The dismantling of Roe v Wade will go down in history as one of the most damning indictments of american politics and a public health decision, no matter how short or long lived, that will shape the pain and suffering of generations to come.
I had a dream about Kraven the hunter. Why? I don’t fucking know I know nothing about him but uhhhh my mind spun out of control on a really cool fic plot for him.
Liking sex and men only in theory? *high fives you* me too, girl. Me too. Nice to see someone else rocking her single sex life. That’s why god gave us hands and sex toys after all. Sincerely, an ace lesbian
I’m rewatching Daredevil for the millionth time and good god the Punisher episodes kill me every time. Frank Castle’s character never fails to make me cry.
heyy i wanna read your kylo ren x reader story but i can't find the first chapter, is there a masterlist? <3
It’s actually in my masterlist link at the top of my page. The first chapter is The Knight, then it goes from there. Most of the chapters are linked to each other as well. :)
Summary: (oc x Kylo Ren/oc x Ren) Vydia’s path in life was never easy. At only eighteen, she was on the run, wanted for murder, and was on the radar of the infamous Knights of Ren for recruitment. Follow her on her twisted journey with the galaxy’s most feared assassins and as she toes the line of a very dangerous romance.
Warnings: some violence, some murder, childhood abuse/trauma for some spice, angstyyyy, slow burn, and SMUT (are we surprised??)
Author’s Note: okayy so hey, I’m alive lol. This fic will continue, but I’m in school full time and work full time as well, so it’ll be a slow update. Sorry! Also, this “chapter” is kind of a filler and has nothing to do with the current story-line, I just really wanted to write about Ren and Vydia’s first time together. It’s literally just Vydia and Ren being cute and sex. idk sue me. Alsoooo, I might make a second part to this because I really like exploring their past with no restrictions.
The Past: The First Time
It had been about two weeks since Vydia and Ren’s first kiss and since then they were insatiable. Well, as insatiable as they could be since they could only find themselves alone together in fleeting moments. She enjoyed their rushed kisses and eager hands, unfortunately she wanted more.
Her childhood (if she could even call it that) didn’t allow for any relationships, especially romantic ones. Now she was nineteen, sneaking around sharing hurried kisses with a man much older (is seven years much older?) and much more experienced than she was at. . . Everything! She was tired of it, but every time she tried to move forward with things, he would push her away and tell her things like:
“Hey, we’ve got time, okay? Let’s not rush things.”
Or,
“I want your first time to be something special. . .”
Or even,
“Baby, there isn’t enough time. . .”
Vydia was so over it and decided that the second she got Ren alone, she was going to confront him about it.
That particular night, they were celebrating a rather gruesome conquest at one of their favorite cantinas. Vydia purposely kept her distance from Ren and course corrected every time he tried to come near her. She noticed the slight hurt expression on his face when he had tried to corner her at a table and she darted off to the bar.
“Is there a reason you’re avoiding Ren?” Kuruk said into his glass with a slight smirk as Vydia plopped down on the seat beside him. Her heart jumped in alarm, but she kept her cool. Kuruk (or anyone for that matter) had no reason to suspect there was something between her and Ren. They were smart about it.
“I’d rather not waste my victory with my mentor who is going to critique every little thing.” Vydia said under her breath.
“Ren’s not like that.” Kuruk scoffed.
That was true. Ren was a very patient mentor. He was kind and almost nonchalant about everything. She had never really seen him get upset about anything when it came to her training. That being said, she also listened to him like he shit diamonds and pissed gold.
“It’s happened before.” Vydia lied.
“Fair enough,” Kuruk shrugged. “The man has gone a bit stale in the bedroom department, perhaps he’s taking that out on you.”
Vydia choked on her drink. “The what?!”
“I’ll explain it to you when you’re older.” He patted her on the shoulder and then walked away. Vydia rolled her eyes hard and then set her head on the bar with a groan.
A minute or two later, she heard Ren talking to Trudgen, who was trying to seduce his second partner for that evening.
“I’m gonna take a piss,” he said. “Keep and eye on that old fuck by the bar. He’s had his on V for too long.”
“He’ll he dead if he lays so much as a finger on her, but not because of any of us, Ren,” Trudgen chuckled. “Girls’ got a mean streak a mile wide.”
Ren bit back a smile. “Sure does.”
Ren made his way to the exit and about three minutes later, Vydia snuck out the back. She caught him just as he was buttoning up his pants and she quickly shoved him into the tree-line and pushed him up against a massive trunk.
She kissed him hard and he eagerly returned the kiss without hesitation. He wound his fingers up in her hair and when he went to deepen the kiss she pulled back. He smiled down at her and laughed softly.
“I thought you were mad at me.” He went to kiss her again and she pulled back again, just out of his reach. He frowned.
“Okay, maybe I was right,” he huffed. “Are you going to talk to me or are you going to keep sending me mixed signals?”
“Why won’t you have sex with me?” Vydia said bluntly.
“V–I, oh my gods,” he sighed. “That’s what this is about?”
“I want to have sex with you. Do you not want to have sex with me?” She asked. “Is there something wrong? Have I done—?”
Ren grabbed her face quickly and shut her up with a kiss that made her toes curl and her world spin. When he finally broke the kiss, he pressed his forehead to hers as they both gasped for air.
“Vydia, I have wanted to fuck you since you threatened to cut my throat with a broken glass,” he said breathlessly. “And don’t you for one second think that there is anything wrong with you. There isn’t.”
That was slightly surprising to hear. Ren had been nothing, but professional towards her when she first joined the group. Sure, they would share in an occasional joke or conversation about their dark pasts, but beyond that she would never have guessed he wanted her.
Only recently, had she noticed his lingering glances, soft touches that lasted a second too long, and on the rare occasion, when they were out fighting, he’d swoop in out of nowhere and protect her from an attack, when he knew damn well she could handle it herself without his help.
“Then why do you keep making excuses?” Vydia sighed in annoyance, trying to get her mind back onto the topic at hand.
Ren sighed too and he let his hands slide off her face onto her upper-arms.
“Look, I’ve never been somebody’s first before,” he said in a hushed tone. “I don’t want to hurt you, I don’t want you to feel unsatisfied, I don’t want it to be rushed in any way, I just. . . I want it to mean something and I’ve never wanted that before. Not for anyone.”
“Oh. . .” Vydia whispered.
“Yeah. . .” Ren chuckled. “But look, I’m over it. I’m going to stop overthinking this and tonight, I’m going to fuck you so good that you won’t be able to walk in the morning.”
“Yeah? I like the sound of that.” Vydia smirked and then let out a short squeak when he picked her up and pressed his lips to hers. He turned them around and pinned her up against the tree, but before things could get too far, he pulled back.
“Here, take this,” he handed her a shiny black key card with red bold lettering on it. “Go to this address and I’ll meet you there in five. I’m going to tell the boys I’m walking you back to the ship. Chances are, none of them will come home tonight so we’ll be safe.”
“This is for a brothel.” Vydia said with raised eyebrows.
“Yeah, uh, yeah it is,” Ren said. “Hey, don’t look at me like that. It’s the only place that’s close enough where we can get a room. I’m not exactly welcome at most normal places around here.”
“And why’s that?” Vydia’s eyebrows crept even higher.
“You know, I don’t feel comfortable talking about my past sexual escapades with the woman I actually care about and am going to have sex with tonight.” He replied.
“You aren’t welcome at most motels because of your sexual escapades?” Vydia narrowed her eyes. Now, she was definitely wondering what kind of night she was in for.
“Do you want to have sex with me or not?”
“Well now, I’m debating—” he cut her off with another kiss and she moaned against his mouth as her palms slid across his solid chest and her arms settled around his neck. This time Vydia broke the kiss and she smirked at him.
“Okay, yeah. I do,” she said. “I’ll see you soon.”
She slipped out from between Ren and the tree and began making her way down the dimly lit path towards her speeder. The cantina was on the outskirts of the small city in a more rural side of the planet so her ride was a good twenty minutes. Not that she minded. The ride gave her time to anticipate the night she was going to share with Ren and a giddiness she had not felt since childhood began to seep into her bones.
When she finally reached the brothel she parked her speeder and made her way inside the colorfully lit building. Inside the lighting was mostly red and the flooring was a glossy black. There was a single black desk in the center of the dimly lit room and when she entered Devaronian manning the desk looked up.
“Masks are not permitted inside,” he said. “Nor are weapons.”
Vydia tilted her head and made no attempt to remove either.
“Do you have any idea who I am?” She asked lowly.
“Very well, Vydia Thyssen,” the Devaronian purred. “But I’m afraid exceptions cannot be made, even for the most fearsome of the galaxy.”
“I can lose the mask, but the weapons stay.” Vydia replied.
“This isn’t a negotiation, Miss Thyssen,” the Devaronian cocked his head. “Surely, your comrades have told you this.”
Vydia gritted her teeth and her hands balled at her sides. She was just about to launch this smug bastard out of his chair, but a gentle hand rested on her shoulder and she relaxed slightly.
“Evening, Klaedo,” Ren said with a bright smile. “I would apologize for V, but I think she’d probably kill me if I did.”
Ren’s hands settled on the sides of her helmet and pulled it off her head slowly. Her black hair tumbled down her shoulders and he set her helmet on the shiny black countertop. She looked up at him with a furrowed brow, but he kept his gaze on the Devaronian.
“I’d like to use your finest room.” Ren said and his hands slid down her shoulders and landed on the handles of her daggers, which were nestled up in her armor just above her waistline. He pulled them, but before he could remove them, her hands grabbed his wrists quickly.
“Vydia,” he said in a low tone just above her ear. “You’ll get them back later. Let go.”
Vydia huffed in annoyance, but released him and let him tug her daggers free and set them on the counter. The next to go was her sword. After that, he turned her around and held her hands up. He pressed a kiss to her palm and she looked at him with wide eyes and then shot a look to the Devaronian behind them.
“And your discretion about tonight will be appreciated,” Ren said, but his eyes never left Vydia’s. “It would be bad for business if anyone were to find out about this.”
Ren broke their intense eye contact and sent a look towards Klaedo that would make even the toughest man shit their pants.
“Of course, Master Ren,” there was a slight quake in Klaedo’s voice now. “And who would you like to accompany you in your room tonight?”
Ren slipped the two small throwing knives out of Vydia’s sleeves and set those on the counter as well.
“No one.” Ren replied and he picked Vydia up, much to her surprise, and set her on the counter too.
