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enviedear · 6 months

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i've been going solo now ⟶ ben solo

description ⌙ when you get a distress signal from your dad and his life-long goon you're quick to try and come to their rescue. only problem? so is ben solo.

pairing ⌙ smuggler!ben solo x f!reader

warnings ⌙ childhood crush/frenemies turned adults with horrible communication skills, reader is the daughter of lando (biologically or not you decide), ben is a jerk, reader is a brat, petty arguments, forced proximity trope, inner conflict all the time, han and lando are just two pals getting into serious issues that their kids have to fix don't mind them (they're just mentioned), most likely incorrect knowledge of the falcon & starship parts, smuggler!ben solo au because that's canon to me, ben calls reader kid (affectionate, kinda), typos probabaly

word count ⌙ 4.1k

— request | masterlist

i just think ben solo is very much solo by future coded and i wanted to write about smuggler!ben and his smug attitude. special thanks to @crucifiedfaerie for letting me gush over this idea constantly in our dms <3

you never had the stomach for killing— the thought of it or the act itself. the notion of ending someone's life has always been abhorrent to you, leaving a sour sensation in your mouth that lingers long after the deed is done. but right now, you sit, filled with a growing and seemingly unstoppable rage that practically demands blood.

"don't even think about jumping into hyperspace, solo!" your voice is loud but erratic.

the black-haired man piloting the ship gives you a side eye, "and waste hours getting there? sure thing, kid."

you grip the co-pilot seat as hard as possible as he sends the absolutely geriatric ship into lightspeed. the force of it sends your head back onto the headrest, and you screw your eyes shut until the motion of the ship stills.

you've been flying with ben solo on the millennium falcon for a day and a half now, and this isn't even the first time you've wanted to kill him.

no, you'd harbored a hatred for ben solo for as long as you could remember. when you were little your father frequently left you in the care of the organa-solo's. any trip too risky for you to follow him on had you spending time on chandrila han and leia— and ben.

he was a few years older than you and so insufferable - spoiled rotten and full of mischief. the two of you would inevitably end up in scuffles over something, whether it be who got to shower first or which holovid show to watch. you often wondered how your father, han, or leia had managed to handle both of you. a hardheaded pair of troublemakers that needed little excuse to start bickering with one another.

but beneath it all, there had been another layer to your complex relationship with ben solo. even though you feigned anger whenever near him, deep down there had been an admiration growing since those early days spent together. your naive heart fluttered when he would absentmindedly flash his ever-present smirk in your direction. but you'd never admit or act upon any such feelings.

naviagting your crush had been difficult at first. especially having lando calrissian as a parent. you were forced to spend weeks around the source of your teen angst because of your father.

what use is a dad that can sweet-talk a jablogian if he can't fix your unwanted crush on his best friend's son.

you've cursed at his image in your mind every time you look at your ridiculous companion. if not for him, you wouldn't be with ben right now— you'd have never had the displeasure of his company.

you got away from the young solo, and most everyone else, for a good five years, hopping from planet to planet, picking up any honest work. which usually meant boring work— factory jobs, service stuff, a few instances of babysitting.

your life without ben solo is predictable and a little boring.

but you'd rather be bored than deal with the recklessness that becomes your life every time you see the smuggler.

but here you sit beside him, forced to spend an unknown amount of days with him until the both of you find your idiotic fathers.

you had gotten a rouge comm-link message from your dad just days ago. he sounded fine, voice still leisurely and warm, but it was his words that were worrisome, "han's got us in a bit of trouble, little star. would you mind coming to help your old man out? we're somewhere in the trilon sector— i'd try batuu first!"

when you got the message, your mind had gone into autopilot. you had rushed to comm leia, which had been a fatal mistake, as she had ordered her son to pick you up and accompany you. so now you're here, stuck with ben solo and his frightening flying.

"you know, dad should have warned me i'd be flying with a coward." ben's lips are curved into a grin, as usual with his teasing.

you whip your head in his direction, eyes ablaze, "well my father should have warned me that you've gotten even more annoying, somehow."

ben narrows his eyes, a stupid smirk still plastered to his face, "whatever you say, kid."

you feel your blood go hot, why he decided to start calling you kid, you didn't know, but you do know you hate it.

ben's barely your senior, only twenty-three years of age in comparison to your twenty. besides he behaves like an out-of-hand teen away.

"stop calling me that." you groan.

ben chuckles, "aw, what's the matter, kid? tired of following orders already?"

you grit your teeth, the way he talks down to you will forever get under your skin, "i don't take orders from you, solo."

"sure you do. you're on my ship, remember?" ben retorts, his eyes focused on the coordinates displayed to his left.

you cross your arms over your chest, "we're supposed to be working together to find han and my father and get them out of trouble, not bickering like children."

ben rolls his eyes, "it's not my fault you're so uptight."

you take a deep breath, trying to calm yourself down. you can't afford to lose your temper and start a fight, not when you're relying on him to get you to your destination safely. so, you force a smile, "look, can we just be civil? we're both here because we care about our dads and want to help them."

ben's expression softens a little, "fine. but if you start nagging at me again, i can't promise i won't call you kid."

you roll your eyes, "deal. now, can you tell me more about what's going on? my dad was pretty vague in his message."

ben hums, "same with mine. all i know is that lando got mixed up in some kind of shady deal, and now he's in trouble with a gang of criminals called the ninth sun. my mom's been trying to negotiate with them, but they're not ones to bend the knee."

you groan, "of course not. what's the plan?"

he shakes a stray black strand of hair from his eye, "no plan, just find them and go from there."

"lovely, that's totally going to work," you bite your lip, "oh and, it was han who made the sketch deal, not my dad."

ben shrugs, "and who told you that?" he rests his elbow on the armrest and brings his hand to his chin, "lando?"

you clench your fists, "let's just focus on finding them. no need to dwell on the semantics."

ben glances at you and for a moment, you swear there's a flicker of something in his eyes. something other than his usual teasing, mischievous demeanor, but it's gone as quickly as it came and he turns back to the console.

the ship hums steadily beneath you, and the silence between you two stretches on, broken only by the occasional beep from the controls. you fidget in your seat, uncomfortable with the unfamiliar hush. you've never been around ben so long without saying anything, and you're about to speak up before he interrupts you.

"we'll have to make a pit stop, i need to refuel." his voice sounds tired.

you nod, "alright. any nearby planets we can stop at?"

ben checks the navicomputer, "yeah, there's one a couple of light years away. i've been there before, it's not too bad."

"okay solo, lead the way." you say, leaning back in your seat.

as he pilots the ship toward the destination, you can't help but study him from the corner of your eye. he's changed since the last time you saw him. the boy who used to pull your hair and steal your toys has grown into a man. he's lean and toned with longer hair, still as sable black as ever. it falls into his eyes, despite how much he wills it not to, giving him a slightly disheveled look that you can't help but find attractive.

you rue the thoughts plaguing your own mind.

the embarrassment you used to feel over your crush has come back ten-fold. the feeling shocks you. he's trying to act all suave and mature, but you know deep down that he's still the same old ben who annoyed the life out of you. you can feel the familiar tug in your heart every time he speaks, and you know he can't have changed much over the years. not when he's making you feel just like you're fourteen again.

but there is something different about him now. maybe it's the way he pilots the ship with ease– no longer the boy who'd cover his ears ar take off, or maybe it's just the way his muscles flex under his tight-fitting shirt. he's almost mesmerizing.

it's clear that he's been doing this for a long time, navigating the stars all alone with nothing but his shitty attitude and perfect hair. you find yourself marveling over him, sure and smooth, his hands deftly moving over the controls.

ever the realist, you try to shake off the feeling, but it's proving difficult. you feel a strange urge to preserve your current addiction.

as you watch him fly, you feel a fixation building within you. it's a sentiment you haven't felt in years, not felt since the last time you saw him.

you try to push the feeling down, knowing that it's not the time to have those kinds of thoughts. you're supposed to be focused on finding your fathers and not getting killed by some lethal syndicate, not lusting after your childhood nemesis.

you feel wrong stealing glances at him, trying to understand what's changed and why you're feeling this way. you're towing a dangerous, line. especially if those feelings are inspired by ben organa-solo.

finally, after what feels like hours, you arrive at the refueling station. as soon as ben lands the ship, you stretch your legs inside the falcon, looking out at the new scenery. the planet is bathed in the evening light, and the scene around you is wide awake. the station itself is a bustling hub of activity, with all kinds of alien species milling about.

ben leads the way to the fueling station, where he begins filling up the ship's tanks. you stand by the ship's entrance, people-watching. your eyes find ben's figure again, and you let them stall. when he looks your way, you advert your gaze and step out of the falcon, swiftly approaching him.

the evening air is cool as it hits your skin. this planet is a strange one, with vibrant purple plants and thick, white fog swirling around. but you don't pay too much attention to it, your eyes are locked on ben.

he's leaning against the ship, checking over the fuel meter with a frown on his face. you walk over to him and clear your throat, expecting to get his attention.

he looks up at you, eyes meeting your own. you feel your heart skip a beat, and you curse yourself for being soft for him.

"you know, you didn't have to follow me out here." he mumbles, hand coming to brush the hair from his eyes.

you hum, "i didn't have anything better to do."

he ignores you and looks back at the fuel gauge, his eyebrows furrow, "i found something for you to do." his voice is monotone, but you're all too familiar with the subtle cut of annoyance within.

"what does that mean?" you own voice comes out a bit too anxious.

ben groans before looking at you, "one of the damn tanks has a leak— i told chewie to fix that weeks ago." he follows up his words with a few curses before kicking the faulty gas tank.

you roll your eyes, "can't we just get another one? i'm sure if we go inside someone would know where we could get another one."

"the problem isn't finding one," he tsks at you, "the problem is that this tank has been leaking fuel into the beacon finder. without that, we're never finding our dear old dads."

your heart sinks. you had been so sure that you would find your dad quickly, but now it looks like that might not be the case. "so, what do you suggest we do?" you ask, crossing your arms over your chest.

"i'll have to fix the beacon," he sighs, "luckily i have the tools for it, but i need to find one more part, and with the sun setting soon…" he trails off, letting his silence complete the sentence for him.

you take in a deep breath at his implication. you can tell what he is suggesting without explicitly stating it.

you will be stuck on this planet with him tonight and forced to share the same cramped room. you thank god for separate cots, at least.

you try to ignore the warmth creeping up your ears, but you know that it's a losing battle. you haven't shared a room with ben solo since you were kids, endless unwilling sleepovers at each other's houses. but those instances were filled with innocent pranks and arguments, not the tension and longing glances you've found yourself giving him.

"alright," you say, trying to keep your voice even, "we'll just get the part and fix the beacon. the faster we fix this, the faster we can find our fathers and get back to our lives." you move towards the entrance of the fueling station, wanting to put space between you and ben.

