“You know I can hear your thoughts, little one,” he says, the cold, metallic sound seeping from his vocoder.
He leads you down the corridor by your nape, turning sharply at the entrance to an empty command room.
The other officers had stared in horror as he plucked you from the training lineup, but your cunt had only dripped at the feeling of his hand on your neck. Now, your mouth waters as you look up at the black void of his mask.
“You want to suck your commander’s cock?” he asks, running his leather-clad thumb across your lower lip. He presses it into your mouth, depressing your tongue as you hollow your cheeks around it. “Then kneel.”
You sink to the ground, kneecaps hitting the cold, black floor with a thud. Your eyes widen as he untucks his cock, long and thick and flushed purple-red at the tip; his cockhead leaks a pearly-white bead of precum as he strokes himself. You can feel his eyes on you even if you can’t see them—you can feel the way they scald your skin.
“Open,” he orders, voice crackling with something between disdain and desire.
Dropping your jaw wide, you show him the wet, pink expanse of your tongue.
“So eager, little one. So eager.”
Gripping his length, he sinks into the heat of your mouth, a garbled, stannic groan escaping his mask. He rocks his hips slowly, experimentally, exploring the confines of your soft palate… then he plunges in deep, making you gag and splutter. He gives you no quarter, pushing deeper and deeper into your throat with each thrust, holding your head in place with his gloved hand. Spit pools at the corners of your lips and dribbles down your cheeks; your eyes well with unshed tears.
“Is this what you wanted?” he grits out, taking his pleasure as he sees fit.
You try to hum in response, but the only noises you make are those he fucks from your throat.
“It is, isn’t it?”
He doesn’t need your words. He already knows what you crave.
82 & 93 from the smut list, maybe with a bratty reader and a kinda mean/ very dom kylo 🥺💛
Thank you so much! I live for brat readers and honestly so does Kylo so here ya go!
Prompt: “You’re gonna regret that sweetheart.” + “You’re in trouble now”
Warnings: Dom/sub vibes kinda, bratty reader, dom kylo, overstimulation, sorta forced orgasm, edging, kylo is a meanie
Word Count: 450
Your orgasm ripped through you like a saber blade, rending you straight down the middle. The strangled moan that accompanied it echoed through Kylo Ren’s quarters, settling shamefully in the space between your bodies. He frowned at you from across the room, trapping you under his gaze just as thoroughly as the tendrils of the Force that pinned you to the bed.
“I don’t recall saying you could cum,” Kylo mused, standing from his chair to stare down at you, bare and writhing on his sheets.
“You made me,” you hissed, squirming against your bonds.
It’s been like this for hours. You talk out of turn once and he’s got you naked on his bed, right on the cusp of release all night. He doesn’t even have to touch you, just stuffs you full with an invisible cock that pumps into you just right and uses those unseen hands to rub endless circles on your clit until you’re sobbing and begging and pleading and--
“You’re in trouble now, officer.”
Judging by the look on his face, you knew he was right. And in a split second he had his hands on you.
“Who does this cunt belong to?” he growled into your ear, palm slamming down on the soaked, oversensitive space between your thighs.
You choked on a sob at the sting and the Force still pounding deep inside you.
“You, sir,” you whimpered.
“And I decide when it gets to cum.”
Some sort of awful, strangled animal cry left you when he plunged to of his thick fingers into you, the stretch of it an impossible sensation. He curled them into that perfect spot which sent you reeling into another wave of pleasure. You felt the burn of it in every nerve and vein and bone, legs spasming uncontrollable under the onslaught of release.
It was too much too much too much--
“Filthy little slut can’t even follow the simplest of orders.”
His voice was a balm on your flayed skin, even when the words made your face hot with humiliation.
“Oh I can follow orders, sir,” you spat, rearing off the bed and nipping at his ear that always stuck too far out. “But only from commanders I respect.”
You barely had time to get the words out before his free hand wound around your throat and pressed hard on your pulse. Air paused and struggled to worm its way through the gap in his grip as you stared into Kylo’s eyes--black like obsidian promises.
“You’re going to regret that.”
But with the way the coil in your gut was already tightening again, inches away from thrusting you into another soul wrenching climax, you weren’t entirely sure you would.