“Sir, in order to use a room, you have to use a girl,” Klaedo said. “This isn’t a motel.”
“What was that?” Ren asked darkly.
“I, uh, never mind. . .” Klaedo said. “Your room will be ready shortly. In the meantime, I need all weapons removed.”
“On it.” Ren ran his hands down her thighs removed another set of daggers and then down her calves where he grabbed yet another set of daggers out of her boots. He dropped those onto the counter and then grabbed his lightsaber and added it to the pile.
“Master Ren,” a soft voice said from the elevator. “Your room is ready, sir.”
Ren helped Vydia off the counter, but before they could make their way towards the elevator, Klaedo cleared his throat.
“All weapons.”
Ren looked down at Vydia quizzically and she sighed. She unhooked the front of her armor and then unzipped her skintight undershirt, exposing the plush curves of her breasts that threatened to spill out of her underwear. She had decided against binding her chest that day and was now very happy that she did, for the hungry look on Ren’s face, made her just about want to tackle him and fuck him right then and there in front of everyone.
She reached into the side of her shirt and pulled out the small dagger that had belonged to her sister and set it on the counter.
“Always like to keep that one close.” She said as she fixed her shirt and armor. She didn’t wait for Ren when she made her way to the elevator.
The elevator doors closed, leaving Vydia and Ren in the awkward company of the hostess that would lead them to their room. Or at least to Vydia it was awkward. Ren didn’t seem to mind as he kept himself busy by standing behind her and pressing lingering kisses to her hair and temple.
Vydia leaned back against him and shut her eyes. Her heart was beating so fast and hard she could feel it in her ears.
“The girls have missed you, Master Ren.” The scantly dressed hostess said with a smile.
Vydia’s eyes shot open, her body went rigid, and the air in the room dropped to an icy chill. Ren quickly slipped and arm around around her waist, just under her breasts, and held her fast, like that would do anything if she decided to attack the hostess.
“Easy, V.” Ren breathed into her ear, low enough so that only she could hear him. Vydia let out an irritated huff, but said nothing.
“Jealousy is a shit color on you, Janea,” his tone was dark and his chest vibrated against Vydia’s back. “And this beautiful woman and I have done terrible things for much less than petty words, so I would watch your fucking step.”
“I meant no disrespect, Master Ren.” Janea paled.
“I believe an apology is in order.”
“I’m sorry, Master—”
“Not to me.” Ren growled.
“I’m sorry, Miss Thyssen.” Janea squeaked.
Vydia looked Janea up and down and let out a short scoff. “An apology from a dead girl means nothing to me.”
“W-what?” Janae swallowed hard and her gaze jumped to Ren, who let out a short bark of laughter.
“She’s going to kill you, Janea.”
The hostess blinked a few times like she wasn’t sure if he was being serious or not. She opened her mouth to say something, but the doors opened and Janea cleared her throat nervously.
“Y-your room,” she stuttered. “Call if you need anything.”
The elevator doors shut and it zipped away, leaving Ren and Vydia alone. Finally.
Vydia’s foul mood vanished instantly the second she stepped into the room. It was definitely not what she was expecting. The huge room was dimly lit with a red glow and the most of the walls around them were all floor to ceiling windows, which showed off the view of the twinkling city far below them. A massive round bed with white silk sheets sat in the center of the room and a the sound of running water drew Vydia into what she assumed the washroom was.
In the washroom was a steaming square bath that was big enough to pass as a small swimming pool. A mirror hung above the pool and at the end of the pool was another floor to ceiling window. On the backside of the pool, a staggered waterfall let water trickle into the pool peacefully. A small sink was positioned in the corner of the room. Above it was another smaller mirror and beside it was decent sized rack full of different soaps, scents, and oils.
She jumped when a pair of hands settled onto her shoulders and Ren chuckled as he wrapped his arms around her shoulders and pressed a kiss to her cheek.
“Relax, baby.” He purred.
“Sorry, I guess I’m more nervous than I thought I’d be.” She said softly. Ren turned her around and tilted her chin up with a gloved hand as he leaned in and kissed her gently.
“We’ll take it slow,” he said. “How about we start with a bath?”
“That sounds wonderful.” Vydia let out a small sigh of relief. She was sure she smelled like sweat and blood, which wasn’t very sexy. Ren didn’t smell too pleasant either, if she were being honest.
“I’m going to pour us some drinks,” he grabbed her hand and kissed her palm. “Choose what bath oils you would like to use.”
“Okay.” Vydia breathed.
Ren left the room and Vydia quickly removed her armor, clothes, and boots. She slipped on a white silk bathrobe that was so long that it nearly touched the floor and then she assessed the bottles of oils.
She settled for a smooth smelling one with a hint of tangy sweet citrus and warm notes of something woodsy she couldn’t quite place.
Ren appeared beside her and he handed her a delicate glass. He smiled at her as he tapped his glass against hers and they both took a sip. Vydia would’ve downed the whole thing to calm her nerves, if it hadn’t tasted like actual jet fuel.
“Good gods, Ren,” she laughed through her coughs. “This is horrible!”
“Oh,” Ren’s smile faltered and suddenly he looked embarrassed as he scratched the back of his neck. “I, uh, sorry. . .”
“It’s a good thing I’m not with you for your eccentric taste in alcohol.” She said and she set her glass down on the edge of the sink. She grabbed the collar of his cape and stood on her toes while she pulled him in for a hot kiss. Ren put a hand on her waist and he backed them up so he could set his glass down as well, but he missed the sink and it dropped onto the floor and shattered loudly.
He pulled away from her lips and cursed under his breath as he looked down at the broken glass, but Vydia grabbed his face and pressed her lips back to his. Ren didn’t complain one bit, but he did lift her up and carry her and her bare feet away from the danger of the shards.
He set her down and his rough hands ran down the smooth fabric of her robe. They settled on her ass and he gave it an appreciative squeeze, which made her chuckle against his mouth. Vydia’s hands however, busied themselves with the clasp on his cape. Once she got it off, it fluttered to the ground.
Ren pulled away from her gently and he smiled at her. “Pour a couple drops of the oil into the pool, while I slip into something more comfortable, baby.”
Vydia nodded her head and she carefully made her way around the glass and retrieved the bottle. She poured about three drops into the water and then took a second to gaze out the window, while Ren sat at the edge of the pool, removed his single glove, and unlaced his heavy boots.
When his boots came off he stood up and tugged his pants off. Much to Vydia’s surprise, he kept his underwear on when he walked towards her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and she smiled at him.
“You can’t take a bath in your underwear.” She teased him. He chuckled, but his breath caught in his throat when her fingers slipped into his waistband and tugged them down. They got caught on his muscular thighs and he had to bend down slightly to remove them all the way.
Vydia eyed him shamelessly and quickly came to the conclusion that the Gods didn’t make this man, pure sinful evil did. The pleasant surprise must’ve made its way to her face, because Ren smirked at her and then tilted his head to the side.
“Like what you see?” He purred.
Oh absolutely.
“I suppose it’ll do.” She shrugged, but she also couldn’t help but smile at him.
“Why you little—!” He picked her up bridal style and she gasped in surprise before she quickly wrapped her arms around his neck to keep herself from falling. He began to walk straight into the pool and she hit his chest in protest.
“Ren! My robe!” She glared at him.
“Believe me, it looks much better like this.” Ren grinned and Vydia scoffed loudly.
She didn’t doubt it though. The water made the thin fabric almost see-through and it made it too heavy and it slipped off her shoulders. The only thing that held it up was the soft slope of her breasts and she felt it made her look like the covers of the exotic romance novels she had seen her father’s girlfriend read. The memory made her a little sick to her stomach, but she focused on Ren’s amorous gaze and the feeling of his hard body pressed against hers and the sickness turned back into the giddy nervous flutters of a first love.
Ren let go of her legs and let her stand in front of him. His hands cupped the back of her head as he leaned in and pressed his lips to her softly. Vydia rested her hand on his forearm and ran her thumb across the black scaring on his skin.
This kiss was far more gentle than any kiss she had ever shared with Ren and she wondered what brought it on. It was sweet and she wasn’t complaining, but she was slightly surprised at its tenderness.
Ren broke the kiss but his hands remained where they were as he smiled down at her. His thumbs stroked her cheeks, dampening her skin with the scented water.
“You really are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.” He breathed. There was something so genuine and soft about his tone, it almost scared her. She covered up her nerves with a witty comment of course.
“I already agreed to sleep with you,” she chuckled. “So you don’t have to keep buttering me up.”
“Ahh, but sweet words don’t work on you like that, so there isn’t really a reason to use them unless I simply just mean it.” Ren smirked at her and Vydia scoffed.
“Are you going to keep running your mouth or are you going to undress me and help me bathe?” She cocked an eyebrow and Ren laughed.
“Fuck me,” he said breathlessly. “You don’t have to ask me twice, baby.”
And with that Ren’s hands slipped under the water and he untied her robe. He then slid it down her arms and without looking away from Vydia, wadded it up and tossed it out of the water. It hit the smooth bathroom tile with a wet smack.
“Good gods,” he inhaled sharply. “You really are perfect, aren’t you?”
“Hardly.” She scoffed and turned away from him to sink down in the water and wet her hair. Ren did the same and then walked to the side of the pool to grab a soft cloth. He returned to Vydia, who found herself gazing out the window again and he gently tilted her chin back towards him. He squeezed the excess water out of the cloth before he lightly rubbed the streaks of dirt and ash off of her face.
They took their time as they bathed. Or at least Ren was a good sport about Vydia teasing him just about the entire time he was trying to clean her, but he definitely didn’t try and stop her when she guided his hands to the parts of her body she knew he really wanted to touch. Much to her disappointment, his touches stayed swift and never lingered in one place for long, like he actually wanted to bathe.
Towards the end of their bath, Ren had them sitting on a shallow step. He was combing out her hair, while she was sitting in between his legs. He gave her hair a sharp tug when she dragged her nails down the length of his thick thighs and his lips brushed the shell of her ear as he scolded her.
“You are awfully bold, little girl,” he growled lowly. “Keep that up and I’ll fucking destroy you.”
The hand behind her head, kept a firm grip on her hair, while the other slipped around and grasped at her exposed throat. The movement was so fast and smooth, it reminded them of when they sparred. Ren may have been a big man, but the control he had over his body to move as fast and precise as he did, always surprised her.
This was also not the first time he had said something like that, but this was the first time he could actually back it up, and it added another layer of excitement to the moment which she hadn’t experienced before.