"you mean so you can get back to your life." he calls out to you, and you look back at him only to be met with contempt in his brown eyes, "the one where you avoid me."

you give him a sharp eye roll before making your way toward a small gaggle of vendors, much more interested in finding this part. ben follows closely behind you, and you can feel the weight of his stare on the back of your head.

you're at a loss as to why ben solo would ever care that you've been avoiding him for the last five years. the ben you remember would've never batted an eye. when did that change?

you find a vendor selling the part that ben needs, and you both split the payment before heading back to the falcon. ben sets to work on the beacon, and you sit nearby, supposedly looking over the coordinates but mostly watching him work.

there's an abnormal sense of calm that fills you as you watch him. concentration is etched on his face, lips bitten bright red. you can't help but admire him, not for the sake of not trying.

you're brought back to reality when he starts cursing under his breath, "what's wrong?" you ask, moving closer to him.

"this damn thing won't budge," he grunts, trying to pry apart two pieces of the beacon.

you move to his side, peering down at the device. his breath is hot on your cheek, and you feel an urge to shiver. trying to focus on the task at hand you take a few breaths.

your eyes keep drifting to his lips, the way they move when he curses. you shake your head, trying to clear the inappropriate thoughts from your mind. "let me help," you offer, reaching for one of the tools he's using.

he hands it to you, and you lean in closer, your sides pressed together as you work the tool. you can feel his heat exuding into you, a warmth that isn't just from the planet's humid air. you try to focus, but it's becoming increasingly difficult. every time he moves, you catch a whiff of his scent, musky and rich, and your mind starts to wander to places it shouldn't.

finally, after what feels like an eternity, the piece pops free, and ben lets out a sigh of relief. he turns to you, a small smile on his face, and you can't help but smile back. his eyes lock onto yours, and suddenly, the air between you is charged with something foreign.

you let your tone come out sardonic, "looks like i saved the day. you're welcome, solo."

ben tilts his head, eyes narrowing, "you're a brat, kid."

"i thought i told you to stop calling me that." you want to hit him.

"i said i had a condition," he pauses, arms coming to either side of you, palms pressing into the falcon's floor, effectively trapping you against him, "a condition you just broke. so you're back to kid, kid."

you feel your resolve slipping, "you're the worst. you always have been, and i can see now that will never change."

he has the audacity to let out an amused breath, "if you're going to say shit like that, at least mean it."

your brows furrow, "pardon me? as if i don't mean that."

his hands creep from the ground and to your hips, you gasp as he pulls you in closer. if he were anyone else, you'd expect him to kiss you next, but he's not anyone else. so instead, he cranes down and whispers in your ear, his breath hot against your skin. "i know you want me," he growls, his fingers digging into your clothed flesh. "don't act like you don't,"

you're completely caught off guard, and before you can respond, he's pulling away from you and grabbing the beacon. you watch in silent horror as he makes for the falcon's exit, leaving you confused on the floor.

you sit there, rooted to the spot, your mind and body in turmoil. you know if you follow him you'd just be throwing yourself into a petty or embarrassing altercation.

what did he mean by that anyway? how could he possibly know?

taking a steadying breath, you turn away from your seat and make for the other side of the ship. you need to keep yourself busy until nighttime, and you know that there's some maintenance to do on one of the storage bays. when you get there, however, it's already been taken care of. your fists clench in frustration as you realize ben must have done it earlier.

you start searching around the ship for any other tasks that might help keep your mind off things and pass the time more quickly- checking cords, tidying up shelves or going through supplies lists so nothing gets low.

the hours seem to stretch on endlessly despite how much work you manage to do, and all too soon darkness begins to fill the sky outside of the cockpit windows. with a heavy sigh, you head back towards where you and ben had been working earlier. he's back now, tinkering away with the beacon as if nothing had ever happened between the two of you earlier— as if his words hadn't sent a tremble down your spine and confused the emotions tumbling through your mind.

you catch an expectant glance from him when he finally notices your presence. you're sure he's expecting you to say something to him. maybe he wants you to yell.

you don't say anything though, instead offering only a terse nod before checking the endless cords around you.

your fingers move quickly and expertly over the tangled cords, your mind too preoccupied to focus on anything else. but you can feel his gaze on you, burning through the back of your skull like a branding iron. his presence is suffocating and you know that if you don't get a handle on your emotions soon, you'll combust.

eventually, you're so lost in thought that you almost miss the soft footfalls approaching you. you turn to see ben standing beside you, his eyes locked onto yours. the air between you is thick with strain, unspoken words, and feelings. there are so many things you want to say to him, but you don't know where to begin.

"so," his voice breaks through the silence like a blaster shot. "when are we going to talk about it?"

you hear the depth in his baritone voice and it's all you can do to keep your face neutral, your thoughts collected, "talk about what?" you ask, even though you know perfectly well what he's referring to.

"about me and you," he says, voice low but insistent, "or we can just keep ignoring it. the tension seems to be getting us pretty far."

your expression shifts as you take in his words, the longing that had been coiled in so tightly before now coming to the surface. you can feel yourself flustering under the intensity of his watch but you refuse to look away, instead lifting your chin higher and narrowing your eyes.

"there is no us, solo," you say firmly, though your voice is riddled with a hint of something else entirely, "there never has been, and never will be."

ben seems unfazed by your words, his eyes steady and intense. "you say that," he says, his voice softening. "but i know you better than anyone else. and i know there's some part of you that actually likes me. i bet it pisses you off, doesn't it?"

he's right— it does piss you off that your heart can't seem to let him go. no matter how annoying you find him, he's beautiful and confident. and he does know you better than anyone. he knows what buttons to press and how hard. with ben, there's always the thrill of how perceptive he is— that he can see through the walls of anger and indifference you try so hard to build up around yourself.

you can feel your will crumbling under his words, your heart throbbing in your chest, but still, you push back, "even if there is something there, solo," you say, your voice shaking slightly, "it doesn't change anything. we're two different people living two very different lives."

ben smirks, "you don't know anything about my life."

you let your eyes roll, "as if the life you lead is some kind of mystery," you take a deep breath, "i mean, what's to know? you fly alone, smuggle, and rack up credits. that's your life, solo."

he hums, right hand finding a home beside your head on the wall, "you know me so well, kid. you should write a book."

you feel inexplicably hot, "maybe i will. a long book of all the reasons you piss me off."

he doesn't respond, just looks down at you for an uncomfortable amount of time. he pushes himself from the wall and you, twisting and letting his back hit the durasteel wall. his face is turned to you, eyes downcast.

"you know," he says finally, breaking the silence, "i remember when we were kids, it was always you who used to be the one to instigate. you probably don't remember it that way, but i do, and i loved it. you never hesitated. you were fearless."

you look at him incredulously, wondering what this has to do with anything. but he continues, "you were the only girl that would play with me, and not just that, the only one that could beat me. but then one day you just stopped. you ignored me completely."

you stiffen, unwilling to admit even through body language that he might be right. a pre-teen you found avoiding your ben sized crush the most viable option. you just never thought he'd care.

he continues, eyes unwavering from yours, "you used to look at me like i was the only person that mattered. and then, you just stopped. it's was like… like you had something to hide."

it's like he can read your mind because he reaches out and grasps your wrist in his hand. his touch is nice against your skin, sending a comfortable feel through your veins.

"i miss you, the girl who wasn't afraid of liking me," he whispers, his voice low and husky. "and i want you to admit that you miss me too."

you struggle to find words, to make sense of everything inside of you, but before you can speak, his lips are on yours. his kiss is hot and demanding, and instinctively lean into him, body melting against his in perfect harmony. his hands slide around your waist and hold you close as the kiss deepens, and you can feel all of the frustrations of the past slipping away. when he finally pulls back, his eyes are bright with emotion and a hint of a smile graces his lips.

he looks down at you for a moment before speaking in a low voice, "you want me to do that again?" he steps closer to you and cups your face in his hands, his eyes twinkling with amusement. you can feel the warmth radiating from his body and if it weren't for his strong arms around you, you would have melted into a puddle.

you nod slowly in agreement, too lost in the moment to say anything else. he leans down and brushes his lips against your cheek before pulling away completely, "then be honest. right here, right now. you like me."

you screw your eyes shut, basking in the shame of being found out, "i like you, solo. i like you a lot, but if you don't get off your pedestal and kiss me again i'll withdraw the opportunity."

he gazes down at you with an expression that's tender yet mischievous all at once. "i like you too," he whispers before chuckling lightly, you open your eyes to see.

his dimples are on full display, and for a second, he's the spirit of the little brat you fell in love with all those years ago. "c'mere, kid." his voice is soft as he pulls you back into him, lips meeting yours.

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leviathanspain · 10 months

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i just saw your guidelines , thank you!! sorry it flew right over my head, i appreciate you for directing me to the page when you responded :D

i have two ideas but you may choose which one interests you the most!! thank you again so much, i love your writing <3

would like a kylo ren x reader please, pronouns can be whatever you'd like but i prefer she/her. the point of view is up to you! i prefer second but i think you prefer third and/or first and i don't mind either or!

the first idea is kylo and y/n have been together for two years but it was kept within the first order and not public because kylo knew people (like the resistance) might use it against him. maybe during a fight between the first order and the resistance on a planet, y/n would get kidnapped by the resistance. this was finn's idea because he knows kylo has a significant other. what the resistance does with y/n is up to you, whether it be to lead kylo into some sort of trap, or to get information out of her, a mix of both... it's all up to you! finn knows that she's his only weakness. eventually kylo will save her. bonus points if she's in rough shape and in bad physical condition. kylo gets really upset because he thinks he’s doing a bad job keeping her safe and that he failed to protect her. angsty , self-loathing kylo but y/n trying to make him feel better.

the other idea has a bit of angst aspects as well but less action. it’s been about half a year or maybe even a year of kylo and y/n dating. everyone knows of his anger issues and tantrums. not even stormtroopers will want to be within 10 feet of him when he’s having an “episode”. the only person who would go up to him is y/n. one time kylo was so upset that he didn’t think before acting. when y/n went to calm him down he hurt her. nothing too physically harming , it hurt more emotionally than it did physically. maybe he yelled at her a lot and said things he didn’t mean , he could do anything. then she gets super upset and runs off to their shared quarters. he ends up finding her crying.

he’s never seen her cry or show weakness before.

you can pick one of the two!! thank you so much again and please , if these topics aren’t interesting , please tell me <3

stargirl

kylo ren x reader

synopsis: in your captivity, all you can think about is him, in love and in hate

a/n: anything in italics is a past memory, and i just combined the two into one, so i hope you like it!!

