#Kylo Ren AU

[justagirlwholikesadam]

Hard Ren

Porn Star! Kylo Ren x Fem! Reader

Summary: Hard Ren is known for not cumming during his scenes until now.

A/N: I'm biting on the bars of my enclose while i write this.

Warning: NSFW, spitting, choking, role playing, rough, happy ending, ladies we are porn stars too!

Word Count: 3.3K

Border Credit: @cafekitsune

Anyone who watches porn knows who Hard Ren is. 

Hard Ren is known to have stamina like a fucking animal. He fucks like one and he’s good at it but what he is worldly known for is he never cums when he fucks. When he does cum it’s only when he’s masturbating.

Yeah, a porn star who doesn’t cum when fucking other people. Hard Ren has done interviews about it. He jokes about it and tells them that his cock hasn’t found the right person yet. This sparks something with the female porn star community because they all want to make him cum. None of them ever succeeded. 

“Kylo.” The dark haired man looked up from his phone when his manager, Hux stopped the car. 

“We’re here.” Kylo follows Hux out of the car and into the studio to his dressing room. Kylo performs his usual preparation before filming. 200 pushup and crutches. He curls his 150 pounds dumbbells along with lifting his barbell while Hux tells him more about the person he’s going to fuck. Kylo was in the middle of a rep when he heard Hux mumbling the name of the porn star. 

“What’s her name again?” 

“She’s new, you probably haven’t heard of her but she has a fan base already. Not ugly like the last one” Hux told him while typing on his phone. 

Finishing his usual preparation and getting dressed with the clothes laid out for him, Hux walks with him to the set. Kylo was fixing the sleeves of his blue jean button down shirt. He goes into the mind set as a teacher, that was the script. He's done this multiple times, he plays the college professor and the girl plays the student looking for extra credit. 

His head shot up when he heard laughter. Director Phasma is standing next to a woman. Phasma is showing her the story board with a pleased look. When he saw you, he’s starstruck, since you were the one that he watches when he does his masturbating videos. He plays it cool, of course but the moment you give you a smile. His cock is already hard. His most viewed video of him masturbating was thanks to you. He came on his chest to the video of you on a bed with your legs spread and your cunt of full display. He liked your moans and how you pout while playing with yourself. 

“I like your work.” You tell him as Hux and Phasma speak on the set. You look up at the 6’3 dark haired man while playing with your fingers nervously. 

Excitement ran up and down your body at the sight of him. “I like yours too.” 

You smile at his words. He runs a hand through his hair with a chuckle. “Especially the one with you on the bed.” 

"There's a lot of me on the bed." You said jokingly and he laughs. "I like them all." 

You blush at his words. He had seen your work. When the camera was ready, you and him got into place. 

“Please, Professor Hard Ren. I need this extra credit. I won’t pass the semester.” You begged him as you walked towards him. Ren was leaning against the edge of the desk with his arms crossed around his chest. You played with the bottom button of his shirt

“There might be something you can do for me.” Ren said, wrapping his arm around you pulling you close to him. 

“I’ll do anything.” You whispered as he leaned down, his large hands pulling the dress up to your hips. 

“Anything?” He asks as he cups your ass, giving it a good and hard squeeze for the camera, making you moan. He pulls you close to his chest as he tugs the thong to the side. 

“Fuck.” You hear him whisper.

About to do what you do best, you start to tug on his belt. Ren leans back when he notices what you were doing. He helps you while you unzip the black slack and goes down on your knees in front of him. Your mouth drops open as you stare up at him as you pull the slacks down to his ankles. He’s in full commando, and his cock almost smacks you in the face if you haven’t caught it first. His cock was thick and pink, his fat head is begging to be licked. 

Ren groans at the sight of your little pink tongue licking his cock. He grips the edge of the desk when you spit on his cock and start to use your spit as lube to start jerking him off with both hands. He tries his best to not shut his eyes because he wants to see you. He wants to see the moment you put his fat cock inside that little mouth. 

He moans out loud when you start to suck his cock, gagging, his thick girth stretching your mouth. 

“Fuckk.” Ren moans when he starts to move his hips forward, he uses a hand to hold the back of your head. He feels his balls tighten up when he sees your eyes filling up with tears. His thighs are wet from the drool and spit. He can see the spit dripping off the corner of your mouth. 

“Yes, gonna give you a good grade. Keep sucking you teacher's cock.” He tells you as you bob your head up and down on his cock. He sees your pretty face start to turn red and he pulls you off of his cock. He grabs his cock and pats it against your cheek then trace your lips with the head of his cock. 

“Open your mouth, show me that fucking tongue.” You obey and he taps the head of his cock on your tongue. 

“You’re so fucking hot. You know that.” Ren leans down to take your arms. Helping you up, you were shocked when he cups your cheek, bringing your face up close to him. He kisses you while he gently pushes against the desk making you sit on the edge

You look at him with wide eyes when he pulls away from your lips. He takes his shoes off and removes his pants as well. For a moment you forget about the camera when he takes his shirt off. He looks so good on video but in person, this man was sculpted. You can see every beauty mark on his skin. Looking at his abs, you looked further down, passing the light happy trail, you can see a vein aiming down to his cock. It took all the strength in you to not throw yourself in the ground to lick it. His cock stood out, proud and hard. 

He gets near you, grabbing you by the chin and kisses you again. He makes you spread your legs, pushing the dress up. He lets the camera panel over at your pussy when he pushes the thong to the side. Running his thick fingers run up and down your slick slit.

You don’t even pay attention to the camera behind him. His thick fingers rub your clit making you moan as he kneels down in front of your cunt. You feel those thick fingers slide into you.

He’s a messy and fast eater when it comes to pussy, he knows it but right now. He takes his time, he sees your cunt so many times while he comes. He couldn’t believe you were right in front of him. Looking so pretty with legs spread and your pussy practically pulsing. He kisses your mound enjoying the scent of your musk. He grins at the sound of you gasp when his nose hits your clit. He presses his lips against your lips. Licking your slick, he gets hard by how good you taste. 

He grins against your cunt when moan loudly. Your moans are heavenly to him, it sounds real and not fake as the others. He feels your fingers through his hair as you gently push his face against your cunt. Ren is pumping himself as he licks your cunt, he savors your taste. He looks up when he hears you call for him. He feels his heart flip inside his ribcage when you look down at him. He whines when your hand on his hair goes down to cup his face. Ren doesn't let you speak, he quickly stands up from his knees to kiss you.

You look over his shoulder when he starts to kiss your neck. Phasma waves her hand at you, signaling you that it's fine you didn't have to say your line. You couldn’t do it even if you tried. Ren was taking control, removing your dress for you. 

“Prettiest fucking tits.” He says as he leans down to kiss your breast. You blush when he practically pulls the desk close to him so he can get near you. 

“I want to fuck you so bad.” He says as he looks at you, his hands grab a hold of your hips, spreading your legs open. 

“You can.” You told him looking up at him with a smirk, batting your eyelashes. 

“I’ll do anything for a good grade, Professor Ren.” You said as your hands grabbed his throbbing cock, slowly jerking him off, rubbing the tip of his cock with your thumb. 

“Jesus Christ.” Ren moans when you use the other hand to grasp his balls, pulling them softly. You watched as he stood still as you kept touching him, he threw his head back, you bit your bottom lip as you watched his tense up. 

“Come here.” He tells you, you gasped when he wrapped your legs around his waist. You wrapped your arms around his neck as he picks you up from the desk and walked over the couch on the other side of the office set. You hear him whisper close to your ear, he tells you to relax, he won’t drop you. 

The camera zooms on to your ass when Ren sits down on the couch, holding you tight on his lap. His big hands grasp your ass, pulling your cheeks apart showing your holes.

“Can I ride you, please?” You asked him and he grins, nodding as he leans back a bit. He smiles when he notices the excitement on your face. Quickly getting back to work, he groans as you spit on his cock, rubbing it up and down on his shaft. 

“Just like that.” He praised you when you rose up and gently sat on his cock. His eyes never left your face, he wanted to see that look on your face when his fat cock splits you open. He bites his bottom lip when he sees your face, that same face you give to the camera when your pussy is being stuffed.

He holds your hips when you start to bounce on his cock. He thrust upward making you cry out, he grins and does it again. You place a hand on his chest, making him stay in place but Ren being much bigger than you does it again making you whine. 

“Can’t take it? Huh? Can't take your professor's big cock?” Ren asks you. He chuckles when you nod, pushing yourself on his chest then sliding back down. He grabs your arms pulling into his chest as he grunts sliding further down on the couch so the camera can go under him. 

“Good girl.” He shouts as he started thrusting upward like crazy making you moan as he fucks you hard. Your ass bounces every time he thrusted up to you. Your poor pussy being stretched wide up, the camera zooms in to see Ren’s cock sliding in and out of your pussy. Your slick is running down his shaft to his balls. 

Your face is squished against his hard chest as he rams into you. He holds you down with one arm and the other, he brings it up to your face making him look up at you. 

His nose bumps with yours and you see him going in for a kiss. 

“You feel so good.” You whispered against his lips then kiss him. You moan when his hand grips your hair making you wince when he pulls it. 

He shakes his head, “No, you do.” He licks his lips as he continues with his thrusts. He hears you moan loudly, it sounds so soft exactly like the video he uses of you. 

“Rub your pussy for me.” He doesn’t wait for you to respond. You squeal when he grabs you and pushes himself up. He lifts you and drops you on your back. The camera man moves standing behind him, zooming into your face. 

Spreading your legs wide, you’re smiling at Ren as he jerks himself off. His eyes are wide as he stares at you. He gets turned on even more by how much you're enjoying yourself, looking so pretty rubbing your cunt in front of him. You bring your knees to your chest as close as you can. Your arms go under your knees and you rub your clit, giving it soft smack making you moan. 

Your fingers don't feel as good as his, you finger yourself while looking at him. He’s staring at your cunt then back at your face. You stick your tongue out at him as you give your cunt another slap making him groan. 

You’re giddy with excitement when he comes over to you, he man handles you pushing your knees further back and lowers himself. You squeal when he smacks the head of his cock on your cunt. 

“How bad do you want an A+?” He asks you, raising a brow at you. 

“Really bad, professor. I want it. Please.” You pouted at him. 

You know he does it on purpose, he just looks down at you with a smug look on his face as he slides his cock up and down your slit painfully slowly. You huff at him and grab his cock, surprising him. 

“I want that A+, sir!” You cry out pushing his cock at your entrance. You look at him with a pleading look and Ren thinks he just died and gone to heaven. 

You keep on surprising him, taking control like that, grabbing his cock like you own it. Fuck, you practically did already. All of his masturbation videos ended with him cumming so much because he was looking at your videos. Of course the viewers didn’t know that, the cameras were always aiming at him, at his lower half. 

“I’ll give you that A. Imma fucking give it to you.” You cry out when he thrusts into your cunt in one harsh thrust. Ren doesn’t pay attention to the camera under him, all he can stare is your face, your tits bouncing by his harsh thrusts. You were losing your grip under the your legs, trying your best to keep them to your chest. 

Ren wants to feel you cum, he wants you to cum on his cock. What a dream would that he thinks to himself as he brings a hand to your clit, rubbing your slick over it. He’s rough with it, making you grin as you shut your eyes with pleasure. 

“Chock me.” You cry to him as you open your eyes to stare up at him. 

“You like that?” You nod quickly as he complies to your request. Ren groans loudly when he feels you clench around him when he grabs a hold of your neck, he can feel your heartbeat and it just makes him goes faster. 

“Oh-h-h fuck! Shit!” Ren shouts he holds the couch with one hand as he goes balls deep in you. He feels you holding his arm, his grip around your neck tighten and he throws his head back when he feels you cum. 

You are crying his name and that was it for him. It broke him completely. 

“Can-can I cum in you?” He shouts as he looks back at you. You’re staring up at him with teary eyes still feeling the hard orgasm you just had. 

“Yes.” You said meekly, he removes his hand from your neck and holds your chin. Keeping your head in place, staring up at him as he thrust into your sloppy pussy. 

In the corner of your eye, you see the director and the crew staring at both of you with wide eyes as Ren groans loudly. You can’t help but whine when he does one last harsh thrust. He moves the couch and he keeps you in place as he fills your womb with his hot milky cum. 

“F-fuck.” Ren moans as he releases your chin and slouches a bit. He cups your face as he tries to catch his breath. His thumb runs over your bottom lip and you do something that you have been craving to do since you saw his hands. Grabbing a hold of his wrist you stick his thumb in your mouth, sucking it as you stare up at him. 

He feels his knees go weak and he pulls away and sits down next to you with a grunt. He has his head throw back over the couch as he sits there, with his limp cock. 

Ren hears the camera man tell you to keep your knees to your chest. Phasma praises you and he opens his eyes to see you. You’re playing with his cum, rubbing his cum all over your cunt and mound. 

“Fuck yeah.” A crew member whispers when you scoop Ren’s cum dripping from your fucked hole up to your lips. You made a moaning sound as you tasted it, licking your lips seductively as the camera pans over to your face.

You walk out of the shower, thanking god that Phasma was a saint when it came to her workers. She had a shower installed in the dressing rooms. You really didn’t want to go home with cum dripping out of you. Your manager had applaud to you and said Hard Ren just came because of you. 

Feeling amazing after the hot shower, you got dressed with the extra clothes your manager packed for you. Fixing your hair, you grabbed your phone, looking at the recent messages from your manager. You frowned because she had sent you a message saying that she was waiting for you in the parking lot then a few seconds later. She sent you a message saying there’s a surprise for you in the parking lot. 

You didn’t think much of it. You were still tired from having sex and you were starving. You just thought she was being like this because of the accomplishment you just did.

You walked to the exit still thinking about him, Ren. He was just as handsome in his videos and his cock was something to die for. You were feeling pretty good for making him cum. He looked so fucking hot cumming. 

Pushing the door open you walked to the parking lot and frowned when you saw your manager wasn’t there. 

“Hey.” You looked over your shoulder and saw Ren leaning against the building with a cigarette in his mouth. He’s wearing different clothes as well, dark jeans with boots and a graphic tee. He had a leather jacket on and his hair was damp. 

“Hi.” You answered back and he gave you a soft smile. 

“You hungry?” He asks, throwing the cigarette on the ground after blowing a puff of smoke. 

“Starving.” You tell him as he walks towards you. He bites his bottom lip and for a moment he looks a bit shy. 

“Me too. I know a place. Wanna come with me?” You nod at him and give him a smile. You start walking with him out of the parking lot when he tells you his first name, Kylo. 

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I see you. professor!kylo ren x reader

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cw: stalking

She felt eyes on her wherever she went. Following her around like a shadow sewn to her boots. Teasing her from afar as if they knew she could never catch them. Whoever was watching her was playing a game (y/n) could only lose.

“Miss (y/n), would you mind staying back for a moment?” Professor Ren’s voice filled the room, forcing her tired eyes off the ground. Her insides began to churn as she slowly walked up to his desk, having to swallow the bile rising in her throat – she had begged her fates to help her, to make her disappear before the handsome professor could catch her. But even today they seemed to ignore her.