“Mmm,” Vydia hummed as a wave of heat ran down her body and settled in her upper thighs. “Don’t threaten me with a good time.”
“So that’s how it’s going to be tonight?” Ren asked, his voice returning to it’s normal cocky tone. He released her hair and she turned around and straddled him.
“For a little later in the evening, I don’t see why not.” She smiled at him
“Oh?” He grinned. “You talk a lot of shit for a virgin.”
“I may be a virgin, but I can gut a man from belly to brain while his family watches, so I’d choose your next words carefully.” Her tone darkened and she pressed her hand to his cheek as she dragged a thumb down his lips.
“Mmm, easy baby,” Ren purred while he tried to sneak in a hot kiss. “I’m only teasing you, besides, you won’t be a virgin very much longer.”
He pressed a couple of quick kisses to her jaw and slid them down her throat as he picked her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist and his mouth found hers while they made their way out of the pool.
Water trickled down their bodies and Ren didn’t stop to dry them off. No, he made a beeline to the bed and he laid her down gently. He settled in between her legs and his warm body hovered over hers, just enough to brush over hers tantalizingly. His lips drifted off of hers and traveled down her body. Just as his mouth found her breasts, so did his hands. Sure, he touched her in the bath, but this was a very different kind of touch. He touched her in the bed like a man starved, of course she hadn’t seen him be with anyone else since she had joined, almost a year ago, and even Kuruk said he wasn’t getting laid, so he probably was.
She moaned softly while he grasped hungrily at her curves and she felt his lips curl up in a smile against her soft skin. He covered her chest in biting kisses which he soothed with a quick flick of his sinful tongue. Vydia shut her eyes as she writhed under him and when he carried this kisses back up to her mouth she grabbed his face and pulled him even closer to her.
“Can I,” he rasped breathlessly. “Can I taste you?”
“You’re tasting me right now.” Vydia said against his mouth.
“Mmm-mmm,” he shook his head. “Baby, I mean want that pretty little pussy of yours under my tongue.”
Vydia was sure she turned bright fucking red and her lips parted slightly in absolute shock. “I. . . Uh. . .”
“Aw, she’s shy,” he purred. “Never thought I’d live to see the day you became shy or speechless, for that matter.”
“Fuck you,” she snapped out of her shock real fast, but couldn’t help the smile that began to tug at the corners of her lips. “I—!”
“Tsk, tsk, tsk,” he clamped a hand over her mouth. “The mouth on you is appalling. If this were any other night, I’d punish you for it, but tonight is about me pleasing you, so let me please you, little lover.”
“Oh,” Vydia said still slightly breathless. “I, uh, okay.”
“Okay?” He chuckled as he teased her. “Is that a yes?”
“You’re killing me, Ren,” she covered her face with her hands and groaned in frustration. “Yes!”
“Oh, no, no, baby,” he grabbed her wrists and pulled her hands away from her face. “I’m gonna need to see that beautiful face of yours when I make you cum.”
“Oh fuck me.” She muttered under breath and Ren proceeded to placed kisses down her body starting with her sternum and ending with a quick nip to her inner thigh.
Without another word, he buried his face in between her thighs and Vydia let out a sharp gasp as her fingers dug into the soft silk sheet below her. Ren groaned appreciatively, letting his tongue lap over her eagerly.
It came to her attention rather quickly, that Ren knew exactly what he was doing. The soft sucking of his lips and the firm push of his tongue, had her on the edge in minutes, which would’ve been embarrassing, had it not been for Ren’s hungry gaze, tight grasp on her thighs, and cocky smirk on his face.
Heat flooded up her legs and settled in her thighs as she felt herself near the end of her rope and when she came, her head flew back, her back arched up off the mattress, and her hands gripped the sheets so hard she was afraid she’d rip them.
When she came down from her high, Ren was already working his way back up towards her mouth for a passionate kiss. He pressed his lips to hers roughly and when her hands slid down his chest, he grabbed her wrists and pinned them down onto the mattress above her head. She squeezed his hands as their fingers interlocked and she let out a sharp moan as he rolled his hips against hers.
“You taste like heaven, baby,” he purred. “I bet you feel like it too.”
Ren smiled that devilish smile of his and he locked both of her hands together with only one hand around her wrists while the other slid down her body slowly. It was the hand without any scarring, she assumed that he had lost a lot of feeling in the damaged parts of his body, which was why she noticed that he preferred to touch her more with his undamaged hand than the other.
It slid over her, lingering over her breast of course. It soon settled in the apex of her thighs and he watched her reaction carefully as he slipped his fingers lower. They brushed over an already particularly sensitive part and her lashes fluttered and she bit her lip. Ren smiled and his fingers carried on intensely. Her hips had a mind of their own as they came off the mattress to push harder against his hand and she turned her head to the side as she moaned.
In an instant, his hand was at her chin to turn her head to look at him.
“I’m gonna need you to look at me, princess.” He said lowly.
“Princess?” That was a new one.
“Do you not like it?” His seriousness faded and his brow creased with worry.
“I like it when you say it like that,” she smiled. “But then again, you could call me just about anything in that tone and I’d melt.”
“I’ll keep that in mind, princess.” Ren smirked at her.
And with that, he slowly slipped his hand back in between her legs and carried on with what he had started. The amount moisture that had accumulated in between her legs was almost embarrassing, but she was thankful for it when he gently began to slide his fingers inside her. She jerked out of his grip and she grasped his shoulders. It stung a bit, considering his fingers were a lot larger and longer than hers were. Her chest heaved as she exhaled sharply and she bit the inside of her lip hard.
“You’re so tight, baby,” he hummed as he placed a soft kiss to her lips, which she was too preoccupied with the new sensation to return. “Does it hurt?”
Vydia shook her head because she didn’t trust her voice, but Ren could read her like an open book and he offered her another smile.
“It’ll get better, I promise.” He started moving his fingers slowly and he curled them as he pulled them out in a way that made her toes curl and her back arch up.
His skilled fingers were a close second to his sinful tongue. Vydia cried out as that familiar burn flooded throughout her body and she gripped his arms tightly. Her sharp nails bit into his skin, but he either didn’t notice or didn’t care. A soft whine escaped her parted lips as that heat ran up the lengths of her thighs and settled in her groin.
“Fuck, I—!” Her head flew back as she came again and her body shook while he worked her through her high.
“What a good girl. . .” he hummed and his fingers slipped out of her slowly. “Normally, I’d like to wait until you’re begging me to stop, but I, uh, I really want to fuck you right now.”
Vydia’s chest heaved as she fought to catch her breath. “Yeah, okay, let’s do that.”
She wasn’t sure if it was the multiple orgasms that made her so embarrassingly wet, or his gruff praising words. It was probably both.
Ren laughed. “Fuck me, V.”
“What? What did I do?” Her brow furrowed and she was now slightly more coherent and now, nervous.
“I fucking adore you.” And with that, he leaned in and kissed her hard.
Before it could go any further, Ren pulled away and he climbed out of the bed. Vydia sat up and her brow furrowed as she watched him walk around the bed to the nightstand beside them. He opened the drawer and pulled out a massive bottle of lube and something else, something too small for her to catch a glimpse of.
Vydia couldn’t help but laugh.
“What are you laughing at, little girl?” Ren said lowly, as he climbed back into the bed and kneeled in between her legs.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen a bigger bottle of lube.” She said and she fell back onto the mattress with her hands over her mouth. She continued to laugh and Ren looked down at the bottle and nodded his head thoughtfully.
“Huh, yeah, you’re right. This is an ungodly amount of lube.” He chuckled as he smiled at her and quickly grabbed her and picked her up. Her legs wrapped around his slender waist instantly and she settled down onto his thick thighs as he pressed a playful kiss to her lips as she smiled back at him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held herself close to him.
“Gods, Vydia,” Ren breathed against her lips. “You’re so—Perfect. Fucking perfect.”
He didn’t give her a chance to protest. Instead he kissed her hard and then gently laid her back down onto the mattress. Vydia ran her fingertips down his solid chest, the flat of his stomach, and the tantalizing slope of his prominent v-line. She could feel the muscles in his stomach jump under her touch as she made her way down his body.
Ren groaned softly as she touched him. Her touch was soft, cautious. Ren reached down in between their bodies and gently guided her hand over him. He was hot and heavy against her palm and with every stroke, his body tensed up and he exhaled sharply.
“That feels—” a low moan cut off his shaky words. “—amazing, but, uh, if you keep that up, I’m not going to last much longer.”
Vydia drew back and pressed a light kiss to Ren’s cheek, closer to his ear so she could whisper to him.
“No more waiting, right?” She murmured. “Do you still want this?”
“Baby, I told you before,” he pressed a kiss to her temple as she drew back. “I’ve wanted to do unspeakable things to you from the second I met you. I don’t think you understand how long I’ve wanted you. Do you still want this?”
“Yes, Ren.”
“Mmm, yeah. I’m going to fucking destroy you.”
Ren smiled and he sat back to kneel in between her legs again. Curiosity, made Vydia sit up on her elbows. He popped open that humorously large bottle and ran his slick hand generously up and down his length and then gently slipped his hand in between her legs. She jumped slightly at the touch, expecting the liquid to be cool, but it was warmed by his hand.
Vydia laid back down as Ren leaned back down and settled himself in between her thighs. He captured her lips in one more passionate kiss before he lined himself up with her.
“It’s going to hurt,” he whispered. “More than my fingers—”
Obviously. . . You’re fucking huge, Vydia thought to herself.
“—and I apologize ahead of time for that. I’ll go slow, but tell me if you want me to stop.” He said.
Vydia nodded her head and she took a deep breath to try and calm her nerves. A sharp gasp escaped Vydia’s parted lips and her hands leapt to his biceps as he began to thrust himself inside her. She gripped him hard, hard enough it made him stop moving abruptly.
“Are you okay?” He asked. “Should I stop?”
“No,” Vydia breathed. “Don’t stop.”
He was right. It did hurt. It burned, but not the good kind of burn. It was the kind of pain that was so different, Vydia didn’t even know how to process it. Should she stay still? Pull away? Did moving make it worse?
Ren panted as he leaned in and peppered the side of her jaw and her throat with soft kisses. His biceps flexed under grip as he grasped at the bedsheets.
“Relax, baby,” he said softly. “And breathe.”
