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Bonded: Chapter Five

A/N: Well hello everyone! I know it has been a hot minute since I've posted. Life gets hectic every once in awhile and I apologize for my absence. The slow burn is getting better! As always let me know what you guys think and enjoy!

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Chapter Four, Chapter Six

There was no sound explanation to what had happened the night before. It wracked your brain for days, producing a horribly eerie sense of paranoia. Constantly looking over your shoulder to see if someone, that man in particular, was lurking in a corner, memorizing your movements from afar.

You were careful to not mention the occurrence to either your ladies-in-waiting or an Order official like General Waylan. It was consuming you whole, the hair on the nape of your neck permanently standing at attention. You ended up trying to see if that drink of choice from dinner that evening all those nights ago was known for being a hallucinogen. Nothing. Perhaps after consuming it in large portions like you had? No. You had ended up reaching a dead end in your research.

It was proving difficult to sleep. Staying up at night, trying to see if there was a secret entrance to your room that perhaps only the Supreme Leader had access to. You had torn your room upside down the morning after the vision. Calista and Tamsyn were shocked when they entered your quarters and saw the state your room was in.

There were no clues, no hidden hatches, nothing to give way to an answer. Trying to plan the final open house of the season had been placed on the back burner for you. In fact, it wasn’t on your mind at all. Handing things over to Kenzoto manage for you while you tried to get to the bottom of this. To ease yourself back to a place of normalcy.

The worried whispers and gazes did not fall on deaf ears with you. You had heard them, listened to their explanations, and then went back on your own hunt. Another restless night was ahead of you, eyes wide open, staring at the darkened ceiling, mindlessly counting the tiles once again, when the familiar sensation from before washed over you.

Like being transported somewhere else while not moving an inch. The echoes of another voice and their thoughts bounced in your head. Your hands began trembling, sweat beading on your forehead and upper lip. Fear wracked your body, squeezing your eyes shut, trying to will this to stop.

“Dove? Are you awake?” You knew that voice, recognized it immediately. Refusing to open your eyes and see if he was the one standing at the foot of your bed, you lay completely still. Your heart was racing, the blood rushing in your ears still couldn’t drown out the voice that lingered behind.

After laying in silence for a fleeting moment, you thought he might have left or stopped whatever this was. Peeking your eyes open, your breath caught in your throat in a choked sob as you witnessed the towering figure looming over you.

Hand clamping down over your mouth, your eyes darted to the securely closed door, the servants entrance also still locked from the inside. How did he get into your room? Again?

Your weak and meager voice broke through the barrier, but it too registered just like his. A distant voice being carried through an open space that you could not recognize. “Wha-what do you want? How are you doing this?” Willing your voice to remain even and steady, you questioned him.

His eyes squinted, looking around before settling back on you. “Can you see my surroundings? I can’t see yours.” Shaking your head, you pulled your covers up slightly higher on your frame. “You-you’re in my room, Kylo. What do you mean you can’t see my surroundings?”

Irritation started to lick and seep into your words. He was the one who entered your space, frightening you in the dead of night, and now he was teasing and harassing you? Yet, he only hummed in contemplation as a response.

When you blinked again, your eyes darted to your door, hearing footsteps approaching on the other side. As you looked to where the shadow of him once was, he was gone, vanished entirely before your eyes. An entity of your imagination.

Your bedroom door flew open, a worried Layana standing in the doorway. “Em-empress, are you alright? Who were you speaking to?” She looked around at the room, seeing that you were entirely by yourself.

Shaking your head, you laid back down in utter disbelief. You didn’t respond to her, letting her leave on her own. You had turned and faced away from where she stood, staring out at the vast space before you.

You counted the ships leaving and entering the hangar to lull yourself to sleep that night. It didn’t work.

Pushing the food around on your plate, General Waylan spoke excitedly about something you had stopped listening to the moment he sat at your dining table. All you could think about was Kylo. How he had disappeared right before your eyes. 

It reminded you of your fifth birthday party. Of course, growing up as a royal meant having more extravagant events, not silly childish birthday parties, but after too much begging your parents finally caved.

Entertainers from all over the galaxy were hired to put shows on for you and your friends in the palace gardens. The one that had drawn your attention most was someone who claimed to be a wielder of magic.

His silly tricks had done little to impress the princess, but he assured you he had saved the best for last. Putting a small creature into his bag, you couldn’t recall the words he used or the story he told, but your eyes blew wide when he turned the bag upside down and there was nothing in there.

A magician.

Perhaps that was what Kylo was. An odd hobby for the Supreme Leader, but maybe that’s what it was. A hobby of some sort? Yet, what did he mean he couldn’t see your surroundings? You knew that the Supreme Leader was odd. Secrets and rumors littered the Order and speaking honestly, the entire galaxy, about special abilities he possessed. You weren’t aware of what these powers were, but they were being used to seemingly stalk you at night.

It began to fill your thoughts. The idea that maybe magic was real. That there were in fact people around us that were able to wield the magic and bend it to their whim. All of those fairy tales could be true from your childhood bedtime tales.

Would Kylo be in a fairy tale though?

Dropping your fork to your plate, it left your mouth hurriedly. “General, what can you tell me about Kylo Red?” You had cut him off mid-sentence, startling him. His eyes fell down to his nearly empty plate, wiping his mouth with the cloth napkin before setting it back on the tabletop.

“What would you like to know, Empress?” Leaning back in the wooden chair, you shrugged. “What is that thing that sits on his hip?” He followed your lead, resting back in his chair casually. A small sigh escaped his lips before speaking. “A light saber.”

The word was foreign on your tongue. “Light saber? Is that a weapon?” It was one of the things you had noticed last night when he somehow visited you once more. It was bulky, but as you thought more of it, the more you realized it was always in his possession.

Waylan nodded. “Yes. It is a special type of weapon that only a select few individuals get to adorn.” Browns furrowing, you leaned forward on the table, eyeing the General. You didn’t mean to speak so bluntly, but you did. “Because of his powers, right?”

The General laughed, but agreed. “His powers, yes. They are not what you would describe as powers though. Do you know of the Force?” It rang a bell in the deep crevices of your memory, perhaps having learned about it in education long ago.

“I’ve heard of it, yes. He has the Force?” You weren’t even sure you were using the term correctly. General Waylaninterlinked his fingers, resting his hands on the cool wood of the table top, pushing his plate back. “The Supreme Leader is a Force user. Has been since he was just a child, but he uses the Force to aid him in his missions as the Supreme Leader.”

Gnawing on the inside of your cheek, you narrowed your eyes. “What can the Force do?” His head cocked at your question, obviously wondering where the sudden interest in the Force, let alone Kylo, was perplexing to him.

“Why? Do you have something in particular in mind?” Battling within yourself and wondering if you should just tell him, you ultimately decided to be as vague as possible. “Would it allow someone to be in a place where they are not?”

His aging hand rubbed at his graying beard, thinking it over in his head. “I’ve never heard of that. Why do you bring up that example?” Trying to mask your curious mind, you plastered a large smile on your face. “No, this is just fascinating to me and I am not well versed about the ways of the Force.”

General Waylan immediately bought your excuse. “Ah, well a curious mind you do indeed have, Empress.” The General departed only minutes prior, letting your thoughts consume you as you rushed off to your office.

You spent the next two days straight going through every book and file you could get your hands on. Yet, it all led to not. There was little to no information about the Force or the users at all. Only an occasional sentence here and there, buried deep within the contents of whatever you were perusing.

What did that leave you with then? What answers or rational conclusion could you come to with what little you had to go on?

Sleep deprivation.

That was all you could assume it was. Trying to reason and rationalize with yourself, you remembered watching him leave your residence just a bit prior to seeing him in the corner. It was a dream or a nightmare. More likely a hallucination than anything, but given it had happened two nights where you could admit being more than tired, your brain had given you this strange vision.

You had spent too much time dwelling on it. Even missing your mother’s departure just the day after the first hallucination. Kenzo’s plate had become loaded down with tasks that you had been all but neglecting during your obsessive rampage.

When you finally walked into your office, seeing Kenzo worriedly sorting through papers, electronic files, and you could see his data pad lighting up with various event tasks, you felt horrible for leaving this all to him for as long as you had. How long had it even been? A week? Two weeks? You didn’t have the slightest clue, but it didn’t matter.

Walking towards him, you grabbed a catalog sitting on the edge of the desk, you quickly flipped through it. “Ah, Empress, that is for-” you cut him off, pointing at the centerpiece. “We need forty of these ordered and expedited here. Is the guest list finalized? What have we decided in regards to catering?”

A breath of relief exhaled from Kenzo, standing from your seat and filling you in on all of the details you had missed. You sat in that chair for countless hours that night, making finalized plans and executing your decisions as quickly as possible. 

The final event of the season was fastly approaching which meant hours, days, and weeks passed in a blur or lists, meetings, and trips. Not being able to recall the last night you had been able to sleep soundly in your own bed, enjoyed your own bath, or ate the food you so desperately craved.

Having missed the amount of time you had, it meant you were continuously playing catch up. Tasks that should have been handled weeks ago were still sitting at the top of your lists. Invitations sent late, but more confirmed attendees then the last meant hosting an event so large it was near record breaking for the Order. 

A small blessing in disguise honestly. With you being as busy as you were meant that Kylo and you were not interacting. You simply weren’t around enough to bump into him, cross paths with him, anything of the like.

This was the event that was going to catapult you into the next phase of your work. A massive party, as many Order officials as possible to fill the halls of the magnificent venue you had chosen. Nearly every planet you could think of was sent an invitation to attend.

Nearly all had agreed. 

Following this open house, you were going to be embarking on a galaxy tour. One that would take you to the farthest corners of the galaxy to observe where these individuals called home. Your list was growing so fast and so long you were worried you would never be able to finish. 

The endless possibilities of these new and old alliances excited Order officials in away that you had never seen. Sharing your plans in your meetings, as you updated the ever growing list, eyebrows raised in surprise. Shock evident that you were capable of performing any duties at all to this magnitude. 

When they day of had finally arrived, you were eager to get to the venue as quickly as possible and being placing orders on those who needed them most. There was no room for any mishaps or errors tonight. No, this was far too important for even the wrong serving utensils to be placed out. 

Heading to the room designated as your getting ready spot, you would let one member do a section of your hair before removing yourself once again to double and triple check on every minute detail. You could easily tell that your ladies-in-waiting were growing frustrated with your antsy tendencies. 

Finally, Tamsyn was able to glue you to your seat to begin finishing your touches for the evening before guests were due to arrive shortly. One final walk through before getting dressed, you were pleased to see the decorations almost completely put up around the ballroom. Finishing touches here and there were being completed right before your eyes and the breath of relief that escaped from your lungs was palpable in the room. 

It was gorgeous. The dome that covered the dance floor was entirely made of glass, showcasing the wondrous lights of the skyscrapers that surrounded this ancient building. The suns beginning to set had wondrous colourscapes dancing through the glass ceiling setting the room in a warm glow. 

While the building itself was large enough to house everyone, it would be tight fit, but the various hallways and gardens would be of great help. Large groups of workers ran around the building, putting final touches on what you pointed out to them. A slurry of specialized suits for the servers dashed around you when your head snapped to the side. 

It was there again. The feeling that crawled under your skin and sat deep within your bones. Kylo was in your head again. You had no idea how he was able to do this, knowing he was somewhere else in the galaxy after declining to attend this event as well. 

But he was there. Echoing into the blank corners of your mind. Your hands began to fidget, the color entirely draining from your features, unable to peel your eyes away from where they had instinctively gone to. 

Calista appeared from behind, drawing you back to the present, and informed you that with the first guests set to arrive shortly, it was of utmost importance to get you dressed. You have no idea how you were able to walk away from where you had been standing, the connection that had been there gone just as it had appeared. Yet, it always left that feeling lingering behind.

There sat the breathtaking gray tulle gown, one shouldered, embellished with dazzling stars over the pillowy skirt. The gold of the stars left dazzling dust behind, trickling down the bodice and onto the top of the skirt. Layana had ensured your hair would be partially up, away from the shoulder of the gown, letting the features be showcased how they were meant to be. It had been custom made for you tonight to put your best foot forward as you encountered many a people who needed the best impression of you possible.

As the final touches were done to your hair, your dress placed on you perfectly, you couldn’t bring yourself to smile at the reflection in the mirror. Feeling as though he was there, standing directly behind you and watching your every move. No one else could see him, but you could. Eyes locked in the mirror. Your hand caught the shine of your simple band that had sat on your ring finger for months now.

Brow slightly furrowing, you moved your hand back and forth as it caught the light, his eyes followed yours as well. When you looked back up, he was gone. The girl quick chatter was mumbled in your ear canals. Your attention only able to feel the slim band as it weighed your hand down. A false facade to put on for the people of the galaxy. Although the marriage itself was in fact quite legal and true, the emotion and feelings were not.

No one knew that you had personally invited the Supreme Leader to the event the week before it was set to occur. You caught him after a committee meeting as he was leaving the room. All others had long since left, but you had stayed back, a small glimmer of hope in you. After announcing how many had planned to be in attendance, you were feeling proud and as though perhaps he too was impressed and would want to be present to see what this was going to entail. 

A branch of some sort that you were placing between you both. Asking him to be there, thinking that all of these meetings and random visits over the several months you had been around meant something. What could they mean? That you did not know, but you were willing to find out. Had to find out. For your own sanity and childish hopefulness that still sat deep within.

He looked at you behind the black visor, unmoving before finally responding. “I leave for a mission the day before.” And with that, he left. Not another word muttered or thought. Crushing disappointment you had set yourself up for.

