Fall

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Debussy was playing softly as Rey looked out of the car window, enraptured by the sight of red, gold and orange leaved trees undulating in a gentle breeze below them.

The road they were on had been climbing for some time, and now the view fair took her breath away. The vivid blue sky was cloudless, contrasting with the warm hues in the leaves, the sun was warm through the windows of the car, though she knew the air outside would be chilly.

When Kylo had told her he was taking her away for a long weekend, she hadn't expected this. A glance at his face now told her nothing, it was as inscrutable as ever, but his shoulders were loose, as were his arms on the steering wheel. This was the most relaxed she had ever seen him.

They had started their 'relationship' eleven months ago, though in reality it was a series of transactions. Rey had finally caved and signed up to a Sugar Daddy website a year ago, after her car broke down for the third time in a year. That may sound a little extreme of a reaction, but it had been the last in a long line of misfortunes that meant she could barely feed herself, let alone heat her little flat. After a few fits and starts, she had met Kylo Ren. She had pretty much struck gold, he had wanted her to be exclusively his, and paid a large amount of money to keep her so. She had never told him, but she actually prefered only having one Sugar Daddy, it made life infinitely more simple.

She was now in the surprising situation of having no money worries at all, this was an entirely new experience for her. She got to go on dates with a nice man, even if he was an enigma, and he didn't have a problem that she wasn't emotionally invested, because neither was he. And the sex, the sex was good too. More than good actually. Kylo had some… preferences that seemed a little kinky at first, but she would be lying if she said she didn't like what he did to her.

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They turned off the main road and followed a gravel drive for perhaps five minutes before Kylo pulled up by a wooden cabin. It was large, made of golden wood and glass.

"There's a good view from the back," Kylo said, as if this wasn't impressive in itself.

Rey just nodded, unbuckling her seatbelt and quickly opening her door so she could stretch her legs and breath in the fresh air.

She had assumed a weekend away with Kylo would be in another city, she had never really imagined him in an outdoors, nature sort of situation.

"I thought you may like it here, and I haven't been for a while, it was my grandmothers."

Rey turned, masking her surprise - he didn't normally explain himself, or share personal information either. "It's beautiful… I've never seen so many trees," she smiled at him, "Or such colours."

His lips curved a little as he shut the car boot and started towards the cabin, carrying their weekend bags, (he never let her carry her own bag, it had taken some getting used to).

Rey followed after him, excited to see more of the cabin, it wasn't generally what came to mind when she thought of a log cabin, it was too big, too grand for a mere cabin, but she didn't know what else you would call it.

It appeared Kylo's grandmother did not share her grandson's taste in interior design. Though the dark colours, chrome and marble that Kylo seemed to prefer would hardly have fitting in a log cabin in the country.

Inside was warm and light, the wood had been polished but otherwise left bare, the large windows made the reception room they entered seem even bigger. It stretched the whole length of the cabin and Rey forgot her manners and hurried past Kylo, past the huge fireplace, the luxurious looking sofas, chunky yet elegant dining table and chairs, so she could stare out at the view.

Kylo had been understating it somewhat when he'd told her there was a good view. Rey's breath caught in her throat as she looked out at the beauty before her. There was a decked area with a sturdy fence surrounding it, then nothing… Nothing save the sky above and the autumnal canopy below.

Large, warm hands slipped around her waist and drew her back against a large chest, and she started a little.

"Good view?" Kylo's voice was warm as his soft lips found her neck.

Rey managed to hold her unladylike snort inside, "Good doesn't even come close to describing, Kylo."

He moved his lips to her ear as he said, "And there's no one around for miles," he nibbled her earlobe, "No one to hear you scream." Rey shivered slightly, her nipples hardened a little under her blouse as heat shot to her core.

"But," Kylo said as he drew away from her, eyes hungry, "First, I need to run to the store and pick up some supplies and you need to change," he handed her a lingerie bag. "I'll be about an hour, the wine is in the kitchen."