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you had wondered when you’d be interrogated. it was inevitable, you had been through enough war and fighting to know that whenever someone was kidnapped and held captive, they would be interrogated.

you had done it before, multiple times.

you couldn’t say that you hated it. the only dark part of your morality let you love what you’ve done. of course, having the pleased eye of kylo ren staring at you was also the encouragement you needed whenever you felt doubts.

the door had opened unexpectedly, you could hear the woosh, and immediately you closed your eyes in anger, “what is it?” you heard the footsteps of heavy boots, most likely a trooper or a knight.

you turned around and saw the opposing figure of one of the knights of ren. you raised your eyebrow and the knight cleared their throat, “master ren has been acting strange,” again they cleared their throat, anxiety waved off of them, “he’s been..” they trailed off and you inhaled slightly.

the knight exhaled, their shoulders dropping with relief at your reaction. this was nothing new. kylo had his fits of rage or tantrums where he was practically inconsolable.

after working with him so closely and developing more than just a friendship, you were well versed in the game of calming down kylo.

you waved the knight away, “i will be right there.” the knight nodded, gave a respectful bow and walked off.

there was a loud slam against your cell that awoke you. the pathetic excuse for a blanket fell of your shoulders as you sat up, wiping your eyes as you heard the cell door creak open, “let’s go.” a hand came up to your arms and pulled you up onto your feet. you would protest, but you stayed silent, keeping a calm face. but the man’s fingers dug into your arm, making it hard for you not to cry out.

you were hauled out of the cell and practically dragged to another room, nearly as small as the cell, you were pushed inside, made to sit at one of the only two chairs in the room.

you looked around, there was no sign of the rest of the resistance members. perhaps they were hiding their prisoners away from the others, obviously on purpo-

“you can stop trying to figure out where everyone else is.” he was tall, a younger looking man, his face whispered familiarity.

he pulled the chair out opposite of yours and sat down carefully, his eyes grazing over your face. you looked at him, not willing to break eye contact.

he smiled hard, almost menacingly, “isn’t this odd? we’ve met, many times before..i know you, but you don’t know me..” he trailed off, “y/n.”

your name peeked your attention. hardly anyone outside of the order knew your first name. only kylo, a few officers, and the knights knew your true name. but you were always referred to as iza’re, or iza’re ren.

you narrowed your eyes at the man, “get to the point. what do you want from the first order?” you were getting bored, and if this is how it’s going to be, you needed to cut it short.

“you don’t know who i am?” the man looked surprised to see you so nonchalant. as if your true name was supposed to be the key to everything.

you shrugged again, leaning your elbows on the table, you got close to his face, “you say that like i’m supposed to care. i won’t repeat myself again,” you hissed, “what do you want from the first order?”

“get out. all of you!” kylo ren’s anger exhibited itself in his voice, a large hand outstretched itself towards the door, the metal door heaved open with the force and the rest of the troopers filed out, quickly as can be.

fn-2187 stared at kylo ren. even under his mask, he could just imagine his expression. fn-2187 knew that the moment you had walked in, that this wasn’t going to end well.

he followed the rest of the troopers out to the hallway. there was a large window that allowed people to see in, and fn-2187 had walked slow so that he could end up in front of the window.

“you need to calm down.” you had been talking to kylo through the force the entire way here. he was being stubborn, unresponsive to your usual tactics, you realized that maybe this wouldn’t be like other times.

“kylo.” you called his name, his back was turned to you and you were dying in the silence.

“why can’t you ever just stay out of it?” kylo turned around on his heel, the dark fabric of his cape followed him, and he began to stalk towards you, “hmm? why do you always think that you can save the day? you’re pathetic. a pathetic excuse for a force user, a pathetic excuse for a soldier of the first order..” he listed off all your weaknesses in a cruel list, “i cant stand to look at you. you make me fucking sick.” he had stopped you cold against the wall. even just arms length away from you, you could feel the rage, feel the truth to his feelings radiate off of him.

you wanted to cry. right then and there, you wanted to ball yourself up and sob on the floor.

but you scrunched your face slightly, as if not to lose the nerve, “find me when you’re done being an asshole.” you didn’t even look at him as you stalked past him, glancing at the open window towards the troopers, who were all facing away from the window.

except for one.

“what do you mean you ‘think’? we’ve been holding her for days and you’ve been in there for hours, and that’s what you’ve come up with?” poe had been overseeing the interrogation, and it was clear that it was going nowhere.

“threatening to blow up starkiller base would get us somewhere if we actually could.” poe rubbed his face, the feeling of a headache was coming on.

“why can’t we?” finn stared at poe, and poe laughed, realizing that finn was being serious.

“are you sure it’s her? it couldn’t be someone else? another trooper, perhaps?” poe looked at finn, who sighed, “she’s the only one i’ve ever seen that close to ren. it’s gotta be her.”

kylo hadn’t thought to apologize. but you had been ignoring him for days, even going as far as having stormtroopers deliver messages.

he had had enough when he had tried to talk to you through the force, and felt nothing in response.

“are you done?” the sound of the metal door opening had you turning your neck to see kylo ren, helmet off, hair dishelved, stalking in.

he set his helmet down on your dining table and kicked his shoes off, “i asked you something.” he stared down at you, his eyes searching you for something back.

“really?” you come in here after the way you talked to me a few days ago and expect us to be fine?” you looked up from your data log and stood up, “you yelled at me, tore me apart, called me pathetic many times over-“

“i’m sorry.” kylo interrupted you, and his face softened. this was utterly unlike him.

“what?” your own voice sounded distant and you blinked. a hand flew to your chest to feel the beating heart inside, “did you just-“

“yes. i am sorry.” kylo walked over to you, and watched as your face broke, tears spilling as you walked into his arms.

silence and the sounds of your sniffles filled the room. all that you ever wanted from him was an apology, and he had finally done it.

“i swear to you,” kylo broke the silence, the quiet was drowned out by his husky voice, “that i will never do that to you again.”

“and you caught them..?” poe’s eyebrows knitted together with confusion. his pilot uniform jacket hung on the chair beside him, as he paced the room, “let’s rewind,”

finn nodded, and poe sighed, “you were sent down to give her a message,”

“it had something to do with the knights.” finn had tried to remember what exactly the message was about but it had been nearly two years since then.

“and instead kylo ren answered the door?” poe repeated the events and finn nodded. “are you sure it wasn’t his quarters and you’re just an idiot?”

finn’s expression fell and he rolled his eyes, “stormtroopers are supposed to know. it was her quarters, her name was in a blazing plaque outside the door.”

a knock at the door had interrupted you. kylo had stripped off his clothes, leaving only the thick black sweatpants on, but even then, they hung dangerously low on him.

you, on the other hand, barely had anything on.

“fuck.” you cursed, and stuffed whatever shirt you could find off the floor. just by the scent of it, you knew it was kylo’s, but you still shrugged it on. you got off the bed, trying to find some shoes but kylo grabbed your arm, “i’ll get it.”

he was already getting up, and even with your protests, it was too late.

“master ren!” the robotic voice of a trooper met your ears and you cringed. troopers talked, and this was definitely something to talk about. there was an exchange of words between the trooper and kylo, until finally, “you are dismissed, fn-2187.”

“that’s kind of hot, no?” poe had been staring a little too long at the wall, clearly imagining what finn had described.

finn’s face turned into a picture of disgust, “there is something wrong with you.”

“iza’re to starkiller base. iza’re to base, does anyone copy?” you were falling, and fast.

the resistance had been chasing you for almost an hour. you had tried to lose them in some astroid graveyard but they were on your ass, until they shot your ship.

“fuck! someone! iza’re to base!” your hands clutched at the controls as you felt your chest rise and fall with fear.

kylo was right. you should have never gone off alone.

“kylo! im just off the astroid chunks by naboo.” just as you had finished telling your location, the ships power shut off, and you felt yourself blackout as the ship began to fall harder.

kylo had them playback your voice. over and over again.

the fear in your voice had been seared into his mind for days. he had tried to reach you over the force but was met with nothing. the usual thrum of your power would at least let him know you were alive. but he felt sick when he felt nothing.

“and no one heard this until when?” kylo looked around at the table filled with officers and military personnel. they all had this look of stupidity on their faces that made kylo want to knock them all out cold.

“this morning-“ a staff spoke up, “we believe she was taken by the resistance.”

kylo’s hands smashed against the table, “this morning?! find her!” he yelled at the officers. he raised his hands and suddenly they were all clutching at their throats, “find her now or i will murder every single one of you until someone does.”

“she’s loyal.” rey had observed, watching you through the glass, she wondered if you could see them all, gawking at you.

“of course she is. she’s sleeping with the supreme leader of the first order.” poe commented, rolling his eyes slightly, “i say we just lie.”

finn turned towards poe, “didn’t you just say that we shouldn’t lie? you got all mad-“

poe shrugged, “i was a different person then. say that ren is dead, and the first order is ashes-“

“oh like she’ll believe that-“ finn replied sarcastically. he had his hands on his hips and stared at you.

you were looking off into the distance, totally unaware of them on the other side staring at you.

“she’ll know. you said she’s a force user, correct?” rey peered at you and finn nodded, “yes. why?”

“she’ll know we’re lying. she probably also knows that we can see her,” you turned suddenly, meeting their eyes, “-right through this glass..” rey trailed off, and poe whistled lowly.

“wow. this is embarrassing…” poe laughed nervously. finn laughed, patting his friends shoulder as he walked off.

kylo was close. he hadn’t realized until now that it was the distance muffling your power. he could feel you, a quiet thrum in his head, he knew you were close.

“kill anything and everyone. i don’t care- just get her out alive.” his instructions were incredibly clear to the knights and troopers. he wanted you more than he wanted the resistance gone.

“so..” he had been trying to get you to talk for almost thirty minutes now. unlike his friend, this one seemed to be a little dull. “what’s between you and ren?”

you raised your head, and narrowed your gaze, “you mean my superior, the supreme leader kylo ren?” you were so serious that poe had to think about it before nodding weakly.

“nothing. bring me the trooper. fn-2187, is it? at least he knew what kind of questions to ask..” you waved a hand, dismissively towards the man and turned away, hoping he would leave.

“oh my god.” poe let the words escape as he shut the door behind him, “i don’t know what he sees in her-“ he looked at finn, “she’s asking for you. like specifically for you.” he raised his eyebrows at finn, who laughed in shock.

rey looked at the men, “don’t tell me you’re going to go in there.” she held up a hand to finn and he shrugged, “what else should we do?”

rey sighed, “give her up? she’s clearly nobody to ren, maybe finn was wrong.”

kylo ren had blown up half of the resistance base. he had felt nothing as he did so, and nothing more as he stepped off his ship, and hauled ass to wherever the hell you were.

he tried to use his own force powers to try and locate you, cutting down anyone that tried to fight him.

but it was worth nothing. nothing drove kylo ren more than you, and he would find you even if it killed him.

the argument between poe and finn had barely lasted before the emergency alarm had gone off. shouts echoed down the hall and they all began to run.

troopers were all over the place, blasters were shooting at everyone and they knew this was kylo.

