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theadventurerslog · 1 month

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The Curse of Monkey Island | Part 10

It's time, it's time, it's finale time. With diamond in hand I was finally able to complete a whopping big uncursed diamond ring.

I went back to Elaine to place the ring on her finger and break this curse at last.

Of course, if you might recall, she was winding up to punch Guybrush before the curse took hold and there was no stopping that.

I was debating whether to use this shot because I happened catch it at an awful frame, but I decided if I had to see it, I get to inflict it on you.

He was much more concerned about Elaine though.

Elaine, was understandably very confused, but Guybrush quickly explained she'd been cursed and he fixed it. Everything was going to be fine.

Just fiiiine.

Or not because LeChuck's undead army showed up and so we start Part V.

Kiss of the Spider Monkey.

This part is basically pure exposition. When we come back, Elaine is tied up and Guybrush is locked in a tram sort of cage thingy while LeChuck is ready and waiting to gloat.

We're back. Back to the Carnival of the Damned.

Where Guybrush escaped from in the first place after his failure to find Big Whoop in the previous game.

Big Whoop, as it turns out, is actually a portal to the demon nether world, and LeChuck plans to send Elaine through it to be granted immortality. By being undead, but I mean I guess that's one form. Sure, Elaine might hate him for it, but she'll come to understand the great gift of it all and the dating pool is remarkably small for the undead.

Sure, LeChuck, sure. No Minnie Goodsoup and Charles DeGoulash here.

Anyway, from this point on LeChuck is eager to talk and you can ask him about several things.

So the theme park: sailors are clearly looking for a family-oriented theme park after months at sea. So, they come here and ride the Great Monkey Mountain rollercoaster from the highest peak down into the lava providing a great supply of undead for his army. Fun and resourceful!

There are also more details about how it's run--dynamo monkelectrics. It's monkey powered. Ruthlessly trained monkeys are down in the depths of the place bound to machines of destruction and family entertainment.

And then there's a great deal about how LeChuck got the map to Big Whoop and what he did to Captain Marley--Elaine's grandfather--and his crew who originally found it, all relating back to the first two games, especially the second. But basically in retrieving each of the four pieces of the map that they'd torn up, he killed or destroyed them in various unpleasant ways.

You can also argue about who Elaine loves. Very eloquent. Does so love me. Does not. Does so, does not. Etc. They're very mature.

And you can have enough of his stories and vileness and stop listening.

Well, LeChuck had enough of his childishness (Like you're any better, LeChuck?) and came up with a fate befitting Guybrush's behaviour.

LeChuck and Elaine vanish. Guybrush seemingly does, but you still hear him and still have control. The door was unlocked so out I sent him.

La la la it's Guybrush the kid.

He walks off to another part of the theme park and knows he needs to rescue Elaine but it's hard to think. Head...foggy. He needs to clear his head.

It was time to get down to business. I didn't have a whole lot of my inventory left anymore, down to a little less than one screen's worth.

Though Murray's pasty arm remained.

Most of my stuff wasn't going to be useful except: the recipe book for a reminder of the Head-B-Clear recipe, after all he needs a clear head now, so that's what we gotta make, and the pan and the shaving cream--those will be useful.

I needed three ingredients: egg, the hair of the dog that bit ya, and pepper. Two of those could be found on this screen.

I also had people to talk to here: Dinghy Dog, Wharf Rat and... Murray on the shelf!

Naturally, I spoke with Murray first. "Are you dead yet? You look different."

He was pleased to find out Guybrush was also cursed too; they could join their cursed forces and rule the world together. Turned down again, sadly, I mean fortunately. He was still grossed out by his pasted up arm too.

Dinghy Dog runs a guessing game to guess the weight or age of the kid playing. If he can't guess one of them the player gets a prize. The weight option fails because he can guess that correctly.

Age however, we had a little advantage. He guessed "a fearsome little buccaneer" like him must be seven years old. Which of course is not correct and Guybrush was able to prove it with his SCUMM Actors Guild Membership Card. So I was able to pick a prize. Murray so wanted to be picked. I even tried--I always do--but Guybrush realized that would be a bad idea and Murray will just keep chattering while and demanding and pleading to be picked while you look at other prizes.

The only option that can be taken is an anchor. Murray was very offended by that and sulks for a while with more comments until going quiet. I'm sorry, Murray. I'd have taken you in a heartbeat if it let me.

Then I had a chat with Wharf Rat who runs "Blow the Man Down." A lemon meringue pie is fired from the cannon at the guy in the window. You can ask what meringue is and get told it's whipped from egg whites or something. And he grumbles about Dinghy Dog: "I'm not allowed to associate with His Highness The Great and Mighty Dinghy Dog" and also gives a clue about not messing him or regretting it.

So of course I was gonna mess with Dinghy Dog by continually prodding him until he lost patience and bit Guybrush.

And Guybrush snagged some hair off his suit. One ingredient down.

As for the egg, I needed a way to get one of the pies and the Wharf Rat wouldn't just let me take one.