“I think you know why I asked you to stay back, don’t you?” He was leaning against his desk, arms crossed in front of his broad chest. A perfect view of his bulging muscles, forcing his shirt to stretch – it was a sight (y/n) was all too used to by now, months after first joining this class. And yet it still left her distracted, bothered by the handsome professor she thought of whenever heat began to pool between her thighs.

“I’m sorry, I promise I’ll turn the missing essays in this weekend.” The defeated sigh leaving the tall man made goosebumps rise on (y/n)’s forearms. Tears were about to well up in her tired eyes, tears that would leave her embarrassed, not daring to cry in front of the man she longed for. She hated disappointing him, hated lacking in her homework, once the best student of his class – nothing but hazy memories she barely remembered by now.

“What is going on, (y/n)? You were such an eager student last semester. Did something happen?” Pain shot through her at his question, forced to avert her gaze before she could spill her secret about what has kept her awake late at night these past weeks. Professor Ren kept his eyes focused on her, clearly aware of her struggles to put whatever was plaguing her into words. “Talk to me, sweetheart.”

“I think I’m being stalked.” The words clawed through (y/n) before she could stop them from leaving her, lured out of her by the nickname he had used. She still couldn’t look at him, rather focusing on her trembling fingers trying to hold onto her books, clinging to them as if they were a pillar holding her together as if she was an ancient building.

(Y/n) felt the professor move, engulfed by their silence, but the second his hand met her chin, tilting her head up to look at him, (y/n) could no longer stop her tears from rolling. One after another rolled down her cheeks, dripping onto the cold ground both were standing on.

“Did you tell anybody else about this?” She felt small in his grasp, his big hands covering most parts of the left side of her face. (Y/n) had to stop herself from pressing further into his grasp as she shook her head, unable to speak up. “Alright, for now we’ll keep this between us. If whoever is stalking you hears of you telling others, they may escalate. I don’t want you getting hurt.”

“I am sorry.” Her voice wavered as she spoke, lured out of her by his closeness, the intoxicating scent of his cologne, the feeling of his hand still cupping her cheek. Carefully, she was pulled against his chest, allowing the tall man to hug her as if he wasn’t her professor, as if he wasn’t in a position of power he was now clearly abusing.

“There is nothing you have to be sorry for, (y/n). I’ll help you with this, I promise. Here, let me give you my number. From now on, you call me whenever you feel like you’re being watched.”

……

The door to Kylo’s home slammed shut behind him, his hands twitching as he ripped the white button-down from his toned body. He was driven mad by the ghost of her body against his, the way her breasts pressed to his chest when he hugged her.

Kylo’s breathing was ragged as he made his way through the house, hands roughly undoing the buttons on his jeans, freeing himself from the tight constraint. He dropped onto the bed, curly hair flopping around his face in a dark halo as if he were a prince of hell. Kylo craved her sweet little body against his �� naked this time, and all of the things he could do to make her writhe and scream his name.

His cock was rock-hard as he thought of y/n, aching to touch her, more than just the way his hands skimmed her waist when she pulled away from his embrace. Kylo stroked himself with a large hand, wishing it was her. He fantasized about fucking her precious mouth — the source of her tears choking on his size.

Kylo moaned. It was filthy, the images in his mind of y/n on her knees, begging for the cock he was jacking off. He was embarrassingly close, only a few moments away from climax, desperately wishing he was buried in her cunt.

Kylo’s full lips parted with a breathless hiss as he came into his hand. He stared at a framed photo of y/n on his bedside, ignoring the mess he’d made on his palm and lower abdomen, dreaming she were there to clean it with her tongue.

……

Kylo waited. It was Tuesday, so she was due for her weekly study session at the campus coffeehouse. He anxiously checked his watch, eyes snapping upward at the tinkling of doorbells overhead.

He saw a flash of her as she walked inside, her usual cheerful expression hollowed out by grim anxiety. His own smile vanished, hating to see her upset. As much as he longed to run in after and embrace her, he lurked in the shadows of an alley across the street, watching through the glass storefront. He was just making sure she was safe from anyone who might have sinister intentions.

Kylo was lost in thought when his cell began to buzz in his blazer pocket. Her cell number lit up across the screen, y/n holding her phone to her ear inside the shop.

“Hello. y/n?” Kylo answered, his lips pulling into a smile as she finally called him.

“Professor Ren—”

“Kylo, please,” he interrupted gently.

“Kylo, I’m…” the words died in her throat, she felt so ridiculous calling him just because of that eerie feeling that crawled up her spine.

“Sweetheart, are you alright?” Kylo’s voice soothed, and she found herself blinking back tears.

“I’m at the coffeehouse, and it’s probably nothing, but… you said to call you if I felt like I was being watched,” y/n stumbled over the words, unsure of how to ask her professor for help.

“I’m not far, I’ll come to you,” he spoke, swallowing the happiness in his voice knowing that he’d be close to you.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to inconvenience you.”

Relief visibly melted the fear on her face as he entered the door. She lowered her phone, quickly brushing her eyes with the back of her hand. Kylo’s long strides closed the distance, and he took a seat beside y/n on the couch.

“I’m here, you’re safe,” he promised, lightly touching her knee, breaching just a little bit further than he had before, his heart racing from the risk of being seen.

Kylo hushed the apologies, insisting that he was happy to join her.

……

“Are you sure I’m not imposing?” (Y/n)’s voice echoed through Kylo’s house. She had her arms wrapped around herself, somewhat trying to hide her trembling body from his intense gaze. Just his mere gaze left her aching for his closeness, feeling unusually protected and safe around him.

“Of course not, sweetheart. You’re safe here, I promise!” Kylo showed her one of his rare smiles as he guided her towards his living room, enjoying the feeling of her body pressed against his big hand. (Y/n) looked so small next to him, perfect for him to own, to protect, to hold.

“I just,” a sigh left her as they plopped down on the dark couch, sitting closer as any other professor and his student would. His outer thigh pressed against hers, letting her feel the warmth he emanated while (y/n) played with her shaking fingers.

“What is it?” His fingers found her chin, turning her face towards his concerned one. Their eyes met, hers full of fear and sadness, his full of curiosity and comfort. She struggled to find her words, too distracted by his closeness, the way her body reacted to him, and the unfamiliar need taking up her body.

(Y/n) couldn’t pinpoint what it was that drove her on, but her body began to move without her mind being able to stop her, pressing her lips against his plush ones. For a second, Kylo didn’t react to the sudden touch, forcing (y/n) to retreat with fear suddenly overtaking her, cursing herself for being this stupid. But the second her lips left his, Kylo drew her back in.

She straddled his lap as Kylo deepened the kiss, high on (y/n)’s need for distraction. The moan that clawed through her as she ground her hips against his burned through his whole system, urging Kylo on to hold her even closer. His touch made her feel alive, properly seen for the first time as if the mirror finally caught her reflection, allowing (y/n) to feel something she had only dreamt of until now.

“Careful, sweetheart. I won’t be gentle if we take this any further.” Kylo’s voice grew lower with every syllable he spoke, letting his words vibrate against her swollen lips. But (y/n) seemed to be stuck in some form of trance that robbed her of her voice, kissing Kylo once again.

She felt him rise to his feet with her clinging to him, arms and legs wrapped around his broad frame. He carried her towards his bedroom without breaking the kiss once, revelling in her closeness and her need for him.

She gasped as their lips finally parted, her body sinking into the bed where he laid her. Kylo’s wild eyes burned with lust, his lips swollen and hair slightly dishevelled from the way she had clawed through him. He knelt between her parted legs, gazing down at the prize in his bed as he took a beat to catch his breath.

Nerves began to get the best of her, making her squirm on his sheets. Kylo’s hand went to her bare thigh, a sundress pushed up nearly high enough to reveal a glimpse of her underwear. Y/n stilled at the touch, whimpering softly for him, her body itching for some sort of relief that only he could satisfy.

“What a pretty sight you are, I should take a picture of you.” His words left her panting, high on his praises. Y/n wanted to reply, wanted to tell him that she was purely his in a moment like this, but her words were lost on her lips as Kylo pushed her panties aside to let his mouth find her heat.

“Oh, heaven.” Y/n sighed her words, ready to drown in the wave of lust his touch pushed through her. He knew exactly how to touch her, how to make her feel as if she was burning alive, laid beneath him like his last ever meal. Kylo ate her out with an unfamiliar passion, it took over every part of his body, guiding him to safety as she trembled beneath him.

His eyes watched her every expression, watching her lips part as he pushed two fingers into her tightness, eagerly swallowing his digits as if he were fucking her with his aching cock. Soon enough he’d have her, soon enough he’d make her his, forever bound to him by the way he’d fuck her through her high.

“Kylo,” y/n gasped his name as he curled his fingers against her swollen spot, a sensation that was lost the second he pulled away. He parted from y/n to undress, to expose every inch of his broad, muscular frame to her wide eyes.

Y/n’s heart picked up its beat at the sight of his naked form, squealing in surprise as he pulled her dress from her frame, groaning as her naked breasts were exposed to his dark eyes. She couldn’t speak up, couldn’t ask any further questions as he reached for a condom, telling her that this was really happening.

She needed a second to calm down, to accept that everything was spinning, that she’d lose herself in the touch of her professor. But somehow she still felt safe, awfully safe in Kylo’s closeness, ready to give herself to him.

“You’re mine, and you always will be mine.” He spoke the words as he pushed into her, letting his cock part her walls. It felt as if he was ripping her open, bigger than she was used to, unsure how to take all of him. Her whines bled in his ears like a warcry, urging him on to take what was rightfully his, overpowering the darkest thoughts that whispered to him.

Her nails dragged down his freckled chest, leaving harsh red lines in their wake. Beautiful eyes were hidden behind wet lashes that were squeezed shut in raw, aching pleasure.

“Fuck, you’re so much better than I could’ve imagined.” Kylo swore, his lips pressing hot, wet kisses to her collarbone, ghosting up her neck.

He was drunk on the pleasure, her warm cunt tight around his cock, urging him to thrust harder, bruising her hips.

“Let me hear you, tell me you belong to me!” Kylo demanded of y/n as her back arched, chasing the orgasm he was keeping just out of reach.

“I’m yours, I’m yours,” she whimpered, gasping beneath him as his fingers circled her clit.

She shuddered beneath him, trembling from the intensity of him, throat hoarse from crying his name. He allowed y/n to weave her fingers through his hair, pulling him into a heavy kiss as she came. Kylo’s teeth tugged at her lip, dizzied by the wrecked moan it dragged from her swollen lips.

The slick sound of him pulling out was the only noise in the room before he painted her lower belly with white ribbons. Kylo fell back on his heels, kneeling above her to catch his breath, admiring his prey, lured into his bed and torn to pieces, marked with his seed.

Y/N’s eyes were closed, her body succumbing to the exhaustion that he’d inflicted. He took a moment to admire her in the state, before taking photos with his phone before she could object.

……

She was his. He was the only one to keep her safe. He was the only one to protect her from any and every evil. She was his.

Kylo hid behind the pair of dark sunglasses that matched the dark cap he wore, shielding his frame from her curious eyes. Y/n was sitting a few feet away from him, sharing a coffee with her friend as they rambled about things he couldn’t hear.

He still felt her wrapped around him, the way she had clenched his cock, how she had moaned for him. A perfect match made in heaven, Kylo was sure of it.

It was on him to watch her. It was on him to keep her safe. Even though she would never know it were his wandering eyes she felt following her around.

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kinktober, day twenty-three

warnings: dark!professor!ben solo x student!reader, smut, dubcon/noncon, manipulation, power imbalance, accidentally sending your teacher a sex tape, flashing, stripping, masturbation, altogether just toxic and terrible and so so wrong behaviour but it's also a kinda hot fantasy pick a struggle

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If only you had double checked. If only you had not been in a hurry and sent your professor the wrong file, the worst possible file ever, then you wouldn’t have been in this situation.

Your boyfriend went to a college across the country, so in attempts to combate the daunting reality that was a long-distance relationship, the two of you had made a habit of leaning on technology and such to help fill in the holes and make it feel less excruciating to be apart.

One of those holes conveniently came in the form of a video of you, in bed before classes, sunrays bathing your form as you got yourself off for him. 

If only that hadn’t been the video you had accidentally sent to your professor instead of the 5 minute tape he had asked you to turn in, proving that you had learned enough so far in the course to be able to talk freely about it. 

“Show me,” professor Solo simply said, leaning back in his chair. 

“Excuse me, sir?” you fiddled with the sleeve of your cardigan, wishing that you had just sat down and not awkwardly continued to stand in the middle of his office. 

“You just told me that you didn’t wanna fail the class, correct?”

“Yes,” you answered apprehensively. 

“And that you’d do anything to make that so?”

“Yes, but Mr Solo, I was thinking more in the lines of extra credit or-“

“You’ve already given me more than a peek, this is nothing compared to that,” he coldly cut you off as his eyes shamelessly wandered, “or you could just walk out that door and fail this class, choice is yours.”

Feeling your heart all the way in your throat, you pondered, “…you just want me to flash you, nothing else?”

“I’m not gonna touch you, if that’s what you’re worried about.”

Utterly mystified as to how he could be so composed while asking you such things, you continued, “…and if I do, then you won’t fail me in this class?”

“Might even fudge the numbers a bit and have you come out on top,” he shrugged, piecing gaze never straying far. 

Staring up at the dark ceiling, you took a deep breath and uttered, “…alright,” before your fingers nervously began to fiddle with your cardigan, slowly peeling it off and hooking it in the crook of your elbow for safekeeping as you then lifted your shirt up just enough for him to peek at your soft bra.

“You can do better than that,” he scoffed, his eyes practically burning holes in your brassiere, “turn around and bend over, let me see what you’ve got under that skirt.”

You needed this class to graduate… so like a stubborn pill, you turned around and braced on the chair behind you. Squeezing your eyes shut as you arched your back, feeling the crisp air hit your bottom. Your eyes swiftly snapped open once more as the sound of a zipper resonated throughout the room, “what are you doing?” you spun back around, skirt twirling around your thighs, “I thought you said-”

Hand down his pants, he nearly rolled his eyes, “I said I wouldn’t touch you, not that I wouldn’t make the most of this, now get back to it.”

© 2023 thyme-in-a-bubble 

[xsister-serpent]

Earbuds & Intrigue - Part 2

Warning: 18+ MDNI, cursing, spicy audio, sexually explicit,

Summary: Goth!Reader is a supporter of a spicy audio content creator CraftedClassic on Patreon. Her routine office job takes an unexpected turn when she discovers that her new wealthy CEO is none other than CraftedClassic, the infamous spicy audio creator she admires.

A/N: Finally here's part 2 of the story, hope you all enjoy this chapter as this was quite fun for me to write. I made a little playlist for this fic and I'm super proud of it. LMK if you guys want to be tagged 🖤🖤🖤 Don't act like you office people don't kill company time on your phone. Kylo's username is: CraftedClassic and Goth!Reader username is DeathMajesty.

