also i want to reiterate: it is ALWAYS okay to write fucked up, morally abhorrent, disgusting, repulsive, "mentally ill" shit, and you SHOULD always write it and share it with others, publicly, so we can all enjoy it together.
you should never feel ashamed of the things you like, you should never apologize for writing the things you enjoy, and it doesn't make you mentally ill or disturbed to write, read, and enjoy them <3
I didn't expect so many people to be interested in my Priest! Miguel AU series, a lot have been asking where they could find it. All this time I've just been posting the parts on Instagram (and occassionally twitter).
I've compiled all the parts and will be posting them in order here as well!
Deliverance | Priest! Miguel O'Hara AU:
[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Extra]
[Part 4] [Part 5] [Part 6] [Part 7]
[Part 8 [1/2] [2/2]] [Part 9 [1/2] [2/2]]
[Part 10 [1/2] [2/2]] [Part 11]
[Part 12 [1/2] [2/2]] [Part 13 WIP]
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Updates: usually every other week/ every two weeks
You've been goading him. Sending him videos of how you touch yourself , showing him how your cunt cums and clenches around your fingers. The way that you'd purposely bump into him in the halls on the way to your station. UNTIL one cylce he had enough. He'd request your presence on his personal chambers. "Shit." You cursed, pacing in front of his door, and it hissed open. Kylo Ren grabs you by your arm and pulls you inside, slamming your back on the nearest surface. His gaze lingers on you, and a small smirk forms on his lips. "What took you,so long supreme leader?." You'd tease. The look in your eyes told him exactly what you wanted. With one swift motion, he snatched your wrist and hoisted you in a sitting position on the cold surface. He then rips open your uniform, buttons scattering around the floor . "You've had your fun." He'll say, his eyes devouring your breast. Throwing your head back, you spread your legs , inviting him in. He positions himself between your spread legs and pushes against them with his own. His arousal meets yours, and he groans softly as he rubs against you. "Oh. Fuck. Kylo." You whispered, feeling how painfully hard he was. You needed him. You need him inside you. He met your gaze, and you nodded. Within seconds, he tugged down your pants and your excuse of underwear. A string of arousal breaking as he brought your underwear down. "So wet. You want my cock?. Beg for it slut. " He said leaning down and sucking at your neck. Breaking blood vessels. That's gointo leave a mark. ""Please...please fu--ck me"
"Good girl." He smirked. His cock twitches slightly from hearing those words come out of your mouth, he grabs and holds both sides of your thighs and slides deep within you, filling every single inch of your tightness. " oh Shit." you moan. Kylo Ren groans and begins thrusting hard and fast making sure to hit all the right spots each time. "Thats it, take this cock like you want it." he says while continuing to pound away relentlessly. "Tell me how much you love getting fucked by this cock." He snarled. "Fuu..ck i love getting fucked by your cock!" You moan meeting his brutal thrusts. Smirking wickedly, he grips tighter onto your thighs and increases his pace even further. His balls slap against you repeatedly as they swing wildly back and forth. "That's right....fuck.." He said, and you scream loudly in pleasure. Your soak pussy started making wet sounds. He continues to pump into you faster and harder, and he leans down to capture one of your nipples in his mouth. Suckling hard as he continues to thrust into you deeply, hitting your cervix with each snap of his hips. He let's go of your abused nipple and presses his broad chest against yours."You like that, don't you? You love being used like a dirty little whore." He growls into your ear. "Oh fuck I do, i fucking do" you gasped, eyes closing in ecstasy. He pulls away from your chest and slaps your bouncing tits , before turning his attention to your neglectected swollen clit . "Such an obedient girl aren't you?" He smirks mischievously. "ahh... please ple--ase make me cum." You begged and he groans loudly and shudders violently. "Ahhh!! Fuck!!" He slams himself deeper inside you causing you to cry out in pain and pleasure. Easily picking up on what your body and pussy wanted, he begins to change his pace and thrusts more shallow and with a firmer grip. "Cum for me little whore." He grins wickedly as he picks up his pace and continues to pump in and out of you. Faster and faster the movement becomes until your entire body is wracked with tremors from the intense fuck session that Kylo Ren was giving you. Your screams are music to his ears as he hits that spot inside you over and over again sending wave after wave of ecstasy throughout your whole body. He watches as your eyes roll back into your head, Seeing this happen , it causes him to release 4 hot shots of cum deep within your clenching cunt filling you completely. Your mouth opened wide in a silent scream as your body convulses from the powerful orgasm. "Good girl..." He said with mischief in his tone. Still holding your hips firmly in place, he continues to thrust forward, but at a slightly slower pace now that the peak has been reached. He pulls his soft cock out, leans down and presses his lips against your sweaty hairline, and pats your cheek. "Get out." He said, leaving you on top of the now warm surface. You smiled like an idiot. A well fucked idiot.
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A/N:Â Well hi there. It looks like this beast still lives. I am unendingly grateful for your patience.
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Fourth man bled to life.
At the fracturing of all that was, heartbreak and misery begat a new age.
From the ashes of the gods came the greatest of Grandfather Sky Walkerâs gifts.
Mercy.
You looked around, finding only gray-scale badlands, a nothing landscape that boasted no defining features at all save a black cobblestone path stretching in the cardinal directions for as far as your dry eyes could see, though there was none here to walk the road. Panic gurgled. You could hear the bubbles in your throat because the quiet here was absolute, so absolute as to be terrifying. Nothing here lived. Even the air was dead, thick as smog.
This is my first request and I'm so nervous. Cheater/Dom/ Supreme Leader Kylo Ren he gets to do just whatever the fuck he wants and he gets what he wants. Sub/bratty reader two can play the same game. smut, smut, smut. Surprised me my beautiful queen. I love you bebe đđ
Word count:Â 6,100
Pairing:Â Kylo x Reader, side Kylo/Other Women and brief Other man/RC
Warnings:Â Tons of smut, possible infidelity, open relationship, multiple orgasms, inappropriate use of the Force, DP and TP with the Force, vaginal fingering, oral
Power created many forms of hunger in a person that trickled into their each and every actions as well as their relationships. Not that the Supreme Leader had many relationships in the strictest sense of the word. You were one of the few capable of honestly claiming that you did have one with him. It was not glamorous like some might believe. There was a severe lack of tenderness that may have dissuaded others from envying your position, but for you it was nothing less than what you had expected. His affection was shown in subtle ways that many times caught you by surprise. He did not lavish you with gifts. Instead the surprises were often food-related to ensure that you kept healthy and energized. This benefited him as well given how rigorous your activities in bed could be. If there was a label to help expand on the relationship that you had with him, it would be open.
The two of you were not mutually exclusive to one another; some of his darker tastes were satisfied only with strangers. To your knowledge he had not fucked the same person, other than you, more than three times. Did you have bouts of jealousy regardless of this? Yes. You knew what he was capable of, knew how it felt to have him inside of you. To toy with you. Picturing him with others was nothing you plagued yourself with, although there were admittedly some exceptions. It had been your idea once to play the role of voyeur. See what it was like from the outside looking in to observe how dominant and hungry he was during sex. You did not regret that. You had fucked yourself with your fingers while watching him, moaning along as he edged the woman but never let her cum. He used her like a toy, a mere body to be fucked.
It had not been an issue for you, knowing that Kylo Ren was touching others instead of you. That changed when you noticed him eyeing a specific officer for whom you had no warm feelings. She was attractive, charismatic in her own way. You could see the appeal that she might have, but you loathed her. It was the first time that you had attempted to put up boundaries and tell him no. Kylo had merely smirked at you, verbally reminding you that he could take whatever he wants. It felt like a punch to the face. Not one that you derived any pleasure from either.
The only mercy that he showed was not fucking her in his quarters or anywhere else that was intimate. You were plenty aware he did indeed fuck her though. The way she walked the next day. Almost bowlegged, wincing here and there but with a satisfied smile on her lips. He had not only fucked her, but he had let her cum. Conflicting emotions waged war inside of you. In a sense, he had cheated on you, hadnât he? You remained unsure. You had not bothered to fight back when he had countered your protests. You had not put your foot down on the matter.
His teasing that you were jealous enraged you. You turned your head to the side without replying. Kylo jerked his hips forward, bucking up into you, hitting your cervix with the head of his cock. Your stomach did a flip, your legs giving a light spasm as they pressed against his body. He slowed his movements. You felt his eyes boring into you. Kylo did not require the Force to know what you were feeling. This was a more intimate aspect of your relationship with him. That he knew you.