I’m requesting Kylo having a size kink and manhandles his SO. Tells her things like “I’m going to rip you apart with my cock.”
Such a perfect fit
Warnings: Smut duh, sIZE kINk!!!, sexy times, Kylo Ren will destroy you, I need to change this to tags instead of warnings, sub!reader, dom!kylo. Like very dom kylo, uhh just very nsfw, degrading language, name calling, abuse of power?
Word Count: 1,435
A/N: Phew! I am such a slut for Kylo and I KNOW Kylo has a size kink, HAVE YOU SEEN THAT MAN HE IS THE DEFINITION OF SIZE KINK. I just want that man to dominate me and call me his bitch because that's what I am. Okay anyways I took a little break from writing so I could get the creative juices flowing again and produce good writing. So yuh, enjoy!!
Kylo loved fucking you, he would fuck you in his TIE Silencer, in an empty conference room, on the observation deck as he yelled at everyone to get out, but his favorite place to pound into you was in the bedroom. It sounds cheesy and as much as he loved when you sat on his dick riding him while we was in the pilots seat in the TIE Silencer, he could truly fuck you in your shared bed.
He was a very dominant person and loved every second when you submitted to him. You loved when he would reach his leather covered hands up to your neck and position his thumb and pointer finger on each side and squeeze. The sight of Kylo’s neck that was littered with veins as he fucked you always made you cry for more. Sometimes he would finger you once or twice before giving you his full cock, other times he would kiss you and thrust all of him straight into to the point you swore you felt it in your neck.
Everything about Kylo was huge, his hands, his height, and his cock. He knew this, he knew that you sometimes had trouble taking all of him due to his length and how thick the man’s cock was. He enjoyed watching you struggle to fit all of him inside your tight pussy, and what got him really going was when you told him that he couldn’t fit.
His entire hand could perfectly wrap around your neck, or when you jumped on him and wrapped your legs all the way around him both his lands would make their way down to your ass and hold up in place, his hands easily cupping all of your behind.
He allowed you to climb him like the mountain he is and as intimidating as Kylo appeared, behind closed doors when it was just the two of you he was much more calm. He loved holding you in his arms feeling the warmth of your body radiate off you, or he loved cuddling with you after you both had long stressful days. Being the Supreme Leader of the first order, everyday was just about a stressful day.
Today was not one of those days where Kylo wanted to be soft and loving to you, no he wanted to fuck you until he destoryed you. He wanted to make you cry for him to stop. Kylo needed to see you squirm as he slowly pushed his full cock deep inside your tight pussy. He needed to feel your little cunt clench around his dick as he released deep inside of you. That is exactly what he was going to do, he was going to fuck you until you could no longer cry out for him, he would destroy you.
Kylo had been waiting for you to arrive back at your shared living spaces, this was one of the very rare times he made it back before you did. He sat on the black leather couch in the middle of the room, legs spread apart as he leaned forward resting his elbows on his knee. He rubbed his hands together and rested them over his mouth in a thinking position. He was already so worked up and you just had to be late. He knew how he would treat you the moment he saw the hatch to their place fly open.
The sound of the door opening tore Kylo from his thoughts as he looked up to see you walking through. You had on thick black combat boots, skin tight pants that were also black with red dancing down the sides, making your curves more prominent. To finish the look off you had on your black tunic and had your cape flowing behind you, the one with the shimmering red lace that were designed to your liking. Kylo would never admit it but, he got him going when you would walk next to him with your cape. How you two were the most powerful duo in the entire galaxy, people were just as afraid of you as they were of Kylo.
“You’re late, care to explain why?” Kylo said as he stood up and walked over to you as you were bent over to untie your boots. “Yeah my meeting ran over, and I had to deal with someone.” You replied as you stood up to be met with Kylo’s chest. “Why did you have to deal with someone. You know you can make anyone do anything, you should not be wasting your time on people who are ignorant.” Kylo said as his hands reached out to cup your face. “I know but I do enjoy calling people out, guess I picked that up from you. The bastard had the nerve to disrespect the Supreme Leader, and I was not going to allow such things.” You had replied as you reached behind your shoulders and removed your cape, resting it on one of the hooks that was near on the wall. Kylo had a smirk spread across his face as he reached down and grabbed you around the waist and threw you over his shoulder.