Rey sighed silently and nodded, taking the bag from him, his hand brushed her cheek as he stepped close again, then he was gripping her face and bruising her lips with his, kissing her as if his life depended on it.

Even now it still caught her by surprise, in everything else, he was rigid and in control, even when he came inside her, but when kissing her, it all seemed to fall away. She still hadn't puzzled this peculiarity out, and sometimes it made her feel a little overwhelmed, more so than all the orgasms he liked to torture her with. Somehow kissing him always seems more personal than sex, so much more intimate. She shouldn't love it the ways she did.

Growing up an orphan, Rey had worked hard to survive, when she was thirteen she realised that every time she moved foster home, she suffered because she got emotionally attached, even to the unkind or the abusive. One day, as her eyes burned and her face became sticky with tears, as she watched another person walk away and leave her, she decided that affection was overrated and she could do without it; and she turned it off. She made a pact with herself to never let someone else into her shriveled heart again.

Now, at the age of twenty three, it was no longer a choice, she was aware that she was different, detached emotionally, but wasn't interested in changing that. This way she could never be hurt again.

That was why Kylo was so perfect, he was like her, neither of them had to worry the other may develop feelings.

Before she looked at the lingerie, Rey flitted around the rest of the cabin so she could take it all in. There were three other rooms downstairs, a well appointed kitchen, cosy den with the walls lined with books and a small office.

Upstairs there were three double bedrooms, the smaller of the two had ensuites, but the master bedroom had an ensuite with large shower and a bath sunk into the bedroom floor by the huge window. The bath would easily fit two people. Rey loved baths, she didn't have one in her flat and she had always showered at Kylo's penthouse, as this was such a feature she hoped they would get to use it.

The bed was large, made of the same warm toned wood as the cabin and the dining table downstairs, the soft furnishings were in red, cream and gold.

Rey emptied out the Bordelle lingerie bag to find a pale pink set with gold clasp accents. Everything was made of straps, and had a bondage feel to them which the pink didn't detract from. For some reason Kylo always shied away from dressing her in black, even though he wore it almost exclusively himself.

Before she changed, she freshened up, sprayed on some perfume, and brushed her hair out before tying it up again.

She discovered the set even included anklets and a collar, Kylo was nothing if not thorough. Rey didn't even want to think about how much this had all cost. Luckily for her, and doubtless by Kylo's design, everything was easy to get on, the bra and suspender belt fastened with zips at the back, (this took a few extra minutes to get on by herself but she managed), the thong was self explanatory as were the garters. When she was done she covered up with on a long purple and green silk kimono and released her hair.

Once downstairs she found a wine glass and poured herself some of the red that Kylo had left breathing. She took it out to the living room area, standing by the large windows once more and taking in the view as twilight softly descended over the world.

Part of her wondered why Kylo hadn't gone to get supplies before they arrived, a small voice in the back of her head told her it was because he had wanted her to see the view whilst it was still light, but she ignored it; of course he hadn't done that, he didn't care about things like that, about her. They were perfectly matched in their inability to feel like that.

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The sound of a car on the gravel brought her out of her reverie and she hurried into the kitchen to pour him a glass of wine and shed her kimono before she went to meet him at the door.

Rey rested her eyes demurely on the floor as she heard his car door slam, warmth pooling in her belly even as her skin prickled with goosebumps at the chill.

The door opened and there was a startled indrawn breath as she registered that the boots she were looking at, were not Kylo's.

Her head jerked up as she stepped backwards, but then she paused… it was Kylo, but he was in different clothes and had a large tattered rucksack over one broad shoulder.

"When did you change?" she realised she sounded slightly accusatory and inwardly winced, he really wouldn't like her speaking to him that way.

Hoping to mitigate his certain disapproval over her tone, she went straight to him, where he was still paused on the threshold. Reaching up on her tiptoes she kissed him as her hands urged his to let go of his bag so she could help him off with his coat.