Tagging: @novausstuff

In the morning, you were called into the office with only a few people, including Maz. You reluctantly agreed considering you could opt out a day next week. Upon entering the office, you saw that your usual far corner spot had been taken. Sighing, you sat at the vacant desk directly adjacent to the new CEO's office. After setting up your laptop for work, you began doing your regular tasks. Suddenly, you saw Kylo coming around the corner. As he unbuttoned his overcoat, he talked on his iPhone as stoic as ever. Your gaze went back to your laptop, but your thoughts trailed back to him. It was odd enough that he and Rey were cousins. The simple fact Rey had told you all his dirt made you wonder a bit more about him. What he was outside of work. What he regarded as mundane? He always looked well put together but according to Rey, he’s barely keeping it together. Totaling 

 Kylo went into the office and flicked on the lights. For someone who didn’t speak at all, he certainly had a commanding presence. You could hear him typing away on his laptop and soon enough a clicking of his mouth escaped him. Something was up, you concluded. You heard him whisper a drawn-out ‘What’ from his office in a disappointed sigh.

 Before you could message Rose you could hear his footsteps come back out of his office. You placed your phone back on your desk as if you were only checking the time. 

 Kylo slouched against the door frame as he looked at his watch.

“Why is no one ready?” he mumbled looking at his watch again and then at the door. He had his sleeves rolled up to his muscular forearms. 

 Rose was right, he was a male Miranda Priestly. You kept your eyes on your laptop screen until his gaze caught yours. 

“Morning Y/N,” he greeted with a nod.

“Morning,” you answered.

“Could you CC me in those monthly reports you give to Maz?”

“Sure,” you nodded adding him to your mass email. 

This was the first time you had to CC anyone bigger than Mazz on your emails, which sent you a little spike of anxiety but if the CEO needs it then so be it. You were confident in your work and you had the backup info to prove it. You could still feel Kylo’s gaze on you as you went back to your work. You tried to tune him out as you knew you had stares everywhere you went. 

“I’m sorry, but, I think I’ve seen you before,” he spoke as he walked over to your desk, “Do you know Phas? Tall blonde woman?”

 Kylo kept a respectable distance however it still felt like he was towering over you.  

“No, I’m Rey's roommate actually,” You explained turning in your chair to face him.

 Kylo’s eyebrow rose slightly, “Ah, yeah, you’re on her socials right?”

 You nodded, “Yeah we signed on that two-bedroom apartment in Ferrix.”

“Ferrix? That’s a quiet neighborhood,” His eyes were on the door once more, “What time do the supervisors come in??”

“They should be in any second now,” I answered. 

 Meeting with the supervisors wasn’t new but Kylo’s stance was a bit like watching a shark wait for unsuspecting prey. Something was definitely up. 

Before he could say anything Mr. Pryde along with a few other older supervisors came in each laughing until they all laid their eyes on Kylo. The room went silent as Kylo walked over to them. 

“Gentlemen, the meeting was at 7:30 am,” he spoke with an unnerving calmness

 Each of them went silent as they followed Kylo into the room. As the door closed you immediately messaged Rose. 

Y/N: Someone is getting fired with eye emojis.

Rose: Damn. I’d hate to be a manager 

Y/N: I’ll keep you updated 

 You saw Maz show up with her laptop along with a smile at you. When she opened the door however you could hear Kylo’s firm voice.

“Maz and her team are the only ones who's been updating logs!,” Kylo reprimanded the room, “How could any of you miss this crucial mis-..” 

Maz looked back at you with wide eyes as she closed the door behind her. 

Kylo’s harsh critics could be heard through the walls along with another woman’s voice was seemed to be on call. You placed your other earbuds in and began to catch up on your drafting work. Hours flew by and it hit your lunch break finally. 

 You grabbed your leftovers and began to walk over to the lunch room/ break room alone. You could still hear all the supervisors talking amongst one another along with Kylo’s baritone voice. 

You shook your head and left the area, “Not my pig, not my farm.” 

Soon you heard the door open, and a million voices began speaking at once. You paused your snack mid-bite as Maz came into the room with a small smile on her face. She looked outwards and then back at you with a grateful sigh, “You have spared the entire team from Kylo’s wrath.”

 “What really??” You urgently whispered, “Maz what the hell happened in there? I could hear him through the walls.”

“A blood bath that’s what happened,” she sighed quietly as she made herself coffee, “Kylo’s cracking down on the departments and he’s not taking any prisoners.”

“That makes sense, he’d ask me to send him my monthly reports now,” You answered leaning back into the chair. 

“Thank you for doing so,” Maz spoke giving your shoulder an affirmed squeeze.

 A slight blush came on your face, “So do I get a raise??”

“I hope so you deserve it. You know what, I’ll see what I can do,” Maz took a drink from her coffee as she looked at her work phone, “Speaking of the devil. I’ll see you around.”

 She left you alone in the break room shutting the door. A smile came on your face as you took a drink from your coke. It had been a while since you received some if any recognition, so this was a small win in your favor. You cleaned up after yourself and went out to your car for the last 15 minutes of your lunch. 

You went into your car and placed the seat back texting your mom about your victory. You smiled as she messaged you back saying ‘Of course, she didn’t raise a dumb kid’. 

 Before you knew it your work phone blew up in messages of praise from Rose, Connix, and Maz with congratulatory gifs. 

 You played your music hearing the thrashing of guitars of Rammstein as you beamed quietly in your car. You nodded to the music of the German rock band. You were so stuck on your small victory that you didn’t even notice someone standing outside your door. Until a sharp tap broke you out of your trance. You glanced up and saw Kylo. 

“Oh shit,” you mumbled as you quickly adjusted your seat and lowered your music, “Oh hey what’s up?”

 Kylo was a few paces away from your car, “Hi. Sorry to bother you on your break.”

 You waved a hand, “It’s fine, am I parked in your spot or??”

“What? Oh no, no that’s not it,” Kylo spoke clearing his throat, “I wanted to apologize if you heard me through that meeting. Maz told me I was a bit loud.”

 You looked at his stature once more although he seemed intense in the office, right now he looked like a fish out of water with you.

“It’s fine. I kinda tuned it out,” you dismissed. 

 A relief came across his face as he ran his fingers through his hair, “Cool. I’m glad that didn’t freak you out.” 

There was a pause between the two of you taking in each other’s appearance or at least he was taking in yours. You couldn’t tell if he was sizing you up or checking you out. 

“So uh Rammstein huh??” He mentioned your music.

“You listen to them?” You questioned.

 You could see his face slightly turn pink? His large hands slightly fidgeted with his key tag that hanged from his belt nervously.

“I’ve probably a few songs from them on tic-tok,” He spoke leaning on his car, “They seem pretty cool.”

“Yeah,” You agreed as you glanced at your dashboard and then at him. There was a pause between the two of you. You awkwardly looked at the clock and then at him. You always kept a distance when it came to higher-ups but that was because they were older. Kylo however was probably one of the youngest CEOs you had ever seen. Right now he seemed to be staring back at you, waiting for you to respond to him. 

“Do you have any good recommendation albums from them?” Kylo asked a little too enthusiastically breaking the silence. 

 It was a bit out of the ordinary questions other people had for you. Kylo looked interested, waiting for your response. However, before you could answer your alarm went off signaling that you had to return to your desk. 

“Check out Rosenrot and Reise, Reise,” you suggested as you exited your car. 

“Definitely,” he continued as he walked next to you, “I’ve been meaning to expand my music taste these couple of months. Hearing divorce dad rock isn’t cutting it for me anymore.”

  A slight grin came over you as he held open the door for you, “Are you looking for something in particular.”

 Kylo shrugged his shoulders placing his hands in his pocket as he glanced over to you, “Something heavy, enough to cause my father a heart attack.” A slight chuckle escaped your lips, “Hmm that varies, but Rammstein is a good start to that harder music.”

He glanced at you as he took off his sunglasses, “When you’re done clocking in see me in my office.”

A slight spike of unease suddenly came as you saw him walk into his office. You message your team saying you will be gone for the next 15 minutes for a meeting. You exhaled a breath calming your nerves as you went back to your laptop clocking in. You took another breath and grabbed a small notepad and pen just in case you needed to write something. You turned the corner and saw Maz conversing with another worker. Maybe she had put in the good word? You pushed your anxiety to the side and walked into his office. It was large and overlooked most of the city. His desk was large with black wood and a large leather-looking seat.

“Shut the door behind you,” he spoke not looking up from his work.

 You nodded quietly as you did so. You made your way to the leathered chair in front of his desk as he sat reading something. 

“Maz speaks very highly of you,” Kylo spoke his gaze turning back to you, “And after today’s work I truly believe it.”

 A slight nod came from you, “Thanks. I did my best.”

“Maz and I agreed you’ll get a raise,” He spoke turning his static gaze back to his laptop. 

 Your eyebrow perked up with a shock, “Oh great, thanks, Ren. I appreciate it.”

 “Keep doing what you're doing,” Kylo concluded with what seemed like a slight smile, “Send in Mr. Pryde when you head out.” 

 It looked..cute. You took your gaze away as you stood up from the seat and made your way to the door. You reached for the door only for it to budge. 

“Great,” you sighed in disappointment trying to budge it open.

“Something wrong Y/N?” Kylo questioned looking up at you.

“The door’s jammed,” You answered trying to open it, “You’d think this building would be up to date.”

 Kylo stood up from his desk and went next to you, “Let me try.”

 You stood back as he gripped the door handle trying to unjam it. A ring came, one you had recognized almost immediately. 

A chime from Audios After Dark. You gripped your pen as you swiftly glanced at his desk. No that couldn’t be. Thankfully you were facing the opposite way from Kylo so you wouldn’t give away any hints. 

“I’ll message Maz maybe she can move it on the outside,” you spoke taking out your phone and messaging her.

“Good thinking,” Kylo spoke as he tried budgeting the door again with a hard grunt.

 You heard another familiar chime, confirming your suspicions that he was a part of that community. 

That could be for any of the tags though. He probably indulged in a few of the female audios. 

 The door suddenly budged as Kylo gave another hard pull causing a few strains of his raven hair to fall onto his face. You could see his forearm flexing as he gripped the door handle once more. It was s such a mundane thing but the way his arms flexed…

STOP IT! you internally scolded yourself.

“Ah there it goes,” You commented seeing the door slightly budge.

“Thank God,” Kylo chuckled as he glanced at you then at the door, “You might want to take a step back.”

 As you took a step back he pulled back the door this time it swung open with force until it hit him right on the toe so hard that you winced. 

“FUCK!” He yelled in both frustration and agony, “FUCKIN SHIT!”

  That..that sounded familiar.. A little too familiar. You heard someone else say that..someone you had listened to. 

 Another chime from the After Dark Audios app rang once more.

“Kylo are you alright?” You spoke looking at him as he limped to the seat you were in.

“Yeah,” he winced as he gave you a weak thumbs up, “I’ll live.”

“Do you want an ice pack or something??”

“No it’s fine thank you Y/N,” he spoke gripping a leather armchair as his cheeks became red in pain, “Have Mr. Pryde come in 10.”

 You looked at him concerned, “Are you positive you don’t need anything??”

“No no,” he weakly dismissed with a wave with a stifled groan, “I’ll be good. Sorry for cursing Y/N.”

I’ll be good, that voice. That voice.

“It’s fine let me know if you need anything,” You agreed as you walked away from his office leaving the door open so he wouldn’t have to pry it open once more. 

 There was that strange hit of nostalgia, like trying to remember an old song on the radio. You went back to your desk as you heard another After Dark Chime coming from his office. A spark of curiosity came as you pulled out your phone. You switched your phone on silent and pulled up the app. You could feel your breath slightly hitch as you opened it. Your eyes went to the CraftedClassic user name. There was a green online light on his user name. Your palms became slightly sweaty as you hovered over the message board.

Just do it, you urged yourself, It’s a million in one shot.

 With a steady exhale you clicked the comments section and went under his status. 

‘Take all the time you need! Enjoy your rest!’. 

In anticipation, you held your breath and clicked send. 

An After Dark Chime rang through.

Directly from Kylo’s office. 

A hand went to your temples in panic. Silent internal sirens rang off in your head as you saw a message reply from CraftedClassic.

Thanks DeathMajesty,  I got a special present for my loyal listener when I come back <3 ;)

 You silently placed your phone back in your pocket and looked at your keyboard. CraftedClassic was your boss??! But how? Why?!

 A heat of embarrassment came on your cheeks as you folded your hands in front of you swinging your chair to show the back of it. 

“Son a bitch,” you mumbled in disbelief as the weight of the truth became heavy in your chest.

You knew his little secret. 

[rynwritesstuff]

Willow

Pirate!Kylo Ren x Reader

Warnings: Gentle yearning, longing stares, they love each other but Kylo is oblivious and moody

Word count: 710

Summary: Captain Kylo Ren appreciates the sunset (and other beautiful things.)

*Edit is not mine, credit to @kyloremus​ !!*

“I’m like the water when your ship rolled in that night. [...] The more that you say, the less I know, wherever you stray, I follow. I’m begging for you to take my hand, wreck my plans, that’s my man.” - Willow, Taylor Swift 

The ship rocks back and forth as it sails through the sea. Captain Kylo Ren stands on the deck of the ship, looking out at the blue waves and appreciating the beauty of the sunset reflecting on the water. He is a quiet man. Quiet, and solemn, and hard to understand. 

You love it. 

You come up behind him and put your hand on his shoulder. He glances over. Then, saying nothing, he looks back out at the orange, yellow, and pink hues that fill the sky. You know he likes it when you touch him, though. He leans into you ever so slightly, pressing his body closer to yours. 

You follow his line of vision, then smile softly as you squint at the brilliant display of colors. 

“You’re deep in thought,” you state. It isn’t a question. The Captain looks down at you, and you offer him a knowing smile. “What’s troubling you?”

He glances down at your chest for just a moment, looking at your breasts and silently enjoying the way they look in the dress he bought you just a few days prior. 

“Nothing,” Kylo says. “Can one not simply enjoy the sunset?”

You chuckle. He’s difficult. Always so fucking difficult.

“You may,” you say, nodding up at him. “Of course you may. I just thought that perhaps you would enjoy some company.”

Kylo says nothing, which you have come to understand means: Stay. He looks out at the water again. He loves it here at sea. You, not so much. It is easy to get seasick this far out, and you often long to plant your feet on solid ground, but when you have the Captain, you find that it’s a bit easier to endure. 

You are his companion, his woman. He has his men, most certainly, but none of them matter as much as you do. You are beautiful in his eyes, like a sculpture that the Gods took their time molding. He is not good at expressing his affection or admiration, but he enjoys these moments in which it is you, and him, and the sea. 

“The colors are wonderful,” you say, looking at the reflection in the water. Kylo is still staring at you. 

“Yes,” he says. “They are.” 

