"Good morning."

Kylo hums in response, shifting in between the cold sheets. You had woken up on your stomach with his strong arm draped across your bare back. At first, you thought something had happened the night before but then you remembered those horrible hours spent working in his office. You roll onto your back, gripping his arm lovingly. Kylo lifts his head from his pillow, revealing his messy head of black hair and tired eyes. He drags your body closer to him with ease and you giggle, running a hand through his thick locks.

"Don't get too comfortable," you plant a kiss on the tip of his nose. "I have to report to the command deck."

"On whose orders?" Kylo grumbles in his husky morning voice.

You chuckle. "Yours, Supreme Leader. I would hate to be late and go against your own orders. Unless..."

He opens his eyes again. "Mm, and don't get too comfortable with me, Commander. I'm still in charge after all. A few more minutes couldn't hurt."

Kylo's eyes close as you sink back into the pillow beside him. Within seconds, both of you are back asleep. Unfortunately those 'few' minutes quickly turn into a few hours. Your eyes flutter back open a second time and you sit up quickly, head snapping to look at the clock in Kylo's quarters.

"Shit!" You throw back the blanket, stumbling out of bed as you collect your clothes from the ground.

"What?" Kylo sits up groggily, rubbing his eyes.

"I'm late, genius!" You fumble with the bodysuit, having to put it back on in order to get to your quarters to change. "I guess I'm lucky this isn't a scrubbing the steps kind of place." You hurry to the door, stealing one last look back at Kylo. "I'll see you soon."

He nods and the last thing you see is Kylo slowly getting out of bed before the doors close behind you. Your bare feet thud on the ground as you rush down the hall, not even bothering to question where your shoes had gone in the first place. You skid around the corner, nearly running over some unsuspecting Stormtroopers, before hurriedly putting in the code to your room and slipping inside.

The bodysuit hits the floor in a matter of seconds as you shuffle towards the closet, struggling to get the last pant-leg from around your ankle. You grab blindly into the closet, yanking out a rather pretty black dress with a high slit that reaches the very top of your thigh. You fish a pair of heels out and slide your feet into them, desperately running a brush through your wild morning hair. Chucking the brush back into the room, you rush from your quarters and into the elevator that would take you up to the deck.

As the doors close, you sigh with relief. You were never going to hear the end of it from that stuffy general who always liked to blame you for everything. Oh how you desperately wanted to push your lightsaber through his thick skull. When the door re-open, you step out onto the command deck. If it weren't filled with insufferable people, it would be your favorite place on the ship because of the view it offered into the galaxy through its wide windows. The rest was filled with blinking monitors and officers rushing left and right. The hum of chatter was steady, yet soft, but it often went dead silent when Kylo Ren entered. You slow your pace, annoyance plastered over your face at the sight of the man who was filling the other general's shoes for the day. General Hux. Slimy bastard.

"To what do I owe the pleasure, General?" You say rather coldly.

Hux gives you a side-eye. "Running a tad late, aren't we, Commander? And on a progress check-up day too." He shakes his head, obnoxiously swiping through the holopad in his hands. "The Supreme Leader won't be pleased to hear this. It doesn't matter who you're sleeping with. Someone always takes the blame."

You glare at him. "Might I remind you that I am the Supreme Leader's Right Hand as well as the Commander? If anything were to happen, I'd have full command. Even over the likes of you."

"Careful, Commander." Hux hisses slowly, his pale eyes narrowed at you as his lips curve into a mischievous smirk. "If I were you, I would show me some respect. Or are you forgetting about that little secret of yours?"

You force an icy laugh. "Oh please. I'm not scared of you! Nothing you say now will have any power over me. Face it... you've lost. This little game you were playing is over. Sit down before you get hurt, little boy."

He chuckles. It wasn't the reaction you had been hoping for and it made you a bit uneasy. Hux's hand grazes the small of your back. "Oh, my dear, but I haven't lost. You've just lost by opening that horrid little mouth of yours. And here comes the man of the hour himself. He'll be pleased to hear about this, won't he?"