Or thought he did. He believed that you would not fuck anyone else, that he was the only one with an insatiable hunger.
You obediently opened your mouth when he pinched your cheeks so that he could spit into it then thrust his tongue inside. Withdrawing, he bit down on your bottom lip, tugging it and clenching his jaw until you cried out. âDonât look away from me.â He spoke the words calmly but the threat was there even without the biting. You were not opposed to talking back to him, to sassing, as some would call it. Rather than doing so immediately, though, you observed him. Kylo claimed your mouth for a second time. This kiss was little more tender than the previous. Yet you were able to melt into it. A moan erupted from you and you raked your nails along his chest, creating rivulets that threatened to release tiny droplets of blood if you added any more pressure. Above you, he growled, his eyes widening as he stared at you. You met his gaze throughout the kiss, which grew in intensity.
Kylo thrust into you at an unrelenting pace that rocked your entire body. Teeth clattered together. Fingers dug into the flesh of his back for a second time, leaving yet more rivulets. Blood bubbled up in two of these indentations. The kiss was broken, his mouth switching down to your shoulder, where he bit and suckled. His tongue laved over the area. Kylo alternated between biting you and sucking, bruising the flesh with a mark that would last for days. Your mouth hung open as you worked to breathe. His hips clashing almost violently with yours. His cock stretching you, filling you, stroking your inner walls with a friction that was eased only by your wetness.
The orgasm that had been building was lackluster in comparison to what it might have been had you been able to get out of your own head. You grunted through it, felt the way your walls contracted around him. Kylo kept thrusting, seeking his own release. âIâm going to let Officer Haysworth fuck me.â You spoke in a deadpan.
A resounding thud echoed in the room as the sound of flesh smacking into flesh abruptly ceased. Kyloâs burning gaze was trained on your face. His lips curled back into a snarl. âYou bitch.â It was a petty victory, robbing him of his release like that. At the same time, it was everything to you. To be able to hurt him as he had hurt you. You roamed your gaze along his features. His hand came down upon your throat. There would be a bruise there, one that you could hide under the collar of your uniform. Kylo resumed roughly fucking you. The pressure on your throat made your body tighten around him. Kylo smirked down at you. His hunger was visible, palpable. He swerved his hips so that his abdomen brushed along your clit with each thrust. Your legs locked more tightly around him at the stimulation that quickly grew into something you could hardly bear. He ensured that you came again. This one was slightly more satisfying than the former, although much of this was due to the thrill of having made him angry with you.
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Three days elapsed during which time you did not pursue the officer that you had named. Kylo Ren himself sought out no other bodies to entertain himself with. This was due more to work than any other reason. One reason you held off was that you did not want to have sex with another individual out of pure spite. It had to be something that felt worth it to you. And you could not deny the growing curiosity that you had started to feel; how it would be to have sex with someone who was not Kylo Ren. Would you be dissatisfied? Would it allow for a new thrill? Would Kylo Ren himself step up his game if you indulged? You nearly snorted at the final thought. Still, you refused to deny the allure and decided to experiment with another person.
Once eight days had passed since you had taunted Kylo Ren, you made arrangements to meet with Officer Haysworth for a single hookup.
You closed your eyes while feelling the body atop yours moving. Flesh meeting flesh. A soft sigh escaped from your lips, and you noticed how soft the pillow underneath your head was. The material was not standard. Silk. You turned your face so that your cheek met its coolness. The mattress below you squeaked, the springs protesting the movement from above. The officer was more interested in his own pleasure instead of yours. It was not the worst sex you had ever had, but you did not see the appeal. It took all you had to resist rolling your eyes at the thought of Kylo Ren knowingly smirking at you, at the taunting you would receive.
A gasp from above preceded his heavy breathing. You rotated your hips, altering your position to see if you could feel some stimulation from his movements. It worked, sparks of arousal tingling through you in warm waves. You pressed yourself even closer to his, wrapped your arms around his back and touched your forehead to his chest. Officer Haysworth adjusted his position as well. He placed a hand on your cheek and pressed his lips to the top of your head. It did not have the same energy as when Kylo would kiss you. It was not tenderness that you wanted either. It was an orgasm, plain and simple.
Frantic thrusting. His hands pulled you closer, as though he could not get enough of you. As though he wanted to meld your bodies together completely. You sighed, forcing a smile when his eyes settled on your face. Faked a moan. You figured at least one of the two of you deserved to cum. Realizing that this was not quite working, you dropped a hand down between the two of you, touching yourself. It was with frustration that you acknowledged memories of Kylo fucking you were what made you aroused. Officer Haysworth came on your stomach as you brought yourself to a rather weak and disappointing orgasm that you forced yourself to moan loudly for.
While the officer asked if you wanted to make similar arrangements for another time, you deflected and gave a noncommittal noise; you would give a full rejection later. You redressed then returned to your quarters to prepare for sleep before a new shift. A part of you hoped that Kylo would not learn that you had gone through with your plan. Not with how it had turned out. Kriff, you should have chosen someone else. Not that anyone specific sprang to mind. Officer Haysworth was attractive to you. Others? You wrinkled your nose and ran both of your hands down your face.
One full cycle elapsed. You saw the Supreme Leader in passing. He did not spare a second glance your way, however he did not look at any other female either. You narrowed your eyes in suspicion near the end of your shift. To your knowledge, there had been no major skirmish with the Resistance. You drummed your fingers on the nearest console, earning the attention of the two officers that were near you. You immediately ceased the action and pushed Kylo Renâs behavior out of your mind. It could not be something that would distract you from work, and you were not going to feel guilty for having slept with someone else when you were in an open relationship with the man. It having been mostly a bust was not some sign that you were being punished. Kylo not speaking to you was not that either. That was his normal temperament the majority of the time.
Three days. You surreptitiously checked out some of the other male officers that were too busy to notice your actions. None of them were wholly unattractive. Neither did they ignite a fire in you. Maybe you could observe some stormtroopers training and pick up one of them. A random hookup based on watching them in physical combat. It was one of the things that had first attracted you to Kylo Ren. The power he exuded while fighting, while killing. Although, you mused, their white armor did not offer as much of a sight as Kylo Renâs choice in clothing. The way he carried himself was different, too. Stormtroopers were subservient, whereas Kylo Ren was very much his own man.
A chime on your datapad startled you, making you jump. One of your coworkers snickered. You ignored them while opening up the message that had arrived. Supreme Leader Kylo Ren had summoned you to his quarters. You bit down on the insides of your cheeks to keep from grinning. Though you remained ignorant as to how he would react once he had you alone with him, you felt a surge of relief with the fact that he was speaking with you. Beyond that, you had been growing more distracted--too distracted--to successfully complete your job to the best of your ability. Being called away before you could grow worse, that was a gift. You logged out of the system that you had been engaged with then rose from your seat and began the trek to the Supreme Leaderâs personal quarters.
Upon arriving, one of the first things that you noticed was that he had not donned his mask this time. It had been intimidating before it had been destroyed and repaired, however the red streaks it now contained heightened the experience. With the absence of the helmet, you were allowed to see his face immediately. You dropped your gaze to the floor. Kylo Renâs dark eyes were narrowed when he looked your way.
âYou did not lie to me.â The relationship that you had with this man gave insight into his moods. The traces of anger were not directed at you but at himself; it had been his own oversight that had led him to wrongly believe you would not have sex with someone else. A brief glance at his jawline revealed yet more. It was in constant motion. Frustration, a hint of hurt. There were times that you forgot, underneath it all, Kylo was sensitive to anything that could be construed as a betrayal. He had good reason for that, although you yourself did not know his full history. You did not need to know it either.
With a sigh, you crossed your arms behind your back and looked towards the ceiling while tilting back your head. âFor what itâs worth, Iâm probably more disappointed than you are.â Your gaze flickered towards his face. Amusement warred with his current mood. âI should have chosen someone else.â
âWho?â It lacked malice. The genuine curiosity sent a thrill through you as you recalled Kylo Ren, after one of the times the two of you had fucked for hours, speaking of watching the Knights of Ren with women. Sometimes multiple Knights with the same woman at the same time. The memory had made his cock hard, had energized him enough that he had pushed you back against the mattress and fucked you from behind.
You shrugged coyly and batted your lashes at him. It was rare indeed that you were in any position to tease him. This was not an opportunity to squander. You wanted to get him riled up, plenty aware of what it would mean in the long run. Hunger flashed in his gaze as he continued to observe you. Kylo took the first step nearer to you. Your stomach fluttered in anticipation. A repetition of the question from his lips had you turning away, your back to him. He could break your willpower with his eyes alone, with the promise of his stare. The predatory way he eyed you. How you could feel him, those tendrils of the Force that he sent working along your body. They started at your hips, like hands, keeping you from stepping away from him. Kylo pressed up against you. His firm muscles eliciting a gasp.