He takes note of your complexion, your hair, your eyes. Everything. Of course, he has done this many times before, but you look striking in the warm light. He tucks a stray piece of hair behind your ear, and you look up at him. 

“Do you want me tonight, Captain?” you ask softly. “Yes,” Kylo says. He likes it when you call him ‘Captain’. 

“When?” you ask. You do not make it a habit, asking him when he is going to fuck you, because it all depends on his fluctuating moods, but right now? He is staring at you hungrily, drinking you in like a man dying of thirst, and you think that perhaps he will tell you to go to his quarters now.

“When I have finished looking at you in this light,” Kylo says, his hand moving from your hair to your cheek. He pulls you forward, and you must admit that this behavior is surprising but very, very welcome. 

“Do you enjoy looking at me, Captain?” you ask, your voice barely above a whisper as you lean into his touch. 

Kylo looks at your lips and begins to long for you, then leans forward and presses his lips against yours so as to not deny himself the simple pleasure of kissing you. His mouth works against yours delicately, gently, far gentler than you would think for a man like him. 

Your hand finds his hair, and you give it a gentle tug. 

“I would very much – mm – like to – mm – take you, Captain,” you tell him. The smallest of smiles tugs at the corner of Captain Ren’s mouth, and he pulls your body flush against his. 

“Well, who am I to say ‘no’ to such a beautiful woman?” he asks.

[srorgana1]

Angel Eyes

Rock Star Kylo Ren x Reader/Knights of Ren

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

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

I hope you all enjoy ❤️

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

If you enjoyed here is where you can find the original story and other one-shots from the Into The Reverb Universe:

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[crucifiedfaerie]

Gods & Monsters ༉₊˚✧

GodOfDeath!Kylo Ren x Fem!Reader AU

(THIS IS A DARK!FIC PLEASE READ ALL WARNINGS AND THE AUTHORS NOTE BEFORE PROCEEDING !!!)

➴ Summary: Death has followed you like a shadow your entire life. After losing everything, you call out to him in a moment of desperation. Maybe that was his plan all along.

➴ Playlist: Track 1 | Track 2 | Track 3 | Track 4 | Track 5 | Track 6 | Track 7 | Track 8 (listen in no particular order, these songs just inspired me)

➴ Word Count: 2.2k

➴ Warnings: 18+ MDNI under any circumstances, DARK!FIC, fem!reader, dom!kylo, a lot of angst, BLOOD, major and minor character death, reader is suicidal, kylo is the god of death, kylo is obsessive, selfish, and manipulative, stalker!kylo, reader is naïve, a little soft!kylo bc he loves her but again he's selfish so should i really call it that ??, soul selling, SMUT (manipulation therefore DUB-CON, very rough sex, unprotected PiV sex, sadist!kylo for a second ??, naked sub/fully clothed dom, dacryphilia kind of, light bruising, blasphemy and sacrilege), typos probably

➴ Taglist: ( @enviedear @capitanostella @teapartydreams )

A/N: guys did i just lowkey write a snuff fic? maybe. (yes) its left up to you to decide if this has a happy ending or not. kylo is selfish and manipulative, yeah, but hes also sexy and in love so idek how to feel myself. @enviedear and i have been playing around with the idea of godofdeath!kylo in our dms so special thanks to liv my beloved <3 i hope you guys enjoy and i also completely understand if some of you aren't chill with the themes of this fic.

It appeared that death followed you wherever you went, trailing behind you like an invisible shadow you couldn't escape. It started when you were younger with any pet you would get mysteriously dying, you don't know when but at some point you had given up on trying to keep them. Friends and family followed suit over the years, all of them as tragic as the last one. It was as if Death was puppeteering your life, tugging on the strings that held your heart together... and you didn't quite understand why.

You couldn't seem to remember what it was you'd been thinking about on your walk home. Maybe it was what your mother had decided to make for dinner. You stared at the pot still boiling in the eerily quiet kitchen. Or perhaps it was how you had promised your sister you'd play with her when you came home. Your eyes darted to the toys that had been carelessly scattered over the floor of your family's shared bungalow, noticing how a light mist of crimson coated them.

You tried to remember, but one singular word kept interrupting your thoughts. Blood. All you could smell... was blood.

You tried to scream but it was as if the air had been stolen from your lungs. All you could see was red. Red. Red everywhere. On the floors. On the walls. When you saw them, the shriek that escaped your heaving chest pierced the silence of your home, bouncing off the walls and ringing in your ears.

Your family was dead. Slaughtered and discarded on the floor as if they were simply livestock.

As you backed away, you nearly slipped in the puddle you realized you were standing in. The sticky, wet sound your shoes made as you moved was revolting and you felt acid burning at your throat. You stumbled into the living room, just barely making it to the soft carpet before falling to your knees. You heaved, but nothing happened, your empty stomach having nothing for your body to forcibly expel.

You collapsed to the floor, body wracked with sobs. You screamed and screamed until you thought your vocal cords might tear.

Gone. They're all gone.

You don't know how long it had been. Maybe hours, maybe days. You laid there, your screams subsided to sobs and you wanted nothing more than to be with them... No, you wanted to be them.

Why couldn't it have been me? Why my mother? Why my sister? Please, I just want to die. Please Please.

For what felt like an eternity, you silently begged for death. How ironic, you thought, that you begged for the thing that had taken everything from you. You had already dealt with plenty of loss to last you several lifetimes, and now you had lost the last two people you loved. There was no physical pain on this planet that would ever compare to what you felt now. You only wanted it to be over.

You saw something out of the corner of your eye. A tall, dark figure, lurking in the shadowy corner of the room. You looked up, attempting to blink the tears from your raw eyes, unable to make out any distinct features of the being that stood before you.

"You- Did you do this?!" You sobbed. "Did you k-kill my..." You couldn't even say it. If you said it out loud, that meant it was real.

The figure stepped forward, allowing light from the window to cast down upon him. Your teary eyes widened as you realized who this man... this being, was. The aquiline nose, dark locks, and scar that trailed down his cheek you'd recognize anywhere. Kylo Ren, the God of Death, stood before you. You had only heard of him in legends, but he was even more marvelous looking in person.

"I do not take. I only collect." Ren said firmly, yet a hint of compassion laced his words, making you feel... safe? In any other situation, you would have laughed at the idea of feeling safe around the literal personification of death itself, but you were in no mood for laughing. He continued. "I hear souls call out to me, and I answer."

"My family... who did this? Why wasn't I-" You choked out, weakly pointing to the adjacent room behind you. You began to sob again, feeling hot tears run down your face.

"Raiders..." Ren knelt on the floor in front of you, getting down to your level before continuing. "Sweet, mourning lamb, there's nothing you could have done. They went quickly, I made sure of that." He reached out a large hand to gingerly wipe the tears from your face, and you melted into the divine warmth of his fingers.

"Did you come b-back for me too? Please, I don't want to be here anymore- I can't do it without them, please! I'm nothing!" You begged him through sobs.

"Not to me." Ren sighed calmly, a sympathetic smile resting on his expression. "I do not answer the calls of souls whose time are not up... but you're different, special..." He trailed off, his voice still firm but sounding like he was was pondering something.

"I don't understand..." Your voice was just above a whisper.

Ren paused for a moment, the two of you sitting in silence as his dark eyes scanned yours. He held out his hand to you and finally spoke. "I want you to join me. Let it all die, let everything go, and I will give you what you so wish for."

Your eyes widened at his request, staring into his intense gaze. "Join you?" You croaked.

He nodded slightly. "Rule by my side, little lamb. I feel so drawn to you, I always have... And I know you've felt it too." His tone was soft, but there was a small shred of desperation there.

"And everyone I love? My family and friends?... Will I see them again?" You began to turn your head to look at the door to the kitchen, but a strong hand grabbed your chin at light speed, turning your head to look at him again.

"No- You're still... Holding on! Let go!" Ren raised his voice, startling you. He was inches from your face and his eyes were filled with pure panic, as if he were afraid you were changing your mind.

Memories of your family and friends played like a movie reel in your head. So many moments that you'd never get back. They were gone, and you'd never see them again. What's done is done and you had nothing now.

But as you stared into Ren's wild, dark eyes, you saw an offer being handed to you that you couldn't refuse. An option to never be alone again. To forget every detail of your life as it stands. To not feel the pain that laid so heavily on your heart and soul.

I understand.

You inhaled sharply before placing your shaking and much smaller hand in his. "I'll join you." You said it so quietly, you weren't sure if he had even heard it.

Ren certainly did, however, and within seconds he pounced, closing the gap between you. It was as if your words were an invitation he had been eagerly waiting for and his warm lips crashed into your cold, trembling ones. You felt every emotion at once coursing through your body, and you thought you might spontaneously combust at any moment.

The kiss of death.

He did not pull away though, he only continued to kiss you with more urgency. He pushed you backwards until your back was pressed against the plush carpet. When you touched him, he felt like he was made of marble. As if you needed any more emphasis on the fact that this was no human man that loomed over you.

Ren's large hands began to explore your body, his fingers running along your sides, causing a warm bolt of electricity to shoot through your core. You instinctually moaned against his mouth, and you felt him smirk.

He trailed his mouth down your neck, leaving red and purple marks, before pulling away to admire his work. "You already look so divine in this life... I can't begin to imagine what you'll look like in the next." Ren's voice was low, smooth, and his words dripped with honey. It elicited another moan from you, causing him to let out a dark chuckle.

At near light speed, he practically ripped your clothes off, pulling your shirt over your head first before making quick work of your pants and underwear. You were left naked and writhing on the floor as you watched him work at his belt, kneeling over you.

You couldn't help but think of how morally wrong this all was. This was no simple kiss of death... No, this was blasphemous. Sacrilegious in every sense of the word and you... loved it. You loved how your body betrayed you every chance it got, ignoring every single alarm bell that rang in the part of your brain that clutched onto what little was left of your sanity. It was exhilarating.

With quick fingers, Ren freed his cock from the confines of his pants, causing it to spring upwards. You marveled at him, wondering if maybe this was his weapon of choice. Maybe he would impale you on his dick and literally fuck you to death. You saw him smirk as if he had heard your thought. He most certainly did.

You watched, your body trembling, as he lined himself up with your entrance. Ren did not give you a moment to think before slamming himself into you, bottoming out within seconds. Your view of him was clouded by white-hot stars and he watched as your face contorted from the pain and pleasure of being split in two by him.

Ren's thrusts were erratic, unrelenting as he plowed into your cunt. His fingers dug into your hips, surely leaving bruises... not that it would matter tomorrow. You were completely cock drunk, under some divine spell he had surely cast over you. "Feels... s-s-so.... g-" You trailed off, lost in the violent pleasure he inflicted on your small frame.

He chuckled at your futile attempt to form a sentence. "Look at you, little lamb. Already coming undone at my hand. You want release so badly don't you?" His voice was full of compassion but his words were laced with darkness.

You knew it wasn't only your impending climax that he was referring to. You whined, your eyes welling with tears as you nodded frantically. "Please." You let out in a choked sob.

Ren let out a moan and angled his hips to thrust into you deeper, hitting your g-spot again and again with each erratic snap of his hips. He leaned down slowly, his hair tickling your cheek. "Then let go, sweet thing. Let everything go." He whispered in your ear.

You became putty in Ren's hands as you came, clenching around his cock as he continued to violently plow into you. His lips found yours and he kissed you with wild desperation. After a few more thrusts, he followed suit, bottoming out one last time and letting out a groan as he came deep inside of your cunt.

As you came down from your high, you watched hazily as he fumbled with something on the side of his belt. Ren looked down at you with adoration, and with a swift movement of his hand, you felt ice-cold metal pressed against your naked chest.

When you looked down, it took you a moment to process what had happened. Ren had impaled you through the chest with his lightsaber... yet you felt no pain. Only an intense warmth that radiated through every cell of your body.

Your eyes darted up to his face, illuminated in the crimson glow of his weapon. His expression was soft, attentive. You tried to speak but only a choked whine came out, the air having been stolen from your lungs by the fiery plasma that crackled inside of you.

Ren quickly brought his hand up to hold the side of your face, wiping stray tears and gently stroking your jaw with his thumb. You didn't even realize you had started crying again and you began to taste copper. "Shhh, don't be frightened my mourning lamb. It will all be over soon, just let go... Let go, and you will be mine forever..." His voice was deep but it had a sickeningly sweet quality to it.

You couldn't fully decipher what he was saying, so you focused on how nice he sounded instead. How merciful, you thought, for this voice to be the last one you'd ever hear on this mortal plane.

Your vision began to tunnel in on Ren's face. You thought you heard him call you his mourning lamb. What was it you were mourning again? You couldn't seem to remember what originally got you into this situation. You couldn't seem to remember anything. Anything besides Kylo Ren, that is.

"Finally... At last, you are mine."

The last thing you saw was the smile on his face. There was something... dark about it. His eyes were intense and he looked excited, as if he were finally getting something he'd been waiting ages for. Before you could dwell on it for too long though, everything went black.

[babbushka]

Y O U pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope.

Victorian!Kylo for @safarigirlsp

[thedarkcoven]

Lovers Mark | Kylo Ren RQ

Kylo Ren x Reader Soul Mate AU. Cuteness. A bit of angst. No warnings just gonna be cuteness <3 Also it means a lot that I and other writers can make your life better and make you happier <3 I know it took a bit to get out and I do apologize but I hope you enjoy it, anon <3 It was my honor -Kitty  P.S Sorry for any mistakes!! <3 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You’ve been working for the First Order for a couple of years now and have come to terms that you were partnerless. Everyone around you already had Soul Mates minus a few like General Hux, The Supreme Leader Kylo Ren, and a few of the Storm Troopers. You were the only one that Kylo trusted to work on his TIE Fighter and that is how you came to find out that he had no soul mate. You knew you had romantic feelings toward the dark-haired ruler but could not act upon them for the fear of many reasons. One being you were still on the look out for your better half and another being he was intimidating.  Kylo Ren was always known for his harshness. His deep voice booming as he gave orders and his mask only making them more terrifying as he gave them, his temper was quickly set off if things did not go his way. He was known to destroy equipment or take his anger out on Troopers, Officers, and General Hux. But your thoughts of the dark hearted Prince changed when you caught him training, covered in sweat and breathing heavily as he fought with some trainees. He was in a black undershirt and his normal black trousers with his boots. There it was. The same shaped mark that you bare on your right forearm just below the bend of your arm. You hurried out of the training room and felt as if your world came crashing down around you. You were hyperventilating as your heart hammered against your chest so hard you thought it might explode out of your ribcage. It wasn’t until about a few days later when you were working hard on repairs for Kylo’s TIE fighter that you hadn’t noticed him walking up to check on your progress and to see why you ran out so quickly until his dark eyes flicked to your jumpsuit sleeves rolled up revealing a mark that was slightly covered by the ebony fabric of your uniform. No... could it be? He thought to himself. When you notice him standing a few inches from you, you jumped and smacked your head hard against the hull of his fighter jet.  “Su-Supreme Leader!” You managed to squeak out as you quickly pulled your sleeves down and wiped the sweat off your brow. “A-All most done, si-.”  “That’s enough. My chambers. Now.” Kylo stated before turning and walking faster than intended to his quarters. There it was. The suffocating feeling. You couldn’t breath. Your throat felt like it was closing and filled with glass as you forced your shaky legs to walk toward his room. You couldn’t stop the tears from pouring from your eyes as you covered your mouth to muffle the sobs that escaped you. Your whole body was shaky so badly you weren’t entirely sure how you managed to arrive without passing out from anxiety.  As soon as the door opened with a woosh and Kylo’s eyes were on you again he stood, his ebony brows knitting together in confusion at your emotional state, His heart twisting at the thought of what could possibly be making you cry like this. When the doors closed behind you he rushed over to you making you flinch. You say Kylo’s jaw clench making you feel guilty at the fact that you were cowaring in fear in his presence. He tutted his tongue as he brought his large hands up to cup your face, his thumbs brushing your tears away as he tilted your head up until your eyes met his.  “Please don’t be scared of me. I know I can be tough to be around and I am not exactly the one you wish to see but I must ask.. Could I see your mark?”  “Please don’t be mad?” Kylo smiled softly at your words as his hands moved to the zipper of your jumpsuit and unzipped it to your waist belt and pushed the top half down and took your arm in his hand. His thumb running over the matching mark. A big smile spreading on his face as tears swelled up along the waterline of his eyes. “Why would I be when I finally found you? My soul mate... I-I thought I was going to be alone forever. I could never be mad at you. I was just curious about your mark is all.” Kylo let out a sob filled chuckle as he pulled you close, resting his chin on the top of your head as he hugged you tightly.  Your heart swelled and you felt like you were floating on air. Kylo Ren was showing you a different side to him and you were lucky enough to be the one that was connected to his heart from the very beginning. Everything was falling into place and you never wanted to let him go. You finally had him. Your other half. Your soulmate. Your Kylo Ren.

