#rockstar kylo ren

[anopendoor]

Reylo Rockstar AU 🎸🎸🎸

[srorgana1]

Introducing Into The Reverb Shorts/One Shots - a collection of randomness inspired by the Into The Reverb Universe ❤️

[chibireylo]

Photograph

~~Ben remembered how Rey’s eyes filled with tears moments after Finn took their picture. The First Order Records wanted him to be the lead guitarist for The Knights of Ren.

“Go,” she whispered. “You can’t miss this opportunity because of me.”

Her words still haunt him years later.

Ben looks at the photograph before every performance. His heart felt empty as the love of his life gave up their relationship so he could live his dream.

Anger flowed through his veins at how easily she came to her decision. He would take his rage and perform flawlessly.

Until tonight when Ben found her just off-center in the front row. Time stopped, he forgot how to breathe, and he momentarily fucked up his guitar solo.~~

Just a little something from a fic I am working on

[godstrayed]

💋 kylo :)

everyone sending ‘💋’ in my inbox gets a kiss from my muse.

It's backstage on one of the shows she had done, Kylo carefully trying to blend into the crowd, going unnamed and unnoticed 'cause would anyone truly notice him when he wasn't on stage? Not when Peach was performing and they all are caught up in her show. After the show was another story feeling the cameras directed on him as he pulled his ballcap further down on his face trying to hide away his identity. Whispers and chatter goes unheard but he imagines he will see the articles tomorrow about him being there. There was already enough rumors about their odd friendship.

If they only knew. He had flowers sent to her dressing room asking her manager to be escorted back so he could say hello before she had to go off to her next destination, unable to follow. When he spots her he's moving forward and dropping a soft kiss right on her lips 'cause he really was missing her. Touring was always the worst. Always half a world away and never close for very long. But a part of the business they both knew was needed. "You were great." He could only say since he had been so wrapped up in it, "Where are you off to next?"

[rip-quizilla]

Masterlist:

Stranger Things

One Shots/Blurbs:

The Naughty Wench (Renaissance Faire!Eddie x Barmaid!Reader)

Eat Me (Older!Rockstar!Eddie x Popstar!Reader)

1405 Peach Tree Lane (Older!Neighbor!Eddie x Reader)

Meet the Teacher (Older!Single Dad!Eddie x Teacher!Reader)

Polyjamorous (Eddie x GN!Reader)

You Could Kill Me (and You Should)(Vampire!Eddie x Slayer!Reader)

Jinx (Janitor!Eddie x Teacher!Reader)

We Could Be Beautiful: Dead Girl Walking (JD!Eddie x Veronica!Reader)

The Boy is Mine: Hannah’s Edition (from @carolmunson’s “The Boy Is Mine” prompt)

Ongoing Series:

Impossible to Hate You (Eddie Munson x Reader)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9

Your Leather, My Lace (Rockstar!Eddie Munson x Rockstar!Reader)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

Monsters & Miracles (Kas!Eddie Munson x Original Character)

Part 1

Completed Series:

Hawkins’ Own Breakfast Club (Dom!Billy Hargrove x Virgin!Reader x Dom! Eddie Munson)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6

Star Wars

The Brighter Dark (Kylo Ren x Reader) {On AO3 and Wattpad only}

Harry Potter

The Choices that Make Us (Adult!Draco Malfoy x Reader imagines)

You’re Still a Fucking Brat (Adult!Draco x Adult!Ravenclaw!Reader)

[sumthincool]

Recovering from surgery and getting a new puppy is not something you should mix 😭

Thank the heavens my mother is a rockstar and is helping me so much or I would have to sell him, and after loosing my cat this year I don’t think my heart could take that.

The puppy:

His name is Kylo Ren and his birthday is May 4th

[busdriver-55]

Music Industry AU

This is one if my all time favourite AUs/tropes, whether it's Rockstar or Pop reylo I need it, and since I realised that I've read quite a lot of fics set in the music industry, I figured I had to share them with everyone! 😈🎤🎸👑

The Great Big No by @dietplainlite: Kylo Ren is third generation rock royalty, a reigning brat prince starting to feel the burn of the fame he reached for with both hands. Rey is an aspiring singer on the verge of a big break, provided her A&R guy still has a job by the time she reaches LA. Their paths have crossed briefly, disappointingly, before. What happens when they collide?

