Four am in the morning
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
I watched your vision forming
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
Star moved slowly in a silvery night
Far away on the other side
(Moonlight Shadow – Mike Oldfield)
Jenna has always been the most submissive Knight, but she has a love for darkness especially when it comes to men in positions of power. Her hunger for sex and control is equal only to her hunger for murder. Submissive in other areas of life but dominant in the bedroom, she prides herself on this.
Love and relationships are frowned upon within the First Order but as second in command to the master of the Knights of Ren, her position comes with certain…perks. Kylo Ren isn’t a man she can see herself with long term (even if it ever did become an option) but as a long-term sexual partner he fulfils her every need. Dominant when required but sensitive and submissive when she needs him to be. He hides his sensitive side from almost everyone, but he’s been with her long enough that he opens parts of himself that only she gets to see. She enjoys having him wrapped around her little finger and makes the most of every opportunity to seduce him. In front of the other Knights is the most satisfying (for her at least) but she’s seen the sideways glances from General Hux and she certainly has no desire to get on his bad side, so she’s tried hard to control herself in public.
For tonight though, she longs to be with him. Although tired from a day of study and training, she still has energy to burn and satisfying herself isn’t going to cut it this time. She needs his strong, sturdy arms holding her tight and his long, hard length filling her up and tonight she wants him to submit. It will be her that will take control.
Returning to her quarters to change, she notices him approaching as she walks the dark hallway. He notices her, too. Metres from her room their eyes meet, and a wicked grin creeps across his face. Without a second thought she pushes him, forcing him into the dark alcove away from prying eyes. Pressing him up against the cold wall she smashes her lips into his and their kiss deepens quickly - it would seem he wants her as much as she needs him.
His gloved hands roam her body eagerly and he lets out a deep growl. After moments of frenzied passion, she drags her lips away only long enough to whisper breathlessly in his ear - ‘Tonight. My quarters.’ Pulling away she glances at him just long enough to see his eyes wide and his hair a mess. Oh, how she loves his hair. Loves to desperately grasp for it as he eats her out, loves to run her hands through it while they kiss. It’s beautifully soft and seems to add an element of danger to his already attractive face. He shakes his head, as if coming out of a daze and simply nods. She sets off to change, leaving him to gaze longingly after her.
As she returns down the hallway and hears Kylo’s heavy footsteps walking off in the opposite direction, she notices one of her fellow knights leaning against a column, watching her. Jenna wonders how long she had been there? Had she seen her with him? If looks could kill, she’d be dead. She’s noticed this knight eyeing her man countless times before and wonders if maybe she’s jealous. Whatever her issues, Lily Ren could wait for another time.
Back in her quarters, in the fresher, Jenna allows the warm shower water to run over her aching body. Normally she’d rush this monotonous task to hurry to bed but tonight she lingers. Reaching for the shampoo to lather her hair she hears the fresher door open. Had she forgotten to lock it? She peers through the foggy glass, slightly alarmed and gasps as she catches a glimpse of Kylo there.
Their eyes meet briefly between the billowing steam and she opens the shower door for him - a silent invitation. He begins to remove his layers of clothes (why must he wear so many anyway?) somewhat hurriedly – eager to join her under the water. Not a word is said between them. They both understand exactly where this is headed.
Unbridled lust burns in Kylo’s eyes as he joins her under the water. She turns away from him, slightly embarrassed that he has surprised her, and he wraps his long arms tightly around her waist. A shiver runs down her spine. His warmth envelops her as he leans in and begins trailing kisses from her jaw to the base of her neck. She tilts her head to the side to allow him easier access. He sucks hard on her favourite spot, the one he knows makes her crazy – that tender spot just above her collarbone.
A soft moan escapes her lips which only seems to spur him on, no doubt hoping to leave a mark. He knows how much this turns her on and her arousal heightens quickly as she turns back toward him, engaging him in a deep kiss - her mouth open, allowing their tongues to meet. She loves the way he tastes, craves it. His large hands roam her saturated body – over her breasts, down to her stomach and hips and then slowly down the inside of her thigh. At this stage she feels she is losing all control and wants to make sure he still understands who is in charge.
‘Kylo’ she whispers.
‘Mmm?’ comes his response, his head still buried in her neck. He is nuzzling her now, breathing in her scent and she can feel his hard length raised against her stomach. She reaches for his cock and runs a single finger from the base to the tip, painfully slowly, knowing it drives him wild.
His breath hitches, and he locks eyes with her.
