Siren’s Call (One Shot)
Summary: Anon requested- i just want to saw i absolutely love your writing, i'm DYING to read the next chapter of NYP! i was wondering if i could request kylo x reader where kylo gets super jealous after the reader flirts with Hux maybe (or someone else i'm not quite sure) which leads to an argument which ends with angry/makeup sex? sorry if this is lame, i'm sure you can come up with something awesome 😄💕
Pairing: Kylo x Reader
Word Count: 2,695
Rating: Explicit (18+)
Warnings: SMUT! This one is gonna be dirty! And blush-worthy! Rough sex, a bit of cussing, maybe some jealousy! Okay, a whole lot of jealousy! Hair pulling, back scratching...the whole shebang. It has a pretty cute ending too.
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Hux was all military and every bit of business today. The most recent “meeting” about destroying The Resistance had done little to inspire you. After the most recent battle on Crait, this war was starting to wear on you...and it was showing.
“Y/N?”
You glanced up at the mention of your name and saw Hux following after you once you’d exited the meeting room.
“Hm?”
“I was just going to say....your proposal about the usefulness and quality of Crait as a minor base is rather intriguing. You’ve been impressing a lot of officers lately.”
That crooked grin of his eased upwards, allowing you to offer a smile back. Hux might have been a military man, but he knew how to relax in the moment. Perhaps that was what you liked about him the most. He motioned towards the bridge.
“Care to accompany me? Perhaps we can talk more about your ideas?” he asked.
“Sure.”
Not like you had anything better to do. Kylo was nowhere to be found after the brief discussion in the boardroom and after your most recent episode of arguing, you found yourself not caring whether or not he was about. Jerk. As the door to the bridge slid open, you found your eyes growing wide. You hadn’t been up here but once before, and that was when the ship had still been under construction. It was a whole different world in here, now that everything was complete and you could see nearly the whole galaxy outside the large, curved windows.
“I’ve been thinking...about promoting you.”
These words caught you off guard and you whirled around to face Hux. That crooked grin was still there, but there was something else there as well. Nervousness? It was clear the man didn’t really have much experience flirting. He was all business, after all. When did he have time for women? But...this was about a promotion, right? The look in his eyes said otherwise. As he stepped closer to you, you found your face growing hot and you blinked a couple of times.
“I...I think that would be quite an honor, sir,” you replied, wetting your lips after speaking carefully.
Hux looked you over, taking in the sight of you. It was clear that he had an interesting sort of fondness for you. And while you’d never really noticed before, you couldn’t help but see just how handsome he was? He wasn’t exactly ALL your type, but he definitely still had something going for him. Fuck the Supreme Leader. You could flirt if you wanted to! He didn’t own you...
The bridge door slid open again and the devil himself entered. Kylo stepped forward, unmasked and looking rather vicious. He’d been silent the entire meeting and right as it had ended, had disappeared out the door. And now he was here....great. You offered him a brief look and found yourself met with that icy stare. Hux stepped back from you promptly and cleared his throat.
“Supreme Leader. I was just discussing with Y/N the promotion we had talked about before? I think she’s ready to move up.”
Kylo stared at you while Hux spoke to him. And when he was ready to respond to the General, he didn’t dare look away from you. Something...was up.
“Indeed. But I find myself wanting to speak to her in private. I’m not so sure she understands the undertaking that is her promotion.”
The words sent a chill up your spine, causing you to clear your throat and glance downwards. You had to break away from the stare. You couldn’t do it anymore. Kylo moved over towards you, forcing you to meet his gaze again.
“You are to exit the bridge immediately and meet me in my office in five minutes. Any delay will only add to our lengthy discussion we’re to have,” he said, a growl nearly rumbling in his chest as he spoke to you.
You could feel the frustration bubbling inside of you. You so desperately wanted to snap at him in front of Hux and everyone. The only reason you didn’t? You had a job to keep. Whirling around, you stormed out of the room, hardly waiting for the bridge door to slide all the way open. The heat in your cheeks was back, this time due to rage. How DARE he waltz in right as you were about to be promoted? How dare he look as though HE was the one who was frustrated by everything? How. Dare. He?!
Wasting no time, you slammed your fist into the request box, causing the door to Kylo’s office to slide open. He was hot on your heels apparently, because as soon as you entered, he entered right behind you. Hearing the door slam shut, you turned around to face him. In nearly two strides, he crossed the room and leaned in towards you, his nose merely centimeters from yours.