Like A Technicoloured Hue by xxredwineandambiencexx: Rey Kenobi is an up and coming country singer looking to make the transition to pop. Kylo Ren is one of the biggest singer songwriters in the world, and he’s looking to capture a new fanbase. Set against the backdrop of a star studded Los Angeles, the two collide in the most spectacular way possible, producing a partnership that surprises everyone, herself included. In the City of Angels, anything goes.

Chasing Lightning by gutlesswonder: Not long after arriving in the States on a student visa, looking to flee her grim childhood, Rey's found a passion bigger than what brought her to college in the first place: playing lead guitar in a rock band with her best friends. Naturally, the local college rock band scene is abuzz with interest when Rebel Scum is asked to open for the critically acclaimed noise-band-on-the-rise STARKILLER. Rey and her bandmates are all nerves, hoping to land an indie record deal, while avoiding the ire of STARKILLER's front-man: a notoriously unfriendly tour-de-force drummer who goes by the stage name of Kylo Ren. Luckily for Rey, she doesn't scare easily.

i only lie when i love you by @dankobah: Rockstar Kylo who is a M E S S (Drug/Alcoholic past). Rey is an actress who takes none of his shit, agrees to a fake relationship to improve Kylo’s public image.

shatter out loud by neonheartbeat: Kylo Ren, the frontman of KORE, is the most famous rock idol ever signed to Empire Records and First Order Management: notoriously reclusive, silent, and talented. Rey Niima is a reporter for Rolling Stone assigned to give his first-ever press interview, along for the ride on the band's tour of the United States, despite the fact she loathes him. But both have secrets they need the other to hide.

still learning (to love myself) by @dankobah: editor/director Ben Solo gets hired to make a documentary about Rey, a famous pop star. They fall in love along the way. (Miss Americana AU)

It's a Long Way to the Top by @mzladybird: Kylo, Rey, Finn and Hux are in a Rock Band. Rey is newish to rock n roll.

Off Script by elle_reads: The plan isn’t that complicated, really. Pretend to date. Get media attention and the album sales that go with it. Amicably split — conflicting schedules, different goals, whatever. It’s a simple storyline. The only problem is that Rey goes off script.

[ao3feed--reylo]

Rockstar Wars: The Feud Awakens

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/g1fJoWq

by FrenchToastyGoblin

After a video of a girl playing drums and singing on the side of a trashy desert highway went viral, a small, but growing band managed to stake their claim in the world of “real” music. They signed with a record company led by a seasoned icon and were playing in real venues for the first time. Rey had never been this happy. But with that happiness, things were also spiraling out of control. She couldn’t handle the social media attention, people comparing her to other artists, accusing her of stealing other peoples’ songs, and even finding herself wrapped up in a rivalry with one of the most popular metal bands on the planet as their front man had a grudge against her producer. Which means she now has a grudge against him and his disgustingly rich, oppressive record label, Empire Records. But at least she has Ben, a mostly anonymous songwriter from an old YouTube channel she loved when she was a teenager. He’s the only person who seems to understand how lonely things are when trying to work through the creative process, but she hasn’t told him that she’s really the lead singer of a growingly popular band.

Words: 854, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Rey (Star Wars), Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Finn (Star Wars), Poe Dameron

Relationships: Rey/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Poe Dameron/Finn

Additional Tags: Musicians, Alternate Universe - Music, Alternate Universe - Modern: No Powers

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/g1fJoWq

[mrs-gucci]

Ripped T-Shirt {rockstar!Kylo Ren x Reader}

anonymous

Hello! I’m requesting a rockstar x Kylo fic. We’re the reader is waiting in the hotel room after a show and things get spiccccyyy. Thank you in advance ☺️☺️.

warnings. SMUT, an nsfw pic was sent, dirty talk, rough sex, name-calling, P in V, unprotected sex, creampie, cunt-slapping, clit rubbing, fluffy end.  **no actual use of ‘Y/N’ in this fic.