His lips were oddly hesitant but his hands were warm as they settled on her waist, just as a little sound came from the back of his throat Rey realised the man she was kissing had stubble. Kylo could not have grown stubble in the last hour, he was always clean shaven, always.

She broke away with a terrified squeak, his hands were still firmly on her waist as she stared up into Kylo-not-Kylo's eyes. His pupils were wide, a frown of confusion on his face as he looked down at her.

"Who the hell are you?" she asked in a slightly panicky voice as she pressed her hands against his chest, trying to free herself from his grasp.

"Me? Who are you? This is my grandmother's cabin!" his deep voice was bewildered and had a rough edge of desire to it.

He abruptly let go of her waist as if only now he realised that was why she was still so close to him. She stumbled and he caught her again, steadying her before he let her go once more.

"Your grandmother? I didn't know Kylo had a brother," she suddenly realised she was practically naked and folded her arms over her chest as her cheeks flamed.

Kylo's brother tossed his head angrily, dark eyes flashing, "We're twins," he grit out, "though I've not seen him in almost a five years. No one told me he was using the cabin."

Even though he was trying not to look at her, she kept catching his eyes dart back to her body and Rey's cheeks just kept getting hotter, "Please excuse me for a moment, I ah, just need to cover up."

Rey didn't wait for an answer, turning tail and hurrying quickly to the kitchen to pull on her kimono. It was only after she was tying the belt that she remembered she was wearing a thong and had just given Kylo's twin an eyeful of her arse as she fled. Fuck.

She took a deep, steadying breath, then went back out to find Kylo's twin still loitering uncertainly by the door.

"I'm sorry about all this," she awkwardly and held out her hand, "I'm Rey, Kylo should be back any moment."

He nodded, mirroring her awkwardness as he took her hand in his, "I'm Ben."

Rey offered him Kylo's wine, but he shook his head, "No, thank you. More of a beer or whiskey man," he caught her sleeve as she turned for the kitchen to try and find him some, "It's okay, I know where it's kept." He gave her a lopsided smile and she was alarmed to feel her heart stutter slightly in her chest, Kylo never really smiled properly.

Rey nodded and was just about to ask him to excuse her again so she could go and put actual clothes on, when they both heard the sound of another car coming up the drive.

Part of Rey wanted to sigh with relief and another part of her thought that perhaps hiding in a cupboard would be a good idea right now. She had no idea how Kylo was going to react to finding Ben here, especially with her in just a kimono and lingerie, he could be a little possessive sometimes.

His footsteps came up the path quickly, Ben turned to watch the door, large arms folded across his chest, face hard.

"Rey? Are you-" Kylo stopped stock still when he noticed Ben standing next to Rey, his look of concern melding into tightly controlled anger.

"Ben," he greeted, his voice flat, "What are you doing here?"

Ben met him glare for glare, "I'm on leave, Mum said I could stay here for a bit of peace and quiet."

An angry hissing breath left Kylo, "That meddling old… she told me it was free for the weekend."

Ben barked a bitter laugh, "Of course she did."

The atmosphere was tense and Rey felt Kylo wouldn't want her to be witnessing something so personal, she cleared her throat and they both turned to look at her, she had to resist the urge to swallow nervously as she handed Kylo his wine, "I'll leave you two alone to.. Catch up."

Without waiting for an answer she beat a hasty retreat to the master bedroom, taking her wine with her, right now she needed it.

She took everything off except the bra and thong, then pulled on an oatmeal coloured off the shoulder sweater dress, and some thigh high dark grey socks, there seemed no point in putting her boots on. Kylo hadn't told her where they were going, so she had packed the sort of revealing casual garments he liked as well as a few evening looks. The sweater dress was the most casual thing she had with her, but was still fairly short. If only she had packed some leggings...

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Ben had been exhausted when he reached the cabin and was planning on a quick shower and falling into bed.

His exhaustion had melted away after he'd turned from closing the door to see a nearly naked vision a few feet in front of him.