So, I needed to get rid of the guy who was the target for the cannon. I filled my pie plate with the shaving cream and stuck the anchor in there and then added the whole thing to the pie stack. In the easier mode you can just add the anchor to the pie stack.

Then ask the Wharf Rat to fire the cannon and threaten him with the prospect of LeChuck finding out he's got unhappy kids running around here and that got him.

The poor window guy got knocked right out.

But that left the place empty for Guybrush to go in and taunt the Wharf Rat until he fired a pie at me too.

Egg acquired.

I just needed the pepper which is in the next screen where there's a guy selling snowcones. All manner of flavours of snowcones.

The list goes on for an impressive length with a lot of rhyming. I kiiind of wish I had it memorized just for kicks. It can be quite rhythmic!

He also had a pepper shaker on the counter which I could simply grab.

I ordered a regular snowcone and added all the ingredients on top of it. Delicious... It made a disgusting snowcone, but eating it, I'm sorry Guybrush, worked and he was restored to his clear-headed adult self.

Which brought me to the sixth and final part of the game.

Guybrush Kicks Butt Once Again.

This final part takes place on the roller coaster. It passes by four different diorama areas, 3 of which are based on past events of the series. You have a chance to hop out of the coaster to look around each one and get needed items. Periodically LeChuck will show up and there's a brief bit of conversation before he winds up with some fire to shoot at you and Guybrush leaps back into the passing coaster.

Through those bits of conversation, you find out Elaine got away and must have fiddled with the controls, and therefore the coaster keeps circling instead of plunging Guybrush into the lava stream. Go Elaine go.

So sections:

Monkey Island:

A little diorama of Herman Toothrot, the hung first mate, and the three-headed monkey. This is, of course, from The Secret of Monkey Island. A piece of rope can be grabbed here.

Captain Marley, his crew and their ship.

This was also one of the times I ran into LeChuck. Or he ran into me. Before that I was able to snag a keg of rum and do a little examining of things.

LeChuck's torture chamber in reference to Monkey Island 2.

Guybrush thought there was an animatronic Wally, only to realize it really is Wally. The poor guy really can't catch a break, but Guybrush apologized for leaving him to blow up in LeChuck's castle last time, and he promises this time he'll come back for him. As soon he defeats LeChuck, saves Elaine, sets all the monkeys free... and rides the Madly Rotating Buccaneer anyway.

I was also able to flip open the lantern and grab some oil.

And finally a snowy area, featuring a path leading up to "every sailor's worst nightmare. The 'Giant, Snowy Ape.'

This is the spot I ultimately needed, specifically for the Snowy Ape's arm that forms a perfect holding spot.

I had to set a trap for LeChuck. Use oil on the rope and attach the rope to the keg of rum. Put the whole thing in the Ape's arm and the oil-soaked rope would dangle down to the lower area. Then I had to wait around for LeChuck who always feels like he takes longer to show up when I actually want him.

I remember getting kind of stuck in this part the first time and needing a bit of a nudge from dad.

But while he's winding up his fire launching, blow some pepper at him to make him sneeze. Sneezey fire plus oiled rope is a fun combination featuring a burst of excitement!

Guybrush got out of there. LeChuck was less lucky.

Kaboom.

And what's a theme park without fireworks?

And LeChuck is defeated. Again. Eat explosion, demon zombie pirate.

Then we fade out to Guybrush and Elaine, newly married and setting sail.

Kind of love the suit look for Guybrush I have to admit. Okay, it's the long tail coat. I like 'em long.

Sail away, waved off by my former crew, a chicken and Lemonhead. The crew may have mutinied but it's nice they remain friendly. Or maybe they're glad to see him gone... I'll go with friendly.

And of course there's a final word from Murray:

He SHALL RETURN. (and spoiler alert: he does.)

Then credits with a bit more grumping from Murray at the start.

And finally a last scene sometime in the future with narration from a kid and his dad enjoying the theme park, but his dad tells of a story of the man who built this place being buried here and it's said his frozen body remains somewhere in the tunnels beneath the amusement park. Then it ends with a brief ominous bit of LeChuck's theme.

The End.

Happy end. Ominous end. Gotta leave room for more!

Final Words

This would normally be a final thoughts area, but I've played the game before. Many, many, times.

I will say, this last chunk of game--part 5 and 6--are my least favourite of the game. It's not that I dislike them or anything so extreme, but once I hit the point where I'm ready to uncurse Elaine I always feel a bit of a letdown after everything else. They had run into budget issues and such by the end and some stuff got cut and I feel like that can be felt. I've always thought the ending itself felt pretty abrupt too, but honestly I feel that for most of the series.

That aside, it's just such a comfort food game. I didn't remember to try as much or go for lesser used conversation options as much as I originally intended, so maybe, just maybe there are still a few tidbits of newness or much less familiar bits in there somewhere...for the inevitable future play.

Thank you for reading! If this was your first experience with the game... maybe not the best first go--go play it! If you've played it before, replay it! Play it!