You shuddered while allowing your head to fall back against Kyloâs shoulder as the warmth within your body began to build. One of the tendrils of Force power slipped into your shirt, sliding along your flesh until it wrapped around your breasts, squeezing them. Your mouth opened, moans issuing from you as the tendril split into two and began to toy with your nipples. Kylo Ren used the Force to bounce your breasts up and down, massaging them, moving fast then slow. Alternating each time he managed to steal a gasp. He dropped his hands down without removing the tendrils. Seizing your inner thighs, he forced your legs apart.
Whimpering, you tried to ignore his verbal teasing. âHe couldnât make you cum.â That snicker was cruel, albeit not as degrading as you had feared. The words he spoke were not to shame you so much as bolster his already inflated ego. The Force tendril on your right breast swirled, dragging back and forth on your nipple in rapid succession while its twin was treated more gently. Your skin felt electrified. More sensitive than it had ever been before. âWhy go to him?â
âShut up,â you growled, trembling. âItâs an open relationship. I can--â
âMm. You have been jealous.â He deflected his own feelings, however you knew him well enough to hear the confirmation that you had been searching for. Kylo Ren was not seeking to make you feel less as much as he was working to patch the damage to his confidence. It was baffling to you. Almost endearing in another light. His nose skimmed along the helix of your ear. âI will leave her alone. Have her transferred.â A pause. âHave her killed.â Fuck. A pang struck your heart as you realized there was a thrill in the idea. Kylo chuckled darkly. His tongue laved over where his nose had just touched. Your breasts were pressed towards one another again. âThey are just bodies.â He thrust his hips forward while speaking, crushing his pelvis into yours, grinding his hardening cock into your ass.
The implied compliment that you meant more to him elicited another shiver, another moan. Kylo rocked the heel of his hand against your clothed pussy. You arched into his touch, undulating your hips and grinding into his hand and cock in alteration. You had hardly noticed that he had been busy working open the front of your pants so that they slid down your body until the material was doing just that. Kylo began to rub you through your panties. You swore you could feel him smirking against your ear, which was warmed by his hot breath.
Panting, you encouraged him to continue by letting slip more moans as he rubbed your wet panties, toying with your slit through them. He dragged some of that wetness towards your clitoris. With a chuckle, he shoved aside this barrier of clothing and stroked the seam of his glove along where he had been touching mere moments before. You collapsed backwards into him. It was hard to not feel like gelatin when those tendrils of the Force flicked your nipples, when they squeezed your breasts lightly. All the while Kylo was pulling more of that wetness between your legs towards your clit.
The heel of his hand pressing against your pubis, he sent another tendril of the Force to dance along your jaw and slip into your mouth. It slid along your tongue, teasing your organ until you pressed at it with your own. It then danced along your tongue and you closed your mouth, sucking around the invisible presence. âI can fill you--you donât need anyone else.â You jerked your head to the side, and Kylo allowed you to break contact with that specific tendril. He sighed, likely aware of your sudden agitation and its cause. The double-standards that he had were an issue. âWhat if I let you pick and fuck them in front of you? You liked that.â It was telling, that he was bargaining at all. Mister I-Can-Take-Whatever-I-Want was trying to placate you. You worried at your bottom lip as you thought of his proposition. His finger skimmed back and forth on your clit, nudging the nub towards one side then the other, up and down. Rolling it. âHmm?â
âMaybe.â The words were sighed out. The warm pressure, like a dam, was building inside of you. It had been for a while. Every touch, each time he teased you, it all compounded. Kylo slid a second finger along with the first. âOhâŠâ All at once the dam burst. A few tears leaked down your cheeks and your vision doubled, blurred. You trembled, whimpering and moaning as your vaginal walls clenched and unclenched.
Kylo lowered you to the ground, shoving you onto your back and moving between your legs. He yanked your panties aside the remainder of the way and pressed his mouth to your pussy. You gasped, feeling his tongue lapping at you. His teeth nipped at the tender flesh nearby. It sent jolts of more pleasure rushing through your oversensitive body, as did the sound of him greedily sucking and slurping up your cum. You seized the back of his head with trembling hands and arched. Felt his tongue at your entrance, prodding but never quite entering. He licked a trail up to your clit then back down. Repeated this. It was all the encouragement you required to rock into his mouth. You hooked both legs over his shoulders.
You could feel his grin against you as he worked. Knew that there were selfish motivations for this, that he was not being nice, per se. Right then, you hardly cared. He teased your clit with the tip of his tongue, rolling the nub around and around, up and down, side to side. Then his nose was there instead as he licked your outer lips, inner, your entrance. Kylo grabbed hold of your hips, his thumbs digging into you, massaging and teasing as he licked until your second orgasm crashed over you. You screamed his name and ground against his face. More Force tendrils wrapped around your legs, running up and down along them.
Crawling up the length of your body, Kylo moved so that he was atop you. His mouth descended, tongue thrusting against yours so that you were able to taste yourself. You groaned, watching him as he moved down to your neck. âYouâre such a greedy thing, but no one else can do this for you, can they?â You swallowed hard, closed your eyes, and debated whether or not you wanted to argue. âCan they?â he repeated, his teeth nipping at your flesh.
âW-well,â you started, deciding by his tone that you were not going to allow him to again argue that what he had done was right. You were not going to grant him any leeway that permitted him a chance to argue that his double-standards were anything that you would agree to. âMaybe I didnât pick the right guy.â A hum preceded the moment he set a hand at your throat and squeezed. You locked gazes with him. Smirked, the expression widening as his pupils dilated then constricted. No matter what he might say, Kylo Ren loved the fight. âI might have you watch someone else fuck me.â
â...fuckâŠâ His upper lip curled, and you witnessed the conflict run through him. He had to be remembering the Knights of Ren with their conquests. The grip on your throat tightened as Kylo shifted his face further down your body, kissing your chest. His hand left; he groped and kneaded the places his mouth touched while making his way across your stomach until finally his lips hovered over your pussy. âWeâll see.â It was uncertain if he was stating an interest in this scenario or countering with a weâll see if youâll want that after Iâm done with you. Neither option had you shying away from his attention.
His next kiss was deceptively gentle and afterwards he drew back until you once more met his gaze. Ensnared by him, you felt your breath hitch as he slipped his tongue between your folds. "Ah!" The muscles in your stomach were already tightening in anticipation. This was not the first time he had tested the amount of times he could make you cum before you all but passed out. Still, it had been a while since the last time. Kylo used the Force to bind your ankles and spread your legs further apart. He swirled his tongue along you, running its underside against your clit. There was a pause in his attention, which caused you to whimper and knit your brow. He worked open the front of his bottoms and drew out his cock, which twitched in his grasp as it grew hard.
Once more did he climb up your body. It sent your heart racing more than it already had been. The Force increased in strength. Kylo settled himself atop you so that his cock nestled between your outer lips. He brushed along your clit, making you grow more wet. âSuch a greedy thing. Wanting to cum so desperately that you touched yourself when he disappointed you.â He knew you so well. Another cruel chuckle, this one sending chills down your spine as you felt his cock pulsate against you. Kylo rocked back and forth, teasing you without making any move to thrust inside of you. He was so patient when he wanted to be; vindictive at times. You wondered just how long he would drag this out. If you begged, he might prolong the delivery of your next orgasm. On the other hand, if you did not beg that could yield the same unwanted result.
Binding your wrists together above your head with his power, Kylo Ren thrust his hips forward so that he slipped up and down against you, fucking your outer lips. He rocked quickly, his hands on your waist as he pressed you more tightly against himself to increase the friction. You panted under him, your sensitive body screaming as you felt yourself burning with desire and overstimulation.
âSo desperate to be filled,â he growled. The tendrils on your chest resumed their movement in earnest. His hands were on your ass, spreading them, massaging them. You squirmed as best you could in your bound state as a pressure prodded experimentally at you. You tensed as it began to push inside. Kyloâs mouth slammed atop yours to swallow your next groan. The new tendril fucked in and out of you in time with undulation of his hips. The tendrils pinched your nipples, tugging them more harshly than they had before. You felt as though your entire body was filled with electricity, sparks flashing behind your eyelids as they fluttered closed.