“maybe finn was right..” rey looked at the men with a sheepish smile, and finn rolled his eyes, “get down!” he shouted at rey, who just barely ducked the blast that was shot towards her.

“if it’s him then shouldn’t someone go fend him off?” finn stared at poe and rey, as if waiting for one of them to volunteer.

poe shrugged, “i don’t think she’s worth it. barely talked.” finn didn’t even bother arguing when rey began to agree.

you could hear the sounds of a fight through the door. you couldn’t see through the glass window, but you could just imagine it.

the door opened and you half expected to see one of the two guys who had been interrogating you. but instead there he was.

wearing his usual all black, kylo cut down the room and immediately opened his arms, pulling you into them. “y/n..oh y/n.” there was a sigh of relief as you wrapped your arms around him.

you were crying.

this entire time you had forced yourself not to cry, not to show emotion. perhaps you had saved it for this moment. “kylo.” his name rolled off your tongue, “im sorry.”

kylo shook his head, “don’t. it’s all my fault. i should’ve just gone out there with you.” he scolded himself, shaking his head as he thought back to what he could’ve done.

“no. don’t. you always do that, you take responsibility for a decision i made.” you hugged him even tighter, “don’t. okay. just don’t.”

kylo didn’t even protest, he just held you all the more tighter in his arms.

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hannibals-favourite-meal · 8 months

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.⋆｡His First Hit｡⋆.

Kylo Ren x plus size reader

His Choice Masterlist

The time has come for him to collect his prize, beginning a dangerous habit

Chapter Warnings: dubcon, smut, size kink, virgin!reader, sort of implied virgin Kylo, unprotected sex, fingering, d/s dynamics, no aftercare, slight innocence kink

WC: 2.1k

Minors DNI

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Kylo Ren’s chambers were haunting. There was no soul in them, they were merely a collection of dark rooms that seemingly served no other purpose than to be her prison. The only sounds she could discern were the low hum of the massive star cruiser and the frantic beating of her heart in her ears.

The cold floor bit into her bare feet as Y/N stood in the centre of the room, her hands folded before her, her head lowered, just as she had been instructed to do. She shuffled her feet, hissing as the pain of the chill began to work its way up to her ankles. There was a pain in her left inner arm from where the ship’s medic droid had placed an implant, she fought the urge to scratch at the small bump in her bicep, not wishing to displease her new master should he enter as she broke formation.

Just as her will was about to break, the huge blast doors opened and she snapped to attention. Her back going ramrod straight as the sith stepped into the room. He was somehow even larger under the dim lights of his chambers than he was under the three suns of your previous home. His black cloak swept the floor behind him as he entered without an acknowledgement to the woman before him.

Y/N flinched as the door slammed shut, her intertwined fingers tightening around each other. He remained silent as he stood by the simple desk in the corner of the room. There was a whoosh of fabric and from the corner of her eye, Y/N watched as he took his famed cloak off and draped it over the reflective surface, leaving him only in a black tunic and trousers.

His knotted muscles were exposed to her first as he shed the dark fabric from his shoulders. Y/N trembled in fear with each new inch of skin revealed, positively shaking when the Sith finally pulled his helmet off. Long black hair tumbled over his pale face, obscuring his eyes from view. “Have you ever taken a lover before?” His deep voice was strangely melodic, it was measured and calm, like he had been trained to speak that way.

Timidly, she shook her head. “Answer me, girl.”

“I-I have not been with a-anyone sir.” She stammered, gaze dropping to the ground, immediately catching sight of her own reflection in the almost mirrored floor. Kylo’s yellow eyes glanced at the smaller woman. She had been cleaned, her skin was raw from the vigorous scrubbing she must have received before they left the planet. Two small bandages wrapped around her palms, the ends frayed from her fiddling.

Instead of that hordenous outfit those degenerates had stuffed her in, she was dressed in a floor length white gown with long sleeves. It covered almost all of her body, the hem brushing her toes as she stood before him, making her the picture of innocence, well it would, if the light fabric wasn’t completely sheer. No jewellery or makeup marred her natural beauty. As he stepped closer, he was able to see the slight imperfections in her skin that only added to her looks.

The sith smirked as he watched the darker skin of her nipples pebble under his lustful gaze. “I will be your only then. You will take no other.” Surprisingly warm hands cupped her jaw, tilting her head up so she could look upon her new master. Her eyes sparkled with fearful tears. He scoffed with what she supposed was disgust and released her.

“Strip.” He flicked his hand, indicating for her to do so as he sat on the edge of the huge bed in the centre of the room, spreading his legs in a show of power. Y/N nervously gulped, watching the giant of a man make himself comfortable, his naked muscles rippling. Her eyes flicked down his toned stomach to where his black trousers sat dangerously low on his hips, the dark patch of hair at the base of his pelvis barely exposed above the impressive bulge pressing against the fabric.

“Now, girl. I will not tell you again.” He snarled, his patience wearing out quickly. She jumped, a squeak of fear escaping her lips before trembling fingers began to undo the multitude of buttons down her front. She had a feeling he could sense her fear, his almost gruesome smirk growing with each centimetre of her soft flesh revealed.

The left shoulder of the dress slipped down her arm and Kylo’s eyes darkened. The top of the white fabric was now clinging to her heavy breasts, flaring out around her wide hips, allowing him to see her large stomach and thick thighs. “Spread your legs.” He growled, his voice dropping deeper than before. Sucking in a breath, she followed his order, baring her virgin cunt to him.

She shook with anxiety as her captor remained silent, simply observing her. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, his long finger intertwining beneath his slightly downturned nose. “Come.” Her steps were light, barely making any sound as she approached the dark haired man, allowing the dress to fall away from her body and landing in a heap on the floor.

Even while sitting, she barely reached his eye-line. “Hmm.” He hummed, big hands coming to rest upon her naked hips, sending a shockwave through her. The woman hiccuped, desperately trying to keep her tears at bay. Stories of the sith’s rages had been heard all over the galaxy and there was no telling what he would do to her if she refused him.

“You can say no, I will not force you.” Amber eyes burned brightly in the dim light as he drew her closer, their chests now mere inches apart. His change in mood sent her mind into a tailspin. How could he have been so demanding and imposing only a moment before and now seem so nervous and fearful?

“I am yours.” She murmured, delicately laying her palms on the backs of his hands, guiding them up to her breasts. The others had told her that it would be easier if she gave in, if she told him what he wanted to hear he would grant her some kind of mercy. But Kylo’s scowl deepened at her words, his gaze fixed sternly on her face.

“The truth.” He growled, a firm warning. The air was electric between them, her fear and his rage curling into an explosive mixture that threatened to blow. She couldn’t speak, the lump in her throat preventing the words from escaping her lips as she trembled in his hold. She gasped.

Kylo, moving faster than she could comprehend, stood up, hands falling to her plump thighs. With one swift movement, he lifted her into the air, the tips of his fingers dug into her flesh, fitting perfectly in the little divots of cellulite. He turned and laid her on the sheets gently, allowing her legs to wrap around his thin waist as he planted his large hands beside her head.

The hard planes of his stomach pressed tightly to her, the heat from his body making her shiver. “I do not like liars.” Pressing his nose to her neck, he nuzzled the soft skin, inhaling her scent. “I find them deplorable.” Her eyes fluttered as his lips brushed against her pulse, his hips pressed forward, the bulge of his cock felt even bigger now.

“So tell. Me. The. Truth.” Moans involuntarily slipped from her throat as he rolled his pelvis down, a warmth so foreign to her built quickly, wetness beginning to slick his trousers. Kylo groaned quietly, his tongue tracing the curve of her throat, tasting the salt of her skin, her sweat tinged with a sweet fear.

Her hands shakily raised up and grazed his back lightly. He rewarded her by gently nibbling on her skin, lightly sucking to leave a dark bruise. She whimpered, fingers digging into the warm muscles of his back. She could feel the way the solid mass shifted underneath her palms, the raised skin of scars and various moles.

Swallowing her fear and her pride, she spoke. “I want you.” He didn’t respond verbally, only slipping a hand between them to cup her heat. Her body seized at the unfamiliar sensation of one thick finger circling her tight opening, but he continued to collect her slick, teasing the small entrance.

He was pressed into her soft inner thigh, slowly grinding against her as his cock throbbed within the confines of his pants. He felt her hips relax beneath his own, her thighs loosening their grip, and allowing for his palm to connect with her hooded clit. “Mmm.” Her lips parted, a moan so quiet, the sith barely heard it but it was enough for him.

The ties on his trousers were quickly loosened and slipped down the curve of his taut ass. He waited until her large body relaxed with the beginnings of pleasure, the walls of her mind beginning to crumble, leaving her vulnerable to him. Taking his cock in hand, he guided himself to her, notching his tip at her entrance.

The force rippled around them as he finally plunged into her. Her walls stretched and fluttered, struggling to take the heft of his cock as he pushed deeper and deeper. Her back bowed up into his strong chest, a scream caught in her throat. He groaned deep in his chest, letting out a hiccup of his own that was barely audible to her.

“Big.” She desperately clutched at his warm back, her legs falling open to try to accommodate his massive size. Kylo simply grunted in reply, his head falling to her collarbones and sucking on the delicate skin. His black hair fanned out over her shoulders. She could no longer see his face, so she allowed her eyes to drift upwards towards the high ceiling above them which was covered with a huge mirror, letting her see every inch of them both.

He was huge like this, hulking and overwhelming. The girl winced as he finally buried himself entirely within her. Pain bloomed beautifully in her lower stomach, setting her veins alight in a way she had never felt before. But as her lord began to move, a switch flipped off in her head. A numbness consumed her, forcing her body to unwind and accept his powerful drive into her warmth.

She winced with each thrust, her cunt burning with the stretch. She could feel the way his chest rumbled against her own with groans that he struggled to contain, the way his muscles flexed as he rolled his hips up into her own. One of his hands clutched desperately at her waist as he leveraged forwards, hitting a place inside her that she didn’t know existed.

All of her senses returned to her at once, her gasp carried through the room, bouncing off the walls before returning to her. She did not recognise the sound of her own voice. He snarled into her skin as her walls tightened around his thick cock. “Mine.” She could barely hear him over the rush of blood in her ears but as he growled it again, her heart sank.

Squeezing her eyes shut, she recalled the lessons the other women had given her. With his next thrust, she lifted her hips from the best as best she could, meeting his own hips with a wet slap. Everything paused for a moment, and then his grip tightened on her.