She hadn’t even realized she had been holding her breath. She exhaled sharply and tried her best to relax, but she wasn’t sure it was working. Ren continue to move and it felt like he was never ending! She was so relieved when he finally stopped and both of their chests heaved as they gasped for air.
“Holy shit, you’re tight,” Ren groaned and he pressed a light kiss to her cheek. “You okay, babygirl?”
“Mmm,” she huffed. “Yeah, not a fan of that one.”
Her voice was tight with discomfort, but she began to relax with the foreign feeling and the burn had begun to subside slightly, now that he was fully seated inside her.
Ren let out a bark of laughter and he dropped his forehead onto hers. “You’re really gonna sass me while I’m literally inside you?”
Vydia managed to laugh too and Ren shuddered as he bit back a moan. “G-goddamn it. You’re squeezing the shit out of me.”
“O-oh. Sorry.” Her hand leapt to her mouth and Ren let out a low growl as he brought his face closer to hers.
“Move that fucking hand, princess.” He said lowly.
Vydia complied with a small smile and wide eyes. Ren pressed a rough kiss to her lips before he whispered, “Alright, gorgeous. I’m gonna start moving, m’kay?”
“Okay.” Vydia whispered breathlessly.
Ren drew his hips back slowly and Vydia gritted her teeth at the uncomfortable feeling. She braced herself for the burn of reentry, but it didn’t happen. It didn’t feel good yet, but it didn’t hurt like it did before.
“How’s that?” Ren asked softly.
“It’s okay,” Vydia replied. “Better I think.”
She looked down and noticed the unmistakable smear of blood on the sheets and her face heated up with hot blush. Ren looked down too and his features softened.
“Hey, look at me, baby,” he tilted her chin up and she bit her bottom lip hard. “Don’t do that. That’s my job.”
He gently dragged his thumb over her bottom lip and tugged it out from between her teeth. He leaned in and kissed her softly, to which she returned eagerly.
Ren kept the pace slow and steady and as they continued the pain began to ease and her faint noises of discomfort eventually turned into soft moans of pleasure.
“That’s it, baby,” Ren hummed. “Let me make you feed good.”
It did feel good. She was thankful for that, but not surprised. She knew all too well that Ren was an experienced lover, but she tired not to think about that.
“Faster,” she whimpered. “Please.”
Ren complied with a grin and picked up the pace. One hand stayed pressed to the mattress, beside her head, while the other slipped down to her waist and he pulled her leg even higher over his hip.
His fingers dug into the flesh of her slender thigh so hard she was sure she’d have bruises tomorrow, but she was also sure that he would be covered in claw marks from her so she couldn’t complain (not that she really wanted to anyways). His hips jerked forward in a particularly rough thrust and Vydia let out a sharp moan.
“Did I hurt you?” Ren stopped instantly.
“No, no,” she said breathlessly. “Keep going.”
He did. He gauged her reaction carefully as he shifted the direction his hips were going and began to thrust upwards, hoping to hit that spot just right.
“So, you like it rough, princess?” Ren smirked. “I can do that.”
“Ren—!” Her voice was cut off by a sharp moan.
Ren chuckled breathlessly and slid the hand that was gripping her leg towards the apex of her thighs. His thumb ran lazy circles over her and she let out another soft moan. The two sensations were too much for her and after a few strokes she came hard and she dragged her nails down his back.
Ren let out a low groan and after he worked her through her high, he flipped her over and then thrust himself back inside her. Vydia cried out and she grasped at the bedsheets.
“Fuck,” Ren hissed. “Gods, you feel so good. So tight, so wet, so fucking good, baby.”
Vydia couldn’t respond. She was too busy moaning and gasping for air. Ren reached over her head and grabbed her hands. He laced their fingers together and she squeezed his hands tightly.
“I want you to cum again,” he growled in her ear. “Cum on my fucking cock.”
Vydia let out a whimper and Ren released one of her hands and gave a sharp smack to her ass. Vydia jumped in surprise, but she definitely didn’t mind it. He saw her smiling and he slapped her again, this time on the other side, balancing out the sting.
“Dirty girl.” He said gruffly. She could hear the smile in his voice.
“Fuck—!” she bit back a particularly loud moan as his free hand slipped under her to torment her, at least that was what she presumed, but she was surprised again when she felt and heard the buzz of a vibrator.
So that was what he had in his hand earlier.
That was it. That was the thing that sent her right over the edge again. She came with a abrupt cry and was left a hot quivering mess under him.
Ren kept the same brutal pace and didn’t even think about finishing until he had her in two more positions and had wrung three more orgasms out of her.
Towards the end of round one, Ren had her back on her back (just after he had her with her legs wrapped around his waist, his hands under her ass, while she bounced on his thighs) and was still slamming into her relentlessly.
He came with a low groan and managed a few more wet strokes before he finally slipped out of her. He slid off of her, but not before he took a second to watch himself trickle down her lips. He pressed a sloppy kiss to poor exhausted Vydia and climbed out of the bed.
“Stay there, baby.”
“Mm-hm.” Vydia could barely even comprehend what he was saying.
He padded off onto the bathroom and when he returned to the bed she felt the warmth of a damp cloth run down the insides of her thighs and then finally her pleasantly sore entrance. Ren quickly wiped himself down as well, and then plopped down onto the bed beside her. He pulled her into his chest and kissed the top of her head.
“So,” he said lowly as he ran a hand through her hair. “How was that?”
“Fucking fantastic.” Vydia mumbled sleepily.
“Hey, don’t fall asleep on me yet,” he chuckled. “I’m not through with you.”
“Hmm?” Her eyes closed.
“Vydia.”
No response.
“V?”
Silence.
“Hmph. I guess you have earned yourself a nap or two.” Ren huffed.
Summary: (oc x Kylo Ren/oc x Ren) Vydia’s path in life was never easy. At only eighteen, she was on the run, wanted for murder, and was on the radar of the infamous Knights of Ren for recruitment. Follow her on her twisted journey with the galaxy’s most feared assassins and as she toes the line of a very dangerous romance.
Warnings: some violence, some murder, childhood abuse/trauma for some spice, angstyyyy, slow burn, and SMUT (are we surprised??)
Part Nine: Dreams
As they continued their flight, they didn’t speak. Vydia rested her head on her palm and stifled a yawn. The last thing she remember thinking was, maybe I’ll rest my eyes for just a second, before the dreamscape rippled to life.
Her heels clicked noisily down the hall as she made her way toward the hangar. She fidgeted with her gown and groaned in annoyance.
“I feel naked.” She muttered irritably.
“Well, the fact that your dress is basically see-through may have something to do with that.” Ren smarted.
“Ha. Ha,” she narrowed her eyes at him. “Allow me to clarify, I feel naked without my weapons.”
“You wouldn’t even be able make it onto the planet if you were armed with that.” He chuckled. Vydia’s frown deepened, but she stayed silent.
The doors opened and the rest of the Knights were waiting for them. They were scattered around the hangar lounging on the boxes and boxes of ammo and extra parts and the second Vydia and Ren walked in, the blank stare of everyone’s masks was fixed on them.
Cardo let out a sharp wolf whistle and Vydia rolled her eyes.
“Get it all out, boys,” she scoffed. “Because this will be the last time you ever see me dressed like this.”
“You look magnificent, young Vydia.” Ap’lek extended his lanky arm and she took his hand with a soft smile. He spun her around gently and when she let go of him, she felt a stinging smack on the back of her ass.
“Who knew you actually had a body body under all those clothes.” Cardo laughed obnoxiously as he made the hourglass shape with his hands.
Vydia snarled as Ren’s lightsaber launched itself off his belt and zipped into her hand. She started towards Cardo with a deadly purpose, but the cocky bastard made no attempt to move.
“You’re going to regret that, Cardo.” She growled, but before she could make it to him, Ren stepped in front of her, snuck and arm around her waist and spun her into his chest. His bare chest pressed into her bare back and she fought the urge to melt against him. His free hand steadied the lightsaber and she tried to jerk her hand out of his with a frustrated growl.
“Enough,” he said lowly. “Drop it, Vydia.”
She complied with gritted teeth and she stumbled forward as he let her go. Cardo, who hadn’t moved an inch from his comfy seat on the ammo, was flung backwards and hit the side of one of their spare ships with a loud bang. Vydia and the rest of the Knights looked around in surprise for the culprit and soon her gaze fell on Ben, who was leaning casually against the side of the ship she assumed she was going to take.
A nonchalant expression adorned his face and the rest of the Knights, including Ren, began to laugh. Trudgen guffawed as he slapped Ben on the back and knocked Ben a step forward.
“Defending the damsel, while pleasant for most, will not give you extra brownie points with this damsel, buddy.” Trudgen clutched his chest as his shoulders bounced with laughter.
“I wasn’t—”
“Alright, enough guys,” Ren said with a grin. “You two, get going.”
Ren gestured to Vydia and Ben.
“What?” Vydia demanded.
“You didn’t think I was sending you out alone, did you?” Ren smirked at her. Vydia glared at him and crossed her arms over her chest, which only made Ren’s gaze slip.
“You’re kidding,” she snapped. “He’s never been on a mission before!”
“Yes,” Ren said. “Which means the man we’re trying to rob won’t recognize him. His only job will be to protect you.”
“I can protect myself.” Vydia growled. Ren sighed and he boldly grabbed her upper arm and pulled her in close. She felt her face heat up with blush and she prayed that no one noticed.
“Give the kid a chance, baby, and just think, after this is over I will worship you like the goddess you are in that fucking dress,” he whispered in her ear. A shiver shot down the length of her spine and she bit the inside of her lip hard.
“You’re pushing it.” She said, loud enough that the others could hear and she hoped her aggravated tone threw them off.
“Go.” He put his hand on the small of her back and gently pushed her towards the ship. She sighed audibly and glanced at Ben, who at the time, she barely knew.
“Let’s go, new kid.” She said as she walked past him. He avoided her gaze and followed her into the ship.
She took her place in the pilots seat and Ben sat down beside her. As she started the ship, she looked at Ben out of the corner of her eye.
“If you fuck this up, I will kill you myself.” She said. Ben looked startled for a moment, but stayed silent.
He was silent for most of the flight, but she supposed his curiosity was eating away at him and he cleared his throat before he spoke.
“What did Ren say to you before we left?” He asked.
Vydia didn’t look at him when she replied and her hands were kept busy by the controls of the ship. “Nothing you need to worry your pretty little head about. Now, switch spots with me.”
“What?” Ben sputtered.