âOh...fuck...yes!â The vein on the underside of his shaft caressed your clit as he used the Force to fuck you. Kylo pulled away without ceasing his abuse of the Force; he grabbed the back of your head and urged your mouth onto his cock. The first snap of his hip was rough. The head hit the back of your throat, and you fought to suppress a gag. Kyloâs fingers tensed on your head. Yet another new Force tendril slipped inside of you. I should have known, you thought while outwardly moaning. He filled you completely.
Kylo's thumbs massaged into your scalp as he fucked your face at a relentless pace. Tears leaked down your face. The discomfort you felt in your jaw was nearly drowned by the pleasure surging through you. The Force stroked along your walls, swirling on your clit. It pushed your breasts towards one another then pulled them towards the side. You screamed weakly as he tugged your third release from you. The vibrations that occurred as a result had Kylo swearing, his cock twitching and hot spurts of cum coating your tongue. You swallowed repeatedly, working to breathe through your nose as best you could.
Kylo Ren relinquished his hold on you only after you swallowed all of his cum and his cock was softened. You whined low in your throat. Fluttered your eyelashes at him. He smirked conspiratorially at you. Neither of you were finished with the other. As he stepped backwards, you grabbed at your shirt with trembling hands. It was a struggle to remove the clothes that had managed to cling to you throughout the first three orgasms; normally Kylo had you naked before he took off his pants, be it all the way or only partially. It was a rare thing for him to undress completely unless he was going to train or shower. There were other rare occasions, the majority of them involving the fact that it made whatever activities he had planned easier to execute.
This was why your eyebrows rose in delight and nervousness as Kylo began to mimic you in undressing. You ran your tongue along your lips. Pressed your thighs together. âDo you want me to kill her, little slut?â he asked. Your lips parted and you searched his face while trying to determine how serious he was being. âI could fuck you in her blood. Maybe have you cum as she screams in pain.â You knew what he was picturing. Not using the Force to kill her, no. He would have you on his cock while he impaled her with the lightsaber. You averted your gaze, earning another dark chuckle. âPerhaps I will.â His clothing landed on the floor in uneven piles.
Naked, he started to close the distance. You scooted backwards a fraction until you were forced to stop. His power locked you in place. âKylo,â you whimpered. He grunted in response without pausing in his steps. Kylo placed one foot firmly on your chest and shoved you onto your back. At the same time, he bent two fingers, jerking your head so that you were once more meeting his gaze. âI was thinking of fucking a stormtrooper.â The words left you before you had any time to think on them. Why did I say that?
The amusement he felt showed itself in full. You saw his shoulders shake, his mouth working, eyes pinching. âA stormtrooper.â So condescending. You felt yourself start to pout. Frustration boiled within you. From Supreme Leader down to a lowly stormtrooper.
"Yes," you said, suddenly emboldened as a thought struck you. "If I'm his first, I'd get to train him. Tell him where to touch me. How to fuck me. Feel him squirm as I take his cock into my mouth."
He gripped your jaw roughly with a single hand. "Greedy whore." He spit on your mouth and you licked along your lips, not backing down. The growl that emerged from his throat sent heat through your body, a throb of desire to your cunt. He rolled you onto your hands and knees then pressed down on your back, your ass in the air against him. You knew he was not quite ready to fuck you again, however that was not going to stop Kylo from teasing you. âAlready wet again.â You chewed on your lips then pouted. The Force bound your wrists together, stretching your arms past your head. The position he had you in was not the most comfortable, however you had been in stranger ones. Anything more intense or that you did not agree with, that was what he used other women for. The thought struck you: used. A sigh of contentment issued from you as you rocked backwards into him, smearing your juices along his cock.
âDonât ever let them cum,â you murmured. A hand landed on your rear, the spanking jolting you. You moaned at the pain that mingled with your pleasure. âHave them beg you.â Another slap, this one echoing in the room. âAh!â He hated it when others tried to take command. âFuck, I canât believe you fucked her.â You rested your forehead on your arm. The next spanking was lighter, the hand lingering on your flesh. âI hate her.â
âVery well.â Your breath hitched. There would be no changing his mind, and conflict rolled through you as you considered the fact that you had just signed the womanâs death warrant. Kylo slid his hand along the curve of your ass until he was able to slip two fingers into you. They bent and unbent, thrusting in and out. You clenched around them. Shoved aside any thoughts of the other woman; she meant nothing. A tingling ran throughout your body. Joy, the knowledge that you meant something. More of your insecurities rolled away, as they often did when Kylo reminded you through his actions that you were, ultimately, who he wanted.
The pad of his thumb skimmed over your clit.Your abdominal muscles tightened, your stomach cramping a little, albeit not in a way that dissuaded you from moaning and wanting his touch to linger. Kylo pressed his body against yours. His stomach was on your back, the muscles hard, defined. Teeth skimmed along the back of your neck. The noise that left you was a cross between a growl and a whine. Kylo spread your outer lips with three fingers then twisted his wrist, teasing each area with subtle touches. The heat in your body lit up in sparks that traveled down to your toes, which you bent. Your body arched away from his touch then you forced yourself to push back into it. He was keeping you on the edge, and you had anticipated this given your long history with him.
âKylo,â you whined, your resolve breaking a little. âPlease.â
His responding grunt preceded the moment his hand abandoned your pussy. You swore under your breath, repeating the curse as you felt his body starting to respond to yours again. âIâm going to fuck you raw.â Was that a threat or a promise? He pushed the head of his cock into you, spearing you open. Your mouth opened in a silent o and your eyelids fluttered. He knew what angles were best, had memorized your body long ago. âWhen I fuck the others...if they cumâŠâ A dark chuckle. You shuddered. âShould I?â Should he kill them for cumming?
âFuck!â He bit into your shoulder, enough to leave a mark without drawing blood. Heat seeped into the area. Kylo pushed inside of you inch by inch until he was fully seated. Your body tightened around his. Shudders ran through you with every dirty and violent promise and implication made. He kept his voice low, husky, as though the violence and pleasure was interchangeable. Perhaps it was. âI donât knowâŠâ
âI do.â He licked along the bite mark, venturing up the side of your neck to your jawline. âYouâre a demanding, greedy little slut.â You clenched around his cock again. Kylo began to pull away only to push back in. The head struck your cervix. With the next thrust, he angled himself differently. One hand was on your abdomen so that he could feel himself through you. The tip of his middle finger rolled your clit, nudged it side to side. âYouâre perfect like this. On my cock. Where youâre meant to be.â
You rolled your hips back into his, meeting his next thrust. There was no anger in his words. The tints of jealousy empowered you. He wanted you to himself, which was endearing in its own way. You released a thoughtful hum. This earned another growl. How powerful you felt in that moment. You could drive the Supreme Leader of the First Order wild. His cock throbbed inside of your cunt. You felt it strike along your walls, stroking the part of you that sent electricity throughout every one of your limbs. He bucked his hips more harshly the next time, the heel of his hand pushing on your pubis and his fingers toying with you. He manipulated you from outside and within. His lips sealing along your jaw. Moving until you turned your head and let him claim your mouth. One hand journeyed up to your breasts, groping. This grasp was more firm than when he had used the Force.
The tendrils returned to travel on your body and touch wherever his hands werenât. Tears flooded your eyes as your mind screamed in delight at the attention. He filled your body with the Force, fucking you completely as he began to thrust into you with vigor. âCum on my cock,â he hissed your ear. You nearly blacked out as you came, the world around you becoming a distant echo. All that you were conscious of were the sensations in your body and the way Kylo was moving in you to seek his own release. His cum filled you as you were coming down from your high.
âFuck,â you whispered. âThat was good.â
âWeâre not done yet.â You wanted to groan, but whether it was in delight or despair, you did not know. Kylo kissed your shoulder. âPoor thing. He couldnât satisfy you.â Another bite, this one a little higher than the last. âIâm going to fuck you until my name is the only thing you know to say.â This groan was most definitely in delight.
Iâm just going to conveniently not say anything about the whole âitâs been two years since my last update thingâ and instead give a huge thanks to all the people who have continued to express amazing love and support for this fic despite it being unfinished for so long. Youâre all the best and have singlehandedly motivated me out of hiatus. I will finish this fucking thing even if it takes me another two years lol. Anyway I see all your messages and comments and I really appreciate it. I hope you enjoy! <33
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Part 8
Part 10 to come
Warnings: the usual amounts of angst, but also some comfort! weâre growing <3 I promise the smut is coming in the next part
Summary: In which weaknesses are discovered and a friend is made.