You turn quickly, a horrified expression on your face as Kylo enters the command deck. Why now? You needed to say something to get him out of there before Hux opened his fat mouth and spilled all of your secrets. It was going to be too late for apologies. Too late to stop him.

"Ah, Supreme Leader." Hux says Kylo's title like it's poison. "It just so happens that your arrival is most opportune. Your little toy and I have something we'd like to discuss with you, isn't that right?"

You swallow nervously, looking between the general and Kylo, who was both baffled and annoyed. He sighs, "I don't have time for your little games." Yes!

"Oh but, you simply must hear about this!" Hux's eyes glitter.

"Make it quick." NO!

General Hux gestures to you. "I thought you would be happy to hear about your little pet's work. While you were off gallivanting around Starkiller Base during its time of operation, this perfect little whore was fucking some lowly Stormtrooper in a supply closet. I can only imagine how many times she had done it between then and the time of your return."

You watch Kylo's expression slowly change. His eyes snap angrily to you as his jaw locks so tightly, you could see the muscles shifting beneath his skin. Kylo's gloved hands curl into fists and for a split second, you were terrified that he was going to beat you for it. His full lips pressed together, trying to contain his anger while Hux stands between you two proudly.

"I see," Kylo's voice was icy and dripping with building rage. "If you'll excuse me... there are some things I need to take care of." He turns at once, his cloak fluttering at his heels.

You chase after him with tears stinging your eyes and your heart pounding. "No! Kylo! I can explain, I promise! Please-" you try to grab him "-just listen!"

He whirls around, sending your back slamming into the wall of the hallway. "You directly disobeyed me! I forbade you from ever seeing that worthless soldier again! Is it true?"

"W-What?"

"Is. It. True?" Kylo snarls.

You couldn't lie. "Yes..."

He slams his fist into the wall, causing you to jump and shrink back. "Ironically we were just having a conversation about you being more than a walking pussy. I guess I was wrong."

"Kylo!" You try to grab him again, but he swats you away. "Just listen to me!" You were nearly sobbing at this point and your voice was filled with desperation.

"Did you even stop to think about me before you got on his dick?" Kylo spits, eyes filled with rage.

"You and I weren't together when he and I fucked, I swear! I wouldn't do that to you!"

"We were already sleeping together!" He shouts angrily. "How would you feel if I slept with someone else?"

"We weren't together and I don't even know if we are now because you refuse to acknowledge it. Besides, you made it plenty clear that's all it was back then! I'm sorry if I just wanted something real with another man who actually cared about my feelings! You couldn't understand that even if you tried. You wouldn't understand what a real man is!"

Kylo stops walking abruptly. His shoulders were heaving and he wasn't even looking at you. You thought he was going to explode at any second and you would become a victim in his path of fatal destruction. Instead, Kylo's fists tense and he storms away from you.

You grit your teeth as you watch him disappear around the corner. Whatever, you think angrily, he's in the wrong here. Not me. We weren't together when Kess and I hooked up. I did nothing wrong. Besides going against Kylo's direct orders, of course. Oops. Then it hit you... Kess. Your eyes widen at the thought of the poor boy you had dragged into this mess. Kylo was going to kill him if you didn't stop him. Your heartbeat begins to quicken as you hurry through the halls to the post you knew Kess was working today. Kylo already had a head start; what if it was too late by the time you got there? You didn't know if you could take the death of yet another person you loved.

You skid around the corner, stumbling over your dress and your heels. They clack loudly against the floor, sending everyone in your path ducking out of your way. They knew better than to get in the way of a commander when it looked like an emergency. You bunch your dress in your hands, gnashing your teeth together in determination. You were willing to do whatever it took to defend Kess. The poor trooper didn't play any part in this. He didn't know you were involved with Ren and only thought he was getting lucky. The massive weight of anxiety lifts from your chest, getting replaced with the lightness of relief as Kess comes into view.