“You can fly, right?” She scoffed. “I can’t show up flying. Not like this. It’ll give us away.”
Ben stood up abruptly and they shuffled past each other in the small space. Her chest brushed up against his and she could’ve sworn she saw a hint of blush tint his pale cheeks.
“When we land, do not speak to anyone,” Vydia said. “You will act as my bodyguard and that’s it. Only step in if I tell you to.”
Ben nodded his head and began their descent into the atmosphere.
Before they left the ship, Vydia handed him a small earpiece that was nearly invisible to the naked eyes. She slipped hers in as well and they made their way to the casino. They passed through security without a second glance and Vydia flashed a seductive smile to the guards as she walked into the building.
The casino was bustling and well lit with bright white lights and upbeat music was playing from a live band somewhere. It was easy to get overwhelmed with the clamorous environment, but Vydia had spent her fair share of time in places like this, of course, none of those places were nearly as lavish as this one.
Vydia wasted no time as she spotted the bar and made a beeline for it. Ben stayed right at her heels and she sighed as she stopped abruptly. She stopped so fast he almost ran into her. She put her hand on his chest and backed him up a step or two with an annoyed huff.
“I’m gonna get a drink,” she said. “Watch from a distance. Keep an eye out for Taran.”
She turned around and when she made it to the bar she ordered the strongest drink they had. She silently wished she was at the casino under better circumstances, because the beautiful people and the crowded dance floor seemed awfully tempting.
She sipped her drink delicately and her eyes scanned the bright faces of the guests around her quickly.
“Looking for someone?” A voice said from behind her.
She turned slowly and offered a pleasant smile before she even realized the man who had just taken the seat beside her was just the man she wanted to see. Evric Taran.
She hated to admit it, but his beauty nearly rivaled Ren’s. He was dressed in a smart black suit and his dark brown hair was stylishly messy atop his head. His grey eyes gleamed as he eyed her shamelessly.
“Just people watching.” She replied casually.
“Ahh,” Evric said. “And the young man in black over there?”
Pretty and observant. Hmm.
“My pilot and bodyguard, if the occasion calls for it,” she said with a shrug. “You’d be surprised how many. . . Difficult, situations I’ve found myself in. He’s extremely helpful with those.”
“I’m not that surprised,” Evric chuckled. “Men tend to act foolish in the presence of beautiful women.”
“You think I’m beautiful?” Vydia tilted her head and offered a small smile.
“I do,” he laughed. “And I hate to break it to you, but about every other man in this building does as well.”
“Flattery will get you no where, baby.” She said with a smirk and Evric smiled widely as he turned to face her even more.
“I’m Evric.” He held out his hand and the rings on his fingers shined brightly in the white lights. Vydia shook his hand.
“I’m Thalia.” She replied. Her name wasn’t often recognized, but with the bounty that still lingered over her head for the murder of her family, it was best not to risk using it.
“It is a pleasure to meet you, Thalia.” He placed a light kiss to the back of her hand and never broke their eye-contact.
It didn’t take long for Evric to invite her up to his room for more drinks and some privacy, which was exactly what Vydia wanted. Evric had a large safe (large enough to be a second room, according to the schematics she was shown beforehand) that was connected to his vast open concept living quarters.
Before she snuck off with Evric, she stopped to quickly direct Ben, who seemed awfully worried that she was going to be alone with Evric.
“If I need your help I’ll call you,” she assured him quietly with a false smile on her lips to fool Evric who was standing a good ten or fifteen feet away. “Stay here. . . And have a drink for fucks sake, you need to lighten up.”
Ben’s brows shot up in surprise, but before he could protest, Vydia was a splash of glittering gold melting into the pool of darkly dressed casino guests.
When the elegant glass doors of the elevator closed, Vydia grabbed Evric by the lapels of his sharp suit and pressed her lips to his. Even though she was attracted to him, she still found it difficult to enjoy the kiss for some reason. He was a decent kisser, well, okay, he was an excellent kisser, but her mind still couldn’t get past the fact that. . . It wasn’t Ren.
Ha. Shit.
If Evric felt her slight apprehension, he made no attempt to stop the kiss, but Vydia just prayed that he didn’t notice it.
When the elevator opened Vydia followed Evric to his private quarters that were separate from the casino.
Before Vydia made herself comfortable on the lavish white sofa, she surveyed the room quickly. It was simple, but still just as luxurious as the rest of the building. A crystal clear bar was nestled in the corner of the room while a lavish white couch faced a large fireplace that housed restless blue flames. Above the mantel of the fireplace sat a weathered battle-ax, which didn’t seem to fit the rest of the modern and simplistic design, but it definitely made a statement.
While Evric poured them some more drinks, which she no intention of indulging herself in, she crossed her legs gracefully as her eyes continued to asses the room. Drinks out in the open made by a professional were one thing, but drinks in private? That could lead to unfortunate situations.
Evric sat beside her and offered her a glass with a smirk.
“Tell me about yourself, Thalia.” He said as he took a sip of his drink.
“I’m afraid I’m not that interesting.” She replied and a bright smile tugged at the comer of her painted lips.
“I find that hard to believe,” Evric said. “Especially because you bare a remarkable resemblance to this young woman I remember seeing in the bounty lists.”
Vydia shrugged. “We all have a past. At least I outgrew mine.”
“Now what is that supposed to mean?” Evric grinned.
“Aren’t you an infamous smuggler, Evric Taran?” She smirked at him and he scoffed lightly.
“Pretty and smart,” he chuckled. “Touché, Thalia, if that’s even your real name.”
“Maybe it is. Maybe it isn’t, but it’s something you can scream nonetheless.” Vydia shrugged again and she set her glass on the small table that sat beside the couch.
“Oh?” Evric raised his eyebrows.
“Mmm-hmm.” She scooted closer to him and he pulled her into his lap. One of his hands set his glass on the dark solid frame of the couch while the other slid up her bare thigh, that was exposed due to the large slit in the side of her gown.
“I’m conflicted, darling,” he murmured. “I’m not so sure I trust you. You’re the most beautiful creature I’ve seen in a long time and here you are, with me, so willing. . . It’s almost too good to be true.”
“I think you think too much.” She said and her hand was almost close enough to his drink, almost close enough to administer the tranquilizer into his drink from a small compartment in her ring, but he grabbed her hands and placed them on his chest.
“I think I know what would put my mind at ease. . .” He ran her hands down his chest and stomach and they stopped at the apex of his thighs. He was painfully hard under the thin material of his dress pants and Vydia suppressed the urge to vomit. The insinuation was clear, but Vydia definitely wasn’t onboard with idea.
“Why the rush? We have all night.” She smiled.
“Actually I don’t,” his tone darkened. “You shouldn’t have come up here if you were going to be difficult. What else did you think was going to happen?”
“Difficult?” Vydia frowned slightly. “I only meant—Hey!”
Evric stood up and she was dumped onto the smooth white tile in front of him. A hand gripped her hair hard and she felt the dull prick of a blade at her throat.
“Look, I’m a very busy man and I’d prefer all of this not be a waste of my time,” he said lowly. “And perhaps, I may still return the favor. So, Thalia. Be a smart girl.”
Vydia gritted her teeth and she slowly reached up and began to unbuckle his belt. Evric smiled sadistically and he slipped his knife back up into his sleeve as she tugged his pants down. He sprung free from his underwear and Vydia sat up on her knees as she grasped him gently.
Before Evric could even react, she thrust him back with an open palm. He cried out as he slammed up against the closest wall. He struggled against her invisible grip, but his actions held no avail and he gaped at her with wide eyes.
“How—!?”
“Come on, Evric,” Vydia purred. “Be a smart man.”
She walked toward him slowly and soon their faces were inches apart. She tilted her head playfully as she watched the gears turn in his head. The fearful expression on Evric’s face soon subsided and was replaced by one of complacency.
“You’re a Knight.”
Vydia smirked at him.
“Bingo,” she raised her hand and the giant battle axe above the mantel launched off the wall into her palm. “I’ll send Ren your regards.”
“Wait! Wait—!” With one swing his torso slid off his legs and he broke off into a fit of wet gurgles as the two pieces of his body hit the floor with a heavy thud.
Vydia swung the axe one more time and it made a loud clanging noise when it buried itself in the stone flooring. More blood spurted up and splattered across her chest and face and she groaned internally. Well this dress is ruined. . .
She reached down and picked up Evric’s freshly severed hand and walked towards the bookcase that was placed beside the bar.
“Ben,” she said. “Get your ass up here.”
“I—okay. On my way.” Her ear piece buzzed.
Vydia pressed Evric’s severed hand to the DNA scanning pad that was hidden under a discrete painting and the bookcase whirred to life as it slid back and to the side to reveal a hidden room behind it.
The room was filled to the brim with ancient weapons and artifacts that were probably worth millions. Vydia could’ve spent hours in that room gaping at the priceless items that lined the many, many, shelves, but she had a job to do.
Ben appeared beside her breathless and if she were being honest, a little green. He glanced over his shoulder one too many times.
“You killed him!” He gasped softly and his eyes widened as they finally fixed on the severed hand she was holding casually.
“Ah, well, yes.” She said unapologetically. “Hold this. Give me the bag.”
She shoved the severed hand into his and he fumbled with it as she yanked the bag out of his grip. The hand fell to the floor with a wet thud and Ben quickly backed up and covered his mouth with the back of his hand as he bit back a coughed.
Vydia rolled her eyes and she shoved the Jedi artifacts into the bag. She handed them back to Ben and snagged a nice blaster before she pushed him out of the secret room.
“We weren’t supposed to kill anyone.” Ben said as he avoided looking at the messy carnage Vydia had left in front of the couch.
“Yeah, well, shit happens.” She replied with a scoff.
She walked over towards the mangled body and pulled the axe out of the floor. Evric’s head was cleanly severed from his torso with one clean stroke and Vydia yanked it off the floor by its hair. It dangling from her hand like a purse and swayed with every step she took. Blood dribbled onto the floor and left a small trail in her wake.
“Where are you going with that?!” Ben said in a hushed tone.
“I’m gonna look for a bag,” she scoffed. “Carrying a severed head around out in the open like a handbag is frowned upon.”
Ben just gaped at her.
In what she assumed to be Evric’s bedroom, she found a nice tan bag that was made out of a leather she didn’t recognize. It looked expensive and she nearly felt bad that she was going to defile it with a severed human head, but it was the only bag that was small enough not to draw suspicion.