Ship: Kylo Ren x Negotiator!Reader
Word Count: 7.8k
It was damp on the floor of the bathroom. The condensed steam from your shower the night before had collected on the smooth tiles and fused the skin of your thighs to the grout. You had hoped that by staying there, bare and wet and curled against the vanity, that you might become one with the walls. Might decay in the space of a night and melt into the molding.Â
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Summary:Â You jolted awake, shivering and covered in sweat. Holding your breath, you strained to hear even the whisper of a leaf turning towards the sky, but there was no one to offer you comfort. The bed beside you was unoccupied, which meant Kylo was out ending another planet. The thought of so many lives ending the way of your dream added to your discomfort. The weight of the room, the keep, and Hosnia itself crushed down onto you, constricting your chest horribly.Â
âMy kingdom for a fucking puppy,â you muttered to yourself, slipping from warm sheets to the cold floor and wishing for anyone, anything to talk to.
It was times like these you usually did something stupid; but rather than face another punishment for simply trying to escape your own thoughts, you pulled on a large sweater and padded down the hall towards the throne room. The chilly slab floor anchored you to the here and now, keeping the anxiety from your dream at bay.
Because dreams were never just dreams for you.
Authorâs Note: Well hello. Been a while. If youâre still here, I appreciate you.
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The world was red.
There was neither light nor shadow. Neither shape nor form. Only the living, pulsating, consuming blood of existence. You felt it in the pounding of your own thundering pulse, felt it burn down your gullet and into your belly. It was you, and you were it.
The red that is death.
The red that comes at the end of pain. The culmination of torture. The resolution of a life.
The red for which warriors long and bards craft songs.
The red that is eternal.
Panic gurgled up and out of your throat. Your fingers gnarled with the determination to fight. You thrashed and scratched and clawed. Desperate, you howled to the hidden moon, begging her to break through this haze and help you. Because for all the peace it offered, for all the times youâd wished it before, you did not want to die todayâŠ
Summary: You can't take another moment working in the same medbay as your ex-boyfriend. Especially after the things he said to you. So you cut out of your shift early and head to the escape pods. Almost free.
Almost free--until you slam face-first into a solid wall of smoke and iron.
Words: 5700
Warnings: verbal humiliation, just kassanovalla shit
Characters: Kylo Ren x Reader
A/N: *taps mic again* Is this thing still on?
Written as a gift for one of my loveliest friends and my favorite fellow Scorpio, @nurseofren.
I love you, honey. I hope you enjoyed this.
Thank you very very much to @bastillia, my angel and love, for reading this over.
I WROTE SOMETHING FOR THE FIRST TIME IN A YEAR HOLY SHIT... hope the rest of you enjoyed, too, if you made it here! I've received all of your very very kind comments over the past few months. It's been hard to have the energy to respond, but please know I've appreciated all of the support & engagement. Old asks may be responded to at some point, but I may just let them go because they give me angst and anxiety. I'm sorry.
Love y'all very much.
Seven minutes. Seven minutes until someone would notice you were gone.
Honestly, you didnât know why youâd even bothered to scan out of the medbay, since it wasnât like youâd be petitioning the First Order for your final paycheck. Habit, you supposed. Or maybe to send a message. Something like, donât come looking for me. Then again, youâd only given yourself those seven minutes until the grace period timed-out and the system would clock your unsanctioned scan. Maybe the message was look for me, please.
Your feet moved through the shining black halls, guiding you like a rolling track. Every officer you passed received a bowed head and a tight smile, heat tickling your neck and cheeks. This didnât look suspicious. You were just walking. Plenty of people walked all kinds of places on the Steadfast . Plenty of people walked all the way across the ship to reach the clutch of escape pods furthest from their assigned station. All the time.
âExcuse me, doctor?â
You stopped, heels squeaking. Dammit. You werenât a doctor, but you were the director of the medbay during the night cycle, so the confusion was common. Smile stitched to your lips, you turned, forcing words through your teeth.
âIâm sorry,â you said, âis there an emergency? Iâm in the middle of something.â
The soldier addressing you had removed her helmet, and was waddling toward you, head craned back to expose something on her neck. It was dark, like a bite or a bruise. Unwittingly, a memory flashed through your mind of the last time youâd had something like that on your throat. Youâd been trying very hard to ignore the barren blankness of your skin. The reminders of your insufficiency.
Had it really been less than 72 hours since heâd dumped you? The lack of sleep and strain in your chest had made every second of it stretch out for days. You couldnât stop thinking of how heâd saidâ
âDoctor?â
Blinking, you snapped to attention. Youâd been staring dumbly into this womanâs bruise.
âIs it dangerous?â she asked. âDo I need to go to the medbay?â
You didnât want to answer. Youâd been routinely failing at your job over the past few cycles. And why this Stormtrooper was showing off her hickey to you like a proud teenager was a mystery to you, anyway. Until you looked closer. Sheâd had some sort of first aid hypo or med needle straight to her carotid. The injection site was blazed with busted capillaries. Gnarly, but not deadly.
âNo.â You cleared your throat. âYouâre fine. Just let it heal.â A quick glance of her dirtied armor informed you she was just getting in from a mission. âAre there a lot of you? Returning?â
The âtrooper offered you a lopsided smile. âWeird way to ask if the mission was successful. But yes, this time it was.â She shrugged. âHelps if you have a berserker with a laser sword, of course.â
Your heart sank into your stomach. The Supreme Leader had returned? You had to get going, fast. âRight. Well, congrats and all of that. Donât worry too much about the hypo-hole.â That was not what you, or anyone called it. âI mean. Go relax. Good job.â
For some reason, you gave her a short salute and spun, tripping over your toes to zip out of her sight. Your heart danced in your ribs, sweat pilling along your hairline. The absolute last thing you needed was the possibility of running into the CEO of People Who Will Kill You for Abandoning Your Post, Inc. The escape pods were less than half a klick away.
It wasnât stupid to rush. With a platoon returning, your absence would be even more noticeable. Good thing you didnât have your datapadâyou might have tried to check it for the fiftieth time since waking up. Once you were in space, it wouldnât matter if the whole bay noticed. The only person you wanted to care had demonstrated uniformly that he did not.
You needed to get off this ship and head somewhere familiar. You needed to go back home. At least there you wouldnât have to answer questions about procedures youâd forgotten to document, or discharge plans youâd forgotten to approve. Blissfully, the pod module revealed itself as you approached.
Almost free.
Almost freeâuntil you slammed face-first into a solid wall of smoke and iron.
At least, thatâs what it smelled like.
âOw!â Your face pinched in pain and you clapped your hands over your nose, rubbing the soreness away. âStars, Iâm so sorry,â you began, keeping your eyes closed out of embarrassment, âI wasnât paying attention, Iâm kind of in a hurryââ
âTo the escape pods?â
You froze. Something in this strangerâs tone had caused every milliliter of fluid in your body to crystallize. An ancient instinct informed you that under no circumstances should you open your eyes. Unfortunately, you were also in the possession of a prefrontal cortex and knew you couldnât just stand there with your eyes closed for the next eternity. Holding your breath, you peeked through your fingers.
This time, every milliliter of fluid evaporated. The tall, broad form of the Supreme Leader was less than an armâs length from you, his mere presence casting a shadow over your courage and draping you in darkness. Throat stuck, you met his gazeâone that speared you with its severityâand you wanted to crumple, curl up on the floor and die.
âI wonât ask again.â
Multiple options scrolled like a marquee in your mind. There was no lie you could think to tell that would be remotely believable. Nor would you be able to turn and run to another clutch without him catching you. There was a third choice of finding an airlock to suck you into space. The possibility of simply returning to your post never once occurred to you.
Heat bit the backs of your eyes. Canât escape a starship, canât do your job, canât keep a boyfriend, canât even fuckingâŠ
Possessed by a desperation only known to cornered, bleeding animals, you charged the pod blast door. A vise grip snatched your arm and whipped you around, slamming your back into the durasteel. You hissed and bit your tongue, head ringing from meeting metal. Karma had never been so prompt. Or painful.
Holding back a groan, you blinked your vision to clarity. A massive chest consumed your line of sight. A leather hand hovered toward a lightsaber.
âSorry.â No point in lying. âSorry. I was. Uh, yes. I was trying to get to the escape pods.â
âAbandoning your post.â Supreme Leader Kylo Renâs voice was the hypnotizing depth of a black hole. It stirred fear alive. âUnless the escape pods have something the medbay needs.â
You swallowed. He knew who you were. That was great.