Hearing your heels coming to a stop, he turns his head and takes a curious step towards you. "...Hey? Is everything alright?"

You place your hands on his shoulder, bowing your head thankfully. "Stars, thank goodness you're okay. If I were you, I'd steer clear of Kylo Ren for a while."

"What's wrong?" Kess lowers the Blaster resting in his arms. "You look like you just saw a ghost. And what's going on with the Supreme Leader?"

Hesitating, you decide to tell him the truth. Well, part of the truth. "Ren knows about what we did in the supply closet. I thought he was going to hurt you because of it. He forbade us from seeing each other. I'm sorry. I-I shouldn't have dragged you into this mess. This is my fault."

He stiffens up. "What does this mean for us?"

"I can't keep seeing you, Kess." Your heart sinks. "It was a mistake. I'm... really sorry. This is for your own good, I swear. I wouldn't do anything to hurt you like this. You know that, don't you?"

Kess nods slowly, but you knew it had hurt him. You couldn't blame him. It would hurt you too if someone had done the same. You sympathetically pat the breastplate of his armor as he adjusts his grip on his weapon. "I'll.... see you around...Commander."

You couldn't find anything else to say to him. Everything you had was just going to hurt him even more. Arms crossed over your chest, you start in the opposite direction of him. Now you had something else to take care of. Someone else. Well, two people if Hux counted. You desperately wanted to kill the prick but you knew Kylo was going to stop you just to spite you. You had to make peace with him as soon as possible, otherwise you were never going to hear the end of it. This was going to hang over your head for the rest of your life no matter what you said to Ren, but it was worth a try. He just had to listen to you because your point was just as valid as his. You never technically cheated. The worst you had done was go against his orders.

Now it was just a matter of finding Kylo. After a rather lengthy trip around most of the ship, you could deduce that he wasn't in the training room, throne room, or his quarters. That only left the command deck and his office. You figured he wouldn't go back to the deck on account of not being able to look Hux in his smug face. Office it is. With a heavy sigh, you turn around and start all the way back down to Kylo's office. If he wasn't there, you weren't about to search the entirety of the ship. You would just give up and let him come to you.

As you turn the corner and near the door to Kylo's office, you wince at the sight and sounds coming from inside. You could hear something faintly crashing to the floor. He was probably trashing the entire room and shredding everything to bits with his lightsaber. Fantastic. On the floor in front of the secretary's desk, sat a pair of black heels that had obviously been kicked aside. The heels you had left in his office just the night before. You roll your eyes at Kylo's pettiness. The man behaved like a child. You step into the doorway of the office and freeze suddenly. Your heart sinks and your stomach begins to do flips. What you saw was something that would torment you forever.

Most of the contents on Kylo's desk had been pushed to the floor. A lot of it was broken from the fall and the rest was scattered across the ground. And there they were. Cora was bent over Kylo's desk, braced up on her forearms with her face twisted in a mixture of pain and pleasure. The blouse she wore had been torn away, revealing her raunchy black bra. Her skirt was bunched up at her hips and Kylo stood behind her, gripping her tightly as he pounded into her from behind.

Cora's eyes fly open and she gasps upon seeing you, instinctively trying to pull away. Kylo stops her by tightening his grip, his hips continuing their motion as he stares at you with furious eyes. You couldn't stand to watch anymore. Your hand flies over your mouth, clasping it in disgust as you run down the hall towards your quarters. How could he do this to you?

Kylo pulls himself out of his secretary and stuffs his length back into his pants. Cora turns and hoists herself up onto the desk, spreading her legs for him eagerly. "Don't you want more of me, Supreme Leader?"

"Don't flatter yourself," Kylo snaps, pushing his messy black hair out of his face. "You're not that great."

Cora's cheeks flush as she snaps her legs back shut. He doesn't give her another glance as he storms out of the office, trudging all the way back to his quarters so he could spend a good while just thinking about what he had done.