(possible) tw’s. cigarette smoking, brief crying during sexy times.

word count: 1.3k

Cheers erupt when the door opens and he steps out into the chilly New York night with a cigarette between his teeth. He knows that he should probably stop and sign a few autographs, pose for a few selfies, kiss a few girls’ cheeks, all that rockstar shit that he’s supposed to do.

But after opening that godforsaken text from you, containing a picture of your reflection in the hotel room mirror in one of his ripped band t-shirts and nothing else, Kylo cannot bring himself to stop for anyone or anything. He’s pretty sure that even if a female fan jumped the dividers and flashed her tits at him (an occurrence that has happened before, several times), he still wouldn’t stop.

He figures that Ben and Matt will be out any minute to sign some shit; they’re the ones that love the all the attention, anyway. Kylo’s never really liked that part of being, well, the f-word. Especially not after meeting you.

The car pulls away from the curb and heads off towards the hotel. He pulls out his phone and lets you know he’s on his way, knee bouncing in anticipation as he lights up another cigarette.

His hair is wet from the quick shower he took post-set, just to get all the sweat and shit off, even though you’ve told him before that you find his after-show musk quite sexy. He just felt gross tonight, for some reason.

As soon as the car pulls up to the hotel, he’s getting out and heading to the elevator, running a hand through his wet hair. His mind is spinning with images of what he’s about to walk into and his cock is already half-hard as the elevator dings.

When he gets to the door, he doesn’t even knock, just pushing through without relent. The door slams up against the wall, a sound that will likely bother the neighboring suite, but he doesn’t give a shit. Not when you’re spread out on the bed, tantalizingly licking some chocolate off your fingers.

You smirk at his disheveled presentation, pulling your fingers out of your mouth with a pop. “I ordered some dessert for myself...hope you don’t mind.”

He’s pulling his windbreaker off and throwing it onto the floor. He practically runs over to you, grabbing your ankles and yanking you down to the edge of the bed, leaning down until his face is hovering right above yours.

“You can order whatever the fuck you want, order fuckin’ lobster-topped filet mignon for all I care, as long as you keep fuckin’ looking like this when I get back from shows.”

You’re given not even a second to react before he’s kissing you, sloppily and roughly as his hands begin to grope your body. Your hands reach up to run through his hair, fingers tangling in the wet strands and giving a series of gentle tugs. 

His hips roll forward against you, soft grunts vibrating your lips as his hardening cock grinds on your bare cunt. You whine into his mouth at the sensation, lifting your pelvis up to bring more friction for both of you.

“Shit...I’m gonna rail you so goddamn hard, make your eyes cross.” Kylo growls in your ear, pulling the oversized shirt up over your hips. “Open your slutty legs.”

He stands up and pulls his clothes off while you spread your legs, showing off your soaking wetness. His eyes fall to your glistening folds, a low groan rumbling through his chest and then, he’s on top of you again, lips savagely attacking your jaw and neck.

Your back arches up off the bed, head pressing back against the mattress as your head tips back and you chew your lip. He runs his mushroom head through your folds, collecting some slick before sheathing himself inside you without warning.

“Fuck!” He growls, wasting no time in picking up a rushed pace with his hips. “T-Tight fuuuuckin’ cunt!”

At times like these, you’ve fully accepted that you’re just along for the ride, merely a vessel for Kylo’s post-gig adrenaline to be released into. He’ll repay you, he always does...and, you’re never one to complain about a rough, savage round of fucking.

“Gggghhhh!” Kylo groans, panting heavily over your face. “Love coming back to t-this perfect little p-pussy after shows, love getting to fffuck your brains out...”

You moan shakily, body forcefully rocked back and forth with the aggressive pistoning of his hips. His teeth grind together and he bares his teeth, a bit of spittle spraying across your cheek in the process, something that hardly catches your attention at a time like this. 

“K-Kylo! Kyyylo, ffuck--”

He suddenly stops, sits up and flips you over onto your front roughly before you can even process what’s happening. And then, he’s drilling into you again, somehow seemingly even harder this time.