âNo,â you admitted, âthey donât.â
âThen enlighten me to their purpose.â
Enlighten the Supreme Leader. Funny guy. The problem was, you couldnât even enlighten yourself as to what the escape pods held. Just a short trip back to your home planet, where you now knew no one and had no job or place to live. Somehow, that seemed better than a guaranteed place to sleep on the same ship as your now ex-boyfriend. The thought stung.
âI donât know.â That wasnât quite right. âI donât want to think about it.â
You sighed, catching a glimpse of Kylo Renâs face. You hadnât known what heâd looked like before this momentâyouâd always avoided looking at him for too long. But with his wavy, sable hair and pillowy lips, he was handsome. Beautiful, even. Your cheeks burned.
âI can make it easier and find out myself.â A leather-bound hand flexed in and out of a fist.
âDonât do that.â Whatever that meant, you didnât want it. You flattened yourself along the blast door, trying to escape him. âI justâI justââ
Ren activated the door, and you crumbled to the floor, tailbone smacking the tile.
âFuck!â You winced, scrambling backward while Ren towered over you, his form swallowing the entry. âIt doesnât matter,â you said, standing. âI just need to leave.â
âThatâs nice,â Ren replied, with the sweetness of a scorpion. âReturn to your post.â
You shook your head and crossed your arms, petulance incarnate. You werenât going to move. You were leaving.
âNo.â
Kylo Ren strode forward and you skittered back again, throwing up your hands in defense. Your back hit one of the escape pod doors. He was going to make you. He was going to make you remember what a failure you were.
You gulped. Your throat was thick. âIâmâIâm not good at my job.â
âYou have an obligation.â
âThereâs plenty of med staff.â Your muscles tensed. One of them was your ex. âThe First Order doesnât need me anyway!â
âIrrelevant.â
Ren stepped, seized your armâhis touch splintered your resolve and you cracked, shaking your head and spilling tears.
âI canât, I canât!â You tried to wrench away, sputtering nonsense unfiltered. âI canât go back, I canât, please, please!â
His grip didnât loosen, anchoring you to the groundâand to reality. Youâd started wailing in front of the fucking Supreme Leader.
Hot shame engulfed you, and you covered your face with your hand as if you could hide behind it. Tears welled. You sniffled, trying to draw them back in. The silence was denser than air, and you shook your head, meeting Renâs eyes. They were dark, flecked with irritation. His grasp tightened, like he was ready to drag you along.
You couldnât go back. Couldnât bear to drag yourself through another day while that manâs words rang in your head. Words youâd tried to drown in the pits of your brain now floated to your tongue.
âIâŠâ You sighed. âIâm broken.â
Kylo Renâs head tilted. You couldnât tell if it was in annoyance or curiosity.
âBroken.â
Sniffling again, you nodded. âYep.â
He scanned you. Something was churning within his mind. The intensity of his focus made your insides tangle, made the arm he was grabbing spark with excitement. Your face warmed, you shifted on your feet.
âDefine it.â
Your heart skipped. Was he quizzing you? âJust. Not working.â You avoided his gaze. âI keep messing up at my assignment. Donât get along with people.â Now you avoided what bothered you most. âBroken.â
Even without looking at him, you could sense Renâs unwavering attention. âLying to me is inadvisable.â
You balked, glaring at him. âIâm not lying.â
âYouâre omitting.â
âWell, itâs none of your business,â you replied, ignoring the thrilled leap your heart made that heâd read you so well.
Kylo Ren stepped closer, nibbling the distance between you. A breath caught in your throat and you coughed it away, glancing to the side.
âYouâd abandon your post for that.â He stole another inch, and you now could count the Supreme Leader as the most recent man whoâd broken your personal space. âIâm not asking to know your life, officer. Iâm ordering you to tell me why I should spare it.â
Ice braced your veins. You swallowed and forced yourself to stare into the face of your judge and would-be executioner.
Time was relative. But as you linked eyes with Kylo Ren, it slowed. Stopped.
He was closeâcloser than youâd initially gaugedâand that closeness ignited dormant desperation. It had been mere cycles since youâd last felt your exâs touch, but that had been time enough for hunger to snarl and snap for relief. Renâs hand was still wrapped around your arm, his chest rising with trained breath. A tendril of desire anxiously wormed alive in your belly. His attention flicked over you. Like heâd felt it.
You exhaled. Were you crazy?
He was waiting for an answer.
âItâsâŠâ
Shifting again, you tried to meld with the escape pod door. Ren released your arm, but allowed you no relief, instead planting a palm next to your head, barring you with his body. Panic and delight burst simultaneously into your bloodstream and your face flushed with warmth. You glimpsed him, swore you spied a blink of deviance in his widening pupils.
No, you werenât crazyâyou were certifiably insane.
You shook your head. âEverything. Everything is broken.â
Especially the very thing burgeoning to life as you spoke. That very ridiculous, delusional thing glowed like embers starved for air, and each new second near Kylo Ren fed the flames. As if the Supreme Leader would ever want you. As if you could ever be enough for anyone.
âHm.â Renâs scrutiny skinned you raw. It was like he knew what was waiting on the edge of your tongue, like he could smell the smoke twirling off the fire below your waist. âDefine everything.â
You took a trembling breath, and you heard itâa quick huff of amusement escaping his nose.
There was no way. No way this bastard was getting off on your squirming. The suggestion of it inspired sweat on your palms, the back of your neck.
âLike I said,â you began, âwork. Friendsââ
âDo all of your reports consist of repeating the same information?â
âOkay!â You groaned. âMy relationship. My. Yâknow.â Something felt life-alteringly stupid about saying the word boyfriend in front of the Supreme Leader of the First Order. âHe broke up with me.â It was difficult not to examine the little marks and freckles on Kylo Renâs face. It was difficult not to squeeze your thighs together. âHe said I was.â
âHm.â Ren eased closer. His fingers grazed the side of your head. âThatâs all.â
Another rush of adrenaline at the connectionâyou decided to test your theory, head tilting millimeters toward his touch. âYes.â
Ren tensed, a low growl rumbled in his throat. He wedged a boot between your feet, his hips brushing yours. âYouâre omitting again.â
You futilely grabbed at the pod door for stability, unable to wrest yourself from Renâs gaze. Youâd been right. He was getting off on your embarrassment. His agitation was provoking your own, stoking the fire in your belly until it roared. That part of you dared to want him, to crave more of him, to know what it felt like to have his bodyâs weight on yours. But you couldnât do that.
More tears arrived unbidden. Ren was staring, as if he already knew what you were about to say.
âHe said I was broken becauseâŠâ You closed your eyes, took a breath. Let it out. âBecause I could never. When we were together. I could neverâŠâ It was too hard to admit. âHe said it was because I was broken.â
Wetness spilled over your cheeks, and you cracked a smile. As if what your ex had said had been stupid instead of devastating. Youâd always considered that maybe something was wrong with you. After all, the fact that he couldnât make you orgasm bothered you, too. But hearing it from his mouth had damned you to inferiority. Shuddering, you opened your eyes again, finding Kylo Ren as a satisfied, triumphant predator.
You exhaled, his willing prey. Bastard.
âInteresting.â His hand moved from the wall, inched toward your neck, the tips of his fingers skimming over your racing pulse. âBroken.â
Any blood that had been left in your head was now plummeting to your core.
âYes,â you murmured.
Renâs breath brushed your nose, and you shivered. Never once would you have thought that youâd be on the precipice of fucking the Supreme Leader. Yet here he was, growing ravenous for your humiliation, for you. And brokenness aside, it was becoming more difficult to deny the physical need steaming from your pores. If there was one thing you craved, it was to forget these past few cycles.
A deep, longing throb resonated from your core. You squirmed again, attempting to relieve some of the building ache. Not just thereâyour skin ached to feel his, your lips ached to be bruised.
âThatâs it, then.â His eyes were trained on your mouth.
More than anything, you ached to rake the beast alive in him and let it devour you and all of your hurt.
âYes. Because IâŠâ You took a deep breath, preparing to be ripped apart. âBecause I couldnât cum.â
Ren huffed and snatched your throat, throwing his hips into you. âReally.â He leaned closer, his other hand clutching your side.
You whimpered, overjoyed.
âThisâŠâ His hand slid down your thigh, his thumb stroked your pulse. âDoesnât seem broken at all.â
It would be lying to say you thought this was a good decision. But you couldnât bring yourself to feel ashamed. After sleepless cycles strangled by that shame, Ren had perceived it without hesitation and demanded you strip yourself of pretense in his presence. For the first time in days, you didnât want to run.
You fumbled for the pod door release and smacked it. As you tipped backward, threw yourself into Renâs embrace and pressed your lips to his.
