Her lips burned the duration of her running.

His lips were in her mind, a memory on her skin.

She tried to clear her mind, tried to reason with herself that this was not good, this wasn't right. She couldn't feel that way for Ben. Not after…

Everyone is redeemable, a voice spoke to her in her mind. It was old and faded, but just enough for her to pay attention to it.

She skidded against the leafy forest ground when Ben appeared before her, blocking her way to the little dirt path leading to the base.

She breathed heavily from the running, her eyes looking up at him through her long lashes, daring him to come near her.

His eyes watched her like a predator and he walked over to her, slightly breathing heavy from exertion of running after her.

She was trapped against a fat tree and then her face was trapped in his hands against.

Nowhere to run.

"You can't run from me," he breathed to her with so much emotion it was bleeding from his haunting eyes.

Her eyes trained on his lips just a moment before they were back on hers and she whimpered. She didn't want him to kiss him, but a half of her was begging for it.

The afternoon was a good time as the night time was, to be found alone with someone so easily. Everyone was out and about, practicing flying, going on missions, talking over tactics in the control room, even eating in the dining area.

So it was simple when no one even noticed Ben pulling Rey by her hand towards the quarters level of the base.

Ben's quarters were dark, but clean and tidy. It smelled of him, like soap and faint musk.

Rey's head was fuzzy and she couldn't possibly think properly, not with Ben pulling her clothes off of her with need, and not with the sensation of his lips at her neck. He was soft, gentle, but forceful.

Small whimpers were coming from her throat and all she could do was allow Ben to go on further and further. She wanted more. Needed more.

No. This wasn't right.

She'd be sleeping with the enemy.

Jedi's were not allowed to love.

Right?

Finally, a loud moan from her.

His hand was between her thighs, caressing her over her pants, a sweet sensation she never felt before and preyed she'd feel it again and again for the rest of her life.

And then she was naked, pinned to his bed beneath him, his mouth on her where she never thought a mouth should go. His lips found her pearl and he sucked. She felt like she was crashing down from the best feeling in the world, and the muscles down south quaked in joy.

And then he was inside of her, warm and hard, large enough to hurt, but only for just a moment. Pain turned to pleasure.

And pleasure turned to torture.

Tears gathered in her eyes, but never spilled as she kept her eyes closed and focused on the feeling of him, focused on the love he was making with her.

She suddenly felt his hand at her chin.

"Look at me," he said through clenched teeth.

Her eyes opened and found his brown eyes in the darkness of the quarters. They were chaotic as ever and there was hunger pouring out from them as his hips bucked faster and she was crying out for him.

"Keep making those noises," he ordered her softly as his lips found her neck against, sucking at a sweet spot before he bit her just as she came crashing down once more along side of him. As he did so, he cried her name out against her flesh, as if he were tortured by this.

As if he were tortured by loving her.

He wasn't alone with this.

It tortured her too.

Night had come and Rey's eyes opened. Her naked back was pressed against the smooth, warmth of Ben's chest and their legs had somehow become entangled.

"We missed dinner," he whispered to her softly.

She became aware of what happened and buried her face in the pillow beneath her for a moment.

"We'd better go. They'd be wondering where we've been," said Rey after a long pause.

General Organa was just talking to a few of her friends with their empty plates before them when Rey and Ben stepped foot into the eating area.

Leia looked over at them.

Rey could sense that she knew.

Ben could sense it too.

Rey and Ben exchanged a glance before they walked over to her.

Leia looked skeptical as her friends left to dump their trays. She looked between the two for a moment more before she said something.

"Training went long today I suspect?" asked Leia.

"Rey's been having trouble getting her jump down," Ben said, but it wasn't necessarily a lie.

Rey groaned as a response. "And my legs hurt. Badly." That wasn't a lie either.

Leia looked between the two again before she slowly nodded her head.

"Luke will be pleased you two worked hard today," she started as she got to her feet and headed towards the trash bins with her tray, her back to them, "He's on his way back now. He'll be here in the morning, ready to heard about what all you two practiced today."

She said nothing more before she left, leaving the two alone in the dining area to fend with the leftovers.

Ben nudged Rey and she looked up at him with questionable eyes.

"I don't regret it. I'd do it a thousand times. Over and over again if I could," he whispered to her.

Rey looked down and turned her back to him, heading for the food. "I feel the very same," she said with shame in her voice.

She felt Ben's eyes blaze into her skin as she gathered cold food onto her plate with shaking hands, her body still recovering from the afternoon spent with Ben in bed.