[maybe-your-left]

FRAT BOY KYLO??? ARE YOU KIDDING ME??? IM EATING THIS UP

HE CAN BE BABY AND ALSO DADDY AT THE SAME TIME!!!

i ❤️ frat boys

their so young, dumb and full of cum 🥹

don’t worry! i have more in the works!

[kylosbreedingkink]

We need some interesting kylo aus

Anyone feel like sharing any?

I just got loads of vaccinations so am not in the thinking mind otherwise I'd try share some

The sequel trilogy has been over for a few years now this is the time for fun out there AUs, where can I find some on tumblr

[justagirlwholikesadam]

S & K : The Queen's Guards

Sandor Clegane x Fem!Reader x Kylo Ren

Summary: After being named heir to the throne, your father brings you two men to be your guards.

Warning: NSFW, cursing, kissing, we are fucking them ladies, throuple because why not!

A/N: TBH this fanfic was never going to see the light of day because i was so nervous how people would react but I haven't seen a Sandor x Kylo fanfic so fuck it. Here ya'll go, enjoy! -L || Border Credit: @cafekitsune

Word Count: 9.9K

You were grateful that you have been bestowed with two guards to protect you. They were given the order to follow your every move and stay by your side since your father named you heir to the throne. Most were happy that you were heir while others condemned it to be the most horrific thing known. A woman sitting on the throne was a joke for them.

Blessed to have a father like yours, he quieted the people that had doubts and reminded them that his word is law.

At first you dreaded the idea of two unknown men in your company but your father insisted since they were the best. While being introduced to them you will never forget how they stared down at you with their dark eyes. You couldn't help but blush under their gaze. You learned that they were both second born sons and that they didn't have much but they were highly skilled. They were new to the kingdom and looking to offer their service. They had gotten through your father’s difficult test and proven their loyalty to him. They were both granted to protect and serve you.

The first guard was named Sandor Clegane. He was the tallest and the oldest. Your father had mentioned to you about his appearance before arriving. Sandor's right side of his face was burned. You were a bit relieved when you saw him for yourself because your father made it seem like Sandor was a grotesque monster but he wasn't. The unburnt side of Sandor’s face was handsome. He had a thick brow and brown eyes. His hair was long down to his neck, he had parted his hair to the side to mask the burn side of his face. He had facial hair, his beard and mustache were thick and dark.

The second guard was named Kylo Ren. Kylo was tall but fell a few feet shorter than Sandor. Kylo gave you a smile when he first saw you. His plushy lips twisted upward at you. He had long dark locks that went down to his shoulders. His beard and mustache was neatly trimmed then Sandor’s. Beauty marks were splattered on his face and he was leaner than the older guard.

Small talks between your father and you occur as they continue to stare at you.

“I do this for your safety, my dear. One day all of this will be yours and there are people out there that will try to take it away from you.” Your father walked in front of you and placed his hands on your shoulders.

“I accept them.” You told him.

Your father stood behind you as Sandor and Kylo kneel in front of you and swore their allegiance, their protection to the heir to the throne. Something melted in your chest at the sight of these men kneeling in front of you. Many had knelt in front of you but these two had sparked something in you.

The first week was the hardest, since they were going to follow you everywhere to get to know your routines. You decided to get to know them more. You found out Kylo was more social than Sandor.

Sandor kept to himself, mostly drinking a cup of wine while Kylo talked about himself. You found out Kylo had a twin brother named Ben. Kylo was the second twin born. You gave your condolences to Kylo when he mentioned that Ben died at war.

Kylo was flirtatious with everyone and he was charming when he wanted. You noticed wandering eyes from the servants looking up and down at him while serving the meals and drinks. Some servants who weren’t afraid of Sandor tried to talk to him but he ignored them or just told them to ‘fuck off.’

It was a month later when you found out more about Sandor's life. Kylo had left to do a task for your father so it was just both of you. You were sitting down on the loveseat in the library while Sandor stood by the entrance. After a few minutes of begging the tall man to sit down with you, he obeyed. Finally able to wear out his cold exterior, Sandor told you about his life and how he got hurt. His older brother had pushed his face against the burning coal of the fire when he was a child. His older brother was still alive and causing havoc far away from here.

Sandor had come to this place for a fresh start in life. Sandor’s body tensed when he felt you grab his hand. He wanted to curse at you for touching him but he couldn't, not when you were looking up at him like that. You looked at him like he was a normal man, you looked at him as you looked at Kylo.

“Thank you for telling me.” You told him as you pulled his hand on to your lap. His breathing came to a halt when you began to play with his fingers. Your thumb glides across his hard knuckles. You couldn’t help but smile when you compare your hands along with his. They were huge, they completely covered yours.

“My father said a good man should have rough hands. It means he’s a hard worker. I know for a fact you are a good and hardworking man.” Sandor was shocked by your compliment. He rarely got compliments back home. This was new for him, he didn’t know how to react. He just kept looking at you as you caressed his hand on your lap.

He finally had the courage to say something when the door of the library opened. He quickly ripped his hand away from your grasp as he stood up from the loveseat. He was about to draw his weapon but stopped when he saw it was Kylo. He ignored your stares as he walked away back to the doors. He couldn’t believe that he had gotten so distracted by you. A simple touch from you and he let his guard down.

Sandor and Kylo took turns when it came guarding you at night. You had told them that it’s outrageous to have someone standing guard at your door during the night but they simply told you that it’s their duty to protect you know matter what time of the day.

It had taken Sandor a week for you to finally convince him to come inside your room and take a seat on a chair so he could rest his legs. He had mentioned to you that he had injured his leg back home. It took a month for Kylo to finally come inside your room during the night and sit on the same chair as Sandor.

Kylo kept quiet while sitting near the fireplace. Kylo had to admit you were the nicest person he’s ever guarded. You always had a pitcher of water and a couple of books in the Latin language for him. He had mentioned to you once that he adores reading in Latin and the very next day you have gotten books for him. One night you couldn’t sleep, you tossed and turned in your bed. It was Kylo’s turn guarding you that night. He had seen that you were unable to sleep and had suggested reading to you in Latin. You knew nothing of the language, but hearing his soft, deep voice relaxed you. After a few minutes of him reading out loud to you, you were fast asleep

What you didn’t know was that as soon as you were asleep. Kylo and Sandor couldn’t help but look at you. They stood by the end of the bed. They envy the sheets and blankets that touched your body. Whenever it was Sandor’s turn he was too frightened to even touch you so he stared. He felt so unworthy to even touch you. He wanted to touch the hand that touched him. You had no problem grabbing onto him whenever he guarded you during the day. You don’t even ask permission to hold his hand or his arm. He felt like he needed permission from the Gods themselves to even touch you.

Kylo looks over at you when he hears soft snoring. He carefully gets up trying not to make a sound as he walks to your bed. He knew it was wrong to touch you while you were sleeping but he couldn’t help it. He enjoys the touch of your hair. It was soft to him, with shaky hands he touches your fingers as well. His lips tremble to kiss them. Kylo admits he’s a sinner, he’s always been one. He was always in the company of women to feel something. To feel whole but it never worked but being in your company was something else. Something pure and something out of love.

As the days became months and the months had become years it was two years since Kylo and Sandor became your guards. They knew their job was going to get harder when your father became ill. He was unfit to be king anymore and because of it, people in the realm started to second guess your father’s decision of choosing you as the heir to the throne.

It had happened so quickly when your father was bedridden when a lord from a house had spoken out.

“Let me remind you of this, Lord Peter of House Mancen.” Sandor watched as you stood up from your seat. He wanted to cut this man's head off for barging in and disrupting the council's meeting.

“Two years ago, the King of this realm had appointed me as the heir of the throne.” Kylo watched as you walked towards the man while you spoke.

“It is my duty, my birthright and my throne. Let this be known and tell anyone who has doubts. I will be queen, I will rule and I will defend my throne from anyone who is stupid enough to try and take it away from me.”

Lord Peter of House Mancen frowned as you walked back to your seat. Sandor and Kylo were quick to move when they saw the man reach for something.

“Stop.” You shouted. Kylo and Sandor froze as well as the Lord.

“This is your last and only warning, Lord Peter of House Mancen. Speak out of turn or betray me, I will end you. I will end your house and I will end your family. I will make your house disappear, I promise you that.”

“Shut the door on your way out.” You said when the Lord didn’t speak. He bowed at you and walked out, shutting the door behind him. The council continued and ended successfully. You didn’t notice how Sandor and Kylo looked proud at you from behind.

The proud look on their faces turned into pity when your father had passed in his sleep two days later. Sandor and Kylo had put their differences aside even though they worked together for two years now, they still had a few issues among themselves. They did it when you became depressed the first few days after your father’s death. Only your ladies-in-waiting entered in and out of your chambers. Sandor and Kylo couldn’t help but feel a bit sad at the fact you didn’t want to see them. They heard your cries and the voices of your ladies-in-waiting consoling you behind your chambers door.

A week after they were allowed to enter your chambers. It was the day of your coronation, they stood in awe as you stood in front of your mirror. You looked over your shoulder at them. You turned to face them and greeted them with a small smile.

“Forgive me, Sandor and Kylo. I haven’t been myself these few days. I was embarrassed of both of you seeing me in such a state.”

Kylo shook his head. “No need to be embarrassed. I..” Kylo stuttered for a moment and quieted down.

“Speak.” You said softly looking at him. Sandor eyed the brunette and knew what he was going to say. They had talked before entering your chambers.

“I know we are your guards but I would like for you to think of us as..” Kylo’s cheek grew red as he couldn’t finish his sentence. He couldn’t help himself. You looked so beautiful in front of them.

“Friends.” Sandor spoke, finishing Kylo’s sentence. Sandor felt the same way. “You can think of us as close friends, perhaps. If you like.”

They watched as your smile grew and walked closer to them. Without a word you grabbed one of their hands and gently gave them a squeeze.

“Yes, I would like that very much.” Looking up at them, you give them a smile. Before any of them can respond, you bring Kylo’s hand up to your lips, pressing a kiss on his knuckles. You did the same with Sandor’s hand.

Kylo and Sandor knew nothing more could happen between you and them. You were to be queen and they were just simply guards. No relationship can come from it but your kiss, a simple gesture made their hearts blossom for you. They were utterly in love with you.

The coronation was beautiful. They stood on either side at the bottom steps of the throne as they watched you walk down the aisle. You wore a white and red dress with a long cape trailing behind you. You walked with poise and your head held high as everyone stood by the sidelines. You were nervous, you were frightened that something would happen. You looked ahead at the two pairs of brown eyes and you felt confident. Kylo had told you that they made sure no one had a weapon with them. Sandor had his own men guarding each entrance of the grand hall.

You felt safe as you sat down on your throne and the crown was placed on your head. The people cheered with glee as you were announced the Queen. Kylo and Sandor walked up the steps and bow, taking their place behind you.

The sight of you sitting down with two large, virile men standing on either side of you looked like a painting. Their eyes were dark and narrowed as they stared at the crowd. Their silver armor they wore was polished, the red cape hung from their broad shoulders was a bright red, the color of the Queen’s guards.

A year has passed and many have come to terms that you were queen. Few had their doubts and it made you angry. You were honorable and merciful. You kept Kylo and Sandor as your personal guards. Since you became queen, they were the only people you trusted with your life. They were your only friends and your only true companion.

Kylo remained coquet. You often listen to your ladies-in-waiting gossiping about seeing Kylo with another lady. Part of you didn’t mind it, he was a guard, a friend nothing more but he would compliment you and make you feel like you were the only woman in the world. He made you blush and feel warm inside.

The feeling was the same with Sandor. You feel his gaze when he guards you. Unlike Kylo, Sandor was quieter and kept to himself. He talked only when spoken to. He tended to keep to himself but whenever bothered he had a vile tongue. Just when you thought you were making progress by breaking down Sandor’s wall to finally make him feel comfortable with you it would blow up in your face. A simple touch, he would draw back. If you got close to him, you saw how his lips were pressed together into a frown. Sandor had his good and bad days and Kylo knew that. He would bother Sandor when he noticed the older guard in a mood just for kicks.

They didn't get along, they were like cats and dogs and while Sandor kept to himself Kylo was more open with everyone. Sandor rolls his eyes every time Kylo would flirt whenever they passed by a woman. Somedays he would yell at Kylo to shut the fuck up. Kylo was too cocky and always had a smirk which Sandor hated.

“Are you done looking at her?” Kylo looked over his shoulder as Sandor stood guard by the door. He rolled his eyes at Sandor and went back to the same position as Sandor. His back to the door.

“Just making sure she’s alright.” Sandor scoffs at Kylo’s words.

“Trying to get a peek more like it, you ass.” Kylo clenched his jaw.

“Like you haven't tried it.” Kylo answered back, making Sandor turn to him with a frown.

“Don't try to deny it. I see how you look at her. You probably think about her whenever you're alone.”

“Fuck you.” Sandor snarled at him as he looked away from Kylo. Embarrassment washed over Sandor, he always made sure Kylo never saw him staring at you.