Kylo Ren growled, one hand shooting into your hair, the other supporting the small of your back, tugging you close. His hungry mouth captured yours, he gripped at your scalpâs base, teeth nipping your lower lip as he eased you into the tiny open escape pod. Humming in delight, you slid your hands toward his head, silk strands tickling the tips of your fingersâuntil they flew back, the rest of you following, your body flung like a sack against the dashboard.
You groaned, dozens of buttons flashing as your arms splayed across them. Right, that whole Force user thing.
Before you could adjust, Ren pounced, suffocating you with his mass, pinning you like paper. These single-user pods were cramped, barely comfortable for one body, let alone two. His lips attacked your jawline, moved down to your neck, and another groan escaped you, this time in bliss. It was impossible to fight the urge to grin. What would your ex say seeing you now, writhing under the most powerful man in the galaxy?
Even if you were broken, at least heâd be jealous.
Still smiling, you cursed under your breath, bucked your hips into Ren, allowing desperation to guide you. A low, menacing noise reverberated in his throat and he seized your neck again, bringing his mouth to your ear.
âQuite willing to tempt me.â He took the lobe between his teeth, earning a squeak. âThought you were broken.â
You gasped. It felt good, dangerously good to be desired. âMaybe I want you to break me.â
Kylo Ren huffed. âLittle doll, I wonât break you,â he purred, tracing his mouth along the shell of your ear. âIâll shatter you. Iâll destroy you.â He found your hair again, curling it into his fist. âYou wonât be broken.â He yanked, exposing your throat. âYouâll be mine.â
Adrenaline surged you, rushing your lungs with rapid breath, sparks of lust snapping over your skin. You gazed into the ceiling of the escape pod, futilely gripping the slippery dash buttons. Every new beat of your heart brought a desperate pulse to your cunt.
âFuck,â was all you could think to say. âFuck, please.â
Ren snickered. Then he sank his teeth into your neck.
You shrieked, squirming, wrists still tacked to the dashboard by the Force. The pain rode
through you, swirling with pleasure, the cocktail fretting you to frenzy. All you could do was pant as Kylo Ren latched onto your pulse, sucking rough harsh marks to the surface, his hips dragging against you. Your eyelids fluttered shut, and he moved lower, releasing your head to work on removing your uniform.
Before your belt even hit the floor, he was tearing open your tunic, exposing your breasts. Goosebumps rippled over your flesh, and he was quick to cover them with his mouth, taking the fresh tissue between his teeth and searing it. Large hands covered your tits, kneaded them, and he laved your nipple through your bra, scraping his teeth over the peak. You squealed, giggled in pleasure, and his grip possessed your hips. Ren wasnât just hungryâhe was starved, more voracious by the second, spurred by your performance.
He leaned back, slotted the hem of his fingers under your pants and pulled, unconcerned for the popping seams as he forced them down the curve of your thighs. Your mind spun, nose and lips tingling. Paralyzed, you watched the Supreme Leader tear off your boots and rip your pants free, tossing them all to the side. Now you sat, underwear exposed, body trembling with equal parts terror and anticipation.
âMm.â
Ren examined you like a meal, gaze traveling from your decorated collar to your breasts, still concealed in a bra, and past the soft roll of your belly to rest between your quivering thighs. His stare lingered there for a moment, like he was predicting what heâd find, then roamed back and focused on your face. His hand fell to the massive bulge in his pants, teasing it as he watched you.
"You want me to play with you.â
Something thumped so fiercely that you felt it to your toes. Whether it was your heart or your cunt, you couldnât tell.
Leather hands grabbed your ankles and peeled your legs wide. Ren inserted himself between them, smoothing his palms up your calves, over your knees and to your inner thighs. You shuddered, twitching from his touch, and the corner of his lip quirked. Like he was amused.
His thumbs slid close to your heat, dipping into the crease and teasing close to the edge of your underwear. All of the devilish desire you'd had to rile him vaporized, replaced by the reality that he was actually about to touch your pussy. You whimpered, your teeth starting to chatter. Heâd discover exactly what your ex had known. Heâd find you wanting.
"Nervous little thing." Ren slipped a finger under the hem to the first knuckle, leather grazing your tender flesh. "Trembling for me."
Trying to find a breath, you nodded. "I justâŠ" You shifted your hips, trying to balance your fear with your ballooning desire. "I really think there's something wrong with me."
Kylo Ren glimpsed you, still gliding along the crease of your thighs.
"I don't want..." You shivered, his fingers skating up and down. "I think my body doesn't work."
"Hm." Ren raised a brow. "We'll see."
He brushed his finger across your cunt, glancing over your swollen clit, and you choked, hips snapping toward him, your moans crumbling into a pathetic whinge. Before a coherent thought entered your mind, Ren smirked and did it again, leather catching the hoodâyou cried out, thrashing in protest. A third time, and you sobbed, your pussy clenching around a terrible nothing.
Twisting back to reality, you heaved in air, only to watch him tear his glove off with teeth, exposing his large, strong hand. The Force freed your wrists, and you slapped a bunch of buttons on the dash, trying to steady yourself. Ren was confidentâcocky, evenâas he pressed the pads of two digits against your panties, feeling your entrance through them. A slick, wet sound echoed in the tiny pod. You went up in embarrassed flames.
Fuck, you were wet. You couldn't ever remember being this wet. In fact, you couldnât ever remember being this turned on, this greedy for attention. Your entire body pulsed for him, like heâd shaken every cell awake and enthralled it under his power.
"Soaked through." Ren examined your cunt, pulled the garment to the side. "Just like a filthy toy should be."
Before you could brace, he took those same two fingers and sank them into your tight, aching cunt. You groaned, head tossed back, core clamping down onto the delicious stretch as he pried you open with slippery ease. The intensity, the fullness from just his hand stole your breath, spun your sight, and you closed your eyes, trying not to imagine how his cock would feel, if his fingers felt like this.
Further consideration was dashed as Ren curled inside of you, pushing deep, every coherent thought fleeing your mind with a moan. Instinct as your only guide, you inched forward, streaking sweat on the floor, and in response, he snapped his wrist, once, twice, shocks of pleasure cracking through you. Panting, you rolled your hips and Ren plunged again, this time prodding a sweet, sensitive spot along your walls. You twitched and wailed, vision dusted with stars.
It wasn't like you'd never been fingered. But it had never, ever managed to feel this good. Something about the motion of his hand, the curl of his wrist, the attunement to your body was dizzying you, replacing hesitation with demand. Ren curved along the spot again, and you cursed, the sensation shorting your circuits and shaking your joints. A dark huff of amusement at the edge of your awarenessâyou forced yourself to look at himâhe was smirking.
A new wave of warmth crested over you. Not of embarrassment, but utter delight. And then his thumb was on your clit.
Whatever plane youâd been on before dissipated, and you disappeared into bliss. Renâs hand found a rhythm, fucking slow, reaching to your belly while his thumb circled your sensitive clit. Pleasure bloomed in your center, wove toward your fingers, wrapping you in a fuzzy heat. Your cunt throbbed, squeezed around him, as if to goad him deeper inside of you.
It wasnât enough. Even with the ripples of friction that whirled faster on your nub, even as you bucked your hips, it wasnât enough. Ren grunted, the pod shook, but you didnât, couldnât care. Demand was beating at your temples, gnawing and coiling in your bellyâimpossible, incredible demand quickening your breath, tensing your muscles. Impossible, but somehow burgeoning, and Ren stroked your walls, stroked your clit, and you were gasping, you wereâ
âFuck,â you spat, âIâmâIâm goingââ
Kylo Ren stopped. You collapsed, suddenly a furious, spoiled brat, flailing in frustration at your stolen orgasm. Face hot, you met Renâs gaze, finding hazel eyes glittering gold with elated cruelty.
âYouâre going to what?â He tilted his head.
âAre youâŠâ You dragged your hands over your face, smearing perspiration across your skin. Every exposed inch of you felt like a severed nerve. âBut IâŠâ
âSo easy,â he murmured. âSo shameless.â
Your walls still thrummed around him, urging him to send you toward a peak. The torrent of pleasure had swept you away. You hadnât even realized how close youâd been. âI thoughtâŠâ
âTwo possibilities,â Ren said. âYou lied to me. OrâŠâ He pulled his hand from your core, scissoring his fingers to display the obscenity of your cum stringing between them. Then, locking you in a stare, he took them into his mouth and sucked them clean. âThis pussy has never been properly fucked.â
Fire flooded your flesh, and you mewled like a nervous animal. It didnât seem fair to admit that this was the case.