You’re trying your best not to scream out in pleasure as his skin smacks violently against yours. His pulsing shaft is rubbing up against every good spot on your walls and you can feel your climax building up quickly with the pleasurable friction.

“Oh! Ahhhnnnhhh--shiiiit baby!”

He’s grunting and growling wildly with each sharp motion of his hips, quickly losing control as his climax draws nearer. Your noises, your moans and cries of his name only further spur him on.

Soon, his hips come to a stop when he’s sheathed fully inside you, letting out a long, low groan as his creamy spend coats your insides. 

“Fffuuuck!”

You sigh at the warmth of his seed, biting your lip when he draws back and pulls out of you slowly. He’s much more tame in his post-orgasmic haze, falling to his knees behind you and smacking your ass.

“Lemme see all the cum I put in you, sweet girl. Push it all back out for me.”

Clenching, you open your legs just a bit more as you force his pearly white spend back out of your walls and onto the floor. Kylo watches, humming with a small smirk as the creamy liquid spills from your puffy cunt.

“Mm, you took so much in there.” He murmurs, nipping at the globes of your ass.

When his hand suddenly comes up and gives your cunt a harsh smack, you nearly scream out loud, head falling forward onto the comforter.

“Oh!”

His thick digits smear some slick over your clit and begin to rub quick, swift circles over the engorged bud. You’re already so sensitive, it takes only a minute or two to bring you right back up to the edge.

“Ky-lo--ohhh!”

He lands another harsh smack on your cunt, enjoying the way your hips jump. Leaning forward so that his lips are right at your ear, his low voice sends a shiver down your spine.

“Cum.”

His smacks become focused on your clit, then, repeatedly landing on the sensitive bud and you’re in tears from the sweet sting. You bury your face in the fluffy comforter as you cum with a loud cry, wanting to muffle the noise from neighboring guests.

“Mmfffhhh!!”

Kylo watches your body reacts to his touch, hips jerking with each little brush of your clit as he takes you through it with his fingers, maximizing your pleasure and prolonging your high.

“Mmmmahhh! Fffffuuuuuck!”

“Good girl.”

You’re shaking, trembling as Kylo guides you through, then withdraws to allow you to come down. You flop down on the bed, then, limbs acting like nothing more than flimsy noodles.

He lays down next to you and smiles, kissing at the crook of your neck and your cheek. His arm drapes across your abdomen, hugging you close.

“You’re incredible. Thank you for being mine, for putting up with me. I appreciate it more than you know.”

You look over at him with a soft smile, kissing the bridge of his nose gently. “Hey, you have to put up with all of my shenanigans, too. I say it’s a square deal.”

Kylo laughs, resting his head on your chest, where the sound of your steady heartbeat soon lulls him off to sleep.

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[lovemomentsandlife]

Before Solo vs After Solo

The Rise of Skywalker (2019)

[srorgana1]

Angel Eyes

Rock Star Kylo Ren x Reader/Knights of Ren

TW: Rough Sex, Spanking, Dirty Talk, "cheating", Roleplay

A spicy one shot from the Into the Reverb Universe in which Kylo and Y/N change it up on a special day.

I hope you all enjoy ❤️

A huge thanks to my beautiful friend and Beta @mrs-zimmerman ❤️ i love you girlfriend

Kylo grunts as he moves the sander across the wood, careful not to overwork the edges and sides he had just finished. He squints, looking for imperfections in the wood as the afternoon sunshine pours in through the floor to ceiling windows. He stands and stretches his back, giving his aching muscles a reprieve from being hunched over for so long.

He lets out a groan as he raises his arms above his head, further relieving the pressure. They flex and loosen up below his thin company t-shirt. He personally relishes in the burn of a hard day's work, knowing that he will then be rewarded with more pronounced muscles that are quite pleasing to the eye.

Maybe she will like them, he thinks as he fixes his safety glasses. They have been in each other's orbit since the start of the project, a full kitchen reno. He and his company are the top in LA and he is well compensated for his talent and skill as a craftsman. He didn't expect anything different when he came to the in-home consultation, but he was so very wrong when they were disturbed by the most beautiful woman he has ever seen strolling in in nothing but a very sensual sports bra and yoga pants set.