I hope you enjoyed even with the gaps, or if you're someone in the future reading this I hope you enjoyed, gap-free!

Farewell for now Guybrush.

#monkey island #the curse of monkey island #CMI #CMI_Log #adventure games #LucasArts

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starcrossedkaiju · 3 years

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Kingslayer AU: Chapter Six

Finally. Onto the newer chapters. These’ll have a lot more character development and bonding. I wrote this about two days ago. So it’s hot off the presses.

I’m actually kinda proud of this one. Also I’m trying to make these shorter because I don’t wanna be writing a single chapter for three days straight anymore; it was burning me the hell out.

Tango readjusted his scarf, throwing the end of it behind him. It hit Scott in the face on the way down.

“Watch it,” Scott smacked the man in front of him on the shoulder.

“You’re annoying,” Tango replied from in front of him.

“Guys,” Impulse scolded.

They were approaching the end of the tree line, which would lead them right to the gates of Dogwarts. Scott had been looking at his feet for most of the journey, which is why he ran into Tango when he stopped suddenly.

Tango turned around and pushed him away, “Watch it,” he said with sarcasm.

The group chose to stop just inside the trees. Impulse drew a cloth from his pocket and wrapped it over Scott’s eyes. If he was the one making the plan he wouldn’t have himself as a kidnapping victim, it was a bit on the nose. Tango said it was just for looks.

Scott’s weapons were taken and stashed in Impulse’s Ender Chest, as well as his pager.

Scott sighed, “I still don’t understand why we can’t just get in there and…” he made a stabbing gesture to the air.

Impulse made a sarcastic attempt at looking shocked, “okay, first off, there’s six of them and three of us,” he pointed out.

“Second, that would be impulsive and stupid. They would all come back and hunt us for sport,” he said.

“Says you,” Scott said in the wrong direction, because he was blindfolded. Impulse rolled his eyes at the jape.

“Okay, you ready?” Tango put a hand on Scott’s shoulder. Eager to get a move on.

“As ever,” Scott replied. Then he was lifted off his feet by his accomplices, both of which were taller than him. A hand under each arm.

The trio left the trees and trudged up the mountain towards Dogwarts. Scott went over his life choices in his head while Tango and Impulse quietly argued over not dropping him.

Apparently someone was waiting for them, because Tango began exchanging words with a person standing in front of the gates. It was Etho, no doubt. They discussed the elephant in the room, Scott stuck to the plan and said nothing. Even when Etho asked him how it felt.

He did flip him the bird though.

When Scott was re-introduced to the ground he was on a set of wooden steps. Tango had gone inside, presumably to alert the boss of the situation. Impulse kept a firm grip on Scott’s forearm.

“You know what to do right?” Impulse asked.

Scott nodded. Hoping his acting skills weren’t too rough around the edges.

The door clicked open and a pair of hands dragged him into the main base, pushed him down in a chair, and pulled his blindfold off.

Across from Scott, standing over the opened book on the enchantment table was the Red King. A shiny new pair of sunglasses rested on his face, on top of a purple-tinted nose, and his arm was in a sling. The sight almost brought a smile to Scott’s face.

Ren clapped the book shut and stood to assess his guest.

“Well, what a pleasant surprise,” he greeted without a smile.

Tango put a hand on Scott’s back, “I think you’d be pleased to know he came to us,” he said.

An eyebrow raised from under Ren’s sunglasses. He reached out and pulled a chair from a table near the wall, positioning it in front of Scott.

Ren sighed and sat down, crossing his legs, “is that so?” he asked. Scott started getting uncomfortable.

Impulse made to speak up but was silenced by a hand.

“Let the man speak for himself,” Ren ordered, “come on now dude. Don’t tell me you’ve lost your voice,” he teased.

Scott cleared his throat, “I came to them. Yes,” he confirmed.

“Why,” Ren asked sternly.

Scott did his best not to squirm.

“I changed my mind,” he said, “I want except your offer. To join the Red Army,” Scott explained.

Ren laughed out loud. He threw his head back and leaned backwards. Scott bit the inside of his lip and looked away. Tango shifted on his feet.

“Really?” Ren asked, he was almost crying.

“Ren…” Impulse attempted to calm the king down but was silenced.

“No, no, by all means I want to hear what Major has to say,” Ren said with encouragement.

Scott grimaced, “Although I do not agree that kidnapping me was the best way to go about gaining my interest,” he started.

“Well it certainly gained some interest,” Ren said under his breath.

“I was already considering leaving my agreement with the Red Desert; and do not get me wrong I don’t appreciate anything you and your men have put me or my husband through,” Scott raised his voice. Assertiveness taking over, he stood up.

“I can see an opportunity when it holds an axe above my head,” Scott crossed his arms.

“I am willing to come to an agreement with you. I will join your army, I will act as a double agent, I will act under your orders, on one condition,” he held up a finger.

Ren slowly stood to meet his gaze, although he was a lot taller.

“Jimmy will not be involved,” Scott said explicitly.