‘I need to taste you’ she tells him, quickly sinking to her knees. He can only stare down at her, the warm water cascading over his face and trickling down his ripped chest. He knows he can’t stop her even if he wants to and right now he is content to let her do whatever she wants. He motions slightly forward so his front is now out from under the water, his back still warmed by the heat of the shower but careful to ensure she won’t receive a mouth full of water.
He relishes control in all other areas of his life but when it comes to sex with Jenna Ren, he is mostly happy to let her take the lead. It hadn’t been that way with the women before her, quite the opposite in fact, but it had been much more regular with her and over time he’d just allowed it to happen. Enjoyed it even.
He feels loved, needed, desired - all the things he’s longed for his whole life. He closes his eyes and prepares to savour the feeling of her mouth as she devours him. How he loves his cock in her mouth.
He is large – and every woman feels the need to inform him of that - and she can’t take him fully in her mouth, although over time she’s found ways to work around it. She licks the tip of his leaking cock, enjoying the initial taste of him. She loves the way he tastes and how he can’t help but thrust slightly into her mouth, always eager for more. More. She continues, quickening the pace and glancing upwards to take in the sight before her.
He is watching her now - his mouth slightly open, water droplets dripping from the hair that falls across his eyes.
She cups her hand over his sac, caressing the soft skin there and continues to suck hard on him, willing him closer to climax. She knows he has little control in this area and that it won’t be long before he is filling her mouth. She’s never swallowed for others before, but with him it’s different. Everything is different. She feels him grab her hair and pull, so she knows he is close. She moves her mouth towards the end of his reddening tip and continues to suck hard, preparing to drink him down.
Moments later his eyes roll back in his head as he cries out, spilling warmth over and over into her mouth. She swallows, trying her best to take it all in – placing steadying hands on the back of his thighs as his legs shake. Eventually he releases his grip on her hair and she releases her grip on him, as his orgasm subsides.
They finish showering together and wash each other’s hair. What at first seemed like a mundane task had become quite an intimate thing between them. Kylo shivers. ‘Water’s getting cold’ he announces, reaching around her to turn off the taps.
He opens the shower door, reaching for her hand to help her out. Grabbing 2 towels from the rack near the door he wraps one around her, the other around himself. Drying off quickly she then steals his towel with a cheeky grin, throwing it behind her onto the floor. ‘Bedroom’ she tells him with seductive eyes, promptly dropping her towel to the floor.
He smiles, knowingly. A smile is something she rarely sees from him and so it still surprises her.
‘Already? You are impatient’, he replies, with a soft chuckle. He lifts her swiftly off her feet and her legs wrap around his waist as he carries her toward the bedroom.
He places her down onto the soft mattress and she moves back towards the head of the bed, wasting no time beckoning him closer. He moves up the bed and she pats the spot next to her, requesting he lay down. Raising an eyebrow, he looks slightly confused before realising what she wants. ‘You do realise I need a bit of…time, before I can go again?’
‘But I’m not sure how long I can wait’ she answers, grinning mischievously and running her finger up and down his right bicep. He shakes his head and chuckles. She never ceases to amaze him. She has energy he didn’t know existed when it comes to the bedroom. One day he will take back all that power he’s given her but for now - for tonight - he’ll submit. Or that’s what he’ll lead her to believe.
‘Let me ride you’ she says boldly, straddling his massive body and coming to rest on his stomach.
‘Soon’ he tells her, leaning up to engage her in a kiss. He bites her bottom lip before placing several kisses along her jawline, eventually ending up back at her mouth. She kisses him back tenderly, while reaching behind her to try and grasp his cock.
‘Patience, my knight’ is his stern reply. He grabs her roaming hand, pulling it tight against his chest. ‘There is something we can do while we wait though. Well, something I can do’ he says, flipping her over. ‘Stay here, I’ll be right back.’ He climbs off the bed, heading over to the cabinet in the corner. He rummages through the drawers for a while and eventually returns to the bed holding something in his hand.
‘Is that rope?’ she enquires as he nears, raising her eyebrows in surprise. A thrill surges through her.
‘It is. I was saving this for the right time and I feel like this is it. But we don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. Are you up for it?’
‘If your plan is to tie my hands up while you eat me out, then I think you should hurry up and get started’ she replies, growing impatient. He climbs back on the bed. ‘I hoped you’d say that. But before I do we need a safe word - a word you can use so I know to stop if it gets too much. Anything come to mind?’
She says the first horrid thing that pops into her head. ‘Hux’ she announces, cringing.
‘Really? You couldn’t have picked anything else?!’ he says, shaking his head.
‘Well you’ll certainly want to stop what we’re doing if I say that, won’t you!’
“Can’t argue with you there. Ok, Hux it is’ he agrees, making a face. He moves towards the bed head to tie her up.