You tried not to think about the reality of your situation too often. The reality of your life. How you were married to a stranger of a person. A person you had seen without his helmet less than a handful of times. Who never showcased a flicker of emotion in the cold case of himself. Someone who hardly spoke to you, just nods as you passed in the halls of the Supremacy. A man who would never be by your side for these public nights. Important events that you had planned, but those details meant nothing to him. A monster that is your husband.

Jumping in your spot, you startled as Tam peeked her head in the door of your room. “Dove, we’re ready for you. Are you alright?” The shift in your demeanor was slim, but because of how long you had known one another, if you breathed the wrong way, she would know. Seeing you were off kilter, had been for weeks, she didn’t understand what was causing it. At times worse than others. 

Nodding in response, you turned on your heel, making your way to the large staircase that would lead you to the heart of the party. The music was already loud, hearing the thunderous chatter of party goers, you smiled to yourself at the sound.

General Waylan offered to escort you that night which you gladly agreed to. Your matching gold headpiece was thin but stood at attention on your scalp. A small headband with a halo of stars to match the embellishments of your gown. Waylan offered sincere compliments, but as you began walking down the stairs, the music halted and cheers and clapping erupted below.

Your shocked expression turned to one of surprise as General Waylan began addressing the crowds after it had began dying down to listen to one of the most important men of the Order. One you were proud to call a friend.

“On behalf of the First Order we want to welcome you all to our open house, the final of the season!” More cheers, your own clapping being audible as you stood next to him. “However, I believe the greatest thanks and praise belong to you, Empress.” Turning his attention towards you, he continued on.

“For planning these wonderful events, where we can catch up with old friends, make many new ones, and build relationships that span the galaxy. Becoming one of the most adored faces of the Order, to you Empress, we owe many thanks.” As he finished his small speech, you gave a gracious grin to your friend.

Clearing your throat you began speaking. “Thank you for such kindness and your most generous words, General Waylan, they are not taken lightly. To you all,” turning to face the crowds, your smile only grew, “thank you for taking the time to come and visit after traveling from all across the galaxy, to be here tonight. Your friendship and partnership is the most valuable thing to myself, the Order, and my husband, the Supreme Leader. Please, enjoy the evening! I look forward to chatting with you all.”

Graciously accepting the biggest bow from the crowd and Order officials you had ever seen, you made your way down the final steps and were immediately engulfed in the swarm of people. It wouldn’t be for many hours until you would be able to catch your breath.

The evening was going off without a hitch. No arguments, fights, or anything of the like had happened meaning the heightened security you had ensured would be present was all for not. Engaging in more dancing than you thought possible, it seemed as each dance finished, you were swept up into another. The only reason you had gotten away now was because you claimed to needed to briefly step away to freshen yourself up.

Even still, claims on you for following dances had already been hastily made. These men knew that it was the only way to get your ear for a few uninterrupted minutes. Many under the impression you held the greatest influence over the Supreme Leader and whatever was relayed to you would eventually make its way back to him. How little they knew. 

It also meant your feet were screaming in pain and begging for a few minutes of relief. Eyes scanning the crowd as you sipped from your goblet, you weren’t sure who you were looking for, but weren’t surprised when the disappointment wormed its way into your gut anyways.

Snapping out of your thoughts, a dashing older gentleman stood to your side. “Hello Empress.” His accent was thick, one you had never heard before. “Oh! Hello there.” His smooth complexion was not quite human, but not sure what other species he could be. One you had never set eyes on before.

His blonde hair was entirely slicked back, eyes all one deep black, no irises to be seen. He was older, but not old, perhaps middle aged if he were human. When he smiled at you, his teeth were not normal, but you did not want to appear rude and stare. “May I have this next dance, Empress? It seems as though this is the only time I’ve been able to spot you alone all night.”

Immediately agreeing, you let him take your arm and lead you towards the ballroom floor. Your heels echoed on the tiled floor as you once again found your spot in the lines. Directly centered as was the rule for the Empress, you began listening to his vague explanation of his home planet, instead more focused on his people.

“We are a prideful folk, very rooted in…tradition.” He was incredibly soft spoken, even toned, not a raise in his voice even as the music occasionally drowned him out. “Our traditions are what we base our daily living around. The teachings of the elders to us begins from birth and we then assume the role of the elders. It continues this way for all eternity. Our teachings come from the ancient scrolls,” it was at this moment you knew exactly what type of people they were.

Religious groups. Extremists that have been chased away by other societies. Not comfortable with their outrageous ideologies that were harmful to outsiders, they were banished to desolate planets that did not exist on maps. Instead, they live their lives planet hopping, trying to find the answers to ancient questions posed in their texts, killing any and all species and creatures that could stand in their way.

People you knew not to get involved with. Recalling the lessons from your adolescent education as Princess, your father made sure you knew the danger that lurked with these groups. They were rarely spotted in public, let alone at massive events like this. In fact, he was the only one you had seen so far. 

Why was he here? 

Noting that the dance was drawing to a close within the next minute, you knew the remainder of this traditional dance was finished in close quarters. Trying to remain impartial and calm, your chest was within a hair of his.

His gaze bore into yours, long hands cupping your elbows, growing tighter with each word that left his lips. “Make no mistake, Empress. We will stop at nothing to fulfill our prophecies.” As your eyes widened, beginning to try and pull away from the bruising grip that had began to hurt moments before, it all halted as screams echoed into the air around you.

It was a blur, all that happened next.

The creature’s hands tried to pull you with him, wherever he was going, but was unable to move you. The screams only grew louder as people began rushing all around you in a haste to evacuate the building. Wind filled the once enclosed space. The once glass dome was raining down from above in the most dangerous rainstorm you had ever encountered.

Except, it was not rain that lightly kissed your flesh, but instead tiny and large shards of glass that bit as they cascaded around you. In only another breath, the room spun fast, turning upside down as you tried to understand your surroundings.

Were you upside down?

Only for a brief moment as your back was pressed firmly against anothers. The material was familiar as it brushed along your arms and bare back. The scent you knew too well filled your senses. As you opened your eyes, turning your head to try and get a look at who this was, you had no chance.

Another breath, a new location. A pair of arms wrapped securely around your torso, having flown through the air at a speed you didn’t know was possible. You hadn’t even moved your legs. Your back collided with their chest.

It allowed you the perfect view of what was happening in the ballroom.

There he stood, back to you, but clearer than ever as to who your savior was. People stood rooted to their spots in fear at the sight of him while others rushed to leave the building as hastily as possible. Realizing now that all exit points were secured by none other than the Knights of Ren. There stood Ren himself.

His light saber ignited in a flash of fury, rising far above his head before moving down towards the man that had just been dancing with you only seconds prior. Your hands held firm to the forearms that rested on your stomach. Gasping as you saw the blonde head roll to the side of the room, the dark eyes looking directly at you.

Whoever held you began moving in a hurry with you still in his grasp, acting like you weighed nothing, just another weapon in his artillery. You knew it was a Knight you were with, but which one was still a mystery to you.

Attempting to catch your breath as you enter an unfamiliar ship, you finally croaked out a response. “Vic-Vicrul?Wha-what's happening? What wa-was that?” Your thoughts were coming out faster than you could speak, trying to catch your breath.

He ignored you entirely, getting the ship out of there as fast as humanly possible. Understanding that his main priority was getting you to safety, you couldn’t help but pester him with questions. All of which went unanswered.

What happened? Who was that? Why were you all there? How long had you been there? Why won’t you answer me? Is Kylo in danger and in need of help?

That last one had a small chuckle escape under his breath at your ridiculous questioning. While you were happy he thought this was a joking matter, you did not. “Victual, as your Empress I demand an answer! Now!” Your raised voice shook with seething anger, hands trembling as you tried to piece things together.

His masked head slowly turned towards you, only giving you this response before returning to utter silence. “The Supreme Leader did his duty.” You sat immediately after, stewing in your own silence, trying to understand what the hell that meant.

When you touched down on the Supremacy, you hurried towards your residence, but were met by your ladies’ worried and fearful expressions in a hallway. They embraced you hurriedly, Tamsyn cupping your cheeks and checking you for any serious wounds.

“Goodness, how are you? Are you okay? We need to bandage your arms, but otherwise are you okay? Thank the stars you aren’t more injured. We heard about the incident when they came and searched here.” Your brows drew inward at her words. “When who searched here?”

Layana spoke next. “The Knights. They searched here first before going to the event. Orders of the Supreme Leader they said.” Your jaw set, nostrils flaring in anger. Feeling your blood boiling, you pushed through the girls and continued towards your residence. They followed on your heels closely, badgering you with questions about the events that had transpired.

As you informed them of the evening, leaving out the heroic entry of Kylo, the girls worked slowly at removing all of the bits and pieces from your intricate hairstyle, excess jewelry, and gaudy makeup. Layana stood at attention when an Order official made her way into your chambers, requesting your lady in waiting.

When she reappeared only a minute later, her wide eyes were unsure of what to tell you. “Empress?” You hummed in response as Tamsyn went to pick your night clothes, Calista still trying to find all remaining pieces in your hair. Your headpiece had fallen from the crown of your head when Kylo had flipped you. “The Supreme Leader is here and has requested a private word with you.”

Eyes locking with hers in your vanity mirror, you nodded after a brief moment of silence from all in the room, sending all three of them out of your chambers via the servers entrance and announced he was allowed into your chambers. As he stepped into your room, the doorway was seemingly dwarfed by his presence.

His all black garb made him stand out from the white furniture and decor in your quarters. “Layana said you wished to speak with me?” You posed to him as you continued removing your hair from the styling, the pins that she had missed, but you could still feel.

“You are upset?” His calm and even tone hardly sounded like a question. Perhaps an observation of your motions and movements, which led him to believe you were…annoyed with him? The door was firmly shut behind him, you knew all workers in your quarters had filed out the second he stepped inside, so you went with your emotions.

Speaking through gritted teeth, your gaze never lifted to his. “Angry is more accurate.” He did not move, did not speak again, simply watching you. When your eyes finally bounced up to his, he took the chance to speak. “About?” Still no hint of emotion, seemingly staring into a droids face as your blood boiled over.

This was one of the longest conversations you had ever had with him. He was acting as though this was an entirely normal encounter between you two. As though he hadn’t cast you adrift the moment you were legally bound to him for the rest of your days. 

Exploding in frustration, you decided this was your only chance to voice your complaints. Not knowing when if ever you would have another chance like this to speak privately with him where you held more control than ever before. 

“About? You have got to be toying with me, Kylo! For star’s sake, I have everything to be angry about! How you knew the exact moment to be there when things went awry? The fact that for months and months I have been here and have been ignored and belittled by you and your men. Dealing with your ridiculous mood swings that border on child like behavior. The work I have been putting in here has been exhausting and you show not one ounce of appreciation or thanks. That I am your wife and have been treated as some commoner to you! We do not even reside in the same sector of the ship! We have dined together once before in our entirety of marriage. You dare ask me what I am angry about? Everything! I am angry about everything, Kylo!”

Catching your breath, you watched as his jaw clicked, knowing it took all restraint he had to not respond mid complaint. His nostrils flared in his own showing of irritation, prickling his skin as you hurled this information at him. Your anger still pummeled you, wanting to say more, but knowing it was best to keep still until he could respond. Knowing you had already signed your death warrant anyways by speaking to him in the fashion you had.

Yet, he was careful, taking his time to conjure up a response to you. Actively attempting not to anger you any more. A show of restraint he had never had to do before. One that he did not know he was even possible of exhibiting. 

“Do you know about the Force?” Blinking rapidly, you were confused as to where this had come from. “The For-force? Yes, I have heard of the Force. What does this have to do with anything I just said.” He sat on the edge of the stool by your bed. Removing his gloves, he took his time before speaking again.

Setting his gloves next to him, his dark eyes watched your figure as he began speaking. “I am a Force user. Which means that I am capable of abilities that others do not have.” Your confusion was etched on your face, arms crossed over your chest, leaning on your vanity as you listened.

“It comes from my family lineage. My grandfather was the greatest Force user to ever exist. I will surpass him in that sense. That is my goal as Supreme Leader.” You didn’t have time to respond as he continued speaking. “The Force, at times, does things that make little to no sense. I try to make sense of these things by way of meditation. It is a large sector of my training. It is a large portion of my missions.” He was explaining things to you that you never thought he actually would take the time to speak with you about. You knew to remain silent to let him speak further. More than you had ever received from him before.

“There is a part of the Force called a bond. Do you know what a Force bond is, Empress?”

Shaking your head hesitantly, you saw him slightly nod before lightly sighing, jaw clicking one more. “It can happen between two Force sensitive individuals. It is rare when two people are connected in such a way via the Force. In fact, it is exceptionally rare.” He paused, as if he was trying to word things before talking again. Eyes locking on yours from the small distance you shared in the room, his nostrils flared. “It is entirely unheard of for it to happen between one Force user and one non-user, nor even remotely sensitive.”

Your heart was racing, pounding uncontrollably in your chest as you listened to his every word. His eyes never left your own, trying to determine your reaction despite your cool demeanor still. 

His next words were ones you never expected to hear from anyone, let alone KyloRen. It was like everything had stopped at that moment, forever changing your life from that moment forward. “We are bonded. In a way that I do not understand. I was unaware of it until the day I landed on Bar'leth and it was…powerful.”

As your brain began connecting dots, Kylo continued through gritted teeth. “Too much. It distracted me,” you breathed out a response, sitting in your stool. “Which is why we did the private ceremony.” He only nodded, jaw set, before releasing a shaky breath.