The Red King turned away and went back to the enchantment table, he gazed into the book absently. Then tossed it back on the table.

“You’re on thin Ice Major,” Ren concluded and quickly left.

Scott expected a handshake at least.

“I’d say that went pretty well,” Tango said after the door slammed.

“He agreed?” Scott asked.

“Well he didn’t reject. So I’d say you’re hired,” Impulse provided.

“He thinks you’re a valuable asset. I don’t think he could afford to refuse your offer,” Tango leaned down and reassured.

Scott slouched down in the chair and rubbed his eyes. This was a bad idea.

His first orders came two days later. He was put in charge of the “chores”. Which essentially meant he was doing everything nobody else wanted to do.

Tango assured him that the Red Army was just sizing him up to see if he was actually serious. It was precaution, considering Scott had sort of blindsided them by joining forces. Nobody would look him in the eyes unless they were ordering him around. He knew he wasn’t meant to feel welcome there.

“They’ll come around, although I’m not sure why it bothers you,” he said.

“It’s just awkward,” Scott excused, “they act like I’m gonna pull a knife on them whenever there’s only two of us on the room,” he said.

“Well, after you showed them the door two weeks ago they’ve been a bit jumpy,” Tango replied.

Being the supply runner meant the sacrifice of his sleep schedule, except for his three “off days”. In order to operate effectively he had to do most of his chores at night when his husband was sleeping; and thank god he did that most of the time.

Most of the time.

The other times Scott packed a bag full of iron or wood and said he was running errands under the guise of not being able to sleep. It didn’t feel good to lie, but as far as Jimmy was concerned Scott only left the house on the nights they were both awake.

At the next meeting Scott complained to Tango over a bottle of mystery alcohol, “I may as well be an indentured servant,” he poured himself another glass.

“You know, Scott, you’re actually doing something pretty important,” Tango said from where he was lounging on a pile of pillows.

“Indentured servant,” Scott repeated.

“You’re the one in charge of all their resources. I mean they even have you doing farm work right? So you know like, everything about them,” Tango pointed out.

Scott put his head down on the table, “to the last stack of paper,” he deadpanned.

Tango sighed, he got up and pat his teammate on the back.

“At least you’re not on Nether duty,” he said.

“I’m leading a double life! I’m lying to my husband, I’m lying to my friends, I’m lying to the whole Red Army! Who am I?,” Scott shouted; and he meant it more than he’d like to under the alcohol.

“Okay, that’s deeper than I wanna go,” Tango replied. He sat back down and chugged the last of his drink.

“I mean I’m just sitting here, letting other people write my life for me!” Scott continued.

“Okay calm down,” Tango said.

“No! I won’t. You have no idea what I’ve been through,” Scott stood up, his chair slammed on the ground.

Tango shot to his feet, “then enlighten me, Scott. Enlighten me on how hard your life has been while you ignored the rest of the server,” he yelled.

“While you sat back and did nothing, watching the world fall apart around you?” he provided.

“You don’t know me,” Scott said with disgust.

“And who does, Scott?” Tango replied.

The other couldn’t answer, because Tango was right. Scott nodded curtly, picked up his drink, and left the room.

He finished his drink on the way out and threw the glass against the rock face next to the abandoned cow farm.

The shards exploded and scattered in the snow.

Impulse found him sitting on a bolder an hour later, sharpening a stick with a rock.

“I heard you had a disagreement,” he said without warning.

Scott turned around, then resumed his sulking.

“We had an argument, you may as well call it what it is,” he replied.

“Hm,” Impulse responded.

“He insulted me,” Scott complained.

“Does “insulted” mean he said something true that you don’t like?” Impulse asked.

Scott didn’t respond.

Impulse leaned on the side of the bolder and looked into the distance, thinking about his next sentences. Chips of wood fell near his feet.

“You know it would be a lot easier if you two could just get along,” he said.

“Okay dad,” Scott deadpanned.

“Don’t start with me now. I’m trying to help you,” Impulse cautioned.

“Sorry,” Scott apologized. He felt worse when he insulted Impulse than when he insulted Tango.

“I know he’s a bit of a handful, but so are you. I want to make this as easy as possible, and I know you’re not looking to make friends right now, but I think you would feel better-“ Impulse started, Scott rolled his eyes and scoffed.

“You would feel better if you just,” he gestured with his hands between himself and Scott, “let us in,” Impulse finished a bit dejected.

Scott stopped sharpening his dwindling stick. He sighed and dropped it in his lap, putting his head on his knees.

“Who else can it be Scott? Don’t shut down on us like this,” Impulse begged.

“Leave me alone,” Scott said without hesitation.

Impulse lingered next to him, then pat his hand on the rock and nodded. He walked away.

Scott raised his head and watched him until his head disappeared under the hill.