“You know I should reward you for being a good girl because you called someone out on their bullshit, but you came home late. Because of that you will have to get punished.” He said as he made his way through the hallway and into your shared bedroom. Kylo threw you down on the bed and commanded you to remove all of your clothing. As you nodded, excitement built up in you, whenever Kylo was controlling of you it was everything. You love the thought of being his pet and him using you. Every now and then he would treat you like so but, you both wanted to remain in a relationship that was somewhat normal.
“Lay flat on the bed, back facing up with your stomach down on the sheets. I want you to spread your legs, show me what's mine.” Kylo had said as he made his way on the bed, kneeling in between your legs where he pressed his erect cock against your glistening folds. The warmth that was flooding your body was beginning to become too much. The light touches of Kylo’s cock were driving you crazy, you knew he was in a more demanding mood.
“You’re going to take my entire cock, and you’ll love every second of it.” kylo said as he thrusted his hips forward causing his entire dick to sink into your dripping cunt. “Kylo! I can’t- Please! You- you didn’t even give me time to adjust. You’re too big!” You said in between breaths. “Little one, I said you were going to take all of me and you will obey my orders.” He had said as his hands ran down the side of your body and grip your hips as he pulled his hips back and then shoving them back forward with even more force.
“Kylo! You’re- Oh shit! Fuck-” You tried to say in between pants and moans. “Such a good girl, you’re taking my cock so well. I know it’s big but you love when this cock destroys your tight cunt. You just love when I fill you up.” He says as he continues to pound into you and fill your pussy. The pain radiates through your body, but you love the pain. The pain slowly turns to pleasure as Kylo holds a tight grip on your hips, pulling them down in an attempt to fill you even more. Kylo loved knowing that he was too big for you.
“This cock is going to rip you apart, and you will love every second of it. You are mine little one. All mine. This tight pussy is mine. Mine.” Kylo said panting and putting more force into each thrust. Kylo kept saying things like mine, take it, yeah I know I’m too big for you, take it all little one.
The two of you had both finally reached your climax, the warm feeling of Kylo’s cum shooting into you made you moan even more. He leaned forward and nuzzled into your neck. His cock still remained inside of you, he planted light kisses all over your neck and praised you for your good job. Knowing that when he fucks you like this, that you will be sore. As Kylo pulled out of you, you released a moan as his thick cock dragged against your walls. Kylo released a sigh as he saw his cum pour out from you, coating your thighs.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Rating: Explicit
Synopsis: When Hux catches Kylo Ren jerking off, The Supreme Leader takes his sexual frustrations out on him!
Excerpt:
"Ahem!"
Kylo flinched in shock, as he caught sight of a petrified General Armitage Hux staring at him in the entranceway.
"Hux?!" Kylo yelled, pulling the covers over his throbbing erection in an attempt at modesty. "Can't you fucking alert someone-- ?!"
Hux took a deep breath, composing himself and regaining his usual air of arrogance and superiority. "Am I interrupting something, Lord Ren?"
Kylo's arm shot up with his hand contorted in a choking gesture and Hux dropped to his knees, suffering the all-too familiar sensation of being strangled by an invisible hand as Kylo Ren used the Force to crush his windpipe.
"Why, yes you are..." Kylo hissed, climbing off the bed, the arousal of his manhood contrasting with the expression of pure rage on his pale, scarred face.
Kylo lumbered over to the kneeling Hux and snatched a fistful of the General's ginger hair, releasing the Force choke once he had a hold on him, leaving Hux to cough for air.
Kylo held him there as Hux caught his breath, contemplating the intruder's fate. After a moment, Kylo's expression shifted from anger, to realization, to a cruel, sly smile. If he couldn't have Rey, he would be happy to improvise.
☆ SMUT TIME, Mean dom kylo, resistance sub reader, fem pronouns for reader, no y/n, descriptions of death (not main characters), angst, violence against reader, un-slowing my slow burn, eventual smut, interrogation, forced mindreading, non-force user reader, force user reader?, force choking, ptsd, massacre, more fun power dynamics, hand to hand combat, threats, thats not how the force works, knights of ren exsisting, fingering, orgasm, eating pussy like a starved man☆
MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT. 18+ ONLY
Your brain was in overdrive, trying to sort through all your feelings. You couldn't help but stare up at him, his long hair hanging down as he held you in place with ease. You had felt him get hard against your inner thigh as he held the other leg up, steadily inching closer to your center as it came to attention.