He remembers having to keep his jealousy in check when this perfect female specimen strolled over and kissed that arrogant asshole who he had been talking to for the last hour. But then she looked at him and he knew instantly she wanted him. He could see it in her eyes, how they darkened as they skipped along his muscles and tattoos.

It's been almost two months since then and they are still playing this game. He still catches her at times looking at him, lust clouding her gaze. He chuckles lowly as he turns the sander off. He knows she likes what she sees, that's for sure.

She wants him, he knows it but he has to play this right. He has to let that sweet piece of ass come to him. He can be patient. It’ll be ten times sweeter when she does, desperate for what he can give her. When she does, oh when she does he will defile her so bad and fuck her so hard and deep she will feel him a month from now. Honestly he wouldn’t even care or stop if her husband showed up. He would smile like a madman and go harder just to show him who the real man is around here.

Fuck he's hard now and hot. How did it get so fucking hot in here? He can feel the sweat dripping off him, some of it fogging up his safety glasses. He stands and wipes his face with his shirt. It's soaked through. Damn, must have been working much harder than he thought, totally distracted by his dirty fantasy.

He makes an impulsive decision and removes it, sighing in relief as the air hits his bare skin. He removes his safety glasses and puts them up on his head for safe keeping as he goes to find a towel in the guest bathroom he has been allowed to use. He steps back out when he catches the sound of the front door closing and the sound of small steps heading towards him.

He holds back a groan as her perfume begins to float in the air, an alluring mix of floral, patchouli and vanilla. He doesn’t know the brand nor does he care, but he does know he wants to find all those secret spots that would taste like that. He shivers at the thought as he sees her enter the large main living space.

She is distracted by her phone and bags, unaware of his company. He stares and waits for her to acknowledge him. “Oh I didn’t know you were here” her surprised voice says behind him. He can literally feel her eyes on him, appraising his bare upper body. He fights off another shiver, setting a bored and unamused expression on his face before he turns to face her.

She looks like temptation incarnate. Her curvy but trim figure is perfectly accentuated by her black sheath dress with cropped leather jacket. He wants to take a bite out of those juicy curves and make her squirm and squeal. Her hair is perfectly styled as always in a sleek ponytail, calling him to grab it tight and tug at it as he sucks bruises into her skin.

But it's her eyes, her angelic eyes are his undoing. They ensnare him in their doe like expressive nature, calling him to fall into them and never resurface. Suddenly all he wants is to see how they would look when they are all scrunched up and teary from overwhelming pleasure he and only he can give her.

Even so, he cannot show weakness. If he does, she will know she has him by the balls. He needs to show her he is in charge. He stares her down as her eyes unabashedly take him in, all heavy muscle and tattooed lines. “My truck was outside '' he says in an unamused voice, crossing his arms across his chest.

She takes a step forward, kicking off her beaded sandals and continues her unabashed appraisal of him. “Is that so? Well glad I'm getting my money's worth” she croons out, placing her bags onto the kitchen island. Her eyes never leave him as she further approaches him, shifting out of her jacket and exposing more skin.

He can see that lust swirling in her eyes once more as a mischievous smirk crosses her face. “That's quite a situation you got there Mr. Ren” she says slyly, rounding the island towards him. He knows she can see his erection trapped in his jeans and it pulses and throbs at her attention.

She slinks closer, only an arms length away. “Looks like you could use some help” she says, her eyes heavy as her perfectly manicured hand lightly grazes his thigh, so dangerously close. He tries and fails to hold back a groan, his hips shifting towards her touch.

“Careful sweetheart” he growls, his fingers itching to grab her and feel her at long last. She chuckles, her fingers now tracing his length up and down along his thigh “No I don't think I will. You see, I have needs that often are not met by my husband. Certain preferences you can say. But you Mr Ren, look like you could be a very capable and viable option.”

He meets her eyes, a vicious smile splitting his face. “Well sweetheart, if that's what you are needing, I am willing to provide that service. I am nothing but all encompassing” he says lowly, loving how her thighs squeeze together tightly at his response.

