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Showing posts with label Come to Me. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Come to Me. Show all posts

2/12/2018

Come to Me, Inside My Love (3/?)



3. “Easy Conversation” –Jill Scott

I.

The ritual was this: early breakfast on the verandah, meditation time for Rey, swimming lessons, a break for Rey, lunch on the verandah, afternoons spent with the Force, and finally, dinner in the opulent dining room.  Kylo suggested the day after their arrival that they watch the sunset and Rey was not pressed about it; she’d seen thousands of sunsets on Jakku.

“Have you ever seen a sunset over the ocean, though?”

“No.” 

“Humor me then.  Just this once.”

So she joined him on the shoreline and watched with rapt attention as the sun sank below the horizon and the sky change from orange to peach to pink to violet while the water ran over her feet…it was exhilarating.  Kylo watched her face as she watched the horizon.

After it was over, he asked, “What do you think?”

“It was nice.  It’s not like a desert sunset.  The water…I’ve never seen anything like that.  Can we do it again tomorrow?”

“Of course.”  And it became part of their ritual.

1/30/2018

Come to Me, Inside My Love (2/?)

2.  “Learning to Fly”  -Pink Floyd

I.

Rey woke up quick; sitting up so fast her head swam.  She looked around, taking in her surroundings.  She was in a bedroom, but where, she had no idea.  Rey looked down and breathed a sigh of relief.   Her clothing was intact.  She looked around and saw a wall of windows off to her left with sunlight streaming in.  Rey got up and walked towards them, wondering where she was. 

Rey pulled back the curtains and a gasp escaped her.  She was on a beach.  There was an ocean not 300 yards away.

At night, desperate for sleep…you imagine an ocean…

Were they on Nubia?  Had she slept that long?  She didn’t recall being awake at any time since she fell asleep on Kylo’s cot.

1/24/2018

Come To Me, Inside My Love

Fandom: Star Wars
Pairing:  Rey/Kylo Ren
Rating: Mature/18+
Timeframe:  Immediately after TLJ
Disclaimer: Broke as fuck.  Characters you recognize do not belong to me.  Characters you don’t recognize are mine.
Summary:  An exploration of the bond between Kylo Ren and Rey.
A/N:  So I was not impressed with either TFA or TLJ.  I was all “meh” after both.  But after re-watching certain scenes in TFA and TLJ, my beloved Muse decided that she was quite impressed with the good ‘ship Reylo, enough that I’m about to spit out a fic I don’t have time to write.  I suppose I should not be surprised. 
A/A/N:  I don’t know where this is going to lead, so…


1.  “Come Back to Me”   -Janet Jackson

I.

“We have everything we need.”

Rey looked the general in the eye.  It was less than 25 people on board the Falcon.  All that was left of the Resistance.  So much loss of life…and they lost anyway.  Rey didn’t know where they were headed, but it became clear to her two minutes after the Falcon took off from Crait that she knew where she was going.  The ship hadn’t even cleared the lower levels of the atmosphere when she felt it—him—deep in her soul.

She couldn’t hide it from Leia.  She tried.

“Where are we going, General?”

“Sajava IV,” she said.  “A small planet in the Outer Rim.  We’ll be safe there.  Don’t worry.”

“I’m not worried,” Rey said.  “It’s just that…that…”

Leia stared at the girl, closing her eyes.  A moment later, she reached out and put her hand on Rey’s shoulder.

“You need to leave.”