Your body betrayed you, feeding into what you had assumed were fleeting thoughts. Feeling heat spread through you as his face got closer, you felt his cock pulsating and brushing against you as he leaned down. His brown eyes were hypnotic as you watched them swirl with greed and pride having won much more than just a sparring match.
You both knew. Your reactions were undeniable.
He liked you helpless under him, and you liked him keeping you that way.
"Hmm, what do we have here?" He hummed thoughtfully.
Not wanting to add fuel to the fire you keep your mouth shut tight.
"Now you're nervous?" His smile was boyish and charming, with a worrying hint of power hungry.
"It's a shame, you were fighting so hard," he cooed, leisurely rolling his hips. You bit your lip, fighting back any response or sound that wanted to escape.
"Oh, don't go quiet now, I love hearing your little sounds when we fight." When you didn't respond he took it as an invitation, leaning down further, then grinding his covered erection against your thigh. You stifled a little moan, and watched as he smiled. You were taken by surprise when he swiftly pulled your raised calf over his shoulder, freeing his hand. He brought it to your face, the size of his hand so large compared to your little jaw that he smiled and caressed your skin before grabbing hold. His rough fingers pressed into the soft fat of your cheeks, forcing your mouth to open slightly. You could feel your face burn in embarrassment as he manhandled your jaw.
He said your name in a deep disapproving tone. "I want to hear how much you are enjoying yourself."
He shook his head in disapproval as you continued to stifle yourself as he rutted against you, getting closer and closer to where you ached for contact.
"You should know by now that I can take you apart piece by piece. I've made you submit before and I will just do it again if your not going to admit how much you want this." He positioned you to look right up into his eyes before letting go. You watched them twinkle with amusement, distracting you from his hand now hovering over your clothed mound.
You gasped as his hand cupped your heat through your thin pants, a small whimper escaping as he pulled back to lazily ghost his fingers over it.
"There you are," he purred in praise. His hand just barely touching you. "You just needed some help," he smiled as another small gasp made its way past your lips, his fingers brushing over your clit teasingly. Even with multiple layers between you, you were quickly giving in to his temptations.
"You are so stubborn, pretending you don't enjoy being held down when we spar." Without any hesitation he reaches up to pull your pants down, as though it was something common for him to do whenever he wanted. You gazed up at him in shock. Unable to pull them down far in your position he simply hoisted your other leg up onto his shoulder as well, then pulled the troublesome clothing off. Every move he made surprised you, his absolute confidence made a shiver go down your spine.
"See?" He ran a finger over the obvious wetness slowly gathering at your entrance. "Your body is desperate for me, it doesn't care that you just lost, or that your pinned, or that anyone could walk through that door. You just need me to guide you through it." He was smiling to himself as he spread your juices up and down your folds. You were panting now, little sounds accompanying twitches as you worked through the embarrassment he caused you with his observations.
He kept you like that, legs in the air and panting as he played with you; finger lazily swirling around your clit until he was coaxing out small gasps and moans.
"You just need some attention, isn't that right?"
Answering his question didn't even cross your mind until the his hand pulled back and the sparks of pleasure faded. You whined in disappointment.
"I think that's why you got angry earlier, I wasn't giving you enough of my attention." His hand hovered just above where you wanted it, teasing you. He looked down at you expectantly, waiting for to respond.
You nodded quickly, too needy to care what you were admitting in the process. He smirked knowingly.
"I thought so." He began gently circling around your clit again, the deep hum of pleasure starting to build.
It wasn't long before you were trembling and teary eyed. Your cautiousness had dissapated, becoming long moans that reverberated around the room and made Matt's charming smile grow.
"I not usually this kind, but you did well today, and this seems to be very motivating for you." To prove his point he pulled his hand away again, leaving you so close to the edge. A few tears ran down your cheeks as you begin begging for him to continue.
"Please! Please don't stop." Your voice sounded broken and desperate.
He chuckled and nodded before leaning back. You whined in disappointment and he tutted at your impatience.