He felt a little guilty that he had kissed her, as if he were taking advantage of her confusion, but honestly his body had taken control - it had been a long time since he had kissed anyone, an even longer time since he had seen someone clad only in lingerie. And dear god she was perfect… so of course, she had to be his fucking brothers girl.

A little of the tension in Kylo receded once she had gone upstairs, Ben decided he couldn't do a reunion without alcohol and headed to the kitchen and grabbed himself a beer.

He took along pull, sighed and turned to face his twin again, "So, Rey your fiancée?"

Kylo's face rippled then went carefully blank, "No, we are just… seeing each other, no strings."

Ben snorted in disbelief, "You're a bloody idiot, why haven't you put a ring on that? I would have, first chance I got."

Kylo frowned back at him, "Neither of us is looking for a relationship."

Ben snorted again, Kylo could be so dense, "You can't tell me a woman kisses you like that and she doesn't feel anything."

Instantly Kylo's head came up, his eyes turned angry, "How would you know?"

Ben shot him a cocky smile, knowing it would infuriate him further, "She thought I was you when I arrived. You should have told her you had a twin."

He watched as Kylo took a mouthful of his wine and he took another long pull on his beer as he waited for an answer.

Kylo fiddled with his glass, "We don't swap life stories, it's not that sort of arrangement."

Ben raised his eyebrow, "Then why did you bring her here?"

The cabin had been in their family a long time, it held a lot of meaning to both he and Kylo, it was where their grandparents had met and married, was close to where they grew up, it was where he and Kylo's best childhood memories were formed. It was special, and you did not just bring the girl you were banging here, even Kylo wouldn't do that. His brother wasn't nearly as dead inside as he liked to think.

Kylo's eyes flickered away from his, Ben knew one of the reasons he rarely saw his twin was that he was the only person that saw past his charade, past the emotionless masks. He knew Kylo had a heart, and Kylo hated that.

Kylo moved away from the counter he was leaning on, "I should start a fire," he said vaguely as he made his way to the living area.

Ben rolled his eyes at his brothers back but followed him, settling on a sofa as Kylo got to work.

"Shall I make us dinner?"

They both turned, neither having heard Rey come down the stairs, Ben's mouth went dry. Somehow, the sweater dress she was wearing was more alluring than the lingerie, perhaps because there was more to unwrap. Her nervous smile and awkward inturned feet were adorable, the longs sleeves of the dress were pulled down past her hands like a shy child and Ben wondered just how old she was.

"Do you want to stay for dinner?" Kylo asked in a tone of forced politeness.

Ben turned back to look at him, eyebrows raised, "There are three bedrooms here, Kylo. I've been away for two solid years, I am staying," he shot his brother a cocky grin before saying, "I'm sure Rey doesn't mind?"

Kylo glared at him as Rey showed her good manners by saying she didn't mind at all, he almost believed her.

"Fine," Kylo grit out curtly, "Stay. The groceries are in the car, Rey." He turned back to the fire.

Ben raised his eyebrows at Kylo's rudeness and got up from his seat, "I'll give you a hand, Rey."

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Kylo was angry, no, furious. With his mother, his brother and Rey… but mostly himself. Ben had been right on the money, he had feelings for Rey. This weekend was going to be his last with her, he couldn't let himself fall, he couldn't indulge these emotions, they left you weak and vulnerable, an easy target, and he knew Rey didn't reciprocate.

She was beautiful, clever, a good companion, an incredible lay, with a smile you became addicted too… She'd pick up another Sugar Daddy easily, even if it made his stomach churn with acid at the idea. She would understand.

This weekend had been going to be a few days of holiday away from himself, a few days of pretending she felt the same way, he had been going to show her all the places he loved, because he knew it was unlikely he would ever find someone else he'd want to do that with. The memories he made on this weekend had been going to last him a lifetime, and his bloody mother had ruined it, her and his idiot brother.

And he hated that Ben still saw straight through him, even though they hadn't seen each other for years.

Once he got the fire going properly, he finished his wine and went into the kitchen to pour another glass.