Kylo let out a chuckle. “It’s like you think you might have a chance with her. We are nobody compared to her.”

“Even if we were somebody, I doubt she will pick yo-” Sandor quickly pushed Kylo against the wall with his arm against Kylo’s throat. Kylo let out a gasp as Sandor pushed his arm harder against his neck. Kylo looked up at the man and Sandor gave him a scowl.

“Do you want to end up like your brother?” Sandor hissed, making Kylo glare at him at the mention of his deceased brother.

“Fuck you.” Kylo said with a hoarse voice. His face was about to turn red but Sandor let him go. Kylo coughed as he held his neck with his hands while looking at Sandor walking back to his post.

“If she had to pick it would be me-”

You were about to thank the seamstress as she took notes of your measures when you heard shouting. You quickly walked out of the room and looked down the hall to see your guards fighting each other. Their swords banged each other as they shouted. You looked between them as Kylo yells at him. Sandor was stronger though and got Kylo to fall on his back but Kylo was quicker and blocked Sandor’s steel that was aiming for his head.

“Enough.” You shouted as you walked towards them. They stopped at the sound of your voice. Their eyes widen at the angry sight of you and knelt down on one knee. You watched as both men looked down at the ground waiting for you.

“What happened?” You questioned them. They both were out of breath as they looked up. They didn't know what to say. Both were ashamed that you had to witness them. They were fighting like children over you.

“Such boys.” You said as you shook your head at them. They quickly rose up when you started to walk away from them.

“No.” You shouted when you looked over your shoulder to see them following you. You pointed a finger at them, “I discharged both of you tonight. I don't need boys to guard me. When you're done acting like one, come to my chambers.”

They watched as you turned around and walked away. Kylo let out a sigh and put his sword back to his scabbard, Sandor let out a tsk and looked away.

Kylo didn't want to end badly with Sandor. Kylo wanted to continue guarding you and servicing you. He wasn't going to let Sandor get in the way of that. Kylo wasn't stupid, he knew the older man had a crush on you. He knew it because he himself had one on you as well.

“I’m sorry.” Kylo said. Sandor remained silent as he looked at Kylo. He didn’t trust Kylo, he was waiting for Kylo to attack again since you were gone but he didn’t.

“Let me buy you a pint as an apology.” Sandor let out a sigh and nodded. He followed Kylo as they walked down the hall. He wasn’t going to say no to free ale.

The tavern outside the castle was filled that night. The serving girl quickly got Kylo and Sandor a table and a pitcher of a dark ale when she saw the sigil of royalty on their armor. Sandor sat across from Kylo as they shared a pitcher of ale.

“Sorry about bringing up your brother.” Sandor said after the first cup of ale. Kylo looked up from his own cup. He was surprised that Sandor spoke to him. He thought the night was going to be quiet.

“It’s fine.” Kylo said. Sandor watched as Kylo looked back down at his cup.

“You miss him?” Kylo nods at Sandor. “He was my best friend. We were twins. The day he died, a piece of me died with him.”

“Do you miss your brother?” Kylo asked. Sandor didn’t answer, he only shook his head no.

“How do you know about him?” Sandor asked as he looked around the tavern.

“I was there that day in the library.” Kylo said shyly, he looked at Sandor who was now glaring at him.

“Motherfuc-.”

“I’m sorry. I was walking in to relieve you when I heard you speaking to her.” Kylo said before Sandor could finish.

“If you tell anyone about this.” Kylo shook his head.

“I won’t but can I just say I do hope your brother dies. I can’t imagine ever hurting my brother like that.” Sandor took a gulp of his drink before answering.

“I hope he dies too.”

“You think he’ll follow you here?” Kylo asked.

“Why you asking so much fucking questions?!” Sandor growled at Kylo. Kylo tossed his hands up showing defeat and sighed.

“Just asking questions. Trying to get to know you better.” Kylo said, making Sandor roll his eyes.

“You talk to fucking much.” Sandor commented.

“Well if we are going to guard the Queen. We might as well try to get along. She was pretty upset when she saw fighting.”

Sandor was about to agree when he saw a young girl walking behind Kylo with a smile. She wore a dress too small that showed her curves and her cleavage was about to spill over the bodice she wore on top of the dress.

“Well, hello there.” The woman said as she placed a hand on Kylo’s shoulder.

“You look pretty lonely here. Want some company?” Sandor looked away as he poured more ale into his cup.

He was shocked when Kylo rejected the woman’s offer and told her he’s busy. Sandor looked at the young woman who had a surprised face, she couldn’t believe that he rejected her.

“She could have made you happy.” Sandor told him as they both looked over at the girl who was making her way towards another table.

“I don’t want her.” Kylo said, grabbing the pitcher from the table.

“The queen then?” Sandor asked.

“Yeah. Just like you, Clegane.” Sandor shook his head about to disagree.

“Fucking hell, I know you do because I heard the maids gossiping about you.” Sandor made a face as Kylo spoke.

“What did they say?”

Kylo grinned. “You haven’t fucked anyone since you started guarding her even before that when you came to the kingdom.”

“That has nothing to do with me wanting her.”

“Sandor! Men fuck. It’s what we do. We kill and we fuck. You want her or you just want cock, do tell me. There’s a stable boy who might be a fit for you.”

“I don’t like cock.” Sandor stated.

“You’re quite popular though. The maids at the castle want to see what you got hiding under that armor .” Sandor shook his head.

“You are popular. Even the Queen looks at you. I catch her plenty of times staring at you, especially when you’re fighting in tournaments. You with that helmet shaped like a wolf.”

“It’s a hound.” Sandor corrected him and continued on. “She watches you as well. When you’re riding or reading that damn book in Latin.”

“Guess she looks at both of us.” Kylo said.

It was about midnight when Kylo and Sandor decided to go back to the castle. Sandor had to admit Kylo was interesting. He wasn’t like anyone he met in King’s Landing. Kylo spoke more about his brother after the fourth pitcher of ale. He told Sandor how his twin brother fell in love with a lady from a house. A girl named Rey and Ben had gone to war for her. Kylo went with Ben since he always follows his brother no matter what. Ben died protecting Kylo during the war. At the end it was for nothing, Rey didn’t mourn for his brother. Not even a single tear was shed for his brother. Kylo told Sandor she got married with some lord the following days. Kylo has been alone since then doing all sorts of jobs to get him by. The ale got to Sandor too, the older man told Kylo about his fights in King’s Landing and how he used to guard a little bitch prince who was the product of incest. He wouldn’t forget the sight of Kylo’s face when he told him that the Queen was fucking her twin brother. They both talked among themselves as they made it to the castle.

“We should apologize.” Kylo said standing outside of your chambers.

“Aye.” Sandor answered before knocking on the door.

They heard you grant permission to enter. Sandor was the first to enter, he felt Kylo walk beside him. Both stood still as they saw you sitting in front of your vanity. You wore your night clothes, a dark red robe over your pink nightgown. You kept staring at yourself at the mirror as you brushed your hair.

“My queen.” Kylo said after clearing his throat. “If this is a bad time, we will come back tomorrow.”

“No.” You said putting the hairbrush down and looking at them through the mirror. You turned around and rose up from your chair.

“You're done being childish?” You asked them.

“Aye, we're sorry, your grace.” Sandor told you as you walked towards them. You crossed your arms over your chest.

“Why were you fighting?” You asked them as you looked between them.

When they didn’t respond quick enough you spoke again. “Are you both not happy with me?” Their eyes widened at your words. Guilt filled their hearts at the thought of you thinking they weren’t content with you.

“Haven't I been kind? Not generous enough?” You asked knowing damn well that can’t be the reason. They get paid well for guarding you.

“I let you fuck with whoever you want and not say a word.” You told Kylo who’s face paled.

“Do you know the embarrassment I go through when someone tells me that my guard has been seen half naked coming out of the servants quarters?”

You looked at Sandor. “I kept my promise to you about not speaking about your past. I had lied to my father for you before he passed away. The council will have my head if they found out the reason why you left Westeros. My throne would be in jeopardy for keeping a secret like that.”

Sandor dropped his head. You looked at them both with a pained expression. “The servants have heard and seen your little fight. It spread like wildfire through the castle. They think I'm incapable of handling both of you.”

You walked away from them as you shook your head. “They look for ways to find anything wrong with me so they can take my throne.

“Tell me at once. Why were you both fighting?” You shouted. “If you don't then leave and never come back.”

“We want you.” Sandor's mouth dropped at Kylo’s confession. He looked to the right to see Kylo staring at you.

“What?” You questioned looking at both of them.

“He’s right.” Sandor added, perhaps it was the ale running though his system but he knew they had to tell you the truth. It was the only way for them to continue to stay with you.

“You have me already. I don't understand.” Kylo shook his head at you.

“Not that way, your grace. We want you, all of you. We want to be with you.” Kylo told you.

“More than guards.” Sandor said, walking towards you. Sandor has never felt this way before towards a woman. You gave him sympathy, you treated him as a human something he's never experienced before. In some way it frightens him but if you were to reject him then he would leave, if you command it.

“I want you.” Sandor’s words came out in a whisper when he looked at you.

“Both of you do?”

“Yes.” Kylo answered you, he followed Sandor’s steps towards you.

“It was because of me you were fighting, then.” you walked closer to them. You smell the ale on them, they were awestruck when you grabbed their hands with your own. With Kylo, you grabbed his hand with your left hand and you grabbed Sandor with your right hand.

“Both of you smell like you have drunk the entire tavern. How do I know your words are true?” You asked them.

“The ale is helping with our confidence.��� Kylo admits giving your hand a squeeze.

You took a deep breath as you looked at them. “Why do you think I have not accepted any proposal?” You asked them.

Sandor and Kylo looked at each other for a second before looking back at you. This was very true, the years they have been with you. You’ve rejected all the many proposals you received.

“I had hoped that one of you would step forward and claim me as theirs but now I have two.” You dropped their hands softly before backing away. Each of them looked disappointed. They can see you were deep in thought. You looked around your chambers then at them.

“If this happens. No fighting between both of you.” Sandor lets out a sigh of relief when you speak.

“This must be between us.” Sandor nodded.

“And I don’t share.” You said looking at Kylo. “Both of you would be mine and mine alone.”

You stared at Kylo wondering if he knew what you meant. You don’t think you have the stomach to see Kylo with another woman but what you are asking of him felt a bit selfish. You’re asking him to just be with you and only you.

A smile appears on Kylo’s handsome face. “I’m yours. Only yours.” He tells you.

Your smile matches his and you held yourself back because at that moment all you wanted to do was kiss him. You look over at Sandor. His face is stone cold, he has no expression on his face. You couldn’t read him.

“Sandor.” You whispered his name, hoping to find the answer you wanted. You wanted him to say yes, you wanted him to hold you and kiss you. You wanted those large hands on you, you wanted those lips and Kylo’s lips over your body.

“I’m yours. Only yours.” He said it with a sultry tone.

Your feet had a mind of their own, you walked towards them. You went to the closest to you, Kylo. His eyes were dripping with desire as you got close to him. Shaky hands make their way to his neck, he leans down to kiss you.

Sandor watches as Kylo cups your face as he kisses you. You pulled away, leaning your forehead against his. “I’m yours.” You whispered against his lips.

You pull away from Kylo and walk toward Sandor. You can’t help but smile at him as you step in front of him. His armor was cool under your touch as you went on your tiptoe to kiss him. Just as Kylo, Sandor leans down to kiss you. He copies Kylo’s move and cups your cheek. He doesn’t want to stop, how can he? He was just kissed by an angel. He feels your hands on his neck now, fingertips touching the ends of his hairs.

“Only yours.” You tell Sandor. You were caught by surprise when Sandor kissed you again. The kiss was soft and so desperate to taste you, you melted under his touch. You feel his hand on your waist, as he pulls away to kiss your neck. You gasped when you felt Kylo behind you kissing your shoulders.

“Before anything happens, the guard down the hall. Discharge him and come back.” You tell them, walking away from them. You dropped the robe as you looked over your shoulder at them while untying your nightgown.

“Hurry. Don't keep me waiting long.” You said before walking to your bed.

Sandor looks over at Kylo who was smirking as he stared at you.

“We lay with her?” Sandor asked as Kylo signaled him to join him to discharge the guard.

“No shit, I mean if you want to watch. That’s fine by me.” Kylo answered him while opening the door.

“I-I never laid with..” Kylo comes to a halt and stares up at him.

“You’re a virgin?!” Kylo’s eyes widened and Sandor rolled his eyes at him.

“Of course, not. I fucked back home. I just never fucked a woman with a man in the same bed.” Sandor wants to punch Kylo in the face when he starts to laugh.

“It’s not bad.” Kylo told him. “I’m not into men.” Sandor said and Kylo raised his brows at him.

“Me too but we both want her and by some miracle she wants us just as much as we want her.” Kylo said as he walked down the hall. Sandor followed him and waited for Kylo to speak with the guard.

“Look, let’s not fuck this up. You stay on one side and I’ll stay on the other side. If you happen to touch my dick then so be it, it’s not going to fall off.” Sandor's cheeks turn pink by Kylo’s word.

“I’m also hoping you won’t kill me if I accidentally touch you.” Kylo said as they watched the guard walk away.

“I just might depending where you touch.” Sandor said and Kylo shrugs shoulders.

“Do it after we do the deed.” Kylo said and they both walked back to you.

Sandor shuts the door behind him after Kylo walks in. Kylo looks over his shoulder at Sandor with a smirk, dark eyes shining with excitement. This is what they wanted, this is what they have been craving for so long and now you are here, ready to be devoured and pleased by them. Sandor unhooks Kylo’s cloak as he turns for the younger guard to do that same with his.

In sync, they took off their armor and weapons quickly and dropped it on the floor as they noticed candle lights appear further in the room. You were waiting for them.

Kylo glances over at Sandor when he is done removing his armor. He notices Sandor breathing heavily almost like he was afraid.

“Clegane.” Kylo whispers. Sandor looks down at him.

“Let’s get our girl.” Sandor nods before walking towards your bed, they notice the nightgown on the floor.

Kylo pulls the curtain showing your bed, you’re sitting in the middle of the bed with your back to the headboard. They noticed you were naked with only the sheets covering your chest. Kylo removes his black tunic shirt and he sees your eyes glue to his chest. Kylo’s chest is toned, his abs are defined and you can see scars on his body from his battles. Sandor does the same and you bite your bottom lip when you see Sandor’s chest. His chest is covered with dark coarse hairs. It went all the way down to his stomach.

Kylo notices how your eyes are drawn towards Sandor and he can’t help but feel a bit jealous of the older man.

“I have never done this before. Never with one man but now I have two. Be patient with me, I beg.” You tell them.

Kylo smiles and walks towards the bed. “You’re in luck, my queen. I happen to be a wonderful teacher.” You smile at Kylo as he sits down on the edge of bed.

“Perhaps my assistant would like to start you off.” Kylo said, looking over at Sandor.

Sandor licks his lips before walking to the bed and sits next to you. His eyes widen when you get close to him, the sheet drops from your chest.