The scream was ripped through her throat before she could stop it as Kylo punched into her cunt, forcing her to take his brutal pace. The bed creaked, creaking a symphony of sounds with his small groans and her barely contained whines.

It was all too much for her, the pleasure, the pain, the feel of the man above her. She clung to his back, her short nails digging into his warm skin as some kind of anchor while her mind began to go fuzzy. His large nose nudged at her neck and she mewled.

Her stomach tensed beneath him and she felt his lips quirk briefly before suddenly, everything went blank then stars exploded behind her eyes. Her orgasm slammed into her just as he met his own end. He made no noise as he spilled into her, simply letting out a controlled breath through his nose before he pulled away.

Kylo stood, leaving her shaking and messy upon his sheets as he gazed down at her. He dressed silently but did not yet replace his helmet. “Sleep. Food will be sent later.”

The blast doors shut behind him as she succumbed to her exhaustion, left alone in her cage.

When Y/N finally awoke, several hours later, she was alone. She was dressed as if the events from that night had never occurred, yet there was one piece of evidence that it had not been a dream- a heavy collar hung around her neck, keeping her chained to the bed.

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the-tales-of-ren · 2 months

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Asking you out on a date

Pairing: Kylo Ren x reader

Warnings: None

Requested: @obessionprofessional

Request:

Hi! Since you’re taking requests, would you be okay to write a fic about Kylo asking a female reader on a date? It could be the other way around, too! I hope you have a quick recovery!

Note: I made this into HC list, I hope that’s okay!

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• Kylo Ren may act cold and distant towards you more so than everyone else, but that’s because he doesn’t know how to expression feelings without risking ruining his reputation around the First Order

• Therefore, that fails him to think of any ways to properly ask you out without possibly putting your life at risk of Snoke

• Being cold and distant was just his way of protecting you in the beginning

• But that all changes when Kylo becomes supreme leader of the First Order

• It wasn’t until after defeating Snoke and Rey escaping back to the Resistance did Kylo how much more freedom he gained taking place as the new supreme leader, he was free to do as he wished

• The very first thing Kylo did in his new position was finding you and explaining to you that he was now the supreme leader and the explanation was followed by him asking you out on a date

• At first, you thought it was a joke. Not of him defeating Snoke but the part where he was asking you on a date, but than you saw the glimpse of sincerity in his eyes.

• Of course you had accepted. In your heart, you would have accepted even if he wasn’t the supreme leader, you still would have agreed

• Though Kylo was cold and distant towards you in the beginning, that didn’t stop you from falling for the masked man. You understand that he had to have a reason for why he was the way he was towards you and you were quite right about that

• After how well things went on the first date, Kylo had made a promise to you and himself that he would never again treat you as if you were simply nothing

• Not much was done on the first date, it was mostly just the two of you hanging out and getting to know each other better while finding things in common

• You were from the planet Earth and shared many funny childhood stories of your life there. The one he got a crack out of was the story of a raccoon you and your friend supposedly thought was dead after seeing a fly crawling around its eye as it got up and the two of you as you were walking home from school together

• That story had given Kylo a laugh he hadn’t had in a good long while, it was a laugh he needed and he couldn’t be any more pleased than to receive it from you, the one he loves

• Ever since the first date, you both became inseparable and even with Snoke now gone, Kylo was always careful about exposing your relationship

• Neither of you could afford the Resistance finding out and using it against you

• Kylo gets a little too overprotective

• If you think you can have a casual conversation with General Hux, you are sadly mistaken

• Even if he is your friend, Kylo doesn’t trust him and doesn’t like him around you

• The only other person he really trusts to be around you in the order is captain Phasma

• Kylo is just thinking of your safety and wants to keep you protected at all times because he loves you so much

• Losing you would be a nightmare come true

• Losing you would be very much like his own death sentence

• He can’t lose you

• He won’t

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kylorenny · 11 months

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Fly Me to the Moons

Kylo Ren x Reader Fluff

Summary: In your saber training, Kylo notices that you’re a bit clumsy on your feet. He takes the opportunity to give you an after-hours training session aboard the most gorgeous atrium on the Finalizer; little did you know, Ren knows how to dance.

Word Count: 2k

Warnings & Tags: Fem!reader, harmless fluff, angst, typos, established relationship, dancing, force bond

A/N: This is my first time posting back on tumblr, I am finally migrating from ao3! This prompt was heavily inspired by @prince-ben-solo and her lovely one-shot Kylo prompts, so please go check out her page! I really hope you all enjoy!!! <3

Your feet slid across the too-glossed floors of the sparring room like butter, knees buckling a bit under the lack of traction. Steadying your breath once more, you focused on the flickering staff in front of you, planting your heels into the ground with an awkward force.

“Again,” Kylo’s voice breathed, ever the collected, emotionless version of the Knight whenever you began to train. He flipped back his hair with one hand, a bead of sweat launching away as he did so.

You flicked your glance back to his blade, copying his movements in tandem whenever he struck the air, but he was too quick. Your movements felt sloppy, catastrophic compared to his precision-like maneuvering. He sighed, seemingly taking notice of your failure and eventually placing his blade on the floor and walking in your direction.

As much as you were used to Ren’s company as of late, your quarters now being shared and his, along with the majority of his closet... you still instinctively froze as he placed a hand on the small of your back, and another on your forearm, guiding you. You were pliant to his touch, adjusting your stance to an awkwardly-wide spread of your legs.

“Kylo, this isn’t going to work.” You sighed, tightening your grip on the saber with frustration.

He leaned over to your ear, “how about you just give it a try,” he mumbled, a tad bit of frustration budding at the end of the phrase. You nodded, not in the mood to protest.

You focused your strength into the blade again, trying to find the flow between you and the inanimate, glowing object that was quietly buzzing in your hand.

Why couldn’t this be one of those training sessions?

Kylo chuckled under his breath, a twinge of amusement and arousal finding its way into your thoughts through the force bond before quickly disappearing. He stepped back to let you try the motion out.

Taking a deep breath, you launched forward into a flurry of strokes, swingi-- you launched forward into the floor, tripping on your own toes and careening downward.

A sudden sweep of pressure pushed you back onto your feet, catching your fall. The familiar tug of Kylo’s force caught you in his invisible arms. The twinge of amusement from before turned into a full-blown laugh through the connection. Although, by his expression, you didn’t need the force bond to figure that out.

Not funny.

Uh-huh.

You sighed, finally turning off the saber and placing it on the table. “I think we’re done for the day.” You stretched your back, sore from the hefty week of apprenticeship. Turning around, you looked up at Kylo, his face hung in a tight smirk.

“Who told you we could be done?” He placed a hand gingerly on your cheek, a little bit of smugness lacing his tone. He placed a soft kiss on your forehead, and pulled back with an outstretched hand.

You glanced down at his hand, and then up again at his soft eyes, completely contradictory to his daunting stature and frame. “What are you doing?” you crooked your head, concern dancing across the force thread towards him. He shook his head, curls bouncing with the movement.

Do you trust me?

Do I have a choice?

He smiled, gingerly grasping your hand and leading you slowly down the hall, and then another hall, and then an elevator. You had the thought to ask where you were going, but Kylo simply hummed through the force, a gentle melody quieting your curious yet worried thoughts.

As you approached what felt like the 50th identical hallway, why does every damn hallway on this ship not have any labels? you began to slow towards an inconspicuous door.

You were thinking too loud you assumed, as Kylo shrugged next to you, his calloused hands pulling yours forward to the entrance to wherever you were headed. A bit of nervousness floated through the bond. Why was he nervous?

Ren placed his hand on the button next to the door gingerly, a pleasant click signifying his access being granted. More of a formality for the Knight than anything, I guess. The door slid open, revealing a starkly empty conference room, or, what you’d assume was one if the chairs and tables hadn’t been placed into a cubby behind some panels. The shiny floors and tall ceilings mimicked that of the sparring room, so why had you come all the way here?

You’ll see.

That flicker of nervousness passed by again, followed by excitement and warmth as Kylo lost his grip on your hand and walked over to the far wall. Placing his hand on a small control panel, he hit a couple of buttons and suddenly the stretch of indented wall behind him shifted from black, to a wide window to the outside.

Stars dotted the newly exposed expanse, a pair of moons christening the view as they hung suspended in the air. In the distance, a new planet churned into existence. It was vast, quiet, and above all beautiful.

Prior to becoming Ren’s apprentice you had worked on the navigation sector of the Finalizer, your expertise in stars and galaxies was immense, but you never really got to see the galaxies you charted, something about protocol and subordinates not being allowed access to the outside or something...

Your gaze shifted to Kylo, a small, still-wary smile dawning on his face. The moon behind him gave him a halo-like silhouette, a crown fitting around his forest of curls. As you slowly walked towards him, his eyes sparkled, maybe it was the stars reflecting, but either way, he had never looked so gorgeous. A wave of affection shifted down the bond as he met you at the window.

“Wow...” You were out of words, still trying to take all of it in. Kylo peered down at you like an excited Vulptice, pride and fondness coming off him in waves.

“How did you know about this?” You whispered, placing a hand on the glass in quiet awe.

It’s my spot when I’m trying to process everything that happened when I was young... His tone through your thoughts was somber, but covered up loosely with a layer of false esteem.

Thank you, for trusting me I mean. You blurted, feeling it necessary to reassure him. He nodded, turning his attention back to the sky.

“That closer moon is Esseles, the one behind it is Ferrix.” He pointed, listing a few stars and planets he could see along with it. As much as you would usually be enthralled by learning about the galaxies around you, you instead found yourself admiring how he knew all of this, watching his lips move with gentle cadence as the corners turned up a little with each explanation.

Ren paused, turning his gaze to you, a hint of a smile dotting his lips.

“So, I’d be content to stare at the abyss all day, but I’m assuming you had other plans for training?” You joked, tucking your hands into your sweats.

“Actually, yes.” He nodded, returning to the more restrained Knight from before as he faced you.

His grey eyes glanced down from your inept feet up to your face as he reached into his pocket, pulling out a small, controller-like device.

You tilted your head, unsure as to what it was. Seemingly answering your question, Ren hit a small button on the controller, a quiet hum of a violin springing to life around you both. He pressed a few more buttons, and the singular tone from prior turned into a medley of instruments, each playing off each other in a slower, classical instrumental. It echoed lightly around the empty room, the sound reverberating through your ears.

I’ve heard this before, but, where?

It turns out Hux is useful after all, I stole this from him when he was in one of his tirades. Kylo held the controller up, a grin spreading on his cheeks. You chuckled, listening to the notes flow around you both, turning to wherever the speakers should have been.

Dance with me.

It was more of a request than an order, he was giving you the choice to say no if you wanted. He pocketed the controller, holding out an outstretched hand. Eyes wide, you glanced at your lover. This was not on the myriad of things you thought he would include in ‘training’. Confused, and a little wary, you nodded. Grasping his hand in yours.