“It has been distracting me ever since. I have fought with my entire being to ignore it, but during training and meditation it is all that occurs and fills my mind. When we were leaving on our mission there was something screaming at me that you were in some sort of danger. It was why I connected with you before you went downstairs, to check to see if everything was okay. It didn’t go away, even after I had seen you. I sent the Knight’s and troopers to search your residence and when they found nothing, we went to the event. Which is why we got there when we did.”

The explanation you had been waiting for. Fingers nervously picking at each other, you spoke in a hardly audible way. “Why did you not tell me this, Kylo?” He shot up from his seat, crossing the room to you, encroaching on your space. Your neck craned to keep eye contact with him as he approached you.

“Because I didn’t want to. I thought I could ignore it, but it will no longer let me.” Your eyes narrowed at him, a loud, exasperated breath expelling from your lungs. “What does this all mean? You tell me this elaborate tale of why I’ve been treated so poorly, because of some thing I’ve never heard of that we apparently are tied together from. What do you want me to do with this?” You spoke hurriedly, but halted when his warm hands grabbed yours.

He swallowed thickly, taking a beat before uttering his response. “To give me an opportunity to try again. I know not to ignore the Force.” You fought the tremble that was becoming present in your body, temperature spiking at what he was about to say to you.

“Can I try again, my Empress?”

[mollysolo]

Hi! How are you??

Can I request a Kylo Ren x Reader, where the reader is Rey’s older sister and has telekinesis (very powerful) and protects him from all the people who are after him but over use them and pass out but release a energy blast but he catches the reader in his arms and places them his bed and waits till they wake up.

thank u :)

Hold On To Me

Pairing: Kylo Ren X fem!Reader

Summary: In the midst of battle, you test the limits of your powers and end up going too far.

Warnings: Mentions of the reader passing out, Kylo worrying about the reader, Kylo crying a little

Word Count: 1.5k

a/n: i hope you like this!

the gif below does not belong to me

At this point, the two of you had been fighting non-stop for five hours and Kylo had to admit, he was beginning to feel a bit concerned for you. Mostly because while you had gotten to become very familiar with your powers, you had never fought for this long before. He feared that all of this fighting would be too much for you and your body would give out.

But he never pulled you aside to tell you to rest for a few minutes because he knew that’s you’d refuse. As long as Kylo was out there fighting, so were you. It was your job to protect him after all.

And you had been doing extremely well so far during this particular battle, but the edges of your vision had began to grow fuzzy and dark and your breathing was echoing in your ears. But you knew that now wasn’t the time to stop fighting. So as your vision continued to grow darker, you mustered up all of the energy you had left in your body and continued to fight.

Moments later, you passed out and consciousness left your body while you started to fall to the ground below you. And as you fell, your body sent out one last large energy blast, causing anyone within twenty feet of you to get thrown even farther away and fall down.

Seeing this happen to you shattered Kylo’s heart in his chest, he hated seeing you overwork yourself just so that he could be protected and stay alive. Seeing you pass out made he feel as if he didn’t deserve you at all. It also made him want to arrange more training for you so that this would never happen again.

But even in the midst of these sad thoughts that flooded his mind, he knew that couldn’t waste another minute. He needed to get to you, even though the Resistance fighters on the other side of the battlefield had also started to get up from their spots on the ground. He would get you back to safety, even if he died trying.

He pushed himself back onto his tired feet and slid his lightsaber back into its holster on his hip. He then began to sprint over to where you were laying on the ground. His blood was roaring in his ears while he ran, desperately hoping that he would make it to you before either of you got seriously hurt.

And when he did finally reach you, he gave into the strong emotions he was feeling and he let his knees crash into the ground while tears had started to well up in his eyes. But he didn’t need anyone in the Resistance to see that he was crying over you. So, he quickly scooped your body up into his arms and started to run back to his ship as quickly as his legs would allow him to.

Once he reached his ship not long after he had started running again, he strapped you into the seat next to him. He’d rather have you resting in bed right now but this was the next best choice until he got you back to the base. And while he did fly you two back to the base, he couldn’t help but look over at you every few minutes, needing to make sure that you were still okay, even in your unconscious state.

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Upon returning to the base, Kylo ignored everyone and everything that could have possibly attempted to bother him while he tried to get you to your shared quarters, holding your body tight against his broad chest as he ran. And while he ran there, he mentally noted that it wouldn’t be necessary to take you to the med bay unless you passed out again shortly after you woke up.

And when he did reach your shared bedroom within your quarters, he stopped running and slowly walked up to the bed. He gently placed you on your side of the bed and took a deep breath in and out. Kylo stood there for a few more minutes after that, simply watching the way your chest rose and fell with every breath. He let this sight bring comfort to him.

She’s going to be okay, he assured himself as he started to walk away from the bed. He then quickly walked into his closet to retrieve another pillow for you.

He placed the pillow beneath your head as softly as he possibly could without disturbing you. And once the pillow was in place, he pulled the soft covers over you, took his helmet off and sat down in the chair he had pulled up to your bedside.

He sat there with your hand in his and patiently waited until you woke up. He would wait there in that chair for the rest of his life if necessary, he’d never leave your side. Even if someone tried to pull him away from you, he still wouldn’t leave you. He would let The First Order crumble if it meant that he could stay by your side forever. He loved you too much to ever think of leaving you. Especially when you needed him most, like you did now.

While Kylo was stuck in his thoughts, you slowly started to open your eyes, blinking them a few times as you adjusted to your surroundings at your own pace. And now that you were completely conscious again, you noticed the weight of Kylo’s hand in yours and you softly smiled to yourself.

You looked over at him and recognized that far away look in his eyes right away. Then softly started to stroke the back of his hand with your thumb before you said his name in an attempt to get his attention. You wanted him to see that you had woken up and that you were going to be okay.

“Kylo?” you said quietly, causing his eyes to meet yours as soon as his name left your lips.

You watched as a look of relief took over his face and his eyes started to tear up once again. You let go of his hand for now and placed your hand on his face, gingerly wiping away the tears that had started to fall down his cheeks. He leaned into your touch, relishing in the way it felt against his skin.

“How are you feeling?” he asked, using that same soft tone you had just spoken with, not wanting to startle or overwhelm you in this moment. While he spoke, he placed his hand over your own that was still holding his face and softly stroking his cheek.

You smiled a little while you started to talk, “I’m okay, my head hurts a little.” you say with a chuckle towards the end of your statement, “But I’m okay.” you answered, making all of Kylo’s worries vanish as if they had never been there in the first place.

He chuckled with you, flashing a toothy grin your way, making your own smile brighter, “Good.” he replied.

He then leaned in and placed a kiss to your lips, not pulling back for a minute or two while he let you kiss him back, “We’ll talk about what happened later, but for now I just want you to rest, angel.” he told you, prompting you to nod in response.

“Okay.” you whispered to him, he whispered this word back to you seconds later as he started to stand up once more.

He disappeared into your shared closet for a few minutes to change out of his robes and grab some comfier clothes for you. Once he came back to his bedroom, he handed you the clothes he had brought for you and offered to help you change into them. But you assured him that you would be just fine changing into them on your own.

And once you had changed into these clothes, you let out a soft sigh and got back into bed, encouraging Kylo to join you by patting his side of the bed. Not wanting to waste any time, Kylo quickly walked over to his side of the bed and swiftly got under the covers.

The two of you gazed into each others eyes for a little while as Kylo started to wrap his arms around your waist and tug you closer to him so that you could rest your head on his chest. Which you did, allowing the sound of his heart beating slowly lull you back to sleep.

“I love you.” you told him as your eyelids began to grow heavier and heavier, letting your body nestle into his even more than it already was.

He planted a soft kiss to your temple and let his arms reclaim their spot around your waist now that you were comfortable, “I love you too, angel.” he whispered into your ear, not wanting to stop you from getting the rest you truly deserved.

And as you fell asleep once again, a soft smile rolled out across your lips. Kylo had also started to smile while he fell asleep and even though you could not see it, he still let that feeling of happiness take over his usually cold features.

a/n: btw i am aware of the fact that the person who sent me this request has sent the same request to several other writers.

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A Ripple In Space

This was a new kind of power, and he couldn’t get enough of it. 

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Kylo Ren x fem.reader

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He takes a moment watching you get escorted before turning his heels back inside. He had a meeting with the council today. One he painfully doesn't want to attend. Especially since he can't seem focus at the moment. He felt angry and agitated but didn't understand why. Nervously, he paced around the living room. Nothing was working like he’d hope and feeling stupid for the way he was acting with you. So reckless and impulsive, just like a child. You were simply a poor girl coming from a random planet nobody had heard about. Why was he so curious about you?  

He takes a series of deep breaths attempting to calm himself down. I must stay focused, he tells himself. I need to know who she really is. He grunts, pushing the side of the com-link on his arm, ‘’I need someone to interrogate prisoner 226 and keep an eye on her. ‘’ Receiving a single beep as confirmation, he doesn't waste time and gets ready to leave. 

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He was trapped in endless meetings all morning. His day was getting worse by the hour. He finally gets a moment to himself as he's now navigating the corridors leading to his office. The council kept telling him that he grew weak since the previous attacks on the First Order base. Pressuring our supreme leader to put a stop to this nonsense before it's too late. He needs to learn more about the rebel's operations and tactics. Hopefully the interrogation he set up with you will be fruitful. He knew that they were right. Something was off and it was troubling his mind. He could sense it. The rage was consuming him more and more every day ever since he met you. Normally that'd be a good thing but this, this was torture. He had almost lost control of himself twice with you now. How could he let that happen? His mind was slowly drifting back to his morning with you. The way your doe eyes were looking at him. Lips shiny and trembling. She's so beautiful and I'm.. Urgh, I'm so stupid, she's, my prisoner. what was I thinking?? He rolled his hand into fist, annoyed that his first kiss was with someone who hated him, but he couldn't resist. How could he? You were there, just being so good.. He knew the implications of joining the dark side, especially in his rank. He knew that he couldn't really be with someone and didn’t care about those types of connections anyway. So why was he so taken with you? Lost in his thoughts, he hears a scream coming from the end of the hallway. 

‘’I told you, I’m no one!’’ he hears the woman shouting. 

“We know you're a jedi, tell us the truth! ‘’ followed by a synthetic voice, 

‘’I’m not. I told you, you have the wrong person. I just own a shop that’s- Arggh! ‘’ 

Recognizing the familiar voice in distress, our supreme leader walks towards the interrogation room with a pinch inside his chest. Opening the door in a quick motion, he immediately draws his mask on a stormtrooper now frozen in place. The guard had his white gloves smeared with fresh blood. With the pinching becoming more apparent, he moves his eyes to you. Seeing you on a platform with both wrists and legs tied, he quickly noticed the pain in your red glassy eyes followed by the deep cut on your arm tearing the light fabric of your shirt. Rage starts to boil inside him and within a fraction of a second, he snaps. Extending his arm to strangle the man. Levitating him almost to the ceiling. ‘’What are you doing !?’’ his voice sounding deeper than usual through the modulator. 

The trooper was in shock, not knowing what he did wrong. ‘’I’m ju, just following orders.. ren.. sir..’’ trying to respond with his lungs begging for air. 

‘’I never mentioned torture, not only are you are torturing my guest but you’re also taking decisions on them without my permission!’’ Taking his grip off the guard, makes him fall to the ground. ‘’Let it be known that I’m the Supreme Leader and I decide what goes on my ship!’’ stating as he moved his hand, dragging the soldier across the floor and into the hallway. The soldier quickly gets back on his feet before running away as fast as he possibly can. Meanwhile, you could see the supreme leader moving two fingers across his chest in your direction. Followed by a strong click from the restraints unlocking as you watch him turn around. 

You were in confused, what just happened? Did he just save me from his own men? You follow him while still being careful. Staying a few feet away, afraid of his explosive temper. He was hard to read. Especially with his helmet on. His body was rigid and stiff as he was urgently moving through the corridors. His cloak grazing the ground behind him as he carried himself like nothing could touch him.  

Recognizing the path, you're quickly moving back to his quarters. Once inside, you could only see his back while a hand unclips the weapon on his hip. The one that you’ve learned to avoid and fear. What is he doing? You wondered, and as if he could hear your mind, he extends his arm in a quick motion before powering it. The red vibrating beam was reflecting its light onto the walls. He grabs the lightsaber with both hands before letting out a loud grunt. With a single movement, he effortlessly slashed the couch in front of him. The action was not anticipated. Making you gasp with fear as you stumble on your feet walking backwards.  

Hearing something behind him, he abruptly turns around. In a split second, you feel the radiating heat of the blade that is now pointed straight at you. Seeing the terror in your eyes, he closes the weapon quickly. ‘’Why are you following me?’’ 

You looked up to him, still sitting on the ground as you try to swallow and come back to your senses, ‘’you dismissed my guard, I-I’m a prisoner..’’  

He stays silent, simply staring at you from afar. Being too scared of him, you don’t dare to move from your spot. After a moment he begins to walk slowly to you, giving you his hand to take. As you do, he pulls you slowly back on your feet. “You’re not my prisoner, you’re my guest.’’ he says voice low and calm. He didn’t know why he stopped the guard from doing his job. However, he knew he didn’t want to see you hurt or scared again. Something was pulling him to you and until he figures it out, he needed to make sure you were safe. ‘’You can stay here.’’ saying as he tilts his helmet slightly, ‘’no one ever comes here except me.’’ 

Confused, you asked, “here?’’ 

‘’Yes, this my place, you will be safe. You can do as you please, I don’t spend much time here-’’ 

Intrigued you have your questions, ‘’what about when you are?’’ 

‘’What about it?’’ 

‘’Well, where are you going to sleep? Last time-’’ 

He cuts you right off, “I will not overstep again. Like I said, you are safe here.’’ 

