her jaw locked and her eyes glared in the direction of Luke Skywalker. Eight months... eight months he had to tell her who she was. She mentally seethed. Kylo could hear her thoughts and judging by his uncle's suddenly paling face, he knew he could hear them too.

Kylo stepped from behind her so he could see her face. A slick sheen of sweat glistened along her arms and face. It reminded him of when he'd pressed her to the edge of the word and held her their. She was fierce then and she was fierce now. He reveled in the heat that radiated off of her toned frame. Her chest was heaving and her jaw was clenched. He found her eyes and his stomach tightened. Her normally warm hazel eyes were hard and had significantly darkened. He could see the anger in them, but he also saw the hurt. That was what set her off to begin with. She was angry with Luke. She was angry with Kylo Ren or Ben, or both, and she was probably angry with herself because somehow she always found away to put some weight on her own shoulders.

Kylo's jaw locked. He reached out to her mind with his and she was so far gone that she didn't even notice he was there. She harbored so much pain that Kylo nearly fled from the space. She was hurt over losing Ben. She was turning that hurt into anger and she directed it at Luke because she blamed him for the loss. She was angry that he lied to her and after he'd taken her away and left her on that rat hole of a planet she didn't must trust him, but above all else, she was scared. Deep down she loved Luke and she wanted him back in her life that way she knew him in the past but she didn't trust him enough in the moment not to break her while she was so fragile. Kylo completely understood this fear. She also wanted Ben back and she already resented Kylo Ren for stealing away from her what she just recovered but being that she felt like a different person herself and not at all like the little girl she had once been, she'd never let him know how she felt on the surface.

He was her enemy and she still suffered her own pain to protect him from his. She was a complete anomaly... Kylo didn't understand how she survived in the world with a heart that she was willing to skewer to protect even her worst enemies. He knew in that moment that she was going to get him killed, he'd die protecting her from herself or defending that pesky Light that undoubtedly clouded her better judgment. Kriff...

It also dawned on him that this revelation meant that she already had a new reason to hate him and that hurt him down to his core but he figured at least she understood that Ben was gone. She'd get over him in time and eventually she'd only see me. Eventually she'd only want me. I'll take the time to make sure of that... wether she likes it or not. Kylo reassured himself.

His hate for Skywalker urged him to fuel her thoughts. His Darkness wanted him to encourage her's to rally with his so together they could burn Luke at the stake that he crafted with his own hands but this would solve one problem only to create another. As pleasing as her rage felt poring through their line, and it was pleasing, he knew the girl struggling in front of him better then she knew herself. No matter how drunk Kylo felt, no matter how deserving Luke was of her wrath, if Kylo encouraged her to harm Luke or worse, she'd never forgive herself or him.

His alpha wanted to destroy the man that constantly threatened her. It wanted to punish the man that hurt her in a more scarring way then anything Luke could have physically done to her and maker knows that he'd almost killed her at least twice that Kylo knew of. His Darkness rallied behind his alpha further encouraging him to guide Rey down that Dark path. To Kylo's surprise at the moment, he found his Light just as loud as his Darkness. It wanted to see her safe but it wanted to protect her through peace. His Light, or rather the combination of theirs together as he knew that the majority of the Light currently in him was from when he'd siphoned a great deal of her Light with the power he'd taken back moments ago, wanted to see her find reconciliation with the Jedi he knew she once loved like he did while he was Ben.

When Kylo lost that love for his uncle it left him angry and bitter and as much as he enjoyed when Rey was angry he couldn't imagine her left with the bitterness that would follow. Then there was the guilt that never went away. His father's face flashed through his mind for a quick moment and it was very sobering. He couldn't let Rey feel like he felt about what he'd done to his father.

When it came to encouraging Rey one way or the other, Ren was hesitant to say the least. His instincts told him to isolate her until she had only him to lean on. They told him to make himself the only thing in her world.

This is what he should be doing. He thought. He should be carefully filling her with hate through their bond. This is what his training was telling him to do. These were his Dark instincts and to him, they weren't wrong but it wasn't the only suggestion rolling around the suddenly crowded space of his mind.

He looked down at her pained face while his own head spun. His bond with her made it hard for him to ignore that pain. I should be encouraging her to strike him down. I should make her leave with me right now! I should encourage her to move forward with her hate and never look back just as my Master did to me. I should... His heart felt heavy in his chest as he watched her suffer with her own internal struggles at his side. His darkness plagued his thoughts while the grace of her Light tormented his soul.

Damn the light they shared for toying with his head. Damn his weakness for this girl. Did his position on the Dark side mean so little to him? Did his training teach him nothing? His Master may be using him for power but that didn't make Kylo any less loyal to him. Until kylo was strong enough to challenge him he would remain his subject, that was his way and he wouldn't destroy his own values to comfort her. This was his resolve and it was strong against the weakness of his Light but...

After the death of his father he'd been left with nothing but pain, guilt, and confusion. If he let her harm Luke, what would she be left with? How deep would that scar her?  He closed his eyes and honed in on the emotions her rage was masking beneath their dominance.

There was sadness, confusion, uncertainty, loss, and pain... so much pain. She was recycling her emotions the same way Kylo did. She was hardening herself as she steeled her weaker emotions into the same sharp hate that he used as a weapon. She wasn't in control of herself because she was to confused between all of the new memories that were still coming back to her and that was Luke's fault but her real anger stemmed from Kylo's Darkness and it's defending hiss spiked with a little of her own hidden Darkness.

He eyed Luke, weighing the outcome of both paths in his mind. She had always chosen Ben over the Jedi in the past and he hoped with every fiber of his being that she would again in the present. He decided with their bond and her new found knowledge of their past, that Luke wasn't a threat anymore. Besides Kylo was still taking her away with him no matter the out come anyway, so he supposed he could encourage a peace between the two... for the moment. It would only benefit him when Rey looked back on it later. It would help remind her that he was with her when she needed him. He stood at her side in what ever she chose. Always and forever... His Light whispered into his Darkness and to Kylo's surprise, there was no urge to snuff that voice out. The Ben that she remembered safeguarding her in the past could do the same as Kylo Ren... if she still accepted him. He would use this old connection to reinforce her position by his side and guarantee that she would want to be there of her own volition. This is the excuse that he he gave to his Dark instincts...

~Hey readers, so I know that I just posted a chapter but these two pieces really go together, so does the next to but hat one will have to wait until tomorrow. I only separated these two because together they were extremely long and I wanted you guys to be able to take a break if you needed it.~

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