The Knight rarely smiled, but when he did, oh, was it mind-melting. He immediately swept you into his arms, a hand placed on the small of your back and the other leading you forward with his own.

You started moving slowly, a flurry of apologies radiating off of you whenever you inadvertently stepped on his toes. It was awkward, clunky, but as the song carried on, you began to learn. You caught yourself breathing in time with him, with each step forward you took one back, your footwork gaining a lightness to it.

Where did you learn to dance, Kylo? Call me impressed.

Kylo audibly huffed, I’m not as much of a brute as you think I am.

You laughed, head tilted back. In response, Kylo sent the image of his younger self in school learning how to dance and failing to your mind, he was almost as awkward and clumsy as you were now. You smiled, setting your head on his shoulder as you slowly circled around the room.

The stars made the floor delicate, as if it was covered in stardust itself. Kylo’s hair brushed by your cheek, as he turned to face you, placing a small kiss on your forehead. The starlight illuminating the room was showing on his cheeks, along with the soft pink of his lips. Heat radiated off him, slightly tired from carrying you through dancing. Slowing to a stop as the song came to a gentle pause, you wrapped your arms around his waist, your head pressed into his chest and continued to sway.

You didn’t know how long you danced for, long enough for the lights to turn off and the room to be illuminated by gentle moonlight. You could get used to this type of training.

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orangevtae · 2 years

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Follow Trough | Kylo Ren

Summary: You were Ben Solo's partner since before he turned to the dark side and changed his name to Kylo Ren, you met during Luke's Jedi training. Scaping the planet alongside with Rey, Poe, Fin and the Resistance while Luke distracted Kylo long enough so you guys could escape, you, Kylo and Rey end up making a bridge trough the Force connection and he discovers that you're carring his child on your womb.

Warnings/Additional tags: afab!reader, use of she/her pronouns, angst like really angst, romance and a little bit of fluff (it's more on memories though), conflictual feelings, Rey's a sweetheart, hurt and comfort.

Pairings: Kylo Ren/Ben Solo x Reader, Rey Skywalker/Palpatine x Reader (platonic)

A/N: I was making a Star Wars marathon and while watching the final scenes of The Last Jedi, i thought of that for some reason

"Leia, let me help you" you offered to Leia, holding out your hand to help her walk on the Millenium Falcon

"My Darling, we both know that i'm not the one who needs help" she laughed, eyes scanning over your growing belly "But i appreciate it either way"

You smiled at her, her right hand tapped your left cheek softly and up she went to the ship. You stayed behind with Rey to make sure that all of the survivors of the Resistance got inside safetly, hand carressing your belly.

You were at least 5 months long or so, you were pretty sure that you were almost 6, you lost count when all the attacks ordered by The First Order surrounded you. You sighed remembering that that meant that it was really that long since...you last saw your husband, your last encounter with Kylo Ren, it was really that long ago, even if you and him had a connection bridge trough the force way before you started to admit to have feelings for him back on the Jedi training time with Luke Skywalker, you refused to let the connection happen for the sake of your unborn baby.

You had no idea of what Kylo Ren would be able to do of he discovered that you were pregnant with his child, you always got worriedly sick thinking of it, so you did the best you could to hide the pregnancy from him, using the Force to make a fog up on the tracks of your baby, you still remember the last time you had one of your encounters, way before Rey appeared, way before things with The First Order angainst the Resistance got thicker in tension because of the back of the Jedi.

"Y/N/N? Hey, keep your mind back here" you looked up blinking rapidly, Ben's broad form in front of you, you squinted your eyes looking up at him and shielding your eyes from the burning sun light with your hands "Here you are darling everything's ok? You dissociated a moment back there"

He told you worriedly, face full of concern looking down at you, hand carressing yours softly. You were in a planet that The First Order couldn't reach you and Be- Kylo Ren on your monthly encounters, you were actually pretty tired of only being able to see him one time a month and even if you always were happy to see your husband, it wasn't the same since he turned to the dark side few years ago, you took well the first times, overjoyed to be with him for two or three days before you would part ways yet again, it was hard, hard loving him the way things how they were now, but you could handle it, right? You always thought that you could, but for two months now, you started to fear your encounters.

Kylo always tried to get you to join him on the dark side, so far deep on his fed hatred by Snoke even if you could see a little disturbence on him and the last bit of light while you always tried to bring him back home, for the sake of Leia and Han, and for the sake of the unborn baby you discovered to be carrying some weeks ago. The unborn little one would need their father present, but you couldn't let it happen while he was on the dark side, that would be the last time you would see him, it broke your heart, but you knew it was for the best.

"Yes, i'm sorry honey, i'm just tired, need some rest that's all" you smiled at him while seating down, pushing him lightly to be with you "Come lay with me"

Without a single resistance, he got rid of his gloves, shoes and cape and layed down on the little made up bed you had separated for your monthly encounters. He pushed you by the waist, your arms circling his neck, head on his chest and his cheek on the top of your head, hands softly carressing your hair.

It still pained you to remember the day you left without saying goodbye to him, you had be gone way before he woke up, ending your connection with him trough the force and hiding your baby whenever he would try to connect with you again, it was hard the first months but you soon got too busy helping Leia, the Resistance and focusing on your growing baby that everything with Kylo turned tolerable, not easy cause you could never get rid of how much you missed him.

"Y/N/N, everyone's already inside the ship, we should go" Rey's voice brought you back to the present, a soft smile on her lips as she extended her hand for you to hold "Let me help you"

"You such a sweet Rey, thank you, let's get out of this ice cube" you smiled at her and took her hand, her free hand going to your back as she helped you up and inside, worried gaze traveling from your face to your growing belly

"You have already thought of a name?" she asked, mentioned to your belly "Any ideas?"

"I have a few, but there's one that it would suit her well" you smiled as you looked at her, already inside the ship, hands carressing it softly

"Her? You think it's a girl?"

"Something just tell that it's a girl, can you feel it?"

You asked her excitedly, she closed her eyes and took a short while till her lips started to form a big smile, hands instantly on your stomach "I can feel her"

"Her?" You heard a well known voice and before you could have a reaction, you and Rey felt a pull made by the force, your hands turned sweaty as you and Rey turned to look outside of the ship, there stood, even if it was only a projection, Kylo Ren. You knew that he and Rey had some sort of connection by the force just like you and him but you had blocked him months back and as you were watching him and Rey go back and forth about how he had murdered Han, his own father, you felt a kick against your belly, a hand fastly over it and all the power you were using to hide your baby presence from him vanished from the surprise kick.

Kylo Ren never turned so fastly in his entire life, even during his little rage bickering back and forth with the Rey girl, his eyes never leaved your frame and when he felt a fourth presence, he frowned and then his eyes doubled in size by seeing your hand carressing your growing belly. It was then that everything downed on him: you were pregnant and he knew that he didn't need to search further to know that you were carrying his child, all this months of you blocking him whenever he tried the connection and you always not having that much time to be with him, you were hiding his child from him.

Kylo Ren always felt a disturbence on the force whenever you and him would connect and he never knew the cause, now he knew it pretty well and something inside of him just shaked by knowing you were expactating his child. You on the other hand were sweating, your hands trembling a little as the wind whispered your clothes and hair around you, you had to end the connection now.

Sensing you uneasyness, Rey quickly sprung to action, made a snark comment directed to him and pressed the button that would close the door.

"Y/N..." Kylo whispered, voice heavy and you could take a fast glance at him to see his eyes to get glossy and then the door closed, the connection ended and you sighed heavily, holding onto Rey that fastly got by your side seeing you getting pale and the Millennium Falcon took off.

When he couldn't no long reach either Rey or you, Kylo was looking back at a wall, he felt frustration tears leave his eyes and rage overtook him as he destroyed the room he was inside. He knew he gave up on a lot of things, did a lot of things for the sake of the dark side, but there was only much he could take, he already was separated from his lovely wife and now he just discovered that you were carrying his child, his unborn baby girl and as he destroyed more things, he thought if he could ever be able to have you in his arms again and if he would ever be able to carry his daughter on his arms.

Kylo Ren did many wrong choices but he never wanted to lost the both of you on the same time as now.

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ficthots · 10 months

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Bonded: Chapter Four

A/N: Chapter four is here! I know I’m blowing through this story fast, but I have such big inspiration for it! I’m gonna say this now, get used to the shorter chapters because this is the last one. The remainder will be very heavy reading. Posted on both AO3 and Tumblr. As always let me know what you guys think and enjoy!

Word Count: 3.2k+

Three months. That’s how long it had been since that evening. The evening where everything shifted from one sentence muttered by the Supreme Leader. It was like a switch had flipped. Entirely night and day to how it was prior.

Everytime you passed any Order official, regardless of rank, you were bowed to. When spoken to, your title was used in all seriousness. Kylo acknowledged you as you passed one another in the halls.

A subtle tilt of his helmet down in your direction. To most, they wouldn’t think twice of it. Honestly, it didn’t look like he was doing it at all. But to you, you noticed it immediately.

The first time he did it, it was so quick you thought you imagined it. When it happened again the next day, you were shocked to spot him two days in a row. Thus following nearly every single day. Like he was making a point to enter your wing of the ship to have some form of interaction.

It made no sense to you.

Yet, you were in no position to shun him away. Especially after the success of your mission that spurred this all on anyways. You had returned some weeks ago, having spent longer than you thought you would.

It turned out to be a misunderstanding amongst their ranks. Taking far longer than anticipated to track it down and put an end to it. When you were able to crack the case, it was handled immediately and you were able to return to the Supremacy.

Some lower ranked officials were trying to dethrone their current leader. An act of treason of course, so once the leader of them was ousted from his own group by way of a plea deal, he was carted off to jail. It made galactic news.

Upon your return, the success spread quickly. Somehow the news already reached the ship before your descent into the hangar. Knowing it had something to do with Kylo because the second your booted foot stepped onto the ground, all stopped working around you, offering you a single bow, and a greeting.

“Welcome back, Empress.”

Turning and facing Tamsyn, a confused look etched on your face, she shrugged, just as clueless as yourself. Your ladies were excited to greet you in your residence, Layana and Calista explaining the shift to you both.

As soon as the news headline was published, it immediately hit the Supremacy. Kylo called an impromptu committee meeting and explained what this meant for them all. You were now to be addressed as such, treated like the highest official you were, and there was to be no question about it.

You laid in your bed that night, staring at the ceiling, not sure what to do with this new information. It was what you had wanted. To be taken seriously by your husband. This mission was your chance to do it. You did. Yet there was still a small voice in the back of your head saying tread lightly, remember what he said.

How your title held no true weight. That it meant nothing. Did he mean that though? Given how you were being spoken to, it didn’t seem that way. But you knew better than to let your guard down so soon. A test of somesort, is what you were assuming this was.