“’Fuck the Supreme Leader?’ Did I pick that up right?!” he asked, glowering down at you.
Fuck. He’d heard you. He’d heard everything...or at least seen it in your mind. You should have known he’d pry. It still didn’t make okay, though.
“Last time I checked, we were done sneaking around with each other,” you sneered, reaching out to shove him away.
“You told me we were fucking done and THIS was done. And yet? Here you are, all up in my damn head! Speaking of which, get the fuck out of my head!”
Upon being shoved, Kylo let out a snarl and lunged forward, grabbing your arms and pushing you backward. Slamming into the wall, you let out a cry of surprise, then glared up at him again. He jerked your arms upward, pinning them above your head. You felt your breath catch in your throat as he pressed up against you, narrowing his gaze.
“Your attitude needs an adjustment,” he growled, his voice lowering.
“You’re ridiculous,” you argued, baring your teeth at him.
His grip on your wrists tightened and he leaned in, biting at your lower lip. Fuck. He was doing it again. He’d looked at you like you were the only thing he could ever imagine eating up. He was pressing into you in that all-too-familiar way...and you fucking wanted him. You didn’t want it to be a secret anymore. Letting out a small groan, you blinked your eyes open when he released your lower lip.
“Do we still have an attitude problem?” he asked, tilting his head slowly.
“Yes,” you replied, your voice cracking a bit as he drew you in all over again.
“Well then...I guess I’ll have to do something about it.”
Without warning, he pulled you forward and over to his desk. Papers laid strewn about, a coffee cup from earlier, and some pens as well occupied the desktop. Kylo whirled you around and pushed you forward, bending your body over the desk. Your breath hitched again as you felt him run a hand down your back towards your ass. Biting your lower lip and arching your body, his hand paused, right at your pants line.
“Do you know what you do to me? Do you know what your fucking backtalk does to me? The fact that you just go off on your own with Hux, knowing fully how I feel about it...” he asked, his lips nearly brushing against one of your ears.
“You aggravate the shit out of me.”
Turning around, you reached out to yank at his belt, unclasping it forcefully. Pulling it off of him, you tossed it aside and reached for his shirt. Kylo beat you to the punch, hitting your hands away.
“No,” he growled, reaching and yanking the article up over his head.
He threw it over his shoulder, then grabbed you again and turned you around. Bending you over the desk once more, he began working at your pants, pulling the buttons apart and unzipping the zipper. Once undone, Kylo pulled them downwards, settling them at your ankles.
“You’re a damn troublemaker. You infuriate the fuck out of me. And I can’t stop thinking about fucking you and making you mine over and over again.”
His words brought a warmth to you that you couldn’t explain. It started in your chest and spread throughout your body. His fingers crept between your legs, finding your damp panties already starting to soak from the anticipation. As he rubbed them over your covered slit, you couldn’t help but let out a small gasp of pleasure, fingers digging into the top of his desk.
“Already wet...I knew it.”
He reached up and yanked at your panties, taking pleasure in pulling them down as well. As soon as they were at your ankles, his hands were back up, pushing his own trousers down now. His urgency did nothing but excite you more. No. No, no, no. You were fucking MAD at him. MAD! But...he felt so damn good pressed up against you like that. He leaned over you, lips roaming over you back, occasionally biting at the skin as he saw fit. Every time he’d bite, he’d be sure to clamp down just a bit harder, causing tiny gasps to escape from between your lips.
“How’s that attitude now?” he asked, his tone hushed...and yet? You could still hear that cockiness.
“Fuck you...” you replied, taking pleasure in sounding so defiant, even though you were enjoying this just as much as he was.
At your words, you felt fingers tangling in your hair, giving a good pull. Yanking at your locks, Kylo snarled and grabbed your hip with his free hand. Wasting no time, he pulled you back onto his cock and began to pound into you mercilessly. The sounds of heated sex and frustration soon filled the room as he fucked you, filled you. His fingers dug into your hip, pulling you back with each thrust.
He felt so fucking good inside of you. Even though you were pissed at him right now (or at least TRYING to appear that way), you’d missed this. You’d missed being with him, being in this moment. He bit down again, this time claiming one of your shoulder blades between his teeth.
“You’re mine,” he demanded, “Mine. Not Hux’s. Not that fucking stormtrooper you went on one date with. Mine.”