You raise your eyebrow, ‘’enhen..’’ 

‘’What?’’ he asked sounding slightly annoyed. Your eyes move to the gutted couch, and he does the same before looking back to you. ‘’Look, I simply request that you come back here.’’ 

‘’What do you mean by come back?’’ now this is getting interesting..  

You could see him nervously fidgeting with the tip of his gloved fingers. ‘’You are free to roam the ship as you want but, I want you to come back here whenever you’re not. It’s the only place I know no one will..’’ 

‘’Fine, I'll do it.’’ Thinking it’s a pretty good deal.  

He nods and you both stay in silence for a moment not knowing where to go from here. He's a strange man indeed you tell yourself. You don't know where this new ‘freedom’ will lead you but you're sure as hell happy to have it. 

Looking at your arm, he points his finger to your cut. ‘’You should wash before it gets infected.’’ 

Lowering your gaze, you noticed the tear in your sleeve covered in blood. The adrenaline wasn't totally gone yet. Barely feeling the pain of your injury. ‘’I'll go take a shower.’’ You say louder than you would've liked as you walked clumsily to the fresher. 

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After your shower, you’re thinking about your new deal as you put your clothes back on. You knew you were not really a guest here. That you were just an inmate with an upgrade but for now, this was good. Really fucking good. Walking out the bathroom, you spot a bottle of bacta spray sitting on the counter. As you go to reach it, you see him sitting on the couch. Grabbing the bacta, you spray your wound before moving in his direction, ‘’can I sit?’’ You asked timidly. He turns his helmet slowly to you before turning it back to silently stare at the wall in front of him. Taking it as a yes, you sit. “What happened?’’ your voice was soft and compassionate as you try to make sense of his outburst.  

He turns to you, taken aback by your sudden interest in him. It's quite unusual for people here to ask questions about himself. It genuinely surprised him that someone like you would want to know more about him. At the same time, if he talks to you, maybe you'd trust him more and maybe, even give him the information he needs. He sighed, ‘’Rebels are attacking our base; the council needs me to take care of it.’’ He looks to you as he breathes in deep, ‘’Some are saying that the jedis are at fault, tweaking their way slowly in using the rebels. It happened in the past.’’ 

You try to keep an open mind. Although, you were not really a fan of the first order. Especially since they literally kidnapped you and kept you imprisoned on their ship. But you also figured that if you were on his good grace, maybe it would make it easier to escape.. You nod, trying to be understanding. You didn’t know what to say or do and so, you gently place a supporting hand on his thigh. Giving him a genuine smile from the corner of your lips. He clears his throat as he nervously adjusts himself in the seat. The movement is subtle but gives you the opportunity to smell him. Leather and blaster dust you tell yourself closing your eyes to the scent. He noticed, tugging his gloves off before gently putting his bare hand on yours. Feeling it warm and damp from the trapped heat. 

Maybe it’s the proximity or maybe it’s the curiosity, but it makes you feel the same electricity you felt earlier this morning. Even if you know it's probably a bad idea, you give his thigh a soft squeeze, which makes his legs twitch in response. Moving slowly closer to him, you test the grounds carefully, but he doesn’t stop you. With hesitation, you bring your hands underneath his helmet. Shyly pulling it off his head. You didn’t know how to act around him. He was truly unpredictable. Still, there was something so strange and strong pulling you to him. You didn’t know what it was, but you couldn't ignore it any longer. 

As you removed the helmet, his hair was a little flatten on the top while strands of it were framing his face. He looked at you almost scared. His small eyes searching for yours, unsure of what to do next. Maker why is he so gorgeous.. 

The truth is, he knew what he wanted. He just wasn't sure if you wanted the same.  

You noticed his chest moving more rapidly as you lean forward to his plump lips. Still thinking of his previous failed attempt, he doesn’t dare to move. Giving you the space to make the first steps. Well, that's what he wanted to do, but upon seeing you wanting him this way wakes something new inside him.  

Moving forward, he grabs your waist pulling you onto him. His hands were now digging into your flesh. Gripping your hips firmly as if he was afraid, you'd run away. Lips slightly parted, your eyes were anxiously staring at him. He was quite a tall man and with that came the rest. You were literally being swallowed while his arms were wrapping your body whole. You could feel the muscles of his arms and chest, twitching and contracting as he holds you in place. ‘’Have you ever..’’ your blood ran cold as you asked the question. In a simple movement he shakes his head making you reply, ‘’me neither.’’ 

A curve on his lips forms a muted smirk, moving his gaze back on your lips. He leans forward, brushing them softly with his. Immediately, you close your eyes to his plush pout pushing against yours, hearing him breath harsher and heavier. His fingers come to knead your flesh as he gave in more. You couldn't resist bringing your hand to his chest. Feeling his warmth coming through the thick fabric of his uniform. Smiling slightly, he continues to discover you. Slowly bringing his hands to your belly before fully going under your shirt. You gasp feeling his thick fingers passing carefully on the sides of your rib cage. Going higher to hold both of your tits in the palm of his hands as he massaged them gently. You keep your eyes closed while he opens his. You were already feeling waves of pleasure coming in between your legs.  

He couldn't take his eyes off you. Studying your every expression as he lightly caresses his thumbs over your nipples. You feel him twitch and getting harder on your mount as you're getting lost in pleasure. As a result, you slowly start to grind yourself on his hardness. Although, all that friction only makes him want you even more. Hearing him exhales sharply at the motion before he stops you mid stroke. Holding your hips in place, he moves his upwards as he strokes your pussy over the clothes with his length. He lets out a few short breaths before taking a hold of your thighs. Pressing them tightly to his body as he rose from the ruined sofa.  

“Woah-” You instantly open your eyes wider, gripping yourself firm on his arm and shoulder to the sudden action. He doesn't stop. Kissing your neck as he brings you to the bedroom. Once inside, he crouches down in front of the mattress, dropping you smoothly on its edge to unclip his cape. 

Oh, it’s really happening..  

You were now observing him unbutton his stiff jacket. Swallowing dry as you wait for him to come back to you. You couldn't stop looking at his chest. Now noticing the definition of his muscles through the thinner fabric. He moves down, looking into your eye as he removed your bottom. You follow by coming forward to his waist and begin to unbuckle his belt while he takes a deep nervous breath through his nose. Moving his hands anxiously to undo his pants, you bring yours to roll his shirt up. You can sense his stomach contracting as you pull it completely over his head. At this point you know where this is going and so you just remove the rest of your clothes. As you remove the last piece you notice that he hasn't moved at all. Maker, why is he looking at me like that? His eyes were glued to you. You can't help but feel small as he's staring in silence. There's nowhere to hide from your shyness.  

He seemed to notice your nervousness. Passing the tip of his finger on your cheek. “You're, so beautiful..�� he says, bringing both hands to his waist to remove the last piece of clothing covering him. You were a little stunned. It was bigger than what you imagined but you don't have time to react as he comes closer to grab your waist. Pushing you further into the bed before hovering you. You can feel his hair tickling and dancing on your cheek as he's kissing you tongue deep. Humming with anticipation he brings his hand back to your breast. Automatically, you close your eyes to his big hand squeezing and massaging your tit with his fingers. Slowly getting more comfortable with his touch on your body. You feel them going down, grazing alongside your stomach before abruptly stopping to your mount. You can sense how nervous he is in his halt. Smiling softly, you take his hand as you guide him further down. Giving him permission to touch you however he wishes to.  

His bottom lip twitched as he pulls himself back slightly. Wanting to watch you as he caresses and explore you further. He lightly brushes his thick fingers on your swollen lips, observing you with his mouth slightly open. You look so good, so perfect in his hands he thought to himself. After what felt like forever, he slowly pushes his fingers at your entrance. Making you instantly embarrassed on how quick you were coating them. They were gliding against your walls so effortlessly, sucking them in as you begin to let out some low vibrating moans. He pumps them a few times before passing them in between your folds. “T-that, feels, so good..” you purred out unable to control your breathing.  

“Yeah?” His eyes were locked on you as he watches your body twist with pleasure under him. This was a new kind of power, and he couldn’t get enough of it. Coming closer, he puts his arms on your sides before placing himself in between your legs. You stared at each other nervously when you feel him push the tip of his cock against your entrance moving slowly in. Making you inhale sharply at his length entering you. 

“Is this, okay?” He asks voice dry, almost out of breath.  

“Yes please, I want to” you answered half in pain, half begging. Not making you wait any longer, he begins to move slow as his eyes were admiring yours. It doesn’t take time for your juices to cover his length fully, making you both pant harder to the wet, hot, gliding sensation. His cock was so soft and thick, filling your pussy full like it was made for it. He comes back to kiss you while he begins thrust in and out in a faster pace. His tongue coming through his plump lips, caressing yours desperately. As if he needed this, needed you. He wants to know more of you, all of you.. Now growling low, he grinds his hips harder. Your moans are becoming louder as you feel the electric waves inside your belly. And then it happens again, the pulsing energy around his shape. It’s faint, like a breeze passing through your nerves. His voice trembles, “can I-’’  

You nod, cutting him off. Knowing exactly what he’s going to ask, “-yes, yes please..” 

He moves his face into your neck, sucking lazily on it as he now pounds in harder. Meanwhile his hands were holding the side of your face and hip. Not being able to hold it in any longer, you whine as you finally cum around him. Feeling gusts of air in your neck. He pants himself to his sweet relief. Cumming with an explosive grunt in your ear. 

He brings his hand to your face. Looking at you from the side while his head still rests in your neck. He brushed the tip of his fingers lightly over your lips. Making you naturally open them slightly to his touch. ‘’You’re truly beautiful’’ Hearing him say low and raspy. 

Moving to face him, you slide his cock out before resting on your side. He holds the side of your face in his hand, coming closer for a kiss. As he’s breathing in hard though his nose, he moves his hand to your waist, “Come” he says pulling himself up before taking your hands to help you rise from the bed. Guiding you to the fresher.  

He gets two towels out of the cabinet and turns the shower on. You were enjoying the water running on your body. Sensing an arm grabbing your waist from behind as he moves the other to take your breast. You instantly drop your head back to his chest, giving yourself to his touch. His body was steady, and firm compared to his soft fingers caressing your body.  

He wanted to make you feel good, knowing it might be the first and last time you ever let him touch you this way. His thick fingers now moving lower, he grabs your poured out slick to circle your clit. Making you part your legs to let him play with you better. You let out some whimpers as he's passing his now fully coated digits in between your folds before entering you. You gasp with your mouth fully open to the sensation as he glides the tips of them on the top of your walls. Pumping them as his thumb is still caressing your clit. The noises of your pussy sucking them in is embarrassing. You were a mess as your voice was becoming uncontrollable. Twisting yourself in his grip while feeling his chest rigid behind you. “I’m gonn-” trying to not sound too desperate.  

‘’Do,” he replies, cutting you off. He leans to the back of your neck. Giving you a gentle kiss as you whine and start losing balance. Grabbing you in time by the waist, he holds you more firmly as you bend in his grip. You hold yourself onto the shower walls as you feel your legs going numb. Cumming once more on him, breathing harshly as he continues to push in slow a couple more times. Passing his fingers gently up and down to your folds. He changes his grip as he hears your breath shaking. Giving you another kiss on the back of your head before turning you around to face him. His eyes were observing you as you pass the back of your thumb on his jaw.  

Wanting to take full advantage of the limited time he has with you. He turns around to grab a washcloth before lathering soap into it, ‘’can I?” 

You nod in response, staying still as he brings the washcloth to your body. His touch was careful and gentle as you let him discover you another way. This felt somehow more intimate than what you just did. Feeling smaller than usual but not in a bad way. Definitely not in a bad way.. He takes the shower head to rinse your body while you took another washcloth, doing the same he did. His muscles were contracting as you pass the soapy square over his chest. His breathing was heavy as you examined his skin. Which was full of small cuts and scars with some newer than others. He didn't like that, closing his eyes he squeezed his hands into fists. He was trying hard to be as compliant to you as you were with him. Being so tall and broad, you needed him to move around to be able to fully wash him. You looked into his eyes asking timidly, “can you turn?” He doesn’t move or speak as he stares at you seriously. “Please?” you finally ask softly.  

He pursed his lips without a word before turning around. Giving you now full access to it. You inhale sharply seeing the fresh cut across his back. You're trying to breathe through your nose. Slowly remembering who he truly is. Not knowing what to do or say, you stand still. Feeling your ghostly touch, he knows very well the nature of your hesitation. He turns around, taking the washcloth from your hands. Washing himself quickly before going fully under the water. Wetting his raven hair in the process. He gets out of the shower without a single eye contact. Carelessly dripping everywhere as he grabs one of the towels on his way out. 

You just knew he was hurt but you also didn’t know what to do. You get out to dry yourself, wrapping the towel around you. Walking to him calmly while he sat on the gutted couch. “I’m sorry.” You finally let out trying to be as sincere as you possibly can, but he doesn’t move. He remained still while starring to the empty space in front of him. “Please Kylo, I-I..” you plead, trying desperately to have him interact with you. He shifts his focus to you, being surprised to hear you speak his name. Now having his attention on you, you bend closer, taking his hands into yours. Gently pulling him so he would stand up. After a few tugs, he slowly follows you. You tilt your face up to meet him. “I’m sorry, I was taken by surprise” you repeated with a soft smile. Dragging him forward and back to the bedroom.  

As you get into the covers, you extend your arm, inviting him in. He takes a moment simply admiring you in his bed. Bending down, he searched through the piles of clothes on the floor. Putting on his underwear before coming to put his large shirt on your body. You give him a kiss on the cheek as he comes to lay on your side. Closing your eyes to his warmth, you settle your head on the pillow.  