Now what?

Continue on with life and your set responsibilities. Plan another massive open house. Accept that your mother has requested to come and join you on the Supremacy for a few days. That was what your days consisted of currently.

It was hard to not let your mind wander. Thinking about the person who was really behind that mask. When he addressed you directly, your mind played back what his voice sounded like without the modulator. How smooth and soft, but deep and stern he was.

Yes, your conversations were still kurt and short, but they were more bearable having a face to place to the individual standing so domineeringly in front of you. His mask did wonders to hide his wandering eyes that couldn’t help but to dart all over your features as you spoke to him.

Kylo didn’t plan to unmask himself to you that night. Honestly, not sure why he had opted to. He knew why, but he wasn’t done fighting it. Therefore, he refused to admit anything. Even though he had watched as your eyes had softened remarkably the instant your gaze met his.

Expecting you to turn your nose up in disgust at who he was, it was the entire opposite. You had grown less rigid in his presence ever since then. More welcome to accept interaction with him even if it was short. When word had made its way to him that your mother was going to be aboard the ship in just a few short hours, he made a decision that his Knights did not know what to do with.

Even a formal introduction had been made between you and his Knights. One afternoon as you walked with General Waylan, Kylo and his Knights were departing from their designated training facility.

Waylan took it upon himself to introduce each one individually to you. They all dressed like their leader, but in wildly varying design and style. None uttered a single word other than a polite bow and your title.

Kylo bowed his head to you deeper than he ever had before in that moment. Even Waylan was shocked at the gesture offered. He led his Knights off just moments after, leaving you two standing there in awe.

The shift was unexpected and as he continued to become more…friendly towards you, all it did was confuse you further.

You had been running around your dwelling all day long, trying to make it as perfect as possible for your mother. Excited didn’t even begin to cover how you felt about her coming to visit. Your home sickness went away slowly as time ticked on, but you still felt a small hole in your soul about having left your home and everything you knew.

Of course, you knew it was for the best, but it still didn’t hurt any less. When the blaster doors to your residence opened and there stood your regal mother, manners be damned. You hurled yourself from your sofa, throwing yourself into her embrace.

She laughed, hugging you tightly, even though it was against protocol, she was happy to have such a warm welcome. You two spent the entire day touring around your residence and you showed her everything you could possibly think of on the ship.

As you two went to sit for dinner, waiting in your drawing room for the signal, your smile was large and not dwindling in the least. Grabbing your goblet, you brought it to your lips, tasting one of the delicacies from one of your travels. It was odd, even though the physical appearance of your home had hardly been updated with your mother’s arrival, somehow everything seemed so much brighter.

A natural glow that follows her wherever she wanders, even out into desolate space aboard the darkest ship you had ever laid eyes on before, your home no different. Perhaps it is why you were in the best mood you had been in since your arrival here.

Glimpses of home and your life before, now seeming like an entire different life to the one you were absorbed in now. “How’s father?” You asked as you sat upright in your seat, the first opportunity to speak freely since she had touched down.

Relaxing into her plush seat, she smiled. “Proud. Truly ,dove, your name has been circling the galaxy and he is bursting with pride as am I. You’ve only been here such a short time and have already done more than anyone thought would be possible.” Feeling your cheeks and neck heat at her showered praise, it dawned on you in that moment.

The work you had been doing for months and months was actually making a difference. Actually doing something to make the galaxy a better and safer place. Maybe that was where the shift had come from in Kylo. He knew you weren’t dillydallying around and truly working.

“Thank you, mother. It’s very kind of you to say.” She sighed, still grinning before her eyes narrowed slightly. “How are you and the Supreme Leader? I presume he will be joining us for dinner, no?” Your tongue poked into your cheek.

Trying to best word your response without upsetting her, your eyes stared at your hands. “No, he will not. The Supreme Leader and myself are not on exactly cordial terms with each other. It’s gotten slightly better, but nothing more really.”

Her shocked expression was exactly what you were expecting. “He has not attended anything with you?” Shaking your head, a deep sigh resonated from you. “No. It is not in his interests. According to him this is my responsibility hence why I am here at all. He wants it taken care of, so I do it.”

Her sad face made your heart squeeze in your chest. Despite thinking you had come to terms with the status of your relationship with Kylo, actually talking about it still set a scar deep inside that was only beginning to scab.

Warmth engulfed around your hand, seeing hers clasping yours.“Give it time, dove.” Offering a sad smile, you tried to shake off what had just happened. “Yes, well not everyone is as lucky as you and father.”

Snorting at your statement, she released your hand. “Oh, dove, your father and I were not keen on one another when we first started either.” Before you could respond to her statement, the sound of your residence blast doors opening drew your attention.

Excusing yourself from the room, you made your way towards your living space, nearly collapsing as you saw who stood there. “Su-supreme Leader,” you greeted, a deep bow following. His helmet was removed, gloves as well, no cowl in sight.

Your mouth went dry as his stone face turned towards you. “Empress.” His smooth voice escaped into the air. Plush lips pursing in your direction as his eyes settled on your figure. Shaking your head, you smiled as kindly as you could. Terrified you had done something wrong hence his unplanned visit. Were you about to be reprimanded in front of your mother?

“I heard your mother is visiting.” Nodding, you pointed back in the direction you had just come from. “Correct. She is in the drawing room. Dinner will be served any moment.” You spoke, the longest he had ever kept his eyes on you before. It took every ounce of energy you had not to squirm under his intense gaze.

Only moments later did Layana appear from the kitchen. “Dinner is ready, Empress. Oh-Supreme Leader,” she quickly bowed, taken aback by him being here. Your lips parted, unsure what to do, but deciding instantly.

“Will you join us, Kylo?” The softness of your tone, the happy expression, it wasn’t what he expected. Only nodding, jet black locks slightly swaying with the movement. “Layana, please set a place for the Supreme Leader. Also, inform mother to meet at the dining room.”

As she scurried away, you turned back towards your husband. Not knowing what to say, in all honesty, how does one even ask the most powerful man in the universe to follow them. Deciding to just turn and begin walking, he followed, close on your heels the entire time.

Almost close enough to feel the heat emanating from his chest. His dwarfing presence felt now more than ever as you silently made your way to the dining room. Without any question or hesitancy, he sat at the head seat.

Choosing to stick to what you had known in committee meetings, you took the seat to his left. It was only a breath later when your mother entered the room, bowing to the man to your right. “Supreme Leader Ren, how good it is to see you.”

Not breaking a smile, not a hint of emotion to be seen on his striking features, he spoke. “Word had made its way to me that you were here to see the Empress, Queen Gaia. I thought I would join you for dinner this evening. If that is not a problem, of course. Is it, Empress?”

Feeling like a gaping fish out of water, you snapped back as quickly as you possibly could. “No, no of course not. We are delighted to have you sitting with us, Supreme Leader.” With your mother smiling brightly, you placed the linen napkin across your lap, sitting in total silence as you all prepared yourself for whatever tonight would entail.

Your mother brought the goblet to her lips, seeing the dark liquid sitting in it, she narrowed her eyes in your direction. “What drink is this, dove?” Freezing at the casual nickname that flowed so abruptly from your mother, you were relieved as he observed his own goblet, smelling it before responding himself.

“A bloodsour.” Eyebrows raising in his direction, you nodded. “Yes, bloodsour. On one of my recent trips the king was kind enough to gift me a bottle. It’s a drink with ancient ties. Quite a delicacy really. I thought it was suitable for tonight.” He sipped the contents, worried to see what his reaction would be.

Known to be a more potent beverage choice, you chuckled as your mom coughed at the strength of the drink. Kylo on the other hand didn’t bat an eye as the burning contents trickled down his throat.

“It’s-it’s quite good,” your mother said through her laughter, wiping at the stray tears from her eyes. You were fairly certain the laugh that escaped you was the first one you had ever loosed in front of the Supreme Leader.

Rooting you to your seat, his milky voice wafted through the air seconds after your meal was plated in front of you. “The Empress has been doing fine work here since her arrival.” Trembling hand grasping your utensil, you didn’t know how to react.

The first compliment he had ever said of you in your presence. Was it a compliment? Sarcasm? Teasing you in front of your own mother? Your mother’s level headed tone carried after the first bite.

“As I have heard. The mission is truly taking off around the galaxy and I know we on Bar’leth are eternally grateful we had such a hand in it.” Shooting you a small wink, Kylo’s gaze remained fixed to his plate.

You were sitting in total silence, afraid to speak and say the wrong thing. Instead, you raised your goblet to your lips and took heavy gulps of the scalding liquid. Fighting through the burn, you finished your glass in the one swig.

Who else but your mother to break the tension once more. “Supreme Leader, it is my understanding that the Empress is planning another soiree in the coming weeks. Can we expect you to attend this one?” Eyes watching him as she raised the meat to her mouth.

Speaking before he could, you shook your head. “No, the Supreme Leader is never expected in attendance at such events.” All appetite gone, you only pushed the food around on your plate, trying to make it look like you were at least nibbling on what was there, all you could hear was the scrape of utensils along the plates.

“Your home here is so lonely, dove. Are you in the west wing, Supreme Leader?” Again, you spoke up before he could. His jaw tensed, either from the bite he just had or irritation, he shook his head. “He resides further in the ship. Closer to the hangar and his training facility. He must be ready at a moment's notice. I reside here alone.”

Eyes catching hers, the surprising news was hard for her to mask. A shaky sigh left your lips, feeling incredibly uncomfortable in this scenario. It was the longest you had ever been in the presence of him before.

Not being allowed to delve into thought for a moment longer, your fork clattered to the plate. The head pain was back. Your hand immediately went to your forehead, trying to stop the splitting it felt like your brain was undergoing that exact moment.

“Goodness! Dear, are you alright?” Your mother’s worried tone spoke out. Kylo’s eyes were trained to you, speaking monotonously after. The head pain dissipated as quickly as it had come on. “Perhaps you should rest, Empress.”

Your mother quickly agreed, you rose from your chair on shaky legs, beginning to head towards your personal chamber. Tamsyn and Calista there to assist in getting you to your room. Formal goodnights echoed out as the Supreme Leader disembarked hastily.

With your mother now in her own section of your residence, Tamsyn had aided in getting you to bed, you laid there and replayed the night's events over in your head. Why had he just shown up? Acting like he cared that your mother was visiting.

Putting on a front of course, surprised to hear the questions that were intimate of your lives. Not expecting it at all. However, you were pleased with how you played it off. Actually, you were slightly grateful for the head pain tonight.

“Why in the stars would he arrive tonight?” Tam muttered under her breath, putting your hair into the night time style. “I haven’t the faintest clue. He just sat there…brooding. He’s an odd man, but I think he might have complimented me tonight.”