#ACT 2 BABEY #kingslayer au #3rdlife #3rd life smp #3rdlife smp #scott smajor #me trying to remember who is in this #tangotek #impulsesv #rendog #ethoslab #barely but he is there.#mcyt #cas types

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covid19updater · 4 years

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sushigirlali · 6 years

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Body Politic (Reylo Fanfic)

Summary: Ben introduces Rey to a new position in and out of the bedroom. Pairing: Rey x Kylo Ren/Ben Solo [Reylo] [ReyBen] Continuity: Post TLJ Rating: M+ Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars or anything that relates to Star Wars.

A/N: This one-shot is dedicated to @kayurka for their sexy Reylo art work, which inspired the *cough* climatic moment in this little fic! I got pretty political in this one, playing off the “leaks” a few weeks back that Kylo is doing a bang-up job as the Supreme Leader, and the Resistance is losing influence in the galaxy. Just another ‘what if?’ scenario I’m throwing out there. Enjoy!

Master list –> sushigirlali’s Reylo fanfiction

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Body Politic By: sushigirlali

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Rey fidgeted in her seat as Poe droned on and on about the preparations for their upcoming mission. Ever since they had escaped Crait, the Resistance had been bouncing from one outer rim spaceport to the next, searching for recruits and supplies along the way. Now that the New Republic was gone, the rebels needed to secure another funding source in order to survive.

As they were now, regaining influence in the ever-shifting political landscape would be a near impossible feat. Leia had comforted Rey after their last battle, telling her, “We have everything we need,” but Rey was starting to wonder.

With the Hosnian system destroyed, most of the less savory systems in the galaxy seemed to have thrown their lot in with the First Order. Whether because they believed in the organization’s mission or out of fear or both, Rey wasn’t sure. Living as a scavenger on Jakku didn’t include an education on intergalactic politics, after all. But what she did know was that Supreme Leader Kylo Ren was quickly becoming a problem for them.

Despite the way his predecessor had run the First Order, Ben was gaining a reputation for being fair-minded, forward thinking, and even downright benevolent at times. Where the galaxy had seen Snoke as an evil dictator to be opposed at all costs, Ben seemed to be winning the masses over by using the First Order’s considerable resources for good.

Just a few days ago, Ben had personally responded to a distress call from his home planet of Chandrila. Providing a mountain of provisions to offset the potential devastation of a recent agricultural blight, Ben had secured the planet’s future. And in doing so, had gained Chandrila’s loyalty in the galactic conflict, despite the planet’s historically anti-imperialist leanings.

Although Leia had not come right out and said it, Rey knew this development was a huge setback for the Resistance. If the galaxy no longer wanted to be free of the First Order, what need was there for a rebellion?

The Force suddenly sizzled around her, snapping Rey back to the present. Her back stiffened as she felt Ben’s unmistakable presence directly behind her chair.

“Hello, my love.” Ben’s deep voice slid over her like a caress as his hands came to rest on her tense shoulders.

She was pretty sure he was doing it on purpose at this point, showing up whenever she was stuck in a room full of people and couldn’t react. It was a habit he needed to break, or else she wouldn’t be able to keep their bond a secret for much longer.

Rey tried not to move as he began kneading her tightly coiled muscles, slipping his daring digits under the loose collar of her top to touch her bare skin. Biting back a moan as he worked out the knots between her neck and shoulder blades, Rey abruptly pushed her chair away from the conference table.

“I’m sorry, but can we continue this later?” Rey interrupted unsteadily. “I’m not feeling well.”

Poe looked up from his datapad in surprise. “Oh, ah, sure, Rey.”

“Everything okay?” Finn asked as she stood.

“Yeah, I just…need to lay down for a while.” Rey said stiffly as Ben trailed behind. She could tell the stupid man was pleased with himself for distracting her so thoroughly, but she did her best to hide her annoyance.

Rey avoided looking at Leia as she passed, afraid that something would show in her eyes, and proceeded straight to her cramped quarters on the lower deck. Besides the officers, she was one of the only people to receive a private room, something she was eternally grateful for right at this moment.

“Do you have to do that every time I’m in an important briefing, surrounded by my friends?!” Rey snapped as she shut and locked the door behind them.

“You’re somewhere new.” Ben said, ignoring her question.

“What can you see?” Rey asked uneasily, momentary diverted.

“Not much.” He acknowledged, looking around. “But this isn’t the same room as before. I can just…tell.”

“Leia bought a new ship to better accommodate—” Rey cut herself off as she realized what she was divulging. “What am I doing? I shouldn’t be telling you anything.”

“Don’t you trust me, my love?” Ben smirked.

“Not as far as I can through you.” Rey deadpanned. “And stop calling me that.”

“Why?” Ben came forward, crowding her against the side of the bed. The double mattress dominated the small space, so there wasn’t much room to maneuver away from him. “I love you, so I think it’s an appropriate nickname.”

“Because I—and you—we’re—stop it, Ben, I’m trying to say something important!” Rey tried as his brawny arms went around her, pulling her flush against his tall frame.

“You can keep talking, but I can’t promise that I’ll hear what you’re saying.” Ben slowly lowered his head, sliding his soft lips against her collarbone.