She sighed as she shoved Evric’s head into the bag and she zipped it up quickly. She made her way back out to the main floor and began to walk towards the exit, but Ben quickly grabbed her arm and stopped her.
“You’re covered in blood.”
“And?” She glared daggers at him, but he stood his ground.
“That tends to draw attention,” he scoffed. “And I don’t think we’re equipped to take out all of the security, especially if you plan on toting that around.”
He was right, but she wasn’t about to admit that to him.
“Alright,” she slipped out of his grip. “How do you propose we leave then?”
Ben nodded his head to the large window. “We’ll jump and make it out completely undetected.”
“And how are we not going to plummet to our deaths?” She arched a single eyebrow. The finder of Ben’s mouth curled up into a slight smile and he pointed to the intense looking grappling gun that was sitting on a shelf at the edge of the hidden room.
“That looks promising.” He said. Vydia grinned.
“Indeed it does, new kid,” she said. “Fuck it. Let’s do it.”
With the grappling gun in hand, Ben and Vydia stood in front of the massive window and Ben tapped the glass with a knuckle.
“This has to be a least an inch thick,” he said. “How—?”
He dropped to the floor as the battle axe came barreling towards the window like it had a mind of its own. It hit the window with a deafening crack and got lodged into the glass. A second later, a screeching alarm began to sound and Vydia flinched.
“Shit.” She muttered.
She drew the axe back with her mind and quickly slammed it back into the window. The glass shattered and came raining down like tiny daggers. Ben quickly pulled Vydia into his chest and used his body to shield hers, before the glass shredded her skin. A loud boom came from the direction of the front door and Vydia gritted her teeth in annoyance.
“We’ve got company! Time to go!” She wrapped her arms around Ben and he fired the gun. The hook latched onto a nearby rooftop and he swung a large arm around her waist before he jumped off the ledge.
The cool air whistled past them as they zipped through the air and when they were close enough to land on another rooftop below them, he let go and they tumbled to the ground. Ben landed with a pained grunt and Vydia winced as she untangled herself from him. Ben sat up and rubbed the back of his head with a grimace.
Vydia gasped.
“Get down!” She shoved him down and quickly and in the process unfortunately ended up shoving her entire chest into his face, which wouldn’t have been that much of an issue normally, except for the fact she was wearing a very low cut dress.
But her mind was focused on the massive explosion that was only meters away from them. She jerked up and her ears rang painfully while she scrambled to her feet. She yanked Ben off the ground and he looked only slightly mortified as she dragged him to the stairwell.
“I–I, uh—!” Ben’s mouth fumbled to find the right words and Vydia scoffed loudly.
“Shut up and run!”
They sprinted through the building and at some point Vydia had kicked off her heels and left them behind. The cold cement stung her feet as she rang but she shoved the pain down and kept going.
Soon they made it to their ship and the guards ran towards them, weapons raised. Vydia didn’t even hesitate to throw them to the side with a wave of her hand. They were flung back a good thirty feet and they hit the gravel with a heavy thud and a groan.
Vydia and Ben scrambled into the ship and she jumped into the pilot seat and quickly started the engines.
“Sit down!” She used the Force and shoved Ben into a seat and the second the ship left the ground, she launched into light speed. Ben yelled at her with an outstretched hand, probably to stop her, but he was thrown back into his seat and the world around them disappeared.
Summary: (oc x Kylo Ren/oc x Ren) Vydia’s path in life was never easy. At only eighteen, she was on the run, wanted for murder, and was on the radar of the infamous Knights of Ren for recruitment. Follow her on her twisted journey with the galaxy’s most feared assassins and as she toes the line of a very dangerous romance.
Warnings: some violence, some murder, childhood abuse/trauma for some spice, angstyyyy, slow burn, and SMUT (are we surprised??)
** I made a new cover for this fic for wattpad, so if you see it on there ITS ME LOL also I highkey love how it turned out
Part Eight: Emend
Vydia woke hours later to a hand on her shoulder. She lunged out of bed and tackled the blurry figure in front of her and her weapon shot into her hand. The point of its deadly blade lay inches from—
“Kuruk!” Vydia gasped.
She scrambled off of him and quickly helped him off the floor. “What are you doing here?”
“Kylo Ren found a lead,” he said. “We’re leaving in ten.”
“Shit!” Vydia darted into her washroom and quickly rinsed her mouth and tossed on her combat suit. She came out of the bathroom and slipped on her boots. “Oh, um, I have something to tell you...”
“I’m flattered, V,” she could practically see the smirk under Kuruk’s mask. “But we can’t be together. It’s not you, it’s me.”
“Ha. Ha. You’re so funny,” Vydia scoffed. “But no. That’s not it. I did it, or rather him.”
“No fucking way,” Kuruk breathed. “How was it? Is he. . ?”
“It wasn’t bad,” Vydia shrugged as she pulled her hair into a braid. “A little rough, but that’s not a bad thing. And yeah, he’s huge.”
“I fucking knew it!” Kuruk barked with laughter. “And now what? How do you stand with him?”
“He said it was a mistake and we haven’t spoken since,” she replied. “To be fair, it happened last night so there’s time for change. But I still can’t wrap my mind around him. He’s so bipolar.”
“No one can wrap their mind around him,” Kuruk chuckled. “So. . . Who was better?”
“Ren. Definitely Ren,” Vydia replied without any hesitation. “That man was a fucking god in the in between sheets.”
“Yeah, well, he was also a whore,” Kuruk tilted his head to the side. “Though, now that I think of it, it seemed he gave up his slutty ways when he met you.”
Vydia shrugged her shoulders. “That’s not surprising.”
“Were you two exclusive?” He asked as they made their way out of her room and down the hallway. Vydia shook her head.
“Well, I mean, we didn’t exactly talk about being exclusive,” she said. “But I didn’t have sex with anyone but him and as far as I know he didn’t have sex with anyone but me.”
“Right, right,” Kuruk nodded. “You had him wrapped around your pretty little finger.”
“I did not!” Vydia snapped.
“Sure.” Kuruk chuckled.
The two Knights grew quiet when they finally joined the rest of the Knights in the hangar. Cardo let out a loud cat-call when Vydia came into view and she mentally gagged.
“The absolute love of my life! Did you miss me, baby?” Before she could react, he snagged her hand and pulled her into his chest. She jerked her knee into his crotch and when he doubled over she grabbed the back of his helmet and slammed his head into that same knee.
“Touch me like that again and I will cut off your hands.” She growled. Cardo groaned as he rolled on the floor and Ap‘lek folded his lanky fingers carefully as he bent down to gaze at Cardo.
“Why must you torment yourself like this, my friend?” He mused. “All she’s ever brought you is pain.”
“It’s the pain that let me know she cares.” Cardo managed to cough out. Vydia let out another growl and when she lunged forward to hurt him again, Trudgen stepped in front of her and used his massive body to shield Cardo.
“Enough,” he said lowly. “Stop being childish.”
“Easy for you to you to say,” she snapped. “It’s not like he hits on you.”
“And I do count my blessings for that.” Trudgen chuckled.
“Fuck you.” Cardo grumbled and he stumbled to his feet. He cupped his crotch tenderly and winced as he stood up.
Vydia let out an audible huff as she turned away from Trudgen and folded her arms over her chest irritably, but as soon as she felt that chill down her spine, she dropped her arms to her sides and stiffened.
The rest of the Knights followed suit and waited attentively for directions when Kylo Ren appeared at the entrance of the hangar. Vydia felt her heart rate jump up with every thud his heavy boots made on the glossy black floor.
Her daze broke when she heard his voice.
“Vydia will accompany me on my ship,” he said. “The rest of you will take the Buzzard.”
And with a flourish of his cape he stomped towards his ship. Vydia and Kuruk’s heads turned instantly as they exchanged surprised expressions that never left the confines of their masks.
Vydia wanted to make her feet slow down as she followed behind Kylo Ren, but his long stride made it difficult and she couldn’t let her emotions get the best of her. The last thing she needed was the rest of the Knights discovering her complicated relationship with him.
The ship door shut behind her and she swallowed hard.
She joined him in the cockpit and they didn’t speak or even acknowledge each other until they were surrounded by the inky darkness of space.
“I did mean it.” He said.
What?!
“Mean what?” She managed to keep her cool, but she had no idea how.
“When I said it was a mistake—”
Oh, great. So that worked wonderfully, thanks Kuruk.
“—but, that doesn’t mean that I don’t want you.” He turned around to face her and his large hands rested on either side of her mask as he slipped it off slowly. She hoped that her face didn’t give anything away, but she had found that her talent for hiding her emotions on her face had faded since she had begun wearing a mask.
“I’m not an object,” she said icily. “You can’t just dress me up, play with me, and then toss me aside when I don’t suit your mood.”
“Maybe not, but I want you nonetheless.”
A gloved hand reached out and it looked like he was going to touch her face, but instead he pulled back and glowered under his mask.
“I remember the first day I met you,” he said and there was bitterness in his tone. “I regret not realizing it sooner. The way he looked at you, the way he touched you. . . But I was young and naive back then.”
He. Ren.
Vydia remembered that day vividly, but definitely not for the same reasons Kylo Ren did. That particular day had started like normal, a bit of steamy morning sex with Ren and a not so casual conversation afterwards.
“You know I love you, right?” Ren said as he pressed a kiss to Vydia’s palm. She narrowed her eyes at him.
“What do you want?” She said pulling her hand away from him quickly. Ren laughed and he shifted to sit up and he pulled her into his lap without hesitation. He brushed her hair off her shoulder as he peppered her skin with soft lingering kisses.
“Who says I can’t express my affection for you without wanting something?” He smirked against her skin and she grabbed a handful of his hair and yanked his head back. Ren groaned and his fingers bit into her backside playfully.
“You’re full of shit, Ren.” Vydia glared back at him.
“Mmm, but you love me anyways.” He purred and Vydia gasped when he drew his hand back and slapped her ass hard. She gritted her teeth and shoved him back onto his mattress. With a little help from the Force, she pushed his arms apart and pinned them down above his head. She hovered above him with a sly look on her face. Her soft chest hovered over his, just barely brushing his rough scarred skin.
“I love how you make me come,” she said as she leaned in and pressed a kiss below his ear. “Now, tell me what you want.”
“Ouch! Why do you hurt me like that?” He poked out his bottom lip.
“Because you like it,” she ran her index finger down his lips and smirked. “But, if you’re not going to use your mouth to tell me what I want to hear, I’ll make it do something far more productive.”
