Works in Challenges/Collections
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If Ben doesn’t get his hands on that bubblegum pink cloud of innocence, he might die.
Rey gets her sexual awakening wether she wanted it or not.
I tagged it Non-con just in case, but rey is quite a willing participant, just to be clear.
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Rey has always hated Ben, and it’s always been easy to hate Ben. But at the beginning of sixth year Ben is suddenly tall, handsome, and when he’s looking at her like that she can’t help this fluttering feeling inside. It definitely didn’t help that when she first saw him she had worn the one skirt that had shrunk in the dryer...
Ben was trying hard not to think about Rey all summer, but when she showed up wearing that skirt, now she is all he can think about. And he’s having an incredibly hard time pretending to hate her. Especially now that they’re partners in Charms.
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Rey has been alone all her life, pretending to be a boy to survive. When she meets Maz and Chewie, they take her under their wing and offer her a chance to become something greater than she ever thought possible. She travels to Coruscant to attend the academy for squires, to eventually become a Knight of the Empire. But before she can take the trials, she must apprentice to an older Knight, and she has been chosen by none other than the dark, stoic, and mysterious Sir Kylo Ren, King Snoke’s protege and the strongest knight in the Empire.
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“You know what? I don’t have time for this. Just leave, I’m keeping the plants.” He told her firmly, placing the two pots in his hand on the counter with an air of finality, refusing to break eye contact. She looked aghast.
“You can’t just keep these! They’re for Finn!” She said angrily. Her face was scrunched up in annoyance and one of her sleeves was slipping down her right shoulder, bearing tanned and freckled skin that Kylo’s eyes took in greedily. She glared at him and plopped a pot of hanging succulents down onto the counter top to yank the fluttery sleeve back onto her shoulder.
“They’re in my trailer, they’re mine now.” He told her, crowding into her space while grabbing the other pot in her hand. He yanked it from her grip and placed it on the table. She gasped.
“You don’t even want them!” She cried indignantly.
“I do now.” He said in a deep voice, reaching his fingers up to fix her sleeve that had somehow slipped down again.