She stopped fixing your hair, eyes locking in the mirror. “Complimented you? How?” As you explained, she agreed that it did in fact sound like a compliment. From any other being in the galaxy. From the Supreme Leader? Unlikely.

Still feeling the buzzing effects of your drink from dinner and having consumed no real food, your eyes grew heavy, but you sat up straight in bed. Echoing in your head was the sound of somewhere else. Not in your head. Not your own thoughts.

Feeling as though someone was there watching you. Feeling eyes on your tired figure. Muffling a frightened shout when you saw his figure standing in the corner of your room, your eyes nearly bugged out of your head.

Standing there silently, he watched you. Eyes never leaving you even for a moment. Despite him barging into your room this way, he did not speak at all. “Ky-kylo, what are you doing here?” His mouth set, your eyes still trained on the unmoving figure.

“Goodnight, dove.” The response echoed in your head, him disappearing only a millisecond after. Laying back in your bed, your eyes stared straight at the ceiling. Kylo Ren had entered your room without you knowing, spoke into your head, and then disappeared into thin air.

What the hell was in that drink?

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generalkenobee · 1 year

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Needy whore

Warnings: name calling, degradation, mentions of female masterbation, pnv, reader is on birth control FEM!reader, dom!Kylo, reader worshiping kylo, choking but little to no force, rough sex turns into soft sex, reader is the only person allowed to call Kylo Ben

This was your punishment. You were trying to get a rise out of Kylo so he'd fuck you harder but things didn't go as expected. "Well if you're going to act like this then I won't give you any sexual attention"

The past two weeks had been so long and agonizing. All you could think about was Kylos heavy cock and how it would feel to pump. You've thought about masterbation but it wouldn't even work, your body has become so used to him you can't do it by yourself. Your fingers are too small, your hands too soft, and you don't have the same stamina he does.

You wanted to be filled up to the brim with his seed while he continued to push in deeper, you needed him to pull your hair, fuck you against a wall with someone in the next room, his large rough hand would travel down your belly until it was rig-

"excuse me? Are you even listening or are we wasting our time miss (L/N)?" General Hux's voice rang through the empty hallway. You weren't even sure what he was talking to you about, something along the lines of needing help with a new droid?

"yes sir- I mean general" you responded quickly straightening you back and looking him in the eyes. "Very well, you may go-"

"thank you si- general!" You cut him off running to the supreme leaders quarters to try to beg for forgiveness

•••

"please!" You whined with Kylo standing in front of you while you spread your legs around him so you could rub your cunt on hit boots. "No" his response was short and cold.

"I'll do anything.. Please Kylo! Please let me cum!" There were hot tears running down your face at this point. "I- I need you!"

"is that it? Too pathetic to make yourself cum?" His voice was deep and would've been scary if you hadn't been dating for over 3 years. "Do you need my help?" He questioned grabbing your jaw in his left hand while cupping your vulva in his right.

Your hips rutted up into him while your eyes rolled back, moaning in ecstasy. It was such little pleasure but it meant the world considering it had been so long.

Kylo pulled your face forward forcefully pressing his full lips to yours. Oh God his lips... They were so plush and soft, the feeling of them on your pulsing clit was unmatched. You moaned into the kiss trying to pull him over to the bed. both your hands were on his biceps pulling him further toward you till he was practically laying atop you crushing you under his weight.

"mmm.." your arms wrapped around his neck scratching his scalp while Kylo gently ran his middle finger down your stomach to the very start of your slit. "Please"

"needy whore" a chill ran down your back when his finger slowly dragged down you "you're my white though, you'd never act this way towards anyone but your supreme leader, isn't that right?" You loved when he talked like this, and you were so lost in his words you didn't respond. "I asked you a question." Kylos voice rang in your ears while his hand wrapped around your throat as a warning. "Yes Kylo, no one knows me like you do"

"no one gets to see this side of you but me" your head lifted off the mattress to kiss him again while his finger started slowly rubbing circles on your clit "thank you, thank you so much" you feel short of breath as your head lulls back onto his pillows, eyes closed. You still felt his fingers but he wasn't rubbing you anymore, instead he was getting his clothes off.

About 15 minutes had passed of him teasing you with the force "augh! I'm c-close- mmhmmm, please" but it stopped "nice and wet hm?" You nodded your head reaching over for his hard cock pumping him softly "I'm soaked"

Kylo put his hands on your hips lifting you up to straddle him while his head rested on his headboard "slide it in whore, wanna see how bad you want it" at that sentence you yanked him up to your entrance moaning while you slid down with ease "maybe I've been too cruel?" Kylo said with a questioning tone "ma-maybe you have.. neglecting me, and my needs" your throat felt tight and you couldn't continue your sentence "careful baby..." He said looking at you through thick lashes. Your eyes rolled back at the feeling of his cock inside you at last and the feeling of his hand around your neck.

Eventually it became softer sex, less choking and more kissing, less degradation and more praise

"B-Ben..can you" you stopped in fear of looking stupid. Although your boyfriends hand slightly tilted and you felt the similar feeling of his middle finger on your clit once more. "Ben!" Your hands flew up to his shoulders squeezing as you clenched. "I-I"

"I know baby, go on"

#star wars smut #star wars #star wars x reader #star wars x you #star wars x y/n #x reader #kylo ren smut #kylo ren x reader #kylo x you #kylo fanfic #kylo ren

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honeybubblebeeeeee · 8 months

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KYLO REN FLUFF HEAD CANNON

Having a sad boi hour and need to feel some love

You’re just having a generally off day. Tired even though you slept. Want to do something but nothing feels right. Hungry but can’t eat. One of those days.

You lay in the bed that you and Kylo share. He had been gone for a few days, out on some mission that you didn’t really know much about.

Being alone without Kylo had never really bothered you. You had friends, hobbies, things to do to occupy your time until his return but today just wasn’t a good day.

Neither was yesterday.

Or the day before.

Nothing bad necessarily happened. Everything just felt bad. Nothing felt right.

Kylo wasn’t supposed to return for another few days. Or so you thought.

As you laid watching the stars through the large bay window in your room you shared the bedroom door slid open. You sat up quickly to see Kylo striding towards you with his helmet on. You missed him dearly but even now you didn’t feel like anything.

He quickly cupped your face with gloved hands.

“My star, what is wrong? I have felt your sadness for a few days now. I came back as quickly as I could.”

Tears welled as he spoke. You didn’t know why you were crying. Everything just didn’t feel good.

He quickly pulled his gloves off and activated the mechanism on his helmet as he threw it aside on the floor with a thud, kicking off his boots and moving to the bed to pull you close.

You curled into him as he cooed at you, rocking you back and forth.

“Tell me what’s wrong my love. Please.”

His voice sounded hurt at the fact that you were suffering and he didn’t know what to do.

You choked back a sob as you tried to speak. “I-I don’t know… I just don’t feel well. Nothing feels good.”

He continued to rock you slowly as he kissed the top of your head.

“Are you sick? What hurts? Should I call the medical droid to come look at you?”

He moved as if to stand but you held onto his robes.

“No no I’m not sick I just… I don’t feel right. I don’t feel like myself. Nothing I usually enjoy feels fun.”

He cupped your face as he wiped away the tears that stained your face.

“I understand. How can I help my love? Is there something I can do?”

His eyes scanned your face trying to get any indication of what to do. He hated to see you not feeling well. The sorrow he felt through the bond only worried him more.

You sniffled and shrugged.

“Can we just lay here for a while? I missed you.”

He nodded and smiled softly as he softly kissed your lips. Pulling away and staring at your lips, then kissing them once more.

“Hold on.”

He picked you up, moving the covers back before placing you under them and pulling them over you. He kissed your forehead before shedding his robes down to his underwear and slipping under the covers on his side of the bed. He wasted no time pulling you against his chest as you curled under his chin. With your legs intertwined and his arms wrapped tightly around you, things felt still for a moment.

He whispered softly in your ear as you closed your eyes.

“I’m always here for you my star. You need only to call for me and I’ll come regardless of what corner of the galaxy I’m in.”

(also send requests! i appreciate them they help smmmm with writers block <3)

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moonlightshaiku · 9 months

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Kissing Kylo

A literal puppy dog. Blushy, sheepish, quick pecks, etc.

I feel like he's pretty new to most things with intimacy, so walking him through it and watching him gain confidence is to be expected.

Probably a lot of pecking and closed-mouth kissing until he's more confident. He's pretty laid back, and he doesn't have too many strong opinions on what he likes affection-wise, so it depends on his partner.

He's not much for messy/tongue kissing unless he's with someone really passionate. He gets bored with sweet, small kisses unless his partner prefers the domestic things.

He's just a touch starved, versatile, people pleaser.

He collapses down beside you, mask off but still in his robes, before he turns to press a few kisses to your face.

He smiles in return to your grin, and you're always amazed at his innocence.

He guides you by your cheek into another kiss, closed-mouthed and warm. He smells slightly of sweat (you'll recommend a shower when you're done here), but also of pine.

The separation brings a sigh of contentment from him, and he burrows under you, tired.

"Love you, Kylo. I really do, but you snell awful."

He groans, pushing himself off the bed and pressing a kiss to your forehead. "I smell wonderful."

"Uh huh."

He heads towards the bathroom, leaving a trail of his clothes in his wake.

#kylo ren #kylo x reader #kylo x y/n #kylo x you #soft kylo ren #hes such a lil dude

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courtneyraeblogs1221 · 1 year

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Star Wars Recommendations

Main master list

Smut - *

Kylo Ren

Sinful*

Fantasy*

Mirror*

Water Coloured Eyes*

Equals*

What If’s*

Inappropriate Use Of The Force*

Lost But Not Forgotten*

Surrender*

Size*

How Do You Sleep?*

Chapter

Flare In The Dark*

Anakin Skywalker

Pain Is Pleasure*

Love*

I Hate You So Much

Rain Must Fall*

Warm Embrace

Don’t Fuck With The General*

Good Resolutions*

A Lesson In Huttese*

Starlight*

Just Want To Make You Have Some Fun*

A Dream Come True*

A Sweet Way To Go*

Penchant For Pain*

Aggressive Negotiations*

Pay Attention*

Are You Done Yet?*

A Helping Hand*

Frustration*

Say My Name*

Make You Feel Better*

Welcome Home*

Where Are Your Manners?*

His First Time*

Sapphire Skies*

My Padawan*

Save A Spaceship, Ride A Star Pilot*

First Time*

Don’t Cry*

Not My Code* (Part 2*)

Jealously*

Cruel Intentions*

Forbidden Fruit*

Punishment*

#star wars #anakin x you #anakin x reader #kylo x you #kylo smut #anakin skywalker #anakin smut

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beskarinhyperspace · 8 months

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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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