She could practically see him start to salivate.
“Gods, Vydia,” he groaned. “I’m not saying anything now.”
“Ren!” She hit his chest as she sat up, completely breaking the act.
“Okay, okay, I’ll tell you,” he said with a grin. “So there’s this casino. The man who owns it is very, very, wealthy and happens to have a number of ancient Jedi relics. Unfortunately, he’s smart and would never ever let anyone like me anywhere near his loot. . . But he happens to have a soft spot for beautiful women. . .”
“No, no fucking way,” Vydia released him from her grip and he sat up quickly and grabbed her hips before she slipped off the bed. “Hey! Get your hands off me!”
Ren pulled her below him and she huffed in annoyance.
“Vydia, you don’t have much of a choice,” he said. “Snoke wants those relics and we have to get them.”
“And why can’t we just kill everyone?”
“It’s not that kind of mission, baby.” Ren said and he pressed a soft kiss to her pouty lips. She bit his bottom lip defiantly and he growled against her mouth. He moved his kisses down her body and settled in between her legs, but before he did anything he looked up at her and smiled.
“If you do this for me, I promise you, I will repay you in ways that would make even a whore blush.” He brushed his lips against her inner thigh as he looked up at her through his lashes.
“Is sex your only bargaining chip? Because I’m not so sure that’s going to cut it this time.” Vydia huffed, but she couldn’t help the curl in her toes when Ren flashed that devilish smile of his.
“How about really, really, good sex?”
Vydia rolled her eyes. “Shut up and fuck me.”
Ren complied more than eagerly and when they were done, he climbed out of bed and padded to his makeshift closet. The door rattled open loudly and he reached in and pulled out a decent sized black box. He set it on the bed next to Vydia and looked at her expectantly.
She arched an eyebrow as she opened it and pulled out a beautiful sheer beaded gown. The bust was solid enough where it counted, but the skirt was completely see-through. Her eyes widened as she gazed at the dress and then she gaped at Ren.
“How and when the fuck did you have this made?!”
“So you like it?” He smirked at her.
“I mean,” she cleared her throat. “It’s gorgeous, but uh, I’m not exactly a dress wearing kind of gal.”
“No, I suppose not,” he shrugged. “But, you will look fantastic in it either way. Try it on.”
Vydia sighed and she grabbed the dress and slid out of his bed. Before she made it to the bathroom, Ren grabbed her arms and pulled her in close.
“All jokes aside,” he pressed his forehead to hers. “I know this isn’t exactly in your comfort zone and even if you don’t have much of a choice, I do appreciate that you’re doing this.”
Vydia chuckled. “Yeah, uh, I may not be comfortable sporting an outfit like this, but scamming men isn’t exactly foreign to me.”
“Oh?” Ren was genuinely surprised and maybe a little jealous. It was foolish of him to think he was the only man she had ever shown interest in, but he wasn’t too keen on the idea, even if her interest had been only for her benefit.
“I was on the run for two years, baby,” she pecked his cheek. “I learned to be resourceful.”
“Well, aren’t you just full of surprises?”
“I like to keep you on your toes.” Vydia smirked at him and then she padded into his bathroom to change.
When she stepped out of the restroom, she turned around and Ren buttoned the choker-like neckline that held up the front of the dress. His fingertips lingered across her bare back and she let down her hair. It tumbled down her back like a black wave and Ren gently ran his fingers through it, before he spun her around and smiled at her.
“You look exquisite.” He breathed as he cupped her face in his hands and brought his lips down to hers. He kissed her tenderly and she smiled against his mouth.
“I better,” she said as she pulled back. “This looks and feels, expensive.”
Ren chuckled and he tucked her hair behind her ear while he pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Yeah, well, I wasn’t really talking about the dress, baby. If we’re being perfectly honest, I think it’d look better on the floor.”
“Oh, I’m sure this will end up on the floor sooner rather than later,” Vydia smirked at him and she slipped out of his grip and sat on the edge of his bed to put on the pair of delicate crystalline heels that came with the gown. “But for now, I have a date.”
“A mission.” Ren wrinkled his nose.
“Ren, is that a bit of jealousy I spy?” She teased.
“Without a doubt,” he pulled on his pants and buckled his belt. “If anyone should take you out, it should be me.”
Vydia sighed. “You know how I feel about this.”
“Yes, I do,” Ren replied bitterly. “Vydia—”
“No, Ren!” She huffed in annoyance. “I will not be judged for being in a relationship with you!”
“The boys won’t care!” Ren protested.
“Will Snoke?”
Ren scoffed and he threw his hands up and then brought them down to rake back his pale hair, which probably could’ve used a trim, but if he trimmed it, she wouldn’t be able to braid it anymore.
“We could always leave.” Ren said as he brought his arms back to his sides. Vydia looked at him with wide eyes.
“What?”
“You heard me,” Ren said. “We could leave the Knights.”
“You’d leave all of this,” she gestured to the room around her. “For me?”
“In a heartbeat,” Ren replied without hesitation. “Think about it for me?”
“Okay.” Vydia said in a small voice.
“—you were a vision in that dress. . .” Kylo Ren exhaled sharply and Vydia snapped back into the present abruptly. “If they had told me you were the Queen of the Darkside, I would’ve believed them.”
Kylo Ren reached out with a gloved hand and almost touched her face, but she pulled back with a soft scoff.
“You can’t just act like you didn’t say fucking me was a mistake.” She glared angrily at him, but in truth, Vydia wasn’t as insulted as she made it seem. The fact that he brought it up, was proof enough that he hadn’t stopped thinking about what had happened.
“It was a mistake.” Kylo Ren said.
“But it’s a mistake I’m willing to make over and over again.” He said as he took another step towards her. With every step he took towards her, she took a step back, until her back hit the wall.
He grasped at his mask and it hissed as he removed it. He looked down at her and Vydia felt her heart skip a beat. She swallowed hard, but kept her face free from emotion.
“What if I don’t want you to?” She asked.
The air chilled around her as she felt his unyielding hold on her. It pinned her up against the wall, leaving her frozen in place and a look of panic fell over her face and her chest lurched as she braced herself for the worst. He leaned forward, pressing his forehead to hers and a gloved hand grasped the side of her head, pushing her hair back slowly.
“I could take whatever I want from you,” he said lowly. “I could even have you unconscious, but I won’t. I’d prefer you conscious and willing.”
“You weren’t so keen on my willingness last night.” Vydia said through gritted teeth. Kylo Ren drew back and his grip on her loosened. Vydia exhaled softly and Kylo Ren took a step away from you.
“A moment of overzealousness,” he said. “I do apologize for that.”
There was not much that surprised Vydia anymore, but that definitely caught her off guard and she blinked a few times.
“What’s brought this on?” She demanded.
“What do you mean?”
“Why are we talking about this?” Vydia snapped. “If it was a mistake, why bring it up? Why apologize to me?”
“Perhaps I wasn’t clear enough,” Kylo Ren cocked his head to the side. “I want to fuck you.”
Vydia said nothing as she glared angrily at him. She pursed her lips together and spat in his face defiantly.
If he thought a piss-poor excuse of an apology and some vaguely sentimental words were going to be enough to get back into her pants, he was sadly mistaken.
Kylo Ren jerked back with a snarl.
“Why you—!”
He raised his hand quickly and she felt a pressure around her throat. The Force around her body dissipated and she gasped at her neck as she gasped for air.
“Harder.” She managed to choke out.
Kylo Ren let out a low growl and the Force was swiftly replaced with a large gloved hand as he pulled her forward and pressed his mouth to hers. She couldn’t help it when she moaned against his lips, but when the radio crackled to life, she shoved him back with a gasp.
“This isn’t over.” Kylo Ren said as he shoved his finger in her face.
He spun around to answer the call and Vydia exhaled sharply as she sunk down in an empty seat.
Summary: (oc x Kylo Ren/oc x Ren) Vydia’s path in life was never easy. At only eighteen, she was on the run, wanted for murder, and was on the radar of the infamous Knights of Ren for recruitment. Follow her on her twisted journey with the galaxy’s most feared assassins and as she toes the line of a very dangerous romance.
Warnings: some violence, some murder, childhood abuse/trauma for some spice, angstyyyy, slow burn, and SMUT (are we surprised??)
** Also, this was loosely based off the comics Starwars: The Rise of Kylo Ren, but you don’t have to read them to know what’s going on. It will have spoilers for that comic tho.
Author: Breakmybedbarnes
Part Seven: Darkness
Vydia spent the next two days ignoring Kylo Ren. He seemed to be just as done with her as she was him, because he loosened her leash and decided her time sulking could be used better and let her train some of the stormtroopers, the ones who focused more on hand to hand, like the riot control troopers. It was below her, but she didn’t mind beating the shit out of cocky boys who thought they owned the world.
At the end of a training session, Vydia sighed as she sat down on one of the benches. The recruits shuffled out of the room while she drank some water and began to unwrap her hands. She tossed her wraps onto the bench without looking and tucked the stray hairs that came loose from her braid, behind her ears. She stiffened when she felt his presence and she turned around slowly.
“Supreme Leader.” She greeted him unenthusiastically.
“How is the training going?”
“Well enough,” she replied. “Half the class was definitely. . . Humbled.”
“Not surprising,” Kylo Ren replied. “You’re an excellent fighter.”
“Flattery will get you no where.” Vydia said as she gathered up her wraps. She padded towards the door, but Kylo Ren grabbed her upper arm as she walked past him and stopped her. She gave him a hard look and he let her go quickly.
“Spar with me.” He said.
She sighed.
“Is that an order or a request?” She asked.
He hesitated. “A request.”
Vydia’s gaze jumped from his mask’s blank stare to the exit as she pondered her answer quickly.
“Fine.”
She couldn’t remember the last time they had spared together. She turned around and set her wraps back onto the bench. She sat down and looked at him expectantly.
“Strip.” She said.
“What?” She thought he nearly choked.
“You don’t expect us to fight when you’re in full armor and I’m in,” she gestured to her casual workout clothing, which consisted of form fitting pants, a form fitting long sleeve shirt, and bare feet. “This, do you?”
Kylo Ren said nothing and he slipped off his helmet. Her fickle heart fluttered when he began to undo the top half of his armor. She looked down at her hands in hopes of finding a distraction, but they offered no relief.
When he was finished undressing, they padded to the center of the cushiony mats and faced each other. Gods, he was massive. His size somehow seemed to elude her most days, but in moments like this, when she could really see that he was nearly a foot taller than her, she wanted to shoot herself for being as short as she was.