She nods, lightly gripping him through his jeans. He groans again, his hips canting lightly towards her touch. He feels like a caged tiger, just waiting for the time to strike. Just waiting for her to give the go ahead, so he can grab a handful of that pert little ass and let her feel what she does to him.

His patience with her wanes when she starts speaking again. “Hmm I love the power play. I fucking love it when a man takes whats his but also when he is putty in my hand” she says huskally, continuing to pet him with increasingly needy strokes.

He is obscenely hard and can feel his boxers becoming more and more soaked. He never in a million years would have guessed they have such similar wants and needs. He loves it when a woman brings him to his fucking knees just as much as fucking them like the whores they are. God above, he cannot wait to fucking ruin her.

She smiles and takes his hand, leading him over to the large L shaped couch. He swallows thickly as he watches her lower herself to her knees, her short black fingernails tracing his thighs muscles. She looks up at him, keeping eye contact as she slowly takes his zipper down.

He holds back a shudder as he assists her by shimmying his hips to allow his jeans to shift down as she pulls his cock out of his boxers. “Fuck I knew you would be big” she groans, her small hand exploring and giving some experimental pumps. Fucking hell.

“Fucking suck my cock, you little slut” he growls, his inked up hand gripping her hair and pulling her closer. She legit moans at his words as she starts peppering his groin and the length of his cock with teasing kisses. She works her way down to his glans, licking it lightly with her tongue.

He moans outright, overwhelmed by the feeling of her hot little mouth on him. He struggles to keep his eyes open when she turns her attention to the tip, teasing him as her hands explore his balls, thighs and ass. She hums against him, tightening her lips around him as she squeezes a handful of his ass.

“Fuck” he groans, tugging at her hair. She lets out a whine around him, her tongue now doing tight little circular movements focusing every couple turns to dip into his slit. Her hand migrates down again, lightly stroking that special spot behind his balls. He jolts, his pleasure doubling as he rocks his hips harder “so fucking good. Fuck.”

He feels her chuckle around his cock, taking a bit more of him in. He must say her technique is masterful, her mouth and hand working in tandem. She traces the underside vein with her tongue as she bobs up and down, her perfectly pink lips stretched around him. He knows he is probably too big for her to take it all. There have only been a few who have but damn it, he wants to test her limits and if nothing else hear her fucking gag.

He lets out a growl and pulls her all the way down, hitting the back of her throat. She chokes almost instantly and struggles to keep it together. He legit almost comes as he watches her blink back tears as she opens her jaw more, allowing more space for him to do whatever the fuck he wants to do to her. His hips twitch with excitement as he begins to rock into her wet willing mouth.

“Fucking take it” he growls, unable to hold his tongue any longer. “You’re such a whore, letting me fuck your face like this. That feel good sweetheart? Does my cock feel and taste better than that worthless microdick that husband of yours is packing? What would he think if he caught you like this, on your knees with my fat cock stuffed down your throat?”

She moans loudly around him, making the head of his cock to rub against the roof of her mouth. He shuts his eyes in bliss, reveling in the feeling of her. He could blissfully come like this but he needs to focus on his original goal: to have all of her in every way.

He pulls out quickly, admiring the string of spit still connecting his cock to her lips. Her eyes are wide and big as she licks her swollen lips, panting lightly. He pulls her up, turning her around quickly and bending her over the armrest. He takes no time, flipping the skirt of her dress over her hips and ripping her panties down to her ankles.

He growls at the sight of her wet pink folds and her perfect ass as he glides his hands over her curves. His hands finally able to feel that soft skin that has been haunting his dreams since taking this job. She responds beautifully, wiggling in his hold and exposing herself more to him while whining his name.

“What's that? You want this?” he teases, rubbing his cock against her wet folds. He hears her moan out a yes as he smacks her ass hard, catching her by surprise. She jolts and he legit sees her pussy clench. “Fuck” she keens, canting her hips back for more.