“We can’t keep doing this.” Rey said weakly as he continued upward to kiss her neck, scrapping his teeth over her pulse lazily.

“That’s what you say always say.” Ben mumbled against her skin.

“Ben, I’m serious.” Rey sighed as he continued his attentions. “I can’t seem to control myself when we’re together like this, and I—”

“Good. Don’t.” He ordered, claiming her trembling lips in a passionate kiss.

Despite her objections, Rey tilted her head back to give him better access, drowning under the ardent pressure of his mouth. It wasn’t fair that he could reduce her to a puddle of mindless desire with just a kiss. Even though she had doubts about his intentions, he was physically devastating to her, destroying her resolve and wreaking havoc on her senses.

The Force bond flared between them as their breathing grew labored, allowing Rey to slip into Ben’s mind. His raw, aching need overpowered every other rational thought, and Rey lost herself in his feelings, in hers, glorying in the beauty of sharing her mind and body with someone who truly loved her. Beyond power, beyond responsibility, all he really wanted was her, which made resisting him all the more difficult.

When she didn’t protest further, Ben lowered her to the bed, his nimble fingers quickly removing her tunic and leggings before unwrapping her arm and chest bands. Naked and breathless, Rey could only gasp as Ben flipped her over onto her stomach.

“Ben?” Rey rose up on her elbows and looked over her shoulder uncertainly.

“Do you want me to stop?” Ben asked as he drew off his gloves and wrestled with the clasp of his belt. “You’ve got about ten seconds to decide.”

Rey lay prone on the cool sheets, mesmerized as he bared his massive chest. His warrior’s body was marked with reminders of battles past, including injuries sustained by her own hand, but she found his imperfect visage incredibly appealing.

“Rey?” Ben said urgently as he reached for his zipper.

She should say no. She should tell him to leave. But she couldn’t.

“I want you, Ben.” Rey admitted softly. “Don’t stop. Please.”

She caught her breath as he slowly undid his pants, the short black boxer briefs underneath barely containing his heavy erection. Shifting restlessly on the bed as he tugged his pants and underwear down his hard thighs, Rey sighed at the sight of him. Ben was so good to look at, all legs and toned muscles, his thick penis rising proudly against his flat stomach, firm and unyielding.

Ben stooped down to remove his boots and kick free of his bottoms, smiling roguishly as he came up behind her on the bed. “On your knees.” He instructed gruffly.

Rey bit her lip in anticipation, the intensity of his smoldering gaze searing her. They had never made love in this position before, and she was all at once nervous and excited for the new experience.

“Like this?” Rey asked, coming up on her hands and knees.

The bed dipped as he positioned his legs between hers, pulling her hips up and pushing her chest down. “Like this.”

Resting on her forearms, Rey inhaled sharply as Ben cupped her bottom.

“I love your ass.” He groaned, petting the twin globes reverently.

Rey felt her face heat as he pushed her cheeks apart and inspected her pink center, his thumbs spreading her wide. Cool air hit her sensitive core as he stared at her, branding her, and Rey couldn’t help but shiver in response.

“Are you just going to look?” Rey inquired, wiggling her hips enticingly.

“Impatient, sweetheart?” Ben chuckled.

“Expectant.” Rey shot back. “You’re the one who interrupted my day, sweetheart.”

Ben leaned down and nipped her backside in retaliation, laughing when she let out a surprised yelp.

“Ben! What do you think you’re—ah! Oh!” Rey gasped as his tongue soothed the small sting before skating across her buttery folds.

He kept the pressure light, stroking back and forth between her legs, tracing the seam of her nether lips gently, creating a slow, maddening rhythm that had her lifting up against him, trying to get as close as possible.

Ben had other ideas, however.

“Hey!” She complained as he swiftly drew away.

“Did I say you could move? Be a good girl, or I won’t give you what you want.” Ben said tauntingly. “Ass up, head down.”

“You can’t be serious.”

“Try me.”

Rey tossed him an aggravated look but lowered her upper body back to the bed all the same. “Better?” She asked sarcastically.

“Infinitely.” Ben grunted, looping an arm around her waist as he lowered his head again.

Nudging her legs further apart, Ben pressed his face between her spread cheeks, slanting his mouth across her wet flesh. Rey gripped the sheets as his clever tongue dipped into her honeyed depths, curling deep inside her before darting in and out her channel in arousing strokes.

Unable to control her excitement, she tried to buck against him again, but Ben easily controlled her movements this time, his left arm restraining her hips while his broad shoulders kept her thighs splayed wide. He projected a smug smile into her mind as her frustration and desire boiled over into their bond, piquing her pride.

“You weren’t so smug the other day when you were at my mercy!” Rey panted heatedly, already close to the edge.

Ben shook in amusement at her words, but as Rey opened her mouth to berate him further, he parted her soft curls with his free hand and circled her delicate button. Strumming her clitoris in time with each flick of his tongue, Ben played her body like a fiddle.

“Oh, stars!” Rey gasped, feeling her release build with every passing second. “Ben, I’m so close!”