She offers her hands to him and he begins tying them together, tight enough to hold but loose enough to allow her to break free if she needs to. He proceeds to tie the rope behind her head onto the bed, while she watches him, deep in concentration.
‘Not too tight?’ he asks, allowing her time to get used to it.
‘No, perfect.’
‘Ok, good. Now you’re at my mercy’. A darkness flares in those pretty eyes. He backs away and rests on his haunches, his eyes roaming her naked body. She can see he is going to enjoy this.
He positions himself over her and begins trailing kisses from her neck down to her breasts before taking a nipple in his mouth. He rolls his tongue around it and sucks lightly, causing it to harden at his touch. He moves on to her other breast then, sure to give it equal attention. She loves the feel of his lips on her body. Anywhere on her body. She’ll never grow tired of it.
He moves gently downwards, searing burning kisses into her skin. She is becoming wetter by the second and she squirms, still getting used to not having the use of her hands. Normally she would grab his hair while he had his head between her legs, but she realises now she won’t be able to. But this only seems to turn her on more. She is so wet from the anticipation, she closes her legs instinctively as he eventually moves down to settle at the foot of the bed.
‘Open up for me’ he coaxes her, looking up to make sure she is still ok.
‘I’m so wet’ she groans, self-consciously.
‘The wetter the better. That’s what I want’ he reassures her. ‘Let me taste you.’
She parts her legs slightly and he pushes them further apart. He studies her glistening pink lips for a moment. ‘Mmm, yes you are’ he notes as he dips a finger into her wetness, placing it into his mouth. ‘So wet’ he says, licking his lips hungrily. ‘You taste so good’.
He returns between her legs, his tongue shooting out as he begins lapping at her. She shudders at the initial contact.
He holds onto her thighs for leverage as he licks up and down her slit, moaning at the taste of her in his mouth. He lingers there before moving his tongue up to begin teasing her clit. He traces slow, firm circles around her most sensitive area and she can feel the wetness now trickling down the inside of her thigh. He laps it up, not wanting to miss a drop.
He parts her lips, pushing a long finger slowly inside her. He drags it in and out repeatedly, letting her reactions guide him. He can tell by now what she likes and what she doesn’t by the noises she makes. ‘More’ she pleads breathlessly, so he adds another finger inside, causing her head to fall back against the pillow. He lifts both her legs from the bed and places them on his shoulders. She is now completely helpless beneath him – one of his hands on her stomach holding her in place.
His fingers pick up the pace while he attacks her clit with his tongue and she can feel herself coming closer to the edge. It’s torture to not be able to grab at him – any part of him - but she can only lay there as he works at her with his mouth. She glances briefly down at him - his hair covering most of his face and tickling the inside of her thighs, driving her wild. She feels herself peaking quickly. ‘Kylo…I…’ she stammers, her mind a daze.
‘Come for me like a good girl. Don’t hold back. Give me everything’ he encourages her, as he returns to bite down gently on her clit - knowing full well that it will be enough to bring her orgasm crashing down. It always is. Her legs shake violently as it hits, and she screams his name as she comes onto the sheets. He licks up as much as he can, but he isn’t finished. No, he keeps at her. Licking and sucking and fingering until she can barely open her eyes – he knows he has all the power here and he’s keen to make the most of it. He knows she can take it - she’d taken it so many times before without any complaint.
‘More. Come for me some more. I know you want to’ he almost taunts her, not letting up. Wave after wave of pleasure racks her body until she almost blacks out with her most powerful orgasm yet. ‘Yes, yes’ she hears him chanting, over and over as she comes again and again, until she can’t anymore, and he finally relents, pulling himself away from her throbbing core.
He rubs his hands up and down her calves, helping to soothe her. Her shudders eventually settle, and he looks up to see her staring down at him - flushed and out of breath. How he loves seeing her like that, all because of him.
‘Oh, we’re not done yet’ he informs her, keeping her legs locked around his neck.
‘You know I can take whatever I want’.
Not even allowing her time to properly recover, he climbs back up onto the bed and pushes the tip of his hard cock into her entrance, watching for her reaction. A small moan escapes her lips – she is spent but still ready for him and can hardly wait for him to enter her.
‘Kylo, please’ she nearly begs and the next second she knows he is pushing fully into her, his wide girth stretching her to her limit. She should be used to this by now, but he is larger than anyone else she’s ever been with and she groans at the feel of him inside her. He pushes in to the hilt and pauses, looking down at her. His dark hair falls across his face, his dark eyes search hers.