“Fuck is right” he growls again, smacking her ass again “gonna smack that cute little ass red and then fuck you so hard you won’t know which way is up.” He lands another, watching the physical representation of his lust bloom upon her skin. She seems to love it as well by the sounds she is making and how she grinds against him.

“He is too much of a pussy to treat you like this isn't he? He would never smack your ass raw and make you beg for his cock. Oh but I will sweetheart, I fucking will” he says, landing another hit. “Fuck yes. Please, Do it, please” she keens, her hips rocking back even more.

“Good girl” he groans, taking the opportunity to feel her now dripping cunt literally weeping for him. He gets lost in the moment, allowing her a small sliver of control. She shifts her ass up at his next rock of his hips, making the head of his cock graze very closely to her entrance. He hisses at the feeling, his lust boiling over. He feels legit feral.

He grabs her hips and thrusts in roughly. She yelps at his intrusion as he lets out a long moan. She is perfectly tight around him and he takes a quick second to relish the feeling before he starts a vicious pace. She sobs in pleasure, her hands scrumbling along the couch for something to hold onto. “Is this what you wanted?” he snarls, looming more over her. “Yes K-Kylo yes” she babbles, her breath shuddering in time with his thrusts.

Something in him snaps in him hearing her say his name. His hips quicken as he grips at her neck pulling her up closer to his chest. He can feel her clench down on him as her breath hitches between her panting moans. “God you are so fucking tight. Like a fucking vice. You like being manhandled like this, sweetheart? You like these big hands acting as a fucking necklace?” he teases, squeezing her airway just so.

She keens, her body winding up around him. She is the perfect height for this, making the angle sublime. Her cunt squeezes him deliciously making him feel slightly light headed. He leans in, rubbing his large nose along her bare shoulder and up her neck, finally allowing himself to taste her skin.

“You feel so good sweetheart. I can only imagine how good your ass will feel as well. God damn, I cannot wait to fuck your ass like this sweetheart” he snarls into her skin. She clenches around him at his filthy words and he knows she would enjoy it as much as he would.

“I knew you were a kinky slut. Ughh, cannot wait to ruin you forever. No one will be able to satisfy you like I can and you and I both know you will come crawling every time you need fucked. Now give me what I want” he says, biting into the meat of her shoulder.

She responds instantly, letting out a scream as her orgasm overtakes her. She gushes onto him, her cunt fluttering and squeezing his length. “Oh fuck yes” he groans her skin, his pace lightening up slightly to enjoy her release. The sounds were obscene, music to his ears.

But he needs more. He needs to see her face when she orgasms again and when he fills her up. He lets go of her neck, assisting her back down onto the couch. He watches her pant, her ribs and back muscles moving rapidly in and out. She looks back at him, her dark eye makeup slightly smeared and face flushed. She looks wrecked already and he’s not even close to being done with her yet.

He pulls out, causing her to gasp. He admires her cream coating himself and her puffy cunt. “Kylo please” she whines, wiggling her ass at him as she kicks off her panties. He smiles at her desperateness. Good fucking girl, give it all to me.

He swings her around and picks her into his arms and impales her on his cock. She shouts out, still sensitive from her recent release. “Don’t worry I got you” he gasps, his eyes never leaving hers as he takes a couple steps to his long forgotten work table and laying her atop his construction plans.

In this position, he can now truly appreciate her like he has dreamt about. Of them together in carnal bliss and he all flushed and wild. But this, this is so much better than he could ever come up with in his mind. Her body is alight with pleasure and it’s stunning.

Fuck he wants to see this every fucking day. He’s got to fuck her and he’s already addicted. His eyes follow her perfect form, his eyes stuck on that secret prize peeking out between her breasts. That delicate tattoo he wants to trace with his tongue and make her call out his name.

He wonders what other little surprises she has on her. Maybe another time he will explore her and map all those special spaces out and give them the attention they deserve. But this is not that time. His eyes move down to her exposed cunt, her labia stretching obscenely around him. He groans at the sight, pulling out once more to see her arousal leak out of her.