“Fuck.” Sandor whispered as he got close to you.

You look at Kylo who smirks at your shyness. “Go on. Show our queen how a Westerosi kiss their woman.”

Sandor was glad Kylo urged him to make the move. It wasn’t the gods that gave him permission, but it will do. Sandor leans down to kiss your lips as you lean towards him. You moan when you feel his hands on your body. Kylo watched as Sandor held you in his arms as he kissed you. His hands ran up and down your back before settling on your hips. Kylo stands to remove his boots and trousers when Sandor gently pushes you down on the bed and gets between your legs.

You’re moaning as you raise your arms to wrap them around his neck. Kylo watches as Sandor pushes your legs open so he can get between them.

“You’re perfect.” Sandor says as he pulls away and looks down at your body. He cups one of your breasts and leans down to lick your nipple. You squeal when you feel his beard tickle your skin.

“Oh my- oh!” You moan when you feel Sandor suck on your nipples, throwing your head back. Your eyes shoot open when you feel him start to kiss your rib cage, all the way down to your stomach.

To your surprise you see Kylo ahead of you. He’s staring at Sandor and you. You bring a hand to your mouth when you see him jerking himself off. Kylo licked his lips at you when he noticed you’re staring at him pumping himself. You look down when you feel Sandor touch your cunt.

The bed dips down and you feel Kylo over you, his face comes from above. His dark curls frame his face, his eyes glistening with lust.

“He’s going to eat your cunt. He’s getting it ready for us.” Kylo says peeking at Sandor who was looking at him between your legs.

Kylo kisses your lips while Sandor kisses the lips between your legs, Kylo drinks your moans as Sandor slips his tongue into you. Kylo nips your chin as he cups your breast pinching your nipple, looking at you for your reaction.

“Lick them, please.” He obeys without a single thought.

Sandor looks up at you to see Kylo next to you, kissing you while he eats your cunt. He grows hard as he watches Kylo lick your nipples, his pink tongue swirling around the hard nipple.

“Wait-t-t. Please.” You cry out to Sandor who's feasting your cunt.

“You're going to cum, my queen. It’s okay.” Kylo whispered against your forehead before kissing it. He watches you as you arch your back, he continues to play with your nipples. He grins to himself when he hears your moaning as you tremble while coming undone.

Kylo catches his stare and raises a brow. “How does she taste, Clegane?”

“Heavenly.” Sandor said hoarsely as he licked his lips, making Kylo laugh. He looks down at you to move your hair out of your face.

“Did you hear?” He asked you. You nod while blushing. “You feel good?” You nod once more.

“I'll be back soon, I must have a taste for myself.” Kylo said, leaning down to kiss you on the lips. Kylo quickly gets off the bed and kneels next to Sandor.

“Both of you?” You asked as you spread your legs wider. “Is that what you want?” Kylo asked.

Sandor saw how your eyes widened and a blush appeared across your cheeks. You give them a nod.

Kylo winks at Sandor and kisses your inner thigh, Sandor notices your reaction and he copies it, kissing the right side of your inner thigh.

“Fuckk.” Kylo moans when he makes it to your cunt, kisses it softly, kissing your slick cunt, Sandor has done a number on you. He licks up and down your slit a few times as he touches himself. He looks at Sandor who's staring at him.

Sandor tense up when Kylo grabs one of his hands. “Give me your hand.” Sandor leans closer to him as Kylo uses the older guard fingers. He hushes you when you whimper when he softly slips Sandor’s finger into you.

“Yes, move it.” Kylo tells Sandor as he makes room for him to keep fingering you. Kylo licks your clit, kisses it, sucks on it as Sandor pumps his finger into you.

“Shit.” Kylo moans when he has a taste of your cunt. Sandor was right.

Kylo pulls Sandor’s finger and tells him to stick it in your mouth. “Give her a taste of her heavenly cunt.”

You open your mouth wide when Sandor laid next to you. He watched in surprise how you acted. You sucked his fingers, moaning at the taste of your slick on his thick digits.

“Sandor.” You whispered with a mouth filled with his fingers.

He pulls away to kiss you sweetly and gentle. He wants your first time to be good. He bumps his nose with yours and looks at Kylo.

“Look at him.” Sandor whispers in your ear as you whine in pleasure when Kylo puts your legs on his shoulders.

“It’s happening again.” You cry out as you grind yourself on Kylo’s face, his nose is pressing against your clit.

“That’s it.” Sandor tells you. “Cum all over his face.”

Sandor saw you looking between him and Kylo, when you reached your hand for Sandor’s face. He pressed his lips against yours as you came.

Sandor kissed your cheek, pressing chaste kisses on your face as you breathed heavily. You had thrown your head back trying to catch your breath. Sandor watches your body tremble, he just thinks to himself what a beautiful body you have. All these years you have been hiding this body under your gowns, your skin is glowing, covered in saliva and love bites that are already bruising on your body.

Kylo chuckles as he gently pushes your leg off his shoulder, and crawls on top of you. Sandor looks at him as he smiles wide down at you. His face is glistening as he licks his lips.

“Does it always feel good?” You asked as Kylo laid next to you. You look between them.

“Only when we are doing it.” Sandor answers you as he brings his hand up to touch your body. Kylo smirks at him and nods when you turn to look at them.

“He’s absolutely right. Just us. Only us. Sandor and me.” Kylo touches your inner thighs as Sandor touches your hips.

“Aren’t I fortunate, then.” You said after a few seconds. Their hands never left yours, their dark eyes remained on you.

“I would like to return the favor.” They saw you blushing as you glanced between them, glancing between their legs. Kylo looked over at Sandor, the older guard’s face was pink by your words.

Kylo wanted to roll his eyes at him but he remembered. This is Sandor's first time sharing a woman in bed. Kylo can see Sandor was the type to be territorial. Kylo had shared women with men like that. Kylo has decided he will make this enjoyable for them and for you. He wanted Sandor and you to have a good experience, if both of you did. This wasn't going to be a one time thing.

“My queen, what do you know about sucking cock?” Kylo asked.

“I heard of it from the servants.” You admitted shyly making him grin at you as he squeezed your inner thigh gently.

“Do you hear this, Sandor?” Kylo said with wide eyes as he gave a smile at the older guard.

Sandor nods looking down at you, his rough hands still rubbing your body. “Maybe next time.”

Kylo was happy Sandor was taking a stand, he was wondering if Sandor would just follow whatever he said. “I want to make you feel good as well.”

Kylo watched as Sandor gently cupped your face. “You shall. Tonight it’s about you. Alright?”

Kylo nods at him then at you. “We will have more time for that. Let your strong and trustworthy guards learn their way of their queen’s body tonight.” He tells you as his hand roamed down, over your mound. His fingertips found your clit, he hums when he feels you clenching around him when he slips a finger in.

“Such a greedy cunt.” Kylo tells Sandor as he pulls his finger out and grabs a hold of Sandor’s wrist. Kylo wants him to be comfortable around his touch. Sandor tensed when he felt Kylo’s grab a hold of his wrist. Fingers were wet with your slick, he let Kylo take his arm between your legs. He glanced under you and you were staring down at their joint hands. You were joying this just as much as they were.

“So wet.” Kylo mumbled when he bought Sandor’s hand about your clit as he slipped his fingers inside again.

“Help me.” Kylo said to Sandor as he rubbed your clit again. You began to moan when Kylo thrusted his fingers into you as Sandor worked on your clit.

They had you trembling after your third orgasm. They sucked their own fingers after you came. You felt like mush, you didn't hear them talking to one another. Glancing at them, they were close, Kylo spoke to Sandor in his ear. You moved your hands to grab their attention.

“I like you both like this. Not fighting one another.” You told them and they looked at each other.

“No more fighting.” Kylo said as he lay down next to you on his side while Sandor sat, facing ahead.

Kylo kissed you before you could speak. “Are you up for having sex?” Kylo asked you. He kissed your cheek waiting for your response as Sandor remained still.

“I want it. Both of you.” Kylo calls Sandor’s name as he kisses your neck. “Good.”

“Sandor and I decided. Sandor should go first.” Kylo notices how nervous Sandor and you were.

“Sandor can't help himself.” Kylo whispers. “Such a pretty queen with a greedy cunt. Such a greedy cunt wanting to be filled.”

You blushed by Kylo’s words. “Call for him.” Kylo added, looking over at Sandor who still sat.

“Sandor.” You said his name as Kylo kissed your neck. “Please.” Kylo encouraged you to say more.

“Sandor, please fuck me. I want you. I wanted you for years.” Sandor looks over his shoulder at you. He glances at Kylo who kept nodding at him, telling him to go on.

Kylo parts your legs wider and looks up at Sandor. “It’s rude to have your queen waiting, Clegane.”

“Please.” You begged and Sandor was quick to act, removing his trousers along with his boots. The bed dipped under you when Sandor leaned over you. Kylo pushes your leg up to drape it over Sandor’s thick legs. Your eyes remained at Sandor’s cock. His cock intimidated you, it’s thick and veiny. You feel it against you, it's warm and heavy.

“All of that goes in?” You asked looking up at Sandor who kept rubbing your outer thighs. Kylo laughs making you blush as Sandor rubs your abused clit.

“Indeed.” Kylo answers and you notice his hands, he was touching himself. His cock was much longer and a bit thinner than Sandor. You can see his heavy set balls while Sandor’s dark pubic hid his.

“Can I touch it?” Sandor nods at you and brings your hand onto his cock. Your legs tighten around him as you touch it. You barely could wrap around it. Sandor moans and you quickly let go.

“Did I hurt you?” Kylo giggles and you look over at him.

“Not hurting, pleasuring.” Kylo said, moving your hand back to Sandor’s cock.

Kylo mumbled against your ears, telling you to jerk Sandor’s cock faster. You grew happy when Kylo praised you, he kept telling you that you're doing such a good job touching Sandor.

“Fuck.” Sandor was quick to remove your hand and he leaned down to kiss you.

Kylo stares at how Sandor kisses you, the way you let out a small moan when he grabs your face. Kylo touches his cocks, pumping himself when Sandor pulls away with a grunt as he latches on one of your nipples. Kylo hears you giving permission to Sandor to enter you. Kylo grins himself when Sandor looks over at him and sees him touching himself. Kylo winks at him and Sandor looks down at you.

Kylo doesn’t think he has ever been this hard before, the tip of his cock is leaking and balls are heavy when he sees Sandor thrusting into you. Sandor hides against your neck as he pumps into you. The sight of your face and the sounds you were making him. The sounds of Sandor grunting made him blush.

Kylo notices you looking over at him and he can't help but kiss your lips.

“How does she feel?” Sandor moans when he brings his face away from your neck. He doesn't stop thrusting when he looks at Kylo. Sandor grabs the sheets under you, twisting in a tight fist.

“So, good.” You clench around at his words, your hands touch his chest, running your fingers through his chest hair as he rams into you.

“Oh my, your grace.” Kylo says as Sandor pushes your legs towards your chest. Both men are looking at your cunt being spread open by Sandor’s cock.

Kylo can see Sandor’s cock going in and out of you. You’re crying out in pleasure, Kylo is holding your legs open while Sandor’s keeps fucking you.

“It’s happening again.” You whine looking at them. Kylo’s hand slides its way to your clit, Sandor doesn’t stop, he loves it too much. The way your tight cunt wraps around him, so hot and warm. He groans when he feels you clench around him harder when Kylo begins to rub your throbbing clit.

“Cum on his cock. Cum on Sandor’s cock.” Kylo whispers to you making you cry out when he gently slaps your clit.

Sandor curses loudly when he feels you cumming on his dick. He’s about to blow and slides himself off to jerk himself.

“I want it.” You cry out. Kylo watches Sandor moan loudly when he cums. He shoots his load on your belly.

“Fuck.” Sandor said hoarsely. He watches your fingers scoop his cum from your stomach and bring it up to your lips. He saw Kylo whispering to you, this had to be his idea of you tasting his cum.

Sandor thinks Kylo’s some sex fairy for a second but he was glad that you didn’t mind sharing your bed with two men.

“Sandor.” You call his name with a heave. Sandor notices you open your arms for him and he leans down. He flinches when you cup his burnt cheek, your eyes wide with admiration.

“Thank you.” You told him before kissing him on the lips. He welcomes your lips, kissing you as well.

Kylo gulped when he saw you kissing Sandor, his cock is so painfully hard, it’s throbbing and his balls are aching. He spits in his hand before continuing to jerk himself. He notices Sandor pulling away to kiss your neck. Dark eyes look at Kylo, Sandor licks his lips before looking down at you.

“It’s time for him.” Sandor brushes the strands of hairs off your face.

“He’s going to love this cunt just as much as I did.” You smile up at Sandor and look over at Kylo. Sandor rolls off of you and lays down on the other side. He looks up at the ceiling trying to catch his breath.

He hears your giggling when Kylo crawls over to you. The bed dips and Sandor hears Kylo’s praises. Sandor never watched someone having sex before, he never shared any one. Never been in a relationship before, it’s all new for him but he doesn’t want to give it up. He was nervous when Kylo told him to take you first. He was waiting for Kylo to take advantage of his inexperience but he didn’t. Kylo had told him to take you, make love to you and make you feel good.

“You’re so beautiful.” Kylo moans and Sandor hears him thrusting into you. His cheeks blushes when he hears you. The sound of Kylo’s balls slapping against your ass sounded like music to him.

He looks over and his cock twitches at the lubricious sight in front of him. Kylo caged your head with his arms as he kissed you while thrusting into you. Legs wrapped around his waist. Kylo grunts into you as you drag your nails down his back.

“I’m going to move you.” You nod at him and Sandor bites his lips when Kylo turns you around carefully. Kylo held you for a second as he kissed you, kissing your cheeks and forehead as he pushed you down.

“Just like that.” He moans at the sight of you, down on your hands and knees with your ass in the air.

You look at Sandor and smile at him.

“Is this ok?” You ask them. Kylo says yes and you wait for Sandor’s response.

“Yes, just like that.” Sandor says as he grabs your hand and brings it up to his lips, kissing your knuckles at the same time Kylo slides into you. You hold Sandor’s hand as Kylo begins to thrust.

The bed creaks and you cry out for god.

“There’s no god in here, my queen.” Sandor says, making Kylo laugh.

“Just us.” Kylo adds. Sandor chuckles at him as you begin to push yourself back on his cock making Kylo moan.

“You’re right.” Kylo moans and looks at Sandor.

“So..good. So fucking good.” Kylo grunts as he slams himself all the way to the hilt. His hands hold to your hips, he leans over you making sure you are okay. Sandor slides a bit closer to you, he notices your furrow brows, your eyes clenched shut and your whines grew loudly.

“Cum.” Sandor said as he reaches under, his hand goes over your belly and your mound. He knew you were close especially when you moaned. Sandor touches your clit, he moans deeply when he touches your cunt, so wet with your slick.

“Yes.” Kylo shouts, feeling you clench around him when Sandor rubs you.