Ben was putting the groceries away as he directed Rey to where the pans and utensils were kept.

Normally if they ate in, Kylo cooked for Rey, he enjoyed getting her to try new things and when they had first met he had noticed that she was more than on the skinny side. She never talked about her past, but after their third meeting went well, he had had someone check her background before asking her to be his exclusively. Hers was a sad story, even he could see that, neglect and loneliness, she had been let down at every turn yet she still had a stubborn drive to carry on, he liked that. They had more similarities than she would ever know, despite their disparate backgrounds, he was as damaged as her.

He and Ben had dealt with the damage done to them in very different ways, Ben had left home at sixteen to join the army and Kylo had worked hard every moment he had at school, college and then university so he could leave his old life in the dust, where it belonged.

The wars Ben had seen had led him to forgive their parents, but Kylo never could and never would. What Snoke had done to he and his brother, while their parents were so busy with 'work', would haunt him for the rest of his life and he couldn't look at their faces without feeling a nausea tinged fury filling him.

Then Rey had come into his life and slowly his anger uncoiled from his gut and the constant tension leached out of his body, he even found himself smiling sometimes. The irony of the situation was not lost on him, he'd finally found a woman he could lov- no, feel something for, but she could never feel anything for him. If it were happening to anyone else, it would have made him laugh.

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Now that she was able to study Ben, Rey noticed the subtle differences in his appearance to Kylo.

His hair was shorter and had an undercut, he was broader than Kylo and his skin had a light tan whereas Kylo was as pale as possible. There were smile lines on his face, stubble on his chin. Aesthetically the twins were polar opposites, Ben wore a khaki long sleeved t-shirt that had seen better days, worn blue jeans slung low on his hips and scuffed army boots. There were a few buttons undone on the t-shirt exposing some tanned chest and dog tags.

Kylo on the other hand, was wearing smart black jeans and a black cashmere sweater over a black shirt. Rey had always thought him broad and muscular, but he was definitely narrower than Ben. It was strange how they could be so similar but also so different...

Rey mentally shook herself and concentrated on what she was doing, she knew Kylo wasn't happy with the situation and staring at Ben wouldn't help things.

She was making blackened salmon with sweet potatoes and salsa, it was about the limit of her abilities. When on her own she mostly ate stir fries, they were quick, cheap and very difficult to get wrong.

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They took their meal at the dining table in the living area. By Rey's standards, the meal had turned out okay, Kylo probably thought it was horrible but forced it down without complaining, but Ben seemed genuinely delighted by it.

"This is amazing Rey," Ben said happily, "Do you cook a lot?"

Rey felt herself blushing and looked away, "Not really, Kylo cooks most of the time, he is much better."

Ben chuckled, "I had no idea you were so romantic, Kylo." Rey winced and looked up to see Kylo giving his brother a dangerous look, which Ben ignored. After taking a pull from his beer he asked, "So how'd you two meet?"

"Oh," Rey looked at Kylo, unsure what he'd want his family to know.

"On the internet," Kylo supplied blandly, "Last year."

Thankfully, Ben let the matter drop, moving on to talk about he and Kylo's parents, but Rey knew that was a red flag subject, so she excused herself, claiming tiredness and cleared their plates, before filling the dishwasher and slipping quietly upstairs.

To her surprise, she found that she really was tired, and after a quick shower she nestled down under the duvet, her eyes closing as she drifted off to sleep.

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She was awoken by Kylo's mouth on her pussy. A breathless moan escaped her, forgetting that they weren't alone in the cabin. He bent her legs at the knees, then pushed them outwards so they were flat on the bed as he held them down and roughly licked and sucked at her tender flesh.

Rey felt herself fall away, when he had control of her body, it somehow made her feel free and safe, it was odd, but in these moments she didn't question it, she just enjoyed the feeling and took the pleasure he gave her.

As he slid a finger into her wet heat, she came, shuddering as much as his firm grip would allow. He let her ride it out, then there was the delicious pinch of a clit clamp and he flipped her, hooking a hand under her belly and dragging her arse up in the air. He pushed her head down into the mattress as he tied her wrists behind her before he thrust inside her.