He stays silent. Simply watching you get comfortable beside him. Wondering how he ended up here with you. I lost control again; he kept repeating to himself. As much as he likes being close to you, he knows it's wrong and can't keep it. No matter how much he wanted to.. 

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[barefoothighlander]

deluminate

summary: kylo ren stops at nothing to capture his target

kylo ren x fem!reader

warnings: mdni (18+), unprotected pinv, slight hunter/prey, force bondage, choking, dub con, mind reading?, creampie, idk how the force works, kidnapping?

a/n: having kylo ren brain rot so i needed to write this, i want to hear nothing about realism none of this makes sense, not proofread

Where are you.

His voice rings clear and heavy in your head, a tidal wave through the hazy ocean that was your mind, fogged and weary from his preferred methods of interrogation.

It was purely chance that you had gotten out, a fluke in timing on the account of the troopers that usually haunted your room, one small mixup in shift change and you were left unguarded for invaluable seconds.

You had no idea where you were going, simply letting your legs carry you on their own accord, twisting down hallways and turning the sharp corners of the black metal walls that made up the labyrinth of his ship.

It felt like weeks you had been locked in that room, the days fading into eachother as he searched your mind for any piece of information that could help him, reaching deep into your thoughts and fears, urging you to give up the location of the map.

Truth be told you were the last person he should’ve been asking, a minor ship technician that aided the rebellion with not the slightest inclination as to where the forces were keeping such a lucrative item.

I will find you.

The husk of his voice vibrates in you as fear sweeps your nerves, even if you did somehow outrun him, there was nowhere to go, you had no idea of the ship had landed somewhere or if it was simply tumbling through hyperspace, an eerie quiet settled in the air of the halls, only broken by the sudden hissing of pipes or clanging of armour as patrols made their way.

It didn’t make sense, how he was able to see into your mind, control your body the way he did, a simple twitch of his finger and your limbs were frozen, a nudge of his chin and he could see into your darkest thoughts, the most private and secret, held deep in your psyche for only you to see.

Why run? Come back to me and I’ll give you what you want.

A taunt, emphasized by the honey dripping from his tongue, even through the mask you can hear it. There was no trying to hide behind it, he saw right through you, that obscure primal attraction you held for him, the longing to see him beneath the cloak and mask, to feel that power on other parts of your body.

He was using it against you, like somehow he course sense the throb between your legs as his voice spoke to you, the heat that pooled as he used only his mind to restrain your body.

Sweat beaded your skin, falling in drops down your spine as you rest against a wall, legs screaming in pain, how far had you ran? There was no way to tell if you’d even gotten far, every hallway turning into another, every corner identical.

The conversation of troopers has you holding your breath, careful to keep quiet as they pass by, praying to the maker they were truly as stupid as people made them out to be.

You’re near, I can feel you.

Clasping your hand over your mouth and breathing through your nose, you turn a quick glance around the corner, no sight of the massive cloaked figure, there was no way he knew where you were, he couldn’t.

Down the hall you can see a pair of doors, if you could get in you could lock them, you’d worked on ships similar, nothing this large and nothing from the new empire but they had to have similar wiring.

You will your aching limbs to carry you the few feet toward them, slamming a palm to the panel, a whimper escaping your lips as the screen flashes red.

You drive your fist against the metal doors, willing them to open, to let you in but they don’t budge, a deferred breath falls as you rest your head against it, the cold bite of them cooling your skin.

It’s a gasp of shock that falls from your lips as the doors part, cool air rushing against your skin, how did they-

“There you are pet”

Fear strikes through your body like lightning, this time his voice sounded to close, the crackle of the mask like sparks in your ears. His presence is heavy enough that it sucks the air from your chest, a tear falling from your eye as you slump your shoulders, refusing to turn and face him.

He places a firm hand to your back, walking you forward into the room as the doors close behind you, the tell tale sound of a lock snapping into place as your legs give out, knees buckling sending you toward the hard ground.

You can hear the echo of his steps as he paces the room, damn him if he wanted to read your mind, there were no thoughts to be seen.

“It was a good effort”

Invisible arms will your body up, weak legs trying to regain balance as he emerges in front of you, dwarfing your figure.

His form sucks the life from the room, forcing you backward till your spine connects with the wall, harsh steel biting into your skin as he braces an arm beside your head.

“Are you ready to give me up?”

You shake your head, eyes refusing to look up at him,

“You know I can take whatever I want”

His gloved hand presses to your throat, holding you to the wall as an unseen force binds your hands above your head, leaving you at his will.

“Is this not what you wanted? I’ve heard every thought you’ve had, they’re very loud”

You squeeze your eyes shut at the words, your throat bobbing under his grip.

“I’ve seen what you dream of, how you want to be touched by me, it’s.. obscene, the way you offer yourself up on a platter”

There’s nothing you can do, he has you at his will, a simple prayer to the maker that he’d atleast bestow some form of mercy upon you.

“Do you want to see what I think about?”

His voice is gruff, laced with threat as his fingers squeeze your pulse point.

“Open your eyes”

You obey, parting your wet lashes to look at him, staring deep into the black visor as he watches you, you struggle in his grip as the force on your hands tightens.

He reaches his free hand to his neck, a hissing sound filling the air as the chin of the mask parts, the black helmet rising on his form to reveal his face.

Every sense in your body betrays you at the sight of him, obsidian hair that curls around his pale face, his cheeks flush from the exertion of power as plush lips and dark eyes stare back at you.

He closes his eyes, tilting his chin toward you as he wills his thoughts to yours, flooding your mind with images.

He too had thought about you, your naked body in front of him, legs parted and sex on display as you writhe against the sheets, the tip of his nose nudging against your swollen bud as he feasts on you.

The image sense shockwaves to your core, heat pooling as he continues to show you yourself, bent over a table, your ass arched in the air for him as his cock drives deep into you, practically forcing the air from your lungs with every thrust.

It’s too much, the visions, it feels too real, your skin flushing as he pulls back, his dark gaze glued to you.

“Do you see pet, what you do to me, why I could never let you run away”

He releases one of your hands, gripping your wrist as he drags it to his groin, forcing your digits to cup his length as he grunts. Even through the thick cloth of his pants you can feel his size, massive and pulsing, like pure iron in your weak grip.

You part your lips in shock as he grinds his hips into your palm, his hand on your throat tensing.

“Don’t shy away now, not when you’re so close to getting what you want”

Another grind of his hips has your fingers squeezing his bulge, a primal grin forming on his lips as he ducks his head next to yours.

“That’s it, give yourself over”

His breath ghosts over your ear, tingling the hair on your neck as his teeth dig into your earlobe, nipping at the skin.

His fingers creep over your stomach, inching down toward the pulse that’s settled between your thighs, strong hands tugging at your bottoms as the skin of your ass is revealed, the cool air hitting it.

He cups your sex with his palm, grinding the leather of his glove against your aching bud, cheeks heating as the sound of your slick fills the room.

“So wet for me already”

His words give rise to a tinge of embarrassment in your face as you roll your hips into his hand, searching for the contact against your clit as his cock strains against his pants.

“M’gonna drive my cock so deep into you, there won’t be any thoughts for me to read”

The threat has your core aching, clenching around nothing as he rips his hand from you, the black fabric of his gloves glistening in your slick as he raises a hand.

His free hand moves to loosen his pants, biting back a groan as his cock springs free from the fabric, keeping his eyes on yours as he fists it, the harsh rub of his glove rough against the skin of his shaft.

“Open your mouth”

You move to reach a hand for him but it’s pulls to the wall with that same invisible force, keeping you flat to the metal as it digs into your spine.

“I said open”

You obey, parting your lips slightly to allow his fingers to tease around the flesh, pushing past your teeth to flatten against your tongue.

Swirling the muscle around the digits, the bitter taste of leather mixed with the sweetness of your own slick dripping down your throat as he forces the fingers deeper.

He teases the head of his cock through your folds forcing your eyes shut as you hum around his fingers.

“You’re gonna take every last inch, and you’re gonna keep your eyes on me”

Parting your lids in a haze your teeth dig into his fingers as he pushes in, one swift motion has his cock stuffing you full, forcing your cunt to adapt to the stretch of him.

The angle has him dipping below you, forcing his cock upward as he thrusts, the head of it grinding against that sweet spot into you as it drags against your soaked walls.

“That’s it, eyes on me pet”

His fingers tilt your chin to face him, eyes clouded in lust as you watch him bite back his grunts. His hand grips at your thighs, tugging them around his waist as he lifts you higher against the wall, length driving into you, forcing your body to collide with the hard metal behind you with every thrust.

“Wanted this since I first saw you”

The words come through gritted teeth, your eyes drifting to where the two of you meet, his hand withdrawals from your mouth allowing you to suck in a breath before it makes contact with your throat, pinning your neck to the wall.

“I said eyes on me”

It’s a struggle to even keep them open as his cock splits you in half, feeling impossibly full from him, the base of his length grinding against your clot with every stroke.

Your legs lock around his back, holding him to you as you roll your hips into him, meeting every thrust. A grin plasters his face at the sight, using his hand to tear at your shirt, the lose fabric falling around you as your breasts are revealed, nipples peaked from the cold air.

Like a beast to its prey he eyes your form, bound and free for his taking, he leans down, his teeth closing around a nipple eliciting a yelp from you as he nips at the skin, flicking his tongue over it.

“So good for me, letting me take you however I want”

Heat rises in your chest, it was true, he could have you, the sight of him alone that first day had your thoughts betraying you, his form oozing power and command.

You snap from your thoughts as an unseen pressure hits your clit, rubbing against the bud in a perfect pressure that has your back arching against the wall, pushing your breasts further into him.

It’s obscene the noises the flood the room, the sound of his skin slapping against yours mixed with the wracked moans that escape you, he peers down, his jaw slack at the sight of your pussy swallowing him whole with every thrust.

“Never gonna let you go pet, you’ll stay here with me, as my little play thing”

The words sting your chest, the thought of remaining captive to the man who could invade your very soul, but the feeling of his cock driving into you is too tempting, feels to good, the pleasure blooming from your core has you nodding”

“You’d like that wouldn’t you, letting me stuff this little pussy everynight, getting used by me, fucking slut”

That invisible hand flicks against your clit as his cock drives deep into your walls, your legs tightening around him as your push squeezes him, keeping him inside you, letting your orgasm rip through your bones.

As your high lowers you open your eyes, straight to his gaze, his hair sticking to his forehead in a sheen of sweat as the slightest pink tints his cheeks, his cock sliding into your drenched walls.

In a second he slams his lips to yours, swallowing your moans as he pounds into you, hard enough that the grind of your back against the wall was sure to leave you sore.

His hand meets the flesh of your ass, squeezing the muscle with force as he holds your body to him, allowing his cock impossibly deep as he buries it inside you, his hips staggering with each thrust.

“Say you’re mine, fuck, say it”

He leans his head back, lowering it to your shoulder as his teeth dig into the flesh, tears pricking your eyes as your muscles scream.

“I’m yours”

The words trigger something in him, a growl from his chest vibrates against your skin as he spills inside you, the warmth spreading in your core as he moves his coco slowly inside you, shallow thrusts to force his cum deeper.

He holds your body to him, the force on your hands gone, allowing the now sleeping muscles to drop to his shoulders, your fingers splayed over the rough fabric of his cape as his breaths ghost over your skin.

“You’re mine”

The haze of it wares on you, your mind weakened from the combination of everything as your body fights to regain its strength, held up only by his body.

Slowly he pulls his cock from you, allowing his spend to drop down your thighs as his hands keep you still. His eyes glued to yours as he watches you wince from the loss of contact, a hand settling on your cheek, the leather dragging against the thin layer of sweat on the flesh.

He bites back the words in his throat as he closes his eyes, his fingers flexing against your skin as your mind goes blank.

You wake in a dark room, legs bare against the black sheets that have settled atop them, your chest covered only by the large cloth of a shirt, you can feel the soreness from earlier already settling into your body as you sit up, trying to look around.

There’s a stream of starts outside the large window, the only light in the room as you squint to see, it was some sort of bedroom, the furniture below you soft and cushioned, you were in a bed.

Turning to your left you can see the light shine on his pale skin, the expanse of his back visible, alongside the pink pines of scars the adorned it, his dark hair blending into the sheets as his body rised slightly with every breath.

You were in his bedroom, his private quarters, in his bed, shock hits you all at once, every nerve in your body telling you that you shouldn’t be there, but he had brought you there, changed your clothes as set you beside him in bed.

He had stripped off his cloak and leathers, tucked away the facade of Kylo Ren and went to bed, beside you.

Running a soft hand over the curve of his spine you feel him twitch, his breath remaining slow, he was still asleep, he didn’t look like that large beast that invaded your thoughts like this, he was softer, calmer.

The sheets are soft as you slip back below them, turning to your side to face him, watching his skin flow under the streaming stars as your eye slide grow heavier, drawing you back into sleep.

[melodygatesauthor]

Since I know my baby loves Kylo Ren, let’s do smut prompt 33 “Oh, can you feel this?”

Inappropriate Use of the Force

Kylo Ren X Reader

Yes bb I DO love Kylo teehee. Just look at him! The hair, the eyebrows, all of it. Can't get enough haha. Thank you for the prompt <3 This also means that I've now officially written one prompt for each blorbo! Yay!

Tags/Warnings: NSFW, smut, p in v creampie, literal inappropriate use of the Force

Word Count: 486

“Yes, just like that.” Kylo groaned, fucking into your mouth.

You gagged over his large cock, feeling the girth stretching your lips. You held on to his hips for stability, gripping tightly. He was guiding you, hand on the side of your head. He brushed your cheek with his thumb softly. No matter how cruel he could be, he had a way of making you feel like you were the only thing that mattered in the whole galaxy.