Kylo holds himself until he feels you cumming, he won’t stop until you cum on his cock. He feels his heart beating out of his chest, his ears buzzing every time you moan. You sounded better than he imagined.

“Make her cum, Ren.” Sandor encouraged him as he pressed down your clit making you scream.

“Yes. Yes.” Kylo repeats like a mad man as his thrusts become harder hitting your sweet spot over and over again.

Kylo thinks he had died and the gods had blessed him. There was no other pleasure in life now, he told himself when you came on his cock. Sandor pulls away and Kylo cries out when he pulls out of you and finishes himself off. Jerking himself with your slick, he aims on your bare back as you drop down completely on the bed from exhaustion.

Kylo’s stomach tense up and he throws his head back when he spurts cum over your back.

“Fuck.” He’s winded as he lays down next to you on the other side.

Sandor sees you trembling. You open your eyes when you feel Sandor grab a hold of your hand. You give him a small smile before inhaling deeply.

“I didn’t know people could experience this.” You told them softly. You feel Kylo lean over you kissing your shoulder.

“I see why you do it so much.” You turn your face to look at Kylo.

Kylo looks at you seriously as he tries to catch his breath.

“Now, I’m only going to do it with you. I’m yours and only yours.” Kylo repeats the exact same words the three of you said before.

“I’m yours and only yours.” You said it back and it made him smile. He leans close to your face, giving a peck on your lips.

You turn to face Sandor who was staring at both of you. “I’m yours and only yours.”

Sandor looks at you then at Kylo.

Kylo gives him a nod, almost like telling him yes, this can work. It won’t be perfect but it can work between them.

“I’m yours and only yours.” Sandor finally said. Your smile grew and you made him lean over you to kiss him as well.

They helped you clean yourself when they noticed you were drifting off to sleep. They were going to leave to their own room after setting you into bed. They didn’t want to push even more, even though they knew they could still keep going.

“Stay.” You told them as you went to the middle of the bed. Sandor lays on your right while Kylo lays on your left. You slept on Sandor’s chest as Kylo spooned you from behind. Kylo and Sandor slept that night in your bed as well the following night and the night after that.

Years passed and the relationship had flourished well between Sandor, Kylo and you. Some days were good and others were bad, having two hard headed knights who were in love with you, their queen was no easy task and yes, there were consequences when they fought with each other. Like Sandor and Kylo kneeling in front of you naked, their faces inches away from your wet cunt. They have to share and act like good boys for them to be forgiven. Of course, they were good boys, they shared you with your leg over on each of their broad shoulders. They would eat you out until your legs shook and their faces were soak with your slick.

A/n: Can't get this scene out of my mind.

I can imagine one night the three are in bed and it’s the middle of winter. It’s the harshest winter that the kingdom has ever endured. Everyone is cold af and Sandor being the bear he is, is keeping you warm while Kylo is much leaner, he’s freezing his ass off no matter how many fur blankets he has on.

So when Sandor hears you say to Kylo that he should sleep on Sandor’s side to keep warm a mini fight breaks out. Sandor does not want Kylo to touch him in his sleep. You threatened them, that you were going to sleep in front of the fireplace without them and they quickly shut up.

“Fuck, get over here so I can sleep.” Sandor snaps at Kylo.

“Put your arm around him.” Sandor holds his tongue at you and obeys.

“This is nice.” Kylo said, wiggling his eyebrows at you making you giggle as he and you laid your head on Sandor’s chest.

“Stay still.” Sandor said with a huff as Kylo pulled the blankets up. Everyone went to sleep after that, all nice and toasty thanks to Sandor.

[srorgana1]

"C'mon Ren it'll be fun" Oli says in a playful sing-song voice. "No" Kylo grunts, fidgeting between pushing back his hair from his eyes and fixing the guitar strap on his shoulder. Oli lets out a loud laugh and pulls out a pair of fuzzy black wolf ears on a sparkly head band from behind his back. "My show, my rules Ren" he says "just one song and look I even got them in black."

Kylo rolls his eyes and lets out a sigh, knowing Sykes has gotten him once again. "Fine" he growls, swiping them out from his friend's hand "I'll see you out there." Oli winks at him and turns, literally skipping out on to the stage to the roar of the crowd.

Oli takes the microphone in his hand and smiles knowing the crowd are going to lose their fucking minds. "How we doing Portland?!"

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Come enjoy more Rockstar Kylo Ren/KOR/Oli Sykes fun in the Into The Reverb universe ❤️

that's so babygirl of him ♡

[lillyrob]

Actual footage of me patently waiting for my favorite author to upload😫😫😫

[xsister-serpent]

Earbuds & Intrigue- Part 3

Summary: Goth!Reader is a supporter of a spicy audio content creator CraftedClassic on Patreon. Her routine office job takes an unexpected turn when she discovers that her new wealthy CEO is none other than CraftedClassic, the infamous spicy audio creator she admires. Kylo's username is: CraftedClassic and Goth!Reader username is DeathMajesty.

Warning: 18+ MDNI, cursing, spicy audio, sexually explicit,

Your mind was still returning to that discovery you had made. There was no way, no way you could get fired from it. At least that’s what you reassured yourself. Thankfully the desk on the opposite end of Kylo’s office was empty. You immediately set up there and clocked in. You placed on your headphones switching to darkwave radio and began your daily tasks. Soon enough that discovery named Kylo was walking through the door. You figured causal wasn’t in his dictionary as he wore a fitted turtle neck and black slacks. He always looked so well put together it made you wonder if he ever owned a pair of jeans. 

 Your eyes went back to work as that queasiness entered into your system. You prayed to any Gods that would care to listen to let this day go smoothly and you would go unnoticed. But alas...Gods loved their pettiness.

“Hey,” Spoke Kylo in a smooth dark voice that made your toes curl. 

 Your eyes snapped up at him as he leaned against your cubical wall. It didn’t help either that he looked..very very good with that black turtle neck.

“Morning,” You cleared your throat trying to push back those audios you had listened to countless times you were alone.

“Rey told me you guys were looking for a new apartment?” He questioned as he folded his arms.

“Yeah that’s the plan, her dad’s gonna drive us around on Saturday to see what’s available,” You answered.

 Internally you were so grateful this conversation focused on your friend than him awkwardly liking those old photos on your social. 

“Rey wanted me to tag along with your little endeavor. I- I hope you don’t mind,” He shyly admitted as he rubbed the back of his neck, “I just didn’t want it to be awkward since I’m the CEO or whatever. Whatever happens outside of work will stay out of work.”

 You couldn’t help but feel a slight tightness in your chest as you saw his shyness towards you. It was begrudgingly cute. Before you could speak he added on.

“I don’t want you to feel like you gotta be a different person ‘cause I’m a CEO more or less,” Kylo added quickly, “I’m strictly there for my cousin, no- that sounds insensitive. I mean, I can be there for you too, but not in a weird stalker way??-” 

A slight laugh escaped your lips as you saw Kylo trying to gather his thoughts in front of you, “I get it Kylo. It won’t be weird, you’re her family.”

Kylo let out a sigh of relief, “Great. Cool! I’m glad we got that out of the way. Have you met her dad?”

“Yeah here and there,” You spoke, suddenly a call came in from the company phone, “Excuse me for a second.”

 Kylo nodded as you greeted the caller. There was an older man’s voice on the other line. 

“Oh hi, I think I got my son’s extension wrong,” the man spoke with a nervous laugh.

“That’s alright, what’s your son’s name?” I asked looking at the phone screen.

“Ben,” he answered, “Ben Solo.”

Your eyebrow rose slightly as you glanced around the office. Kylo picked up on your confusion and quietly mouthed, “Who?”

Your shoulders shrug, “Ben Solo is that the name sir??”

 Kylo’s face slowly dropped as he stopped leaning on the cubicle wall. Immediately his aura changed causing you to be a little apprehensive. Immediately he wrote on a sticky note: Ask whose calling.

Kylo began folding his arms as his brows furrowed. He looks disappointed, you thought to yourself. 

“Whose calling?” You asked the older man on the other line.

“It’s uh…Han Solo his father,” the older man reluctantly answered.

“Han Solo,” I repeated loudly enough for Kylo.

 Kylo rolled his jaw and nodded pointing to his office.

“I’ll direct him to you now bare with me for a few minutes,” you replied as Kylo briskly made his way to his office.

“Great thanks,” the older man spoke before placing him on hold.

Kylo entered his office and shut the door behind him. Although you didn’t know all of the family drama through Rey, you had heard that last name a few times. But, you couldn’t entirely remember her mentioning anyone by the name of Ben. 

You reminded yourself to ask Rey when you got back to the apartment. The next few hours dragged on. Kylo every once in and while entered and exited his office as you kept to your far corner cubicle away from everyone else. Before he left the building he paused near the doorway on his phone. He was typing out something and suddenly your phone vibrated in your cardigan. 

 You turned your back to the doorway and pulled out your phone. Your heart dropped to your stomach as you saw it was from CraftedClassic tagging your username.

CraftedClassic: I can’t wait to give you an early release of my new audio, I hope this strikes your fantasy @DeathMajesty and other loyal followers. 

As if your heart rate couldn’t go any higher you saw the title of the new audio. 

Come Into My Office. CEO fantasy.

 You swiped the notification away as your stomach dropped. Kylo was still hanging by the doorway and his eyes were glued to his phone along with a smirk. 

He had no idea..no fucking clue…

 Kylo walked outside as a food delivery person came towards the door. Your eyes went back to your phone and messaged him back.

DeathMajesty: Can’t wait <3

 You heard a chime and as discreetly as you could manage you glanced at him quickly. A proud smirk came on his face as he returned to his office making you feel butterflies in your stomach.

“No fucking clue,” you muttered with a chuckle going back to your work. 

 The hours dragged on once more and soon enough it had reached your 8 hours. Let’s be honest 15 minutes before you could clock out you were mentally over today. You gathered your things and began to clean your desk. You softly played your music aloud as it was just you in the corner with no one else around you.

 You hummed to Bauhaus as you scrolled through your Tumblr feed your brain already in weekend mode. You saw a few employees leave waving bye to you as you did the same. A sudden movement caught your eye as Kylo exited out of his office. 

“Can you come into my office?” He asked you as he looked at his phone before looking at you.

 Wonderful choice of play on words, you thought to yourself as you paused your music. As you walked by him you could smell his cologne of mahogany and soft musk causing a slight warm feeling in the pool of your stomach. You entered the office while Kylo followed behind you. You wonder if he used this layout in his audio. 

“You can take a seat if you want,” he offered as he sat on the edge of his desk folding his arms. 

 You quickly glanced at his arms seeing how chiseled they were along with a slight veins, “I’m alright with standing..”

“Has Rey told you about Han??” He questioned as he slightly leaned on one foot then the other.

 You shrugged, “I’ve heard his name tossed around from her and Luke but that’s about it. Why?”

Kylo let out a small breath, “That’s one way of putting it I guess. Okay, family lore time since you’re already familiar with names. Han Solo is my dad, I changed my name when I got older. Long story short, Ben is me.”

 There was something deeper there, you could tell by his reluctance to speak further on it. And you weren’t one to press on it.

“Alright, that’s cool with me,” you answered nonchalantly.

“If Han ever does call back, I am not here,” he stated.

“You got it.”

 You were relieved a bit that he didn’t have that oversharing like Rey. It was alright because it was Rey, your best friend, but with Kylo. You weren’t entirely sure about him.

“I can see why Rey likes you, you’re easy to talk to,” Kylo admired, “I’m curious..what else has she told you about me?”

 A subtle grin came on his face making your stomach flutter. You went over to the chair in front of him, and for a second you could’ve sworn you heard him hold his breath.

“You want the good or bad?” You offered as you placed a palm under your chin.   He seemed a bit taken back by your stance now. 

“Bad of course,” he smoothly talked as he watched you with that cute smirk.

 Your mind went to that title for that hot audio. Desperately you pushed that thought back into the dark space in your mind. 

“The Christmas party, the family reunion, and something about someone’s party, I think Poe’s birthday party?” You listed as Kylo’s face dropped once more as a pink came on his cheeks.

“My God…” he whispered in disbelief as he pinched the bridge of his nose, “So she spilled to you of all my drunk endeavors.”

“Basically,” you laughed with a shrug, “You guys are like the Kardashians in my book, everything I know about you guys I know against my will.”

 Kylo seemed to beam when you laughed, “You have no idea Y/N. I’m surprised how we managed to last this long.”

You both shared a slight pause. Although he had a commanding aura around him this side was different. It was..fairly attractive along with that relaxed grin.

Before he could say something your alarm rang off in your phone. 

“I should probably clock out,” You muttered tapping your screen as you got up from the chair.

“Oh, yeah,” He cleared his throat, “I’ll pick you up tomorrow.”

 You paused in your steps as you remembered that he was tagging along with you and Rey. 

“Right, tomorrow,” You acknowledged as you went out of his office, “Have a good night Kylo.”

“Goodnight Y/N,” He spoke gazing at your form. 

At home, you sat in front of your laptop with your mouse hovering over the link to Kylo’s newest audio. 

Come Into My Office. CEO fantasy

A pool of anxiety was swelling in your stomach as your hand slightly became sweaty. Before, you used to be so excited to hear what CraftedClassic had created..but now..

Now you knew the voice. You knew the face. 

With a deep breath, you clicked it. 

A/N: I finally got around to fixing this chapter up. I figured why not add some more tension, more accidental gazes from across the room. I hope you guys enjoy it! 🖤🖤

Tagging: @novausstuff @1dk-anym0r3 @b0xerdancer

[rynwritesstuff]

Willow - Part II

Pirate!Kylo Ren x Reader

Warnings: NSFW, PIV sex, cumming outside

Word Count: 680

Summary: Captain Ren takes you in his quarters. (Read part one here.)

Author’s Note: This is just a reminder that my requests ARE open for pretty much any of Adam’s characters! If you have any ideas, thoughts, or requests, feel free to send them my way :) Also, I am thinking of making a new taglist for my writing, so if you’d like to be tagged in my writing, let me know, and I’ll be sure to make that happen! - Ryn

(Edit is not mine, credit to @kyloremus​ !)

“Life was a willow, and it bent right to your wind. Head on the pillow, I can feel you sneaking in as if you were a mythical thing – like you were a trophy or a champion ring – but there was one prize I'd cheat to win.” - Willow, Taylor Swift

He grabs your hand and tugs you down to his quarters eagerly, incredibly ready to have you again after a few days of keeping his hands to himself. He closes the door behind you, and you get on his bed, already hurrying to pull up your skirts. 

You look him up and down wordlessly, desperately.

His body is carved from marble, and despite the scars that litter his pale skin, you find him to be the most attractive man you’ve ever laid eyes on. Captain Ren’s large hands work at his trousers to pull his cock free, and you spread your legs as his dripping, red, erect cock is revealed. You don’t think you’ll ever stop wanting him. This feeling? This longing? It is forever. 

The Captain steps forward, cock in hand, and leans over you. He is a man of very