Her lover licked her faster, swirled his thumb against her sensitive knob harder, easily bringing her to the brink of ecstasy before shoving her over the precipice with one final hard swipe of his tongue. Rey groaned as her orgasm washed over her, his suctioning lips elongating her pleasure as he greedily lapped up her juices.

“See what happens when you behave?” Ben said huskily after a moment.

Floating on a cloud of fulfilment, Rey was only vaguely aware of Ben shifting behind her, lining up his huge erection with her tiny hole.

“Now, it’s my turn.” Ben murmured as he pushed the head of his member into her soaked center, his large hands holding her hips steady.

The angle of his penetration made him feel bigger than usual, if that was even possible, yet somehow they still fit together perfectly. She could feel his passion spiking as he worked his length into her tight sheath, inflaming her own, burning her up. Rey groaned once he was fully seated inside her, stretching her deliciously, his massive frame blanketing hers, caging her in, making her feel small and helpless.

“Do you like this position?” Ben asked knowingly, giving her a moment to get used to him.

“Like you don’t know!” Rey panted, squirming against this hold.

“Mmm…you are remarkably wet today.” Ben lazily moved his hips from side to side. “And tight.” He hissed as her inner muscles clamped down on him.

“Ben, please!” Rey cried, more turned on than she had ever been in her life.

“Are you asking me to move?” He teased, trailing hot kisses up the side of her neck.

“Yes! Ben, I need you!” She was beyond pride now, wanting nothing more than to be one with her mate.

“You do? Ah, you do.” He rumbled, reveling in her surrender.

Rey pressed her forehead into the soft mattress, moaning as he began rolling his hips against her ass, spearing her with his meaty cock.

“Tell me, do you like being dominated? Stuffed full from behind? Unable to move while I take what I want from your wanton body?” Ben baited, nipping and sucking her pulse, marking her neck for all to see.

Unable to form a coherent retort to his scandalous questions, Rey merely whimpered under him.

“Answer me, or I’ll stop.” He threatened, fingers clenching on her hips.

“No!” She cried. “Don’t stop!”

Ben’s hands left her hips, bracing one on the mattress beside her while the other pulled her left arm behind her back, arching her further against his invasion. While she could have easily broken free, the vulnerable position only made her hotter.

“Then answer me! If you don’t like being dominated, then why are you letting the Supreme Leader of the First Order violate you?” Ben demanded in her ear.

“Because I’m yours!” She yielded as he rutted deep inside her, knowing that’s what he wanted to hear.

“Who’s?”

“Ben Solo’s!” Rey cried.

“All mine.” He growled in triumph.

“Oh, Ben!” She wailed as he hit the wall of her cervix.

With her hips finally free, she frantically pushed back against him, impaling herself on his rigid member until they were both flushed and perspiring madly. Ben bit off a curse as he responded in kind, releasing her arm to hunch against her, plowing into her grasping cunt over and over again.

As their passion bordered on violence, Rey muffled her cries of pleasure in the blankets trapped beneath their heaving bodies, weeping as stars exploded behind her eyes and she felt her lover pulsing deep inside her.

“Come with me!” He commanded, lacing his fingers through hers on either side of her head. “Now!”

“BEN!” She screamed as the most intense climax of her life crashed over her.

“Rey! Rey! Rey!” Ben repeated her name like a litany, pumping his seed inside her even as she collapsed under him in exhaustion.

Ben caught himself on his forearms, sparing her his full weight, before carefully disengaging their bodies. Rolling onto his back, he drew her limp body across his lovingly. Rey felt tears prick at her eyes as he cupped her cheek and gently sipped from her lips, his tenderness after such passion forcing Rey to finally accept the indisputable truth: she belonged to Ben Solo, and he belonged to her.

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Rey lay across Ben’s wide chest, so satisfied in the aftermath of their lovemaking that she could barely lift her head. If it felt this good to make love with him across the stars, how would it feel to be in his arms in the flesh?

“I wasn’t too rough, was I?” Ben asked seriously, interrupting her thoughts.

Rey met his worried expression, stunned at the question. “Of course not! Ben, you were incredible! I’ve never enjoyed myself so much.”

Pushing her damp hair away from her face, Ben leaned forward to take her mouth in a gentle kiss. “I’m glad. I thought I was going to die, trying to get close enough.”

“I know what you mean.” Rey pressed her soft lips to his scarred cheek, feathering kisses across his handsome face in renewed interest.

“Rey, we can’t.” He said in a tortured tone. “I can feel how sore your body is. I don’t want to hurt you.”

She pulled back ruefully as she felt him harden against her belly. “You’re probably right.”

“It’s okay. We have all the time in the galaxy to be together.” Ben’s muscular arms surrounded her, hugging her close. “For now, however, we need to discuss what our next move is.”

“Our next move?” She echoed.

“Yes.” He affirmed. “I know you must have a lot of questions for me, so ask whatever you’d like.”