You reached down between your legs, feeling your own arousal becoming unbearable. You plunged your fingers deep into your slick cunt, sliding them over your walls. Kylo looked down at you and smirked.

“What a desperate, needy little thing you are.” He cooed, never stopping his churning into your throat.

You saw his free hand start moving very slightly. You suddenly felt your hands, against their will, pinned behind your back firmly. You groaned over his length.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you get what you need.” He was still carrying an air of amusement in his tone, “can you feel this?”

He continued shifting his fingers, and very quickly you felt something invisible and phallic filling your soaking wet channel. You pulled your mouth off his cock, expelling a loud moan into the room before he forced you back over it.

“Oh yes, it looks like you can.”

You were making a slew of primal sounds while you continued pleasing him. He continued moving the unseen cock deep inside of you, sliding it over your walls. You felt something else, another invisible Force snaking up your inner thigh and circling around your clit.

You squealed around his shaft, forcing a barely audible moan from his lips. Of course this would drive him crazy, seeing you, a completely muffled and moaning mess by his hand. It was an odd, but indescribably wonderful sensation to have your hole filled and clitoris flicked over while sucking Kylo Ren’s thick cock. 

“Are you satisfied now?” He asked, exhaling sharply while you continued gagging over him.

All you could do was make an incoherent noise of approval while he kept going. At this rate, you weren’t going to last much longer, and by the way his cock was getting harder, you could tell he was close too. Within just moments, he was coming down your throat in thick, hot spurts.

He released your head, and you fell back to the ground, a moaning, wet mess while the invisible cock continued fucking you through your own orgasm. You had to scream, begging him to release you as you squirmed from oversensitivity until finally he let you go, collapsing into a heap on the floor.

He walked over and stood next to you, towering.

“Go clean yourself up, unless you want to meet with the Supreme Council looking like that?” One of his eyebrows quirked upward at the thought.

You smirked, “maybe I do.”

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[thesirenbanshee]

Hello, my Reylo beauties! Here is “Chapter 1” of my new fic, written for the Twilight Zone Reylo Collection II. It’s inspired by both the Twilight Zone Tower of Terror ride at Disney and the Elevator Game you might’ve seen on the Internet. 🖤🤍

TITLE: Elevator to Another Dimension

RATING: Explicit

SUMMARY:

“Long ago, on a stormy night much like this, movie star Ben Solo disappeared after lightning struck the elevator shaft of the Twilight Tower Hotel. Ever since then, the allegedly haunted hotel has sat closed, unwanted, and abandoned. But now, decades later, the hotel is to be renovated. Rey, a lover of classic Ben Solo films, has been tasked with bringing the broken-down elevator back to life.

What secrets does the old elevator hold? And what really happened to Ben Solo all those years ago? When she steps inside the elevator, Rey just might discover that elevators can take you to more than different floors in a building. In fact, elevators may actually have the ability to transport you to . . . another dimension.”

[driverstoriesdaily]

REN’S GIRL. 

(Summary- You are Vicrul’s little sister and the Knights of Ren Tour Manager. You are hiding a big secret. You have been secretly in love with Kylo Ren since you can remember. Sadly, it is a one-sided love and after he gets drunk and kisses you. You make it your mission to fall out of love with him.)

CHAPTER 5 - REJECTION?

The band parked the bus right next to the Millenium Falcon in the shed. Han was happy to have his son home but at the same time seemed mad at him. Ben had been home a grand total of 5 minutes and already he had enough of his father.  "What did you do this time Ben?" Leia asked, her voice laced with disappointment. "Why is it always something that BEN does.?" He asks angrily. "Tell us them why Y/N has been sleeping on our couch the past 2 days?" "She's here now?" Ben asked, excitement rushing through him. "Just missed her, Lando took her home. She wanted to go home, despite us telling her it was fine for her to stay." Han said passing a beer to his son. "I'll go check her. Probably best for me to see her first." Vicrul says smiling as he left.  An hour passed and Vicrul came back alone. "Where is she?" "What do you mean Lando dropped her home." Leia said looking at Lando. "I watched her go inside, I swear" Lando says getting up and grabbing his keys. "Well, I went inside, the entire house is empty, she isn't there. All the rooms are empty and Kylo's, your room is trashed." "Ah fuck." He growls. "I have checked the usual spots, but I have no idea where she could have gone. She must still be in the area, her bags are still there, her stuff is there." "Can anyone think of a spot that she might have gone" Kuruk says.  By now they all up and grabbing coats and keys, ready to head out and look. "I know of one that was our little hiding spot." "Where Ben?" Han asks grabbing his son's shoulders.  "The old, abandoned casino. It was the one spot I would go when I was pissed off at you." "That thing is a death trap, we have to get to her now before something happens." "Ben, Vicrul, Cardo go with Leia. The rest of us will stay here and wait for you to call us if she isn't there." ABANDONED CASINO.

You remember the day when you found Ben sitting in this very spot, smoking after one of the many fights he had with his parents. You followed him up here, knowing it was dangerous, but you couldn't let him go alone.

And ten years later, it was your turn to sit here and be moody and pissed off. After Lando dropped you home, the house seemed too big, to quiet, you hated it now. Kylo's scent still plagued your senses, being at his folk's house didn't help, the shirt you wore was his, but you couldn't find the courage to take it off. 

You let your feet dangle back and forth, the ground seem so far from you right now. The wind blew at that moment, making the entire building groan, and make eerie ghost like noises throughout the empty halls.  The wind just so happens to conceal the sound of tires coming up the hill.  KYLO POV

Kylo got out of the car first and made his way to you. He knew the single spot you would be. Leaving the others at the car he made his way to you. His feet taking two steps at a time just to reach you. He caught his breath when he finally spotted you, sitting on the edge, arms linked over the old railings.  "You know that you shouldn't be here" Kylo echoed the same words you spoke to him when you found him. He was hoping you would turn to face him, but nothing, not a single reaction to his presence. "Y/N please." Kylo begged. " I am sorry for what I said. I was so mad at you and I didn't know why until Cardo and the guys filled me in" "It's ok. Your'e forgiven." You say as you get up and turn to leave. "Please look at me Y/n. I need you to know how I feel." Kylo looks down and notices the bandage on your hand. He reaches out to grab it but you pull your hand away in time "Don't. You don't get to come here and say your sorry and tell me I need to know how you feel." You say turning to him, eyes red, puffy and wet from trying to hold the tears back. "You should have not come home at all. Not until the tour was over. I will have to contact them now and explain your lateness." "We've already handled it, we have three days free. We have hidden the bus next to the Falcon. No-one knows we are here." He watches you closely.  You look like you want to run. Kylo takes a step towards you, when you don't retreat, he takes another and another until he is standing in front of you. His finger tilts your chin up to him, his thumb wipes away at the tear streak.

"I am sorry for that drunk night months ago. I should have whispered your name like I wanted too so badly." "You remember that?" You're taken back.  "Of course. I may have been drunk, but I wasn't completely out to it." "So instead, you said her name. Your exes name over mine. I would have loved for you to whisper my name. Hearing my name leaving you lips I would have given into the feelings that I have had since I was a teenager.

"You broke me." Kylo got down on his knees, " I am here begging you for forgiveness. I will continue to beg every day until you truly forgive me. I love you Y/N, I think I have been in love with you since the very beginning, but you were my band mate's sister, you should have been off-limits. So, I dated bimbos to dull the feelings I have for you. Please tell me that in the last 4 months you have not fallen out love with me." You stare down at the man kneeling. Here he is, begging you, admitting his feelings for you, finally after all this time. The love you have for him isn't one sided, but it doesn't feel like it should.  "I want to believe you, I really do.... It's just at this moment I am hurting." Kylo stood up, " I will always ask for forgiveness from you, every day from now until eternity, if you will have me." Your heart ached to move yourself into his arms and hold on to him and not let go but your brain it was telling you to take it slow, no rushing, work it out. Kylo got up off the floor, dusted his pants off and looked at you. "I need time to think. All this is happening so suddenly, my heart and mind are at wars with each other." "I understand. How about we head home, the guys are worried about you, as I am, and this place isn't the safest to talk in." The wind came back, and you could have sworn you felt the building move, "For once you are right."  Kylo let you pass him on the way out, when you saw your brother, he watched you run to his arms and despite you trying to hide the fact that you were crying he could hear the soft sobs coming from you. Vicrul stared at Kylo shaking his head, Kylo knew that it should be him comforting you but for the time being he had to let you get the comfort from your brother. Cardo patted you on the back as you piled back into his mother car. You sat between your brother and Cardo, Kylo was up front with Leia. You rested your head on you brother's shoulder, it felt good to have him home.  Leia pulled into the garage at their home and one by one you got out and were greeted by everyone. Hans checked you over and had some stern words to you about going to that casino. You apologized and hugged him, swearing to never go there again. Kylo kept his distance for the time being, he seemed ok for the time being, you both knew that you had to talk about this, but for tonight it was just nice to be here with family and friends. 

[youshotfirst]

Chapter Three: The Market

Or start from the beginning…

Fic Synopsis: Rey has lived in Jakku, a small shore town known for its quiet beaches and even quieter winters, for her entire life. After a seemingly harmless date with a stranger goes terribly awry, Rey will learn they have a lot more in common than their undeniable attraction to one another. A month later, a twist in fate, a winter rental and a rescue dog will bring them closer together than ever.

[holdmytesseract]

Last chance to send something in for the Campfire Sleepover, guys! 🏕🤗

[buffshipper8490]

Rating: EXPLICIT

Summary: Rey and Kylo Ren share a night of intimacy and passion through the power of their Force Bond

Excerpt

One night in a blur of days, Kylo Ren shifted uneasily in his bed, tossing and turning. He rolled to his side, and his large arm bumped into a form.

A sigh and a soft snore.

He flinched awake. He was still in his quarters, but he was not alone.

It was her. It was Rey. She slept on her side, no blanket. Wherever she was, it must have been warm enough that she didn't need it.

She was dressed simply: her off-white sleeveless shirt, her calf length pants. She was barefoot, her belt and torso scarf elsewhere, beyond his sight.

A breeze gently blew her hair from where she lay. It wasn't from the stale air of his chambers: she must have been outside or somewhere similar.

Not for the first time, Kylo wondered to himself why the Force was connecting them, especially when they were sleeping. Well, while she was sleeping. Kylo never rested soundly enough to sleep properly.

Or perhaps he was sleeping, and this was all a dream...

Likes ❤️ and Reblogs 🔁 are much appreciated!

[saltyseazdgx]

Alright kylux/former kylux ppl. I need your help.

I've been trying to remember what book these details are from (screenshotted from my "what is the name of this book" post on Goodreads) and then it occurred to me - what if the reason I can't find it is because IT'S A FANFIC??

SO. Does anyone recall a kylux fic with these details??? Please let me know!!

(I primarily read fics on AO3 from 2016-2021)

[beskarinhyperspace]

A Ripple In Space

I just want to know you more. 

More Chapters | MASTERLIST

4. Viper 

*Mature, Explicit, NSFW*

Kylo Ren x fem.reader

WC  6k  *Canon Divergence, angst, slow burn, soft dom, hurt/comfort

As you softly open your eyes to the low humming of the ship. You move your hand to the rest of the empty mattress. Realizing that you are indeed alone. Fully opening them, you quickly start to remember where you were. 

Oh maker, I'm in his room.. 

Now fully awake at the realization, you slowly remember the previous night, having a hard time processing it. Your chest was suddenly moving quicker, knowing how much of a traitor this was making you. You were an ally to the jedis and to the resistance. Just like your parents were before you and you just slept with Kylo fucking Ren.. As you pass your hands in your hair trying to recollect yourself, you let out a deep sigh. You had just woken up and were already feeling drained. 

You finally calmed down and glanced at his empty pillow. Which gave you an instant pinch in your chest, and just like that, you can't stop your mind from going back to his soft and plumped lips. Twitching as he was moving closer. His eyes, deeply looking at you with desire. How could someone be so violent and yet this gentle? Thinking back on how the rage was consuming him as he previously choked the guard. The horror you felt seeing him igniting the red beam of his sword. The one that brought so much destruction and fear across the galaxy. 

It doesn't take long for you to hear your stomach growl. Finally getting up and out of the bed, you move slowly to the kitchen. Living life on a ship was truly a different experience than the one you had on land. You miss the warmth of the sun on your bare legs in the morning. Sunbathing on the balcony with your caf in hand. Here, the air is recycled and for some reason it is always cold. To be completely honest with yourself, the dark colors of the ship gave you more goosebumps than the cold air.  

As you’re making some eggs on the stove behind the counter, you hear the swooshing sound of the front door opening.  

Maker he's already back. You tell yourself, not being mentally prepared to face him again. You can feel your heart beating faster as the heavy steps are coming closer to the kitchen. You see a man turning the corner with a small cart. Giving you a wave of instant relief. He was tall, with dark hair and defined features. He was not only wearing the ship’s uniform. He also had the official cap and badges completing the ensemble. You stood there like a deer caught in headlights, hair all over the place with a spatula in hand. Trying to cover your thighs as much as you can with the oversize tee you're wearing. Even behind the counter, you still felt naked. 

“Oh, I am sorry miss. I didn’t.. It's usually empty. I’m simply the cleani.. I can come back later.”  

You couldn't help but smile timidly at his anxious avoidance. ´He looks really cute’, telling yourself as you're trying to focus. “It’s okay. I’m actually new here, kind of.. You can carry on, I was going out anyway.” 

The man takes a moment, staring at you as you return to your cooking. After a moment you peek at him through the fallen hair hiding parts of your face. “Yes?” 