That heat was back, this time coiling in the pit of your abdomen. That all-too-familiar feeling of being so close. So fucking close to the release you craved. Catching on to your cries of pleasure growing in volume, he pulled out of you, taking the moment to leave you unfulfilled. You shoved the papers and other items off of his desk in frustration, causing the coffee cup to smash as it hit the ground. Papers and porcelain littered the floor, but this didn’t seem to phase Kylo.
The Supreme Leader himself simply smirked as you whirled around...then grabbed you up and set you up on the desk. Reaching down, he pulled your pants and underwear off completely and moved to stand back between your legs. That fucking smirk. Fuck him for knowing how you felt...what you wanted...all of him. And more. He pushed back inside of you, this time groaning as he felt just how wet you’d become. His shoulders tensed as he paused for a moment, taking in the feeling of you with him. And then he was back at it, fucking you hard and furiously.
Your pants and cries of pleasure filled the room once more. Reaching around, you clung to his back, digging your nails into the flesh. The harder he pounded, the more you clawed, no doubt leaving scratches down his back. Kylo gritted his teeth, his own hands finding your ass and pulling you closer to him each time he thrust.
“Say it,” he panted, “Tell me who you belong to.”
Oh, fuck him. He knew he had you right where he wanted you now. You body trembled as you began to feel that orgasm building once more. The orgasm he’d denied you before and would no doubt deny you again, playfully, but still would. He thrust harder, teasing you towards that edge, then slowed down.
“Say. It. Y/N.” he grunted, slowing to an almost painfully glacial pace.
“You. I belong to you!” you cried, almost begging for him to speed up again.
As if that was all it had taken to spur him on, he picked up the pace once more, burying his face in the crook of your neck. Oh fuck. You were so close. So fucking close. He was stuffing you, filling you in the most delicious way possible. He was getting close too. Kylo was panting harder now, almost getting sloppy in the way he was thrusting.
“Beg for it. Beg for your fucking orgasm.”
His words turned you on more than you thought was even humanly possible at this point. But, you had to hand it to him, the man knew how to get to you in the best, yet most frustrating ways possible. You grew louder, begging him now for release. Pulling one of his hands away from you ass, Kylo reached between the two of you and began rubbing your clit furiously. He seemed to time it just right, those rubs accompanied by his cock going in and out of you finally did it. Finally drove you over the edge. Your body shook happily as you clung to him, clamping down on his manhood as he just kept going.
His thrusts became rapid as he felt you cumming, only spurring him on more. With his head pressed still in the crook of your neck, he drove into you one last time before pulling out. Taking his cock in hand, he stroked it rapidly. Feeding a bit into the naughty moment that was his release, you lifted up your shirt and smirked at him. That lust-filled look in his eyes told you everything you needed to know. Ropes of cum spurted from the end of his cock, landing on your chest and belly. Arching your back as you sat on the desk, exposed in front of him, you couldn’t help but forget why the two of you had even been arguing in the first place.
Letting go of his cock once the last bit of his seed had dribbled from the end, he placed his hands on either side of you. Palms flat on the desk, he stood there, breathing heavily, and eyes closed. Relaxing and coming down from the high that was your afterglow, you watched him as he too recovered. The Supreme Leader let out a long sigh and eventually looked back up to meet your gaze.
“Stay with me,” he whispered, eyes searching yours for any sign of lingering frustration.
“I want you to stay with me. Be...with me.”
You blinked at this confession, positive he was being genuine. Be with him? Was he serious? The argument from before was now completely forgotten. The two of you had kept your hook-ups a secret in the past...mostly due to business reasons. But now...he wanted you to be with him?! Leaning in, you offered a small, yet coy smile.
“How could I ever say no to you?” you asked, gazing at him fondly.
He may have been the Supreme Leader of The First Order, but Kylo Ren was obviously smitten with you, as odd as it may have seemed to others on the outside looking in. Reaching out, he ran his fingers gently over your skin now, trailing them down the side of your body and over one of your thighs.
“I’m sorry...for earlier,” he admitted.
“You are?”
“I am.”
He leaned in, stealing a kiss from you. He nibbled gently at your lower lip, a vast contrast to the bites he’d given you earlier. Eventually, he let go and met your gaze again.
“I care about you. And I can honestly say I’ve never said that to anyone else. So...please-”
“Yes, Kylo. I’ll stay with you...” you said, cutting him off.
And just like that, the argument was forgotten...and you were his. And he was yours. And in that moment, everything in the universe felt right.