âNo,â you replied. âI have had sex before.â It was getting harder to ignore the tent between Kylo Renâs legs. âIt was good.â
His brow furrowed a millimeter. âHm.â Leaning over you, Ren brought his mouth back to your ear, his hands shifting the clothing below his waist. âYet you felt so tight on my fingers,â he breathed. âSo wet and ready, though Iâd barely touched you.â
It was frustrating how correct he sounded. But youâd shared so much with your ex. All of it still seemed rose-colored. To believe that heâd given less than you deserved conflicted directly with the belief that you were someone whoâd never accept that. Kylo Ren was forcing you toward conclusions that were horrifying to draw and now impossible to avoid.
From the perimeter of your sight, you watched as he pulled free his thick, heavy cock. Your jaw slackened, your mouth watered. It was difficult to grasp that they could be that big or look so⊠appealing. Ren palmed himselfâhis cock twitched in response, eager to be inside of you, and your breath collapsed, your cunt clenching in anticipation.
âNo.â Kylo Ren hummed as he guided his hand back and forth along his length. âYou need to be fucked.â With his free hand, he yanked you forward, laying you flat along the floor. âYou arenât broken, little doll.â He loomed over you, the warm head of his cock pushing your underwear to the side and parting your folds. âBut you are mine.â
The moment he pushed inside, you suffocated on your own disbelief. Kylo Ren felt bigger than heâd looked, every centimeter banishing the ability to do anything other than exist as a strangled sheath for his cock. It wasnât penetrationâit was pervasion, it was domination. Shivering, you focused on your breath. Ren sucked in air through his teeth, sinking in and seating himself in your cunt while it squeezed and pulsed around him. You felt him throb, felt his wild fervor.
He exhaled. In that second, it hit you. The Supreme Leader, beautiful and violent and ruthless, was inside of you. You werenât hurting, you werenât afraid. You were exhilarated. You wanted more.
âGood girl,â he said. âEven better than I expected.â
Kylo Ren slid out and rocked in, driving to your stomach with a stab of blissful pain. Eyes snapping shut, you gripped his arms, seething when he thrusted again, and again. Each stroke shoved a cry from your chest, tightened your walls, and this only seemed to entice him, his cock splitting you apart. You scratched at his shoulders, fighting to find yourself in the bewildering delirium.
Sex had never, ever been like this either. Had never even lasted long enough for you to feel satisfied. Now you were tranquilizedâyour eyes rolled, your mouth parted, your groans stuttering with the tempo of Renâs hips.
âThere we go.â His voice was distant in the sea of your mind. âLook at you. Brainless on my cock.â
You couldnât help yourself. You nodded, hooked onto his arms and matched his rhythm, rolling your body to meet him, a pleaâdeeper, harder, more, more. Ren hissed in satisfaction, and his naked hand snaked between you, rolling and teasing your clit.
âOh, fuck.â
Delirium ascended into ecstasy, pleasure amplified by the stretch of his length. He fucked into you, his skin smacking yours, his breath heaving in feral huffs. A low moan left you, the heat and friction and feverish thrusts sending your sanity to space, and you nodded, begging in movement, then in words, your tongue lolling, drool streaming from your lips.
âFuck,â Ren growled. âSlut.â
Snarling, he pulled out, grappled your waist, and hoisted you onto the dash of the escape pod. Before you could breathe, your ankles were over his shoulders, his hands bit your hips, and his cock slammed deep into your pussy. You howled, stuffed fuller than you couldâve imaginedâin this position, he pierced your cervix, his length hammering your existence into euphoria.
âThatâs right,â he muttered. âYou needed this. You needed to be fucked like this.â He held you fast, pounding your cunt, catching groans in his chest. âYou needed to beâneeded to be split open and filled with fucking cum.â
âFuck,â you replied, since it was the only word that you seemed capable of reliably saying. âYes, yes, yesâŠâ
Renâs hand hooked around your thigh, and his thumb was on your clit, swirling it in tight, fast circles, his cock pumping into you. Bliss burned to burst, stars swarmed your sight entirely, and you knew it, knew it was happening, knew that you were about to break.
âIâIâm⊠Iâmââ
âCum for me,â Ren hissed. âCum on my cock.â
You didnât break. You shattered. Pleasure erupted from your thighs, rattled your bones, and you screamed, cast into a dimension where thoughts extinguished. Ren grunted, fucking you through it, the pulsing of your core milking his cock until he edged his climax. Then he keened, battering your cunt with long final thrusts, grip gouging your flesh until he descended, meeting you in the receding tides of your peaks.
Both of you twitched with aftershocks, both of you seeking air. Drawing a long inhale, you peeled your eyes open, taking in your surroundings for the first time in however many minutes it had been.
Beyond you, the galaxy twinkled, endless and eternal. Beside you, the podâs dash display flashed, awaiting a commandâyou mustâve accidentally activated the main system. And in front of you stood the Supreme Leader of the First Order, his hair frizzed with sweat, his chest swelling with breath, his gaze like a sated lionâs.
You sighed, smiling and shaking your head, dropping back onto the dashboard. Ren slipped out, putting himself back together. His cum leaked from you, oozed onto your thighsâand a laugh bubbled from within you. Surprised, you let it out. You laughed, clapping your hands over your face, tears sneaking to the corners of your eyes.
What happened was unbelievable. After everything, after the misery and disappointment and lack of sleep, you couldnât help but laugh. Youâd just fucked the Supreme Leader and came all over his insanely massive cock. And his cum was seeping from your pussy onto your underwear. With a wheeze, you wiped the tears, calming yourself.
You were not broken. Your ex was a fucking idiot.
Compiled now, you eased off the dash, found Ren watching you, brow raised.
You nodded, grabbing your pants from the floor. âI know.â Uncertain what were you supposed to say to a demigod after being filled with his semen, you shrugged. âWe should do this again sometime.â
Ren pulled on his glove, considering you, attention following your figure. âYou need to return to your post.â
âI know.â You grinned. âI am.â
In response, he flicked one of the controls in the pod. The lights, the display all shut down. He glanced back at you.
âSome other time, then.â
Kylo Ren turned and ducked out of the pod, striding into the module and through the blast door. It closed behind him. You were alone.
Sighing happily again, you found your boots and wiggled them back onto your feet. The turbulence in your mind had settled, the angst soothed. You felt easy. You felt complete. And you needed to get back to work.
***This amazing artwork was gifted to me by @elmidolââ. Please do not re-use or re-post it without permission from them and/or myself. Donât be a dickbag.
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Summary:Â As you dropped further and further into weakness, he became angrier and angrier. Every futile attempt to nourish you enraged him, and he didnât have to tell you he took his ire out on planets. He carried on wreaking havoc across star systems, one after another, pretending he had a justified reason to do so.
The Galaxy paid for his helplessness in blood.
Authorâs Note:Â Well hello. Please note there are brief mentions of vom at the beginning of this chapter. We are also fully into preggo-land here, which has been the point of the whole thing but warrants mentioning. Thanks for hanging in with me. <3
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In the third year of the age of Third Man, The Ren brought death that man may know he is not inevitable.Â
âTo know me is to sorrow, but to know me is to know Balance.â
And from that day forth, Third Man feared the darkness, wherein loomed death.
First, it was honey cakes.
The Chandrila Nuns were renowned for their dedication to the Demarcation and the offerings they left to it. They worshipped neither brother but the divide itself, believing peace lay in the Between. One did not need both light and dark, life and death for balance. Rather, one needed the void that separated the two. They made their offerings to this only. Powdered, crescent-shaped cakes baked at dawn.
It felt like a sin when you wretched the sweetbread up onto the floor.
Next, it was mutton from Elrood, bloody to feed your blood. The smell of it turned your guts, but you needed the protein and iron. Remembering Nonaâs demands of every pregnancy that crossed her threshold pushed you to try it, though the smell of it was acrid when it should be mouth-watering. You withered with shame when your angry stomach rejected it. What would she think of you?
You could tolerate no meat, no vegetable, tuber, fish, or greens. From across the galaxy, he brought you the finest delicacies and the most robust meals, none of which you could keep down. He fed you from the furthest reaches of the universe, but never from his own backyard. Any secret hope you had that this child would be normal dwindled with each failed meal until it was long gone.Â
You were the darklingâs host now, and the flavors of the living were no longer yours to enjoy.
Who would've thought ? that all this emotional state and tiredness , sleepiness was my body telling. " Hey ummm soooo , you must know you are literally creating a little human in here?.orrrr"
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