Rey whimpered at the sudden fullness, her body clamping down on him as he stretched her. He stayed motionless, and soon she was trying to wriggle her hips against him to get some friction.

Kylo tutted, slapping her bottom as he admonished, "Manners, kitten."

Rey stopped her movement, "Please, sir."

"Please what?" he purred lowly, his deep voice full of satisfaction that made her want to wriggle more.

"Please, Sir. Please fuck me," she knew she sounded desperate, but her clit was throbbing and the feeling of him inside her was driving her to distraction.

"Good girl, kitten," even his approval made her want to whine at this point, but she was rewarded with him pulling out of her almost the whole way, before slamming back in. He did this again and again, one hand gripping her bound wrists and the other gripping her hip or a buttock, or spanking her, he couldn't seem to decide which he liked more.

When she thought she couldn't take any more, he paused, rammed up to the hilt and he reached underneath her and removed the clit clamp. Rey wailed as his fingers rubbed the sensitive nub and she came almost instantly, body clenching as he started to move again. When her heart had stopped racing and her body had relaxed a little he pushed her onto her side, pulled one of her legs up into the air and entered her again, the awkward angle made him go so deep and his fingers found her still overly tender clit, slapping it lightly as he thrust. Her body started to tighten around him again.

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He had had an tense evening with his brother. He had been so grateful that Rey had disappeared before Ben started talking about their parents and their past. He had stood it for a couple of hours before he told his brother bluntly he was going to bed and to expect some noise. Perhaps it was unfair of him, to make Ben listen to him having sex, but right now he didn't care and he could feel his control slipping. He needed Rey to get it back. The embrace of her body always calmed the storm inside him, he didn't know what he was going to do when they stopped seeing each other.

He knew he was rough, but she had never complained, in fact, she seemed to enjoy it, ceded her autonomy freely.

The sound of her cries and moans, the feel of her as he drove inside her, as she orgasmed, gave him peace.

And he needed that now, wouldn't be able to sleep with the emotions his brother had pulled up in him, the ones he always kept suppressed and hidden behind his mask.

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He could feel himself getting closer, he dropped her leg and quickly undid her wrists, moving her so she was on her back. He didn't normally bother with missionary, the intimacy was too much, but this was one of the last times he'd take her and he suddenly, desperately, wanted to feel more than their bodies connect.

He slid back inside her, revelling in her flesh against his, "Play with your clit, kitten. I want you to come when I do."

Her eyes, which had been almost closed in bliss, flew open in surprise. Despite this, she obediently snaked a hand between them and Kylo plunged inside her again and again as her walls around him started to flutter, started to grip him harder. As she peaked, he followed, ramming himself as deep as he could within her as he came. Her parted lips proved to be too much of a temptation and he kissed her as they both shuddered. After the initial surprise - this was something else he didn't normally do, she moaned into his mouth and he felt her tightened even more as she kissed him back.

In that euphoric, perfect moment, his stupid heart reminded him that this was all one sided and he broke from her lips, removing himself from her body and rolling off her.

He stood on slightly shaky legs and without a backward glance went to the ensuite to shower.

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Five minutes after he'd entered, he heard the door open and Rey came in, looking a little concerned, "Kylo?" she hesitated when he looked at her, bit her lip, then, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," he said tersely, then sighed and gestured for her to come join him, they normally showered together after sex, and he had already acted out of character too much already.

Rey came and stood beside him under the hot water, flinching a little over how hot it was and he turned to adjust the temperature before putting shower creme in his hands and gently washing her body, then hair.

Rey had never said, but he knew she liked this, she always seemed a little softer during it, another sort of surrender.

Once he was done with her she returned the favour, though he had to bend down sometimes to help her reach his head and neck.

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It was gone 1am by the time they were dry and settling into bed, he wondered briefly how much Ben had heard, and hoped it was all of it.