Rey and Kylo (Patreon)

In her mind she said yes. Yes to he offer of ruling the galaxy together. Her heart fluttered as she melted in his arms. Damn the Jedi and the Sith! The Force was strong between them. He pulled her to him with his mind and she melted into his arms. Their lips touched with a spark. The lights around them flickered and sparked as the tensions between them rose. Her skin hot against him as she ripped away his sweat laden shirt. Was this the New Order? Could they? Or would this simply be a battle of lust ending in one of their demise? She didn't care. She climbed him like the hills of  Ahch-To. He pulled away the fabric covering her supple bosom and tenderly placed her nipple in his warm, moist mouth. Suckling her nipple like a puppy she cries out and pulls away. Her head hung in shame as she yet again gives into the temptation of the Dark Side. Rushing towards him, she puts her body in what can only be called a trance. She is frozen in the air. The blood rushes to her nether regions and her body heaves as she is swallowed up into his grasp. The temptation is too great! He pulls open her pants and reaches into his own, pulling out his flesh saber, injecting it into her own cave of darkness. In this split second The Force was with them both. They wanted it to last forever. But she knew it couldn't be. As they pleasured each other in this moment, she felt that this was her only shot. She could take the life of her enemy and lover. He felt it. Felt her, through her. He knew. Does he wait and see if filling her with his love nectar will calm the desires of a vengeful woman? Does he pull away and take the life of the only woman who could ever know his struggle and pain? You decide....