He clears his throat, “Isn’t it a bit late to be going to work? The day shift has already started.” 

You give him a smile before replying, “I don’t have a job, yet. Like I said, I am quite new here..” 

“Right, sorry for my intrusion.” 

“Don't mind it. I enjoy your company. It has been weeks since I've talked to an actual human being and not guards or droids.” rolling your eyes sideways. 

He walks closer to the kitchen island. “Well, I’m Henry. Nice to meet you.” Smiling as he shows you his hand to shake. 

“You can call me Viper..” moving slightly forward to shake it with yours. 

“Cool, well.. I better start if I want to live for the next 24 hours.” He breathes out as he's going through his cleaning supplies.  

“Do you know where I can find work?” 

He looks at you before answering, “Well I heard they need help in electric. Wiring, to be precise. I can give a word for you if it’s somethi-” 

“Yes! Please, I would really appreciate it.” cutting him off as you smile brightly. 

-- 

In the meantime, Kylo Ren was sitting in his office with his chair turned and facing the window. The light coming from it was softly hitting half of his face and body as he was watching the calm darkness of space. He had woken up early, not being capable of keeping himself asleep while being so close to you. He didn't want to leave the ship for duties just yet. Even though he knew absolutely nothing about you, no amount of time was enough with you. He was tested by his curiosity and now, you were all he could think about.  

I can’t keep losing control like this, trying to remind himself. He lets out a deep sigh as he rises from his chair, putting his helmet on. I’m going to be gone for a couple of weeks. That should be enough to forget about her, right? ..And her, me. 

As he’s moving through the hallways, he hears a familiar voice nearby. He halts, moving his body to the corner of the wall while listening closely. 

“Thank you for helping me clean the place that was nice of you.” A man says. 

“I told you; I enjoyed it..” The familiar voice responds gently. 

Laughing, “You must be the only one I know who does. See you around,  Viper..” As he moves away, you smile shyly to the back of him, pressing your lips together. 

A pinch in his chest makes Kylo step behind you quickly, “making friends I see.” Your blood runs cold as you hear the static of his modulated voice.  He was hovering you with his height. Looking as intimidating as the day you first saw him. His mask analyzes you as you try to keep control of yourself. You haven’t done anything wrong but somehow it felt like you did. Seeing you avoidant and playing with your shirt, makes him mad. He starts pushing you back into the wall behind you. Giving you no other choice than to fall into it. By default, you try to take as little space as you can manage between his broad arms placed on each side of your head. He had his way of making you feel small and today was no exception. “Unless he’s more than a friend..” Suggesting as he tilts his head to the side. 

“No, I was simply helping him with his tasks I swear.” answering while staring at your feet. “I don't even know him. I just met him.” 

He takes a harsh breath before removing his helmet with one hand, “look at me.” But you were too scared to look. Only give him a quick glance before returning your gaze down. “I said look at me, Viper..” Saying your name in a low, firm tone. You swallow, looking up to meet his eyes properly. They were small and dark from stress and lack of sleep. His plump lips twitching as he was staring at yours. “Viper, I have to say, it suits you well.” saying softly. “Now how does one acquire a name like that?”  

“My father gave it to me before he passed.” You say, trying your best to keep your voice steady. You didn't want to lie, but you don't want to tell the whole truth either. 

“What about the boy, mh?.. I thought we were going to be honest with one another.” 

“I met him this morning, I swear nothing happened.” you protest. 

He scowls, “well you knew nothing of me..” stating as he takes his hand to cover the side of your head before closing his eyes. As he focuses you feel the same aura and feeling you sensed while he was thrusting inside you the previous night. The white and warm light radiating around him. He was searching your mind as you randomly see memories coming to you quickly. Starting to breathe faster, you feel a drop of sweat tickling the edge of your hairline. You try to fight the invasion as much as you can, but it stops on a memory you formed this very morning. The one blushing as you saw Henry in your oversize tee. Trying to stretch the fabric down to cover your legs. Suddenly, Kylo pushes himself back, as he watches you fall on your knees.  

“You were almost naked.” he urges, his voice becoming dangerous. “What happened!?”  

“You saw what happened, why are you asking me?” saying while calming yourself down. 

“I want to hear it from you.” 

You peek at him through your fallen hair in disbelief. “He came in to clean your quarters. At first, I thought it was you. I was cooking, I thought I was alone. He presented himself and that's it. We talked about a jo-” 

“The desire..” he says angrily. 

Okay now you were extremely confused. “Desire? What desire?” 

Trying to make sense of what just happened, He takes a moment before speaking. He was used to entering people’s minds and even controlling them, but this felt weird, even for him. He was able to feel your emotions like they were his. Something he had never experienced before, and he wasn’t sure he wanted to after this. “The one you have for him.” eyes daring you to say otherwise. 

Your lips parted as you were slowly panicking. “I-I just find him cute. That’s all, I swear.” 

His hand twitched as he was looking deeply into your eyes, searching for the truth. He could see how frightened you were but also how sincere. He knew he couldn't fight it as he came back to you slowly. Bending slightly, he takes your hands and uses them to pull you back on your feet. He gently pushes the hair out of your face with the back of his fingers before passing his thumb over your lips. Staring at them, he slides his hand to grab the side of your jaw. “I have to leave for a short while, but I trust you will follow our agreement.” Seeing him clench his teeth before looking into your eyes. Fighting the urge to taste you on his lips. “You must sleep in my quarters. That is the only place I know you will be-” 

“Safe, I know. Don’t worry about me. I’m a big girl.” stating as you smile. 

“It’s not you I'm afraid of.” he grimaced, “promise me.”  

“I promise” you confirm before letting out a deep sigh. 

Without a word, he puts his helmet back on and turns away. 

What did I get myself into? 

-- 

Weeks have gone by without any news of Kylo Ren. While the crew was more relaxed and carefree, you were learning your new job stress free. Thanks to Henry’s recommendation, you were now fully working in electrical. In fact, you were already being left alone to fix some bad wiring that was previously done by a guy who allegedly died in battle. If you were completely honest with yourself, he didn’t seem to have a clue about what he was doing. It was all a mess; everything was badly connected while other pieces were simply missing. You let out a bored moan as you lay back into the corner of the tight space. Sliding down along the wall before sitting on the floor.  

You felt quite lonely on the ship. No one was really chatting with you since you were sleeping in the supreme leader’s quarters. They weren't particularly mean to you, but gossip was spreading quickly among the crew. The only friend you had was Henry and sadly, your schedules were not working in your favor. Kylo was gone for a while now and you still didn't know what you felt about him since your last encounter. 

He's a horrible man. He brought way too much destruction to the galaxy for me to fraternize with him, I just can't. 

As you examine the back of your hands placed on your knees, you remembered your last night with him. The one you have been trying for weeks to forget. His touch, his smell intoxicating you. You knew you wanted all of those again and that alone was terrifying you.  

While being lost in your thoughts, you're toying with the bracelet your sister had made you back home. Smiling to yourself, you can’t help but wonder what she would think of you if she knew you slept with literally the worst person in the galaxy and still wanted more. While rolling the threads in between your fingers, you think back to Kylo and the way he said your name, Viper.. Since your parent’s death no one has ever called you by your real name, not even your sister. They were the ones who gave it to you after a successful mission destroying one of the first order’s bases. Along with your successful mission, your codename had become your identity.  

Oh maker, it’s today..  

-- 

The day was a long one for Kylo. His only desire for weeks was to come back to the finalizer knowing you'd be there. He couldn’t wait to finally get back on his ship. He very much regretted not kissing you goodbye. You've been haunting his dreams with the smell of your hair and soft skin ever since he left. He was still trying to figure out how your connection worked. How he was able to finally see a little more in your head but also feel you the way he did. As much as he wanted not to, he quickly realized that keeping himself away from you was not the right approach. His emotions were controlling him further each day and it scared the shit out of him.  

For now, he was simply excited to see you as he moves inside his quarters. Although, the smile behind his mask quickly vanished as he glanced around the empty space. His assistant had previously confirmed that you would be here and yet you were not. Even if he wasn’t on the finalizer, he kept an eye on you. He had heard about your new job and schedule, and knew you're supposed to be done by now. He calls to double check in the electrical but apparently no one has seen you for hours. His mind draws him back quickly to the boy he saw you talking to. What if she had moved on? Did she use me? Maybe I scared her too much before leaving? What if she had escaped?  

His fears were getting the best of him as he pushed the side of his comm-link angrily, “Find her” ordering, swirling back into the hallway. 

After almost an hour of searching, a soldier comes to him. “We have found no trace of the women, Sir.” 

He sighs, “what about the tie fighters?” 

“We have stopped the departures. We also have the right numbers in inventory. No anomalies have been reported with the ones who did leave earlier today, Sir.” the men stated. 

“This means she's still on board.” Getting angrier thinking of the memory he read out of you before leaving. The way you felt seeing that boy, the desire. “You don’t stop until you find her.” Commanding him as his fingernails were digging into the leather of his gloved palms. 

The trooper nods before turning away quickly to inform the others. Meanwhile, Kylo was trying to calm himself down, but it was useless. He could visualize you kissing the boy like you kissed him. Giving yourself the way, you did with him. He did not know much about you; he didn't know how much he could trust you.  

As he's spiraling, he feels a soft breeze on his skin. Which is odd since he is covered from head to toe with fabric. The goosebumps were going right up the nape of his neck. Without hesitation he starts following the energy that is pulling him. The sensation felt cold and blue the closer he got to it. After a moment, he finally stops in front of a closet door with a hand going to his hip. Unaware of what's on the other side, he unclips his lightsaber before bracing himself in a combat position. He takes a deep breath in, moving his hand to the control panel on the side. The moment it opens, his gaze is automatically drawn to you, sitting on the floor. He slowly drops his arms as he watches you bring your red, puffy eyes to him. The rage that was boiling inside him, was now completely gone. You looked at him in shock, thinking you were going to die for a moment there. Still silent, he pulls his helmet off.  

“You're back..” you say sniffling. 

“What happened?” asking softly. 

Instead of answering, you move your gaze down. Wrapping your arms around your legs and bringing them closer to your body. 

“Did someone do something to you? Are you hurt?” tensing as he questioned. 

You lightly shake your head, “no, it's just me. I remembered a bad day, a sad day.”  

He presses his lips, unsure of what to do before entering the small, confined closet. His body quickly fills the tight space as he walks to you, squatting down to your level before he pushes the hair out of your face. “I can't help you if you don't tell me, hyal.” 

You could see how genuine he was, but you didn't want to talk about it. You had tried your best over the years not to let it affect you, but it was almost impossible on days like this one. 

“My parents..” you couldn't stop the tears from falling down your cheeks, your voice still full of emotions. “They died on this day. I just miss them so much and I feel so alone.” 

He takes a moment looking at you, “I'm sorry for your parents.” Pushing the hair out of your face, “but you're not, you're not alone.”  

You dry your eyes with the back of your sleeve, trying to smile. 

He lets you take a moment to come back to yourself before pressing the side of his comm-link on his wrist. “I found her, you can stop the search. I’ll take it from here.”  

He lets out a sigh looking straight at you. “Are you ready to go?”  

You nod as he helps you get back on your feet. “What did you mean by stop the search?” 

“You're a difficult one to find” he says, giving you a soft smirk. 

-- 

As you enter his quarters, you realize that he didn’t put his helmet back on. Noticing his eyes with better lighting. They looked more tired than usual. He quickly glanced at you before moving towards the bathroom. “I need to take a shower, I'll be back.”  

Being finally alone again, you remain unmoved. Closing your eyes in an attempt to re-center yourself. Your reunion happened as weirdly as his departure. You didn’t want to talk to him about how they died or how he is part of the issue. By fear, you also did not want to mention how much you're missing your sister. The First Order was the reason of your parent's death and you promised yourself that it would never be hers. Although, some of you felt happy that Kylo was back. You just wished that he had found you in better circumstances.  

What was he like before becoming Supreme Leader? Was he always in the First Order? Probably not, otherwise he wouldn’t be as gentle as he is with you, right? 

While you were changing out of your work clothes, you couldn't help but smile softly thinking about him. You liked having him near you. Even though he made you feel a little anxious at times.  

He came out of his shower already fully clothed. Catching him pass in front of the bedroom door, he was moving to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water from the sink.  

You can't help but notice how imposing and stoic he looks even out of his combat clothes. The muscles of his chest and arms being noticeable through the fabric of his shirt. His hair, still damped from the shower, falls on his face as he turns the faucet off. Maker, am I blushing? 

You sigh, climbing into bed before moving under the covers. As you make yourself comfortable, you see him pass through the door and coming to the edge of the bed to sit with you. 

“How did it go while I was gone?” He asks before taking a sip from his cup. 

“Did you not see me cry my eyes out?” replying sarcastically. 

“I did, but surely you didn’t cry for weeks. Did you?” 

“No, of course not. I worked, how about you?” 

“Good, it was a long one.” looking briefly at you. 

“Can I ask you something?” He doesn’t say a word as he waits for your question. “Are your parents still alive?” 

He tenses up, turning his gaze down to the glass of water in his hand. “My mother.. but I don't know where she is.”  

“I’m sorry to hear it. Is she not?” You didn’t know how to ask. 

“In the First Order? No, no she's not.. ” 

You press your lips, “Kylo? What does, hyal means?” you questioned closing your eyes, not being able to keep them open any longer. 

He raises his eyes to you in surprise. “Why so many questions?” putting his glass of water on the nightstand before joining you under the covers. 

“I just want to know you more..” mumbling, letting your mouth part slightly as you fall asleep. 