Without a word she struck first. Despite his size, he moved surprisingly fast, faster than she remembered, but then again, he was more refined now than he was before. It was more of a dance than a fight. Each strike was parried to perfection on either side.
Vydia let out a low growl of frustration and she decided to spice it up a little. She ducked between his legs, popped up behind him, and kicked the back of one his knees hard. He dropped to his knees with a grunt and she wrapped an arm around his throat. He choked in her grip and tried to pry her arm off his neck, but his actions held no avail. He fell back in hopes of crushing her under his body weight, but she clung on.
Kylo Ren tapped out with a frustrated groan and she released him. He stood up and rubbed his throat tenderly with one hand as he held out the other to help her off the floor. Vydia clambered to her feet and tried her best to hide the smug satisfaction she was feeling.
“Again.” That was an order.
She sighed and nodded her head.
The next round lasted significantly longer, but Vydia was beginning to near the end of her rope. She blamed that on her shitty stamina, for she was already tired since she had been teaching beforehand, and by then, she was exhausted. Still, she refused to back down. Sweat dripped down her spine and dotted her forehead.
Kylo Ren struck fast and hard and she dodged it, but was too slow to block his kick. She hit the mats hard and he was quick to pin her down.
They both froze for a moment. His face was inches from hers and his long dark hair brushed against her cheeks. They panted. She could feel his warm breath on her lips and she could feel her cheeks beginning to heat up with blush.
His dark eyes searched hers and they traveled down her face and lingered on her parted lips. His tongue darted out to wet his and Vydia groaned internally. It was now or never.
She leaned up quickly and pressed her lips to his. Kylo Ren made a small noise of surprise, but didn’t protest when she flipped them over and straddled his waist. He sat up on the mats and his long fingers splayed out on her thighs as he gripped her hard.
Vydia sighed against his mouth as she wove her fingers through his thick hair. She shut her eyes hard as she tried her best not to think as she kissed him, but her hatred for Kylo Ren still lingered at the edges of her mind, keeping her from truly enjoying the moment (not that she really wanted to).
She really did hate him, but Ben. . . That was someone she could kiss. She would’ve too if she had not already been with Ren at the time. Too little to late, I suppose, she thought to herself.
Though, she didn’t appreciate the person she was kissing, she couldn’t help but notice, that this kiss was significantly better than the ones they had shared in the past. It was still a little rough around the edges, but she didn’t mind that.
One of Kylo Ren’s hands slipped behind her head and his mouth slowly drifted off of hers. He yanked her head back and she gasped. His lips slid down her throat and his teeth raked across her smooth flesh.
A sharp gasp escaped Vydia’s parted lips when Kylo Ren stood up. He lifted her up with him and pinned her up against the closest wall. Vydia pulled away from his mouth to pull her shirt over her head and Kylo Ren’s brow furrowed when he realized her chest was bound, but he didn’t say anything about it when he took the knife off her waist and sliced through it.
Vydia could see the pleasant surprise in his eyes when the wrappings fell away. She wasn’t a heavy chested woman, but her breasts were far larger than she let on. She didn’t like the idea of being sexualized on or off the battlefield. She didn’t want her enemies looking at her and seeing a woman. She wanted them to look at her and see Death.
Kylo Ren licked his lips hungrily before he began to press sloppy kisses down her chest to the curves of her breasts. His hands stayed on her thighs to support her, but she gently guided one hand to her chest, just to let him know he could touch her.
He got the message quickly and wasted no time grasping firmly at her soft skin, while his tongue played circles on the other. She moaned softly as his mouth exploded her flesh, but couldn’t help but notice some differences between Kylo Ren and her previous lover.
Ren was experienced. Very, experienced. He moved with purposeful precision, while Kylo Ren moved to learn. Of course, Ren moved that way too in the beginning, but it had been far too long since Vydia had been touched by skilled hands and she could tell the difference because of it.
Kylo Ren unhooked her legs from around his hips and set her down. His hands immediately went to her pants and he slid them and her underwear down just far enough. He spun her around quickly and she could hear him reach for his belt.
“Wait!” She said quickly.
There was no way she was going to let him fucking rail her against that wall without some kind of foreplay, especially not since the largest thing that had been inside her had been her own two fingers for gods know how long.
But of course, Kylo Ren had other plans when he thrust himself inside of her roughly. Vydia gritted her teeth as she tried not to cry out and whipped around with a glare.
“Fuck you!” She hissed and she hit his chest with an open palm. He grabbed her hands and quickly pinned them to the wall as he jerked his hips back. He slammed his hips into hers and she gasped loudly.
He pressed his forearm into her shoulders and shoved her against the wall as he thrust in and out of her roughly. Vydia let out a growl and she threw an elbow back towards his chin. He grunted in pain and jerked back. She quickly turned around and snuck a foot behind his and he landed on his ass as he tripped.
She straddled him quickly and wrapped her fingers around his throat tightly. His own fingers bit into her bare waist just above her pants that hung low on her hips.
“That wasn’t very nice.” She said lowly.
“You’re not a very nice girl.” Kylo Ren swallowed hard and his Adam’s apple bobbed under her palm.
“Hmph.” She climbed off of him and pulled up her pants quickly. The elastic-like waistband snapped loudly against her skin and she didn’t look at him as she reached down and grabbed her shirt.
A hand latched onto her braid and jerked her back. His chest was slick with a thin layer of sweat against her back and his lips brushed the shell of her ear as his free arm rested between been breasts and his hand gripped her throat.
“Don’t leave.” He whispered breathlessly.
Vydia chuckled and felt him, hot and heavy on her lower back, just above her backside. “Give me a reason not to.”
He spun her around, his hand still iron on her throat and he pressed his lips to hers. His other hand slid behind her back and pushed her body up against his. She moaned softly into his rough kisses and she didn’t protest when his fingers slipped into the waistband of her pants.
He slid them down, savoring how they caught along her curves. She stepped out of them and Kylo Ren lifted her up gently. He walked them over to the closest wall and the cool metal felt nice along her back.
With his lips still pressed to hers, he slipped an arm under one of her thighs and then another. She broke the kiss, but he paid no mind, for his lips just found another place to keep themselves busy. His kisses slid down her body as he lifted her up higher.
“What—?”
Once the apex of her thighs were at his head level, she got it. She held her breath. Kylo Ren gave no warning when he buried his face in between her legs and she cried out as she thrust her hands into his thick dark hair.
“Someone–!” Vydia bit back a moan. “Someone could walk in!”
His shoulders shrugged under her thighs, but his lips and tongue never strayed from their mission. Vydia threw her head back and gasped for air as she neared the end of her rope. Her fingers latched onto his hair roughly and he groaned against her. The vibrations were just enough to send her tumbling over the edge and she cried out loudly.
“Fuck!” She hissed.
Kylo Ren didn’t slow down and had her right on the edge again in a matter of moments. She came two more times before he finally lowered her and she kissed him hard. They gazed at each other as they both took a second to catch their breath and then Kylo Ren shifted her in his grip so he could slip himself back inside her. He dragged himself along her, gathering up her wetness and then he paused, asking for permission silently.
Vydia nodded her head and bit her lip hard as he slipped inside her. He groaned and pressed his forehead to her chest. His warm breath and hair tickled her skin and she felt him press a kiss to her sternum, before he pulled his hips back.
They moved slowly, savoring every touch, every kiss, every stroke, like it was the last. She wound her hands back up his hair and he pressed his swollen lips back on hers. Vydia moaned against his mouth and then let out a sharp gasp when she felt something stir at the apex of her thighs. Both of his hands were iron on her thighs (and were sure to leave bruises on them when they were done) and she chuckled against his lips, but deepened the kiss in silent appreciation.
Kylo Ren broke the kiss to slide them across her jaw and up her cheek. When his lips returned to hers, they tasted like salt. Was she crying? She didn’t even notice. He did, but the tears didn’t stop him.
His thrusts grew sloppier as he neared his end, but was determined to have her finish with him. The invisible fingers sped up and her fingernails bit into his broad shoulders as she moaned. She came first, but he followed suit quickly and they both groaned.
They stayed there for a moment, still joined together, dripping. Her fingers ran through his hair softly. Kylo Ren’s gaze landed on her lips and she thought he would kiss her again, but he didn’t. Instead he sighed and slipped out of her gently.
He set her down and took a step away from her as he ran a large hand through his hair. He tucked himself back into his pants and tugged them up. Vydia said nothing as she grabbed her pants and slipped them on. She grabbed her shirt and pulled it on over her head.
“This was a mistake.” Kylo Ren said suddenly.
Vydia looked up at him in surprise.
“What?”
“You heard me,” he said. “It’ll never happen again.”
Vydia fought the urge to say something unsavory and instead she shrugged. “Fine.”
She straightened her clothes, grabbed her hand wraps, and left the training room. When she finally reached her room she curled up on her bed, pulled her knees into her chest and wept.
She didn’t even remember calling asleep, but she must’ve, for a dreamscape rippled to life.
Vydia sprinted through one of the many twisted hallways of the Night Buzzard. She skidded to a halt at Ben’s door and it slid open with a rumble. She stormed inside and saw Ben bent over his desk. An ominous red glow illuminated from his closed fist and he turned around slowly when he heard her.
“The blast–!” Vydia panted. “I thought–You’re bleeding!”
Ben said nothing as she grabbed a rag and reached for his hand gently. When he opened his fist a crystal, no larger than the the length of her thumb, was resting in his palm. It was a bright burning red and cracked into two pieces. Blood trickled down his hand and down his forearm.
“Is that. . .?” Her eyes grew wide at the sight of the legendary Kyber crystal.
Ben still didn’t speak. He barely even looked at her. He took his hand out of hers and returned his attention back to the lightsaber hilt on his table.
“You should leave.” He said, finally.
“Ben. . .”
He bristled, his lips drawn back in a feral snarl. “Don’t call me that!”
Vydia flinched, but she narrowed her eyes at him. “It’s your name.”
“No!” He yelled. “No, it’s not! Ben. . . Ben is dead.”
“Then what should I call you?” Vydia asked softly.
Ben turned around and slipped the fragmented crystal into the hilt of a new lightsaber, one crudely fashioned and seemingly just as unstable as the way he was acting at the moment.
He ignited the lightsaber and it blazed to life with a loud twang. His face grew even more grim in the fiery light.
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