"Stay," his tone made your stomach flip and left no room for disagreement. You nodded quickly in response then watched as he let go of your wrists. You were too close to an orgasm to push your luck so you kept your arms up just like he wanted.
He smiled at your obedience as he laid down on his stomach between your legs. His wide shoulders forced your legs apart, giving him full access to your dripping pussy. You watched as his eyes flashed with hunger as he brought his hand up to gently spread your folds, getting the perfect view of your twitching hole. His other hand carded through his thick hair, pushing it from his face.
"You are dripping wet for me," he murmured. A smile grew on his face as he looked up to make eye contact with you.
"I can see how bad you need this, poor thing," he cooed condescendingly. He used his thumb to pull back the hood of your clit exposing it to his mercy before licking over it with the whole length of his tongue. You shuttered and moaned loudly, hips rolling, desperate for more. He chuckled, then gave you exactly what you needed.
He sucked your clit into his mouth, lavishing the bundle of nerves with his tongue. He didn't hold back, watching your expression the whole time you were writhing and moaning. Sharp bursts of pleasure shot through your nerves making you back arch. You hands moved on their own, reaching down and weaving themselves in his soft hair, the inky black color looked beautiful against your skin tone. He grunted disapprovingly but he didn't stop, he stared up at you through his long eyelashes as you got closer to the edge again.
You felt him sloppily lap at your entrance up to your clit, his nose and face covered in your essence as he repeated the action, over, over, and over, until you were beginning to see stars. The room was filled with wet sounds and moans as the spring winding in your core got closer and closer to snapping. It felt like hot magma through your veins. He moved back to your clit, rolling his tongue over it and nipping at the swollen bud.
You were so close, you just needed a little more to get pushed over the edge, you whimpered and tugged on his hair. His eyes eyes closed in pleasure as you pulled on his hair and he let out a deep rumbling moan in response. As if reading your mind he reached up and slipped a finger into your clenching pussy. It accepted his thick digit greedily, fluttering around the intrusion as he began to pump it in and out of you, building your pleasure up even higher. He kept up his speed and inserted another, stretching you perfectly, then began curling them just the right way.
You couldn't help yourself, you had lost control to your need for pleasure. You were babbling and begging for more, his name became half of your vocabulary, calling it out shamelessly. Then it snapped. The tight coil inside you released and you shook from the intensity. Your vision went white and you screamed as you came all over his face and hand. He still diligently pleasured you, sucking and licking your sensitive clit to carry you through the waves of your orgasm.
As you came down from the endorphin high, he swallowed every drop of your cum that he could, including licking his fingers. You were a mess, laying on the floor panting, the release exhausting you. All your pent up emotions and stress needed an outlet and apparently just physical fighting wasn't enough.
He sat comfortably with one leg propped up, looking at you with the hint of a smile. You sat up and reached out to run your hand up and down the length of his erection, it twitched to life and Matt groaned quietly.
"No, not today." He took your wrist and moved your arm away from the tent in his pants.
"What?" You were confused. "Why?"
"Well, you haven't earned it." He shrugged as though the twitching hard on was invisible.
"I pinned you today!" You argue.
"Yes, you did. And you learned my name and orgasmed because of it."
Your expression gave away that you were questioning his sanity. You opened your mouth to speak, intending to convince him to fuck you like your body was craving, but he interrupted you first.
"You also moved your arms when I told you not to." He shook his head in disappointment.
"I— I couldn't help it!" You countered, trying to ignore the shame that began to crawl up your spine.
"Hmm, well, you'd better help it next time." He was speaking so calmly it was like he hadn't just eaten you out on the floor. Your mouth hung open in disbelief.
"Next time?" You asked cautiously.
"Are you motivated to get a next time?"
"Yes." You answered to quickly and cringed inwardly at how desperate you sounded.
"Then be good and there will be a next time." He smiled so charmingly that made your heart flutter in your chest.
"Fine," you huffed before laying back again.
"You did well, good job today." He offered his praise and his hand to help you up. "You should go clean up, I've got more training soon. Wouldn't want them walking in on you like that— Unless…" He smirked as your eyes grew wide. Reaching out, you grabbed his hand, accepting the assistance. You didn't need any more convincing than that to go shower and clean up.