He pulls back, almost out altogether before thrusting roughly back into her. In and out. In and out. Their bodies move together in perfect harmony – they’ve done this so many times before and it feels like second nature but it’s always sensual and always heated.
He is constantly rough with her, but she loves it that way. The darkness and the danger excite her – would she ever tire of this passion? Would she ever tire of him?? She didn’t think so.
He is pounding away within her now, his moans growing louder with every thrust, her pussy aching. ‘Yes, yes, harder, please’ she is moaning now, urging him on. He picks up the pace and continues, sweat dripping from his brow onto her chest. With his hands pushing both of her knees back towards her, her legs still wrapped around his neck, he pounds into her as hard as he can, growing closer to his release.
‘Yes, yes – you take my cock so well - gonna fill you up’ he tells her breathlessly in between thrusts. She loves it when he praises her and when he talks dirty, she could listen to it all night. She talks to him that way sometimes, but for tonight she’s happy to let him do the talking - she will just lay there and take it. This wasn’t her original plan for the evening, but things don’t always go according to plan.
He almost shouts as he spills over and empties thick ropes of seed within her, pushing in as deep as he can go.
She’s thankful for the birth control implant she had put in, as she loves the raw feeling of him inside her. He eventually removes her legs from his shoulders, laying them gently down the bed. She will hardly be able to walk in the morning, but she doesn’t care. He withdraws and leans down to lick her pussy, now dripping with his come and does his best to clean her up. He crawls up her body and kisses her lips, allowing her to taste herself before lying next to her. They lie still for a few minutes, catching their breath. Sated.
Before long she notices his breathing has steadied and he’s asleep. She snuggles into his side and prepares to drift off - exhausted - when she’s startled suddenly by the bedroom door creaking.
She wonders if it’s one of those strange dreams that hit you as you begin to fall asleep, but no. She lifts her head to look around and her door is definitely open and light from the hallway now illuminates her room.
Quarters are heavily secured on the ship, only able to be opened with a pin code.
But only Kylo knows the pin code to her quarters and he’s asleep beside her…
It seems to happen in an instant. One minute she’s drifting off, the next the figure in the room is on her, dragging her from the bed.
She stumbles but manages to find her feet and without thinking grabs Kylo’s saber from the bedside table. She’s practised with it before, late at night in secret training sessions with him and she’s more than capable with it, but she struggles to locate the ignition button in the dark amongst the hurried frenzy of activity. She panics and drops it, and it falls back onto the bed.
The mysterious figure is covered head to toe in black (she notices) and her first thought is Hux.
He’s always hated Kylo and maker knows he’d take her from him in an instant given half the chance, but the nimble movements of her attacker make her think it’s someone else. Someone smaller. A woman maybe.
She feels a weapon connect with her shoulder, as she ducks to avoid the staff being swung at her. A sharp pain rings through her body and she cries out, hoping Kylo’s awake by now but she’s been taught to fight and it’s time to use that training. She’s not giving up.
She continues to defend herself in any way she can, as she’s pummelled from every angle when she hears Kylo’s saber ignite behind her, and in an instant, he’s hurtling from the bed over to her.
His saber pierces straight through the chest of the assailant and with that, it’s over.
The intruder falls to the floor and the air around them stills. Kylo rushes to the door to turn on the light before heading quickly back to her, wrapping her tightly in his arms.
‘Are you ok?’ he asks, panicked. ‘Where are you hurt?’
‘I…I’m..ok’ she barely manages, shocked and breathless.
Holding her for a moment to make sure she is, Kylo then releases her and bends down to lift the black hood from the body on the floor. She gasps.
‘Lily Ren’ he tells her, unsurprised. ‘I thought it might come to this’.
Jenna is confused. Lily, her fellow knight? The woman she’d trained with, confided in even? It hits her then. Confided in. She’d told her things about her life, but she’d been sure not to mention Kylo’s name – had Lily discovered it was Kylo she’d been seeing? Had she been jealous all these years?
‘She propositioned me once’ Kylo tells her. ‘I didn’t say anything to you, but I rejected her advances and I noticed a change in her after that’ he continues, sitting down on the edge of the bed.
She remembers Lily watching them in the hallway earlier and the look she’d given her. She’d obviously wanted Kylo for herself and had been willing to kill her to get to him.
Returning to the bed she sits down next to him, taking his hand.
‘Thank for you saving me’ she tells him, tears welling her eyes.
‘Always’ he replies sincerely, turning to look at her.
He squeezes her hand tightly and there’s a moment of silence before he speaks again, as he realises now he’s in love with Jenna Ren.
‘There is no one else’ he tells her. ‘There never will be’.
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