He smiles softly, pushing the hair out your face. You were already breathing deeper while he looked at your pillowy lips. The ones he has been craving for weeks. He leans in, pressing them gently with his. Being careful not to disturb you in your sleep. He takes a deep breath in, “I also miss them, every day.” Before closing his eyes as well. 

-- 

The next morning, you wake up to the sound of hot crinkling oil in a pan. As you sit up and rub your eyes, you hear Kylo let out a high muffled scream. You quickly pull away the covers before running to the kitchen, seeing him clenching his hand tightly. 

“Are you okay?” voice panicked. 

“It's okay, I just burned myself. You can go back to sleep.” trying not to sound in pain. 

You walk to him, now fully awake. “Don't be stupid. How could I possibly go back to sleep knowing you're suffering. Can I have a look?” looking straight at him. 

He hesitates, pressing his lips before opening his hand slowly to you. As you look closer to the injury, you examine the serious burn. A vivid red line was drawn across his palm. “Here put it under cold water. It will stop the heat from burning through the other layers of skin.” moving towards the kitchen faucet. “You need to always keep the handle away from the heat when cooking.” He puts his hand under the low pressured water. Slightly moaning as he feels an instant relief.  

He raised an eyebrow as he watched you with a first aid kit. Putting it on the counter before starting the burner again. He stares at you confused, “Are you not going to help me?” 

“You need to stop the burn before putting the bacta on. Otherwise, you'll only heal the top layers.” rolling your eyes at him. 

He doesn't comment on your attitude as he smirks softly. Being kind of surprised at your knowledge of the matter. “And, how do you know all of this?” 

Not responding, you give him a smile as he's watching you do his cooking. Admiring you from a distance. He noticed how nervous you were with him but, the truth is, he was too. You never really talked about what happened the night before he left, and he too wanted to know you more. 

He clears his throat anxiously, “You know. The day I left you were talking to a man.” 

“Henry?” 

“I guess, yes. Have you, seen him again?”  

Looking up to meet his eyes, “He’s only a friend, I told you.” closing the burner, you turn around. Grabbing the first aid kit as he turns off the faucet. Meanwhile, you took the bacta out of the metal box before spraying it on his wound. He grimaced while the bacta was already taking effect. As you his hand with some bandages, he can’t help himself from staring at you. Your hair was still all over the place from the chaotic morning. Strands falling down your face, some sticking up, but he couldn't care less. Suddenly a weird sensation comes to his chest as he pushes one of your hair strands to see your face better. 

You meet his gaze smiling brightly, “Here, all done..”  

He doesn’t waste a second, taking the side of your neck. Holding you still as he leans in closer, kissing you full lips.  

You don’t stop him as he moans sweetly into your mouth. “You have no idea how long I've been wanting to do this..” 

“Tell me more.” 

He sighs softly, “I wanted to see you, smell you, touch you.” moving his hands gently to your middle back. “You're all I could think about.” 

“I also thought about you every-” You didn’t have time to finish your sentence, that he starts kissing you again, caressing your tongue inside with his. 

You laugh, stopping him. “I can’t, I have to work.” Protesting as you try to move away. 

“Work? But I just came back. I can make you miss work if that’s the issue.” You don’t really listen to him as you’re now inside the bedroom, changing into your work clothes. “You seem to forget that I'm the supreme leader. This is my ship, and I can do whatever I want.” 

You roll your eyes, “Yeah, I know..” You watch him come closer as you sit on the edge of the bed to put your boots on. He takes the other one from your hand before throwing it aside. “Hey, stop, I need to go. I'm going to be late.” 

He's not listening as he kneels in front of you spreading your legs. “Stay with me hyal.” 

“You still haven’t told me what it meant..” closing your eyes to his hands roaming your hips and ass. 

You could feel his hardness on the edge of your pussy, “to crave.” answering you, slowly unzipping the front of your uniform. 

Your heart beats faster but you try to stay on track. “What language is that? I never heard it.” 

“Sith”  

You stop him before he unzips it fully, managing to wiggle yourself free. “I really need to go. I can't be late.” 

He watches you grab your boots from the floor, “Have I done something wrong again?” eyes worried. 

As you look at Kylo, you feel heaviness in your chest “What? No..” moving quickly to the living room. “I just like seeing people and having somewhat of a normal life.” glancing at him awkwardly, “and I like the job, okay? I will see you later.”  

Before you could leave, he grabs your arm. “I’m sorry that I cannot let you go, yet.. I also need to follow orders.” saying eyes in pain. 

You simply nod, walking away to the entrance.  Feeling an energy moving through your hair, you turn your head back. Only seeing the side of his face as he goes back to the bedroom.  

-- 

You can hear your stomach calling for food entering the cafeteria. You felt bad lying to Kylo about being late, but you were not ready to sleep with him again. Hearing him speak Sith made uneasy. A reminder that you're just a prisoner on his ship. How many girls did he had this way? He probably lied to you about you being the only one. Surely that can't be true. He is one of the most powerful men in the galaxy, how could you possibly be his first taste of flesh? 

It doesn't matter, because it won't happen again.. 

Taking a tray, you get in line. Today was your favorite; spinach quiche with ham bits. Plus, they always had these little roasted potatoes on the side that you love so much. You had to admit, the finalizer did have some good food. Way better than the sludge you used to eat in battle camps back home. 

As you're waiting your turn, you sense a finger tapping your shoulder. Automatically you feel your body tense, scared to even look back. Turning around, you're being greeted by Henry. “It's been a while.” he says with a broad smile. 

You don't know why, but you feel a little disappointed seeing him. You don’t know if it's because you haven't seen him for a while but he's making you blush a little. Maybe it was the way he looked so effortlessly put together. Whatever the reason, it felt good to see him again. 

“It's you who has been hiding, I'm always near.” you state playfully. 

“Yeah, I've been learning how to pilot on top of my usual job. It does take a lot of my time these days.”  

Well, I'm happy that you're okay, I was starting to get worried.” 

There's a moment of silence before he clears his throat. “Would you like to join us?” Pointing to a round table with two man and a woman also wearing the crew's uniform. 

You nod while taking back your tray from the lunch guy’s hands. For weeks, you have been eating alone and so the invitation was a nice welcome, especially from him. As soon as you sat down, all eyes were on you, along with the tension floating in the air.  

“Everyone, this is Viper. A friend of mine, she's in electrical.” Presenting you to the small group. 

Immediately, the woman steps in. “The supreme leader’s favorite..” 

“Did you say Viper?” One of the two men asks, cutting her off. Looking at Henry through his glasses, eyes wide open. 

“Yes?” He replies raising his eyebrow in curiosity. 

The bearded man leans forward to shake your hand. “It's truly an honor to meet you miss. I'm Jon. I was there, fighting by your side on N12.” 

“I'm not sure I'm following” says the woman, tying her dark hair in a ponytail. 

The man turns to her. “She’s on our side.” He looks around, “she destroyed 2 enemy bases.” 

“Not here Jon” the other man says anxiously, “it's not safe..” 

Henry turns to you quickly, “you never mentioned it before.” 

“Well, we haven't been hanging out much either..” you mocked. 

“Henry, you're making her uncomfortable.” Pulling her hair tighter. 

He looks at her unfazed, “I'm the one making her uncomfortable?” 

“Yes, I was just stating the facts. She is his favorite; otherwise, why would he keep her in his quarters mh?” 

You can sense all eyes coming back on you. There's a part of you that wished she was right, but you knew that he had different motives. “He simply wants to keep his eye on me, and he also doesn't trust the guards.” 

“With reasons.” she says smirking, “I'm Eira by the way. this is Lars.” pointing to the middle-aged man with a full beard and hair tied in a bun sitting next to Jon. “He doesn't talk much but he's really sweet.” 

You simply smile as you're finishing your plate.  

“I'm curious Viper, how is it sharing your space with a Solo?” eyes staring up at you while she brought the fork to her mouth. 

“A what?” you respond confused. 

“Ben, the son of Han and Leia?” Jon replies. 

“What do you mean?” Brow's frowning. 

They all look at each other before she replies, “Kylo Ren is Ben Solo, the son of Han Solo and Leia Organa.” 

Your eyes widen in shock, “How? What? How did he end up here?” Questioning quickly. 

Jon shakes his head slightly, “last time I saw Ben with his parents, was the night before he left with his uncle, Luke.” He takes a sip from his cup, “I served Princess Leia for most of my life before being captured and imprisoned here. I have been away from home 3years now.” 

Your eyes saddened to his words, “that's horrible..” being cut off by a bell. 

The worker's alarm went off before Eira could take her last bite. “We should get going if we don't want to be late” 

-- 

As you put your tray in the bin, Henry stays close by. Waiting for you to be done to walk you to your job. “You don't have to do that; you know that right?" 

He gives you one of his genuine smiles. “I'm sorry I couldn't keep up with you. I am, truly.” He stops in the middle of the now empty hallway with everyone already taking their stations.  

“It's okay, don't worry about it. C’mon, we'll be late.” 

But he grabs your wrist. Looking deeper into your eyes, caressing your hand with the back of his fingers. He doesn't waste his time, leaning forward almost kissing, “Would you come meet me tonight at the control bri..” 

“Are you okay?” 

Henry’s eyes were beginning to look scared. His hands moving towards his throat, trying to remove something that wasn't there, fully choking and fighting for air. As you turn your head, you see a masked Kylo moving around the corner with a hand extended towards Henry. 

“STOP! YOU’RE GOING TO KILL HIM!” Yelling as he walks in your direction.  

“That's the point” saying dry and cold.  

“Please Kylo!” but your pleas were useless as his body stays put. “Please stop, I beg you!” 

He turns his helmet quickly to you, “go on..” 

“What?” 

“What do you propose?”  

You were taken aback. You didn't think about that. “I- I'll do whatever you want.” your heart skipping a beat as you say the words. 

He looks back at Henry, who is slowly turning colors. “This is your lucky day.” Finally releasing him and letting him fall to his knees. “Go!” Kylo stressed before you see Henry get back on his feet clumsily and run away as fast as he can. 

You let out a sigh, “that was unnecessary..” 

He turns to you, his tall and broad frame hovering over you. “I heard your thoughts..” 

“Yes, it's normal to have them” looking up to him. 

“Yeah well, your desir-”  

*”Sir Ren, meeting at 10 with the counc..”* Getting cut off by a transmission. 

“Not now General, move it for tomorrow.” 

*“Sir, I'm afraid-”* 

“I have an important matter on hand.” Starting to get impatient and annoyed. 

*”I would hardly qualify a poor slave girl as impor-”// “General Hux!” 

“As you wish, Sir Ren..” his voice sounding bitter. 

As soon as the transmission ended, Kylo quickly turned all his attention back on you.  

“You, come with me..”  

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[dropofbittersea]

“Hello, yes. I’m looking for Mr. Benjamin Solo. I am told this is his place of office. Is he in?”

“Is he expecting you, Ms…”

“Rey. And no, I don’t imagine he is.”

The woman—Maz, was it?—smiled softly in a way that didn’t reach her too-big eyes.

“Then I don’t *imagine* you’ll be meeting with him today. He’s due to leave momentarily.”

“Oh, it won’t take long, I can assure you—”

“You ‘eard her, girl,” The redhead grumbled, “Ben’s busy. Now piss off—”

“Armie,” Maz snapped, her eyes never leaving Rey. The gaze was cool, polite but distant. “We will tell him that you stopped by, Rey…”

“Kenobi. My name is Rey Kenobi.”

The redhead was already pushing the door closed, but he stopped when Maz’s hand came down on his forearm. Her eyes were no longer distant. They were, however, far colder, and flashed with something sharp.

“Please,” She said, the smile returning, “Come inside.”

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In which a Traveller comes to town, seeking business with the Black Knight of Birmingham.

A Reylo/Peaky Blinders semi-crossover with A/B/O...undertones? I know, I don't get it either.

[melodygatesauthor]

Alright guys....today is a HUGE day for me and I can't even begin to express my emotions but I'm going to try like hell.

I started writing fanfiction again, after giving it up about a decade ago, on Sept 5, 2022, and it all started with Kylo Ren.

I was updating a chapter a day, Yes, Master was the only fic I was working on. My fingers just didn't stop moving, and I was in LOVE with what I was doing. Then when it came time to end it, I wasn't ready, so I made the sequel, By Your Side. While By Your Side isn't my favorite work I've created, I am glad I wrote it, and I think it wrapped up the series nicely.

In the meantime, and after rewatching the Star Wars Sequel Trilogy a minimum of 20 times, a certain pilot caught my attention, and thus began my spiral into Oscar Isaac brain rot. While Yes, Master is comprised of Episode 8&9, One Hell of a Pilot takes place during Episode 7 and follows a different Reader than the one in YM and BYS.

It was so much fun to connect these worlds and explore my everchanging interests in different fictional characters over the course of the last 6 months. I learned a LOT through the process and I just want to pat myself on the back for COMPLETING something (if only I could turn it into cash, right? Ha). After 266,817 words! What the effff! 🥵

If you're interested in reading these three, here they are in RELEASE order (ps. you can read OHP without reading the other two if Kylo isn't your thing):

Yes, Master

By Your Side

One Hell of a Pilot

(Chronologically OHP would come first).

Idk if anyone even follows me here who has read these fics or not, but damnit if you are, thank you for the support. It has been a CRAZY journey and these fics are the ones that got me back into fanfiction so I'm just filled with joy about the whole thing. Oh boy am I relieved to be done though. It was a lot of work!

I will eventually be updating and releasing this on Tumblr, just not for a little while!

Thank you all so so so much,

Mels <3

[zydrvs]

do you think the dyad bond had an impact on rey and bens dreams?