“Legs up sweetness” he says, tapping her thigh. She obeys, resting her legs on his strong shoulders. The change in position and the angle making them both groan again in pleasure. “Fuck, you are something else” he says between heaving breaths, his hips moving faster with more forceful thrusts, far deeper then before. “Fuck, fuck Kylo. Please. Fuck” she gasps, squeezing her eyes closed to keep her tears from falling.

“Look at me!” he bellows, unable to hold back now. He’s too far gone. Her beautiful eyes meet his in shock. He almost breaks character at the look she gives him, but he is too far gone. It's a primal dark thing inside him and nothing will stop him from taking what is his.

Her eyes begin to overflow with tears as he continues his assault. This is exactly what he wanted - to see her debatched under him, her eyes heavy-lidded and tears of pleasure running down her flawless skin. “I’ve dreamt about this sweetheart so many times. Of you crying while impaled on my cock, f-fuck” he gasps, his warning signs of his impending orgasm licking at the base of his spine.

She gasps and keens his name again, her fingertips reaching and grazing his contracting abdominal muscles. Her touch is electric, spurring his orgasm forward. He can literally feel her pleasure through it and it makes him want to give her the best orgasm of her life. He moans her name, gripping her calves and fucks her harder.

She is tightening and fluttering around him, a tell tale sign of her release. He focuses on her quickening breaths as her jaw drops open between her moans. It’s so fucking perfect. “I feel you baby, you ready sweetheart?” he groans, preparing to allow himself to go over the edge with her.

She nods once before throwing her head back as her body lets go. He cannot believe how tight she clamps down on his cock and how much she drenches him. It immediately triggers his own orgasm. He lets out a filthy roar as he pounds into her, pumping his hot cum into her. It feels never ending. His whole body tingles in pleasure as he continues to fill up her perfect cunt, moaning her name like a needy prayer.

He rides the high and slows his hips down to a gentle rock, finally allowing them both time to recover. He opens his eyes, taking in the aftermath of what they just did. She grins at him as she catches her breath, her skin flushed and shimmering with sweat. He drops a kiss onto her calf and leaning his head against the other.

“Is that what you were envisioning baby girl?” he says, his body spent. He leans against the table, his cock softening inside but doesn’t pull out yet. It’s something you both enjoy after sex, that afterglow and the closeness of being truly one. “That and so much more Ky” you say with a small laugh “thank you.” “My pleasure baby” he says, pushing the hair from your eyes.

“I didn’t hurt you too bad did I? I got a little carried away” he says, focusing on the softness of your hair. “Ky, if it was too much I would’ve used our safe word. I fucking loved every minute and I could tell you did too” she responds, grabbing his hand to kiss his tattood knuckles.

He cracks a full smile finally, overwhelmed with your love. He lets go of your legs, allowing you to move them into a much more comfortable position around his hips. “That I did, it was pretty fucking hot.” You beam at him as he reaches for your hand while the other lightly traces the lines between your breasts. “I cannot tell you how sexy you look in this” he says as he leans down and kisses your breasts.

“Thank you my love but I think your actions definitely showed me more than any words could say” you respond, running your hands through his wild dark hair. You feel his tongue trace your tattoo before leaving soft kisses up your chest, finally stopping right above your heart. “Best day ever” he whispers into your skin.

He smirks as you tug at his hair, a silent plea. He leaves one more kiss over your heart and moves to your lips. “Happy anniversary baby girl, I couldn’t have asked for anything more” he breathes before finally kissing you properly.

He groans into the kiss, loving the feeling of your soft lips against his own. It’s sweet and tender, so different from the rough fucking they just burned through. He pulls back slightly, nuzzling his nose with yours. “How about we get cleaned up and then we can move on to today's other plans?'' he asks. As if on cue, your stomach rumbles loudly at the mention of filet mignon and stuffed portabellos, making you both laugh at the ridiculousness of the timing.

“C'mon babe” he says, shifting his hands under your ass and lifting you into his arms “can’t let the wife starve”. “Damn right sir” you snark, wrapping your arms around his neck. He chuckles and shakes his head. How did he get so lucky to find you and make you his? He still doesn’t know but he thanks his lucky stars everyday. He carries you off to the bedroom, looking forward to an amazing dinner and a life full of amazing love.

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