After your shower you walked back into the gym and found Matt training the same group of men as before. You came up to stand beside them.
He held out a water bottle for you to take. "Drink. You worked hard today, don't get dehydrated."
His sentences were short as he focused on watching the men practice but you could see a slight smile as he reminded you how much fluid you lost during training. You rolled your eyes but drank anyway, he wasn't wrong. You grabbed your water and headed back to your room.
This time you took the correct route, not wanting to spend more time on your shaky legs than necessary. You ended up laying down, utterly exhausted from your intense fight and the intense orgasm. You stared up at the ceiling and thought about what happened, you wrestled with yourself. You were attracted to one of your captors. You let him see you so vulnerable and it was obvious how easily he could read you. You didn't know why his attention or approval was so important to you, though as you thought about it, you don't know the last time you got those things from someone. At the resistance base you usually kept to yourself and while having your superiors notice your hard work was rewarding, it wasn't like that with Matt. His attention was addicting. You convinced yourself that it was because of all that had happened recently, safety and closeness was what you craved, and it was ok to accept it in this situation, even if it was from the enemy. You drifted off as you contemplated your morals.
A couple hours later you went for one of your random wanderings to make up for your quick walk back to the your room earlier. You hadn't gotten a hold of any kind of map yet but you had a reputation at this point. When you walked the halls most didn't question you, not wanting the burden of chaperoning you to wherever you needed added on top of their regular duties. So you just explored and took mental notes until someone asked where you were supposed to be.
You had been walking for a while when you came across a small group of Stormtroopers and personnel almost jogging through the halls. Your interest was peaked so you followed just far enough behind to not be questioned. It wasn't long before they gathered around a door you didn't recognize. Before you could find a corner to hide behind the door opened to reveal exactly who you didn't want to run into.
His huge silhouette stepping into the hall reminded you just how intimidating the mere sight of this man was. His lightsaber crackled menacingly and just behind him you saw a glimpse inside the room and it's destruction. Chunks of the steel wall ripped out and the broken edges glowing with heat. The slash marks covered the walls, made in obvious fury by the man now looking directly at you.
His chest rose and fell rapidly as he began storming up to you. He came to a stop directly in front of you, towering over you as you began to shake. The memories of his violence overtook your mind and you stood frozen, lost in the horrors of your thoughts. The edges of your vision began to darken and you could no longer tell where you were. Every interaction you had with the man fuming in front of you twisted together. His deep voice crackled through his helmet but you couldn't comprehend what he said, couldn't distinguish if he was talking to you now or if it was an echo of what he had said to you in the past.
He put his hand up and you prepared to be choked. Suddenly, all of the screams in your mind stopped, your distorted vision becoming crisp and your awareness returned. You looked up at the mask in shock and horror, he was in your mind again. In control of your mind again.
He spoke again, his voice distorted by only his helmet. It reverberated so clearly in your head.
"What are you doing here?"
Your mouth was dry from hanging open in shock, but you felt so compelled to respond.
"Looking for the dining hall." It took so much mental strength to lie. You don't know why you bothered and knew that his next words were going to tell you just as much.
"Lies," he hissed angrily. "Tell me the truth or I will find it myself."
Even with your flashbacks held at bay you teared up at the threat.
"Exploring. Following the group of people. Trying to find a way out." The truth poured out of you in an unstoppable rush.
"I see." You could tell he was deciding what to do with the information. Without releasing you he turned to the side and spoke to the gaggle of apprehensive personnel.
"I want her moved to PR004 and a guard posted outside of her room at all times." He turned back to you. "Can't have my Communications Technician running away."
With that he released his grip on your mind, opening the floodgates to your thoughts. You began crying in earnest as your legs gave out from under you.
Kylo stormed past you, the heat of his lightsaber warming your face as it barely missed your shoulder. He roared and you heard the sickening sound of the steel wall being shredded and melted simultaneously as he walked away. You shook and sobbed in fear, your lungs burning from your cries. Adrenaline uselessly pumped through your veins as you lay crumpled on the floor, completely frozen.
The group of people hurriedly followed behind the raging juggernaut, leaving two Stormtroopers to gather your limp body from the floor. Your brain conceded to the flashbacks as they twisted together and removed you from the present completely.