Rey pursed her lips, thinking hard. There were so many things she wanted to know, but the briefing he had interrupted only hours ago kept running through her mind.

“Why did you help Chandrila? Is it because you grew up there? Or because of…” Rey trailed off.

“Because of you?” Ben filled in. “Not entirely. I factor you into most of my decisions, but in this case, I only did what I thought was right.”

“Was that the only reason?” She probed.

His mouth kicked up at the corners. “Well, with Chandrila pledged to the First Order, it won’t be long until others see the benefit of being under my protection.” Ben said honestly.

“And then what? What are your plans for the galaxy?” Rey finally voiced the one question she had been burning to ask.

“I want to root out the corruption inherent in the political mechanisms of our forefathers, and build a new system. A true republic with fair elections and a separation of powers to prevent future abuse.” Ben informed her. “In addition, I want to ensure proper education and protection for Force-sensitives.”

Rey propped her arms on his chest and rested her chin on her hands. “And who will lead this new system?”

“I will.”

“As a dictator?” She queried disapprovingly.

Ben shrugged at the loaded term. “For the moment, yes. I don’t trust anyone else to see my vision through.” He said honestly.

“And after you’ve established this new order?” She needed to know.

“I’ll step aside.” Ben pledged.

“What about my friends?” Rey bit her lip.

“I won’t sanction any more attacks against the Resistance, if you can convince them to stand down.” Ben assured her.

“Ben…these people have been in this fight for years, decades even, sacrificing their lives in the process.” Rey said sadly. “How can I ask them to give up now?”

“Because there’s no need to fight anymore.” Ben tucked a rogue lock of hair behind her ear. “I’m not Snoke, I don’t believe subjugation is the answer. Light and dark, Sith and Jedi, First Order and Resistance…these are merely constructs created by weaker men. I intend to balance to the galaxy, to blur the lines and create something new.”

“Ben, that sounds like a noble cause, but...” She sighed. “Please tell me you’re not just saying these things to win me over.”

“I cannot lie to you, my love.” Ben reassured her. “Search your feelings, you know it to be true.”

That was the problem. She did know. She knew him better than anyone else in the whole galaxy.

“But how will I explain our relationship? What if they turn on me?” She felt awful for doubting her friends, but her fears were real. “When they find out that we’re together, I don’t know how they’ll react.”

Ben caressed her soft curves possessively. “If you’re unable to reason with the Resistance and they try to stop you from leaving, then I’ll come for you and kill every last one of them.” He solemnly swore.

Rey hugged him tightly, terrified at the thought of her friends and her lover meeting in battle.

“It’s okay.” He kissed her forehead, reading her distress. “I won’t do anything rash unless absolutely necessary.”

“You’ll wait for me to contact you?” Rey asked worriedly. “You’ll really let them live if they throw down their arms?”

“Yes.” He promised. “But, Rey, one way or another, this conflict is going to end.”

The future of the Resistance was on a razor’s edge, but her influence could tip the scales towards peace. It felt like mercy, and betrayal. Leia and Finn would understand why she couldn’t fight Ben anymore, everyone else, however…

But Rey knew Ben was right. This conflict would end in even more bloodshed if she didn’t do something, anything to stop the Resistance from reforming. Maybe she was naïve, maybe she put too much faith in Ben’s word, but Rey believed that he wanted to make the galaxy a better place. Besides their Force bond, his deeds since becoming Supreme Leader made a compelling argument to take up his cause.

“Just my cause?” Ben chuckled, easily reading her thoughts. “And here I thought you were agreeing to become my wife and partner.”

“Your wife?!” Rey gaped at his pronouncement.

“And partner.” He arched a dark brow. “Or did you think I wanted to rule alone?”

Rey stared down at him in shock. He wanted to marry her? Share his power with her?

“You really can’t be that surprised.” Ben frowned. “I’ve proposed to you before. What did you think I meant?”

“Honestly, I thought you’d want to keep me out of the political fray.” Rey found her voice. “You know, to focus on my training and our relationship. I thought I’d be your…woman.” She refused to say “mistress,” but the crass word floated between them.

“And you would have agreed to that?” He sounded incredulous.

“Well, no, but I figured that was a battle best reserved for a later date.” She grinned, suddenly finding the entire conversation incredibly funny. “I love you, Ben, and I want to be with you.”

Ben smoothed a thumb over her sweet smile, staring up at her so hopefully that her heart clenched. “Is that a yes, then? Will you join me?”

Rey leaned down again, ghosting her lips over his, finally giving him what he had begged for once before in the smoking remains of the Supremacy’s throne room. “Yes.”

-FIN-

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A/N: I’m super excited that there’s going to be another Reylo Week this year (under the hastag reyloveweek), so I’ve been prepping art and fics for the event! Check out my blog over on Tumblr from July 2nd – July 8th to see my work!

#reylo #reylo fanfic #rey #kylo ren #ben solo #inspiration #kayurka #art #my fanfiction #sushigirlali #body politic #note to self #post this on ao3 in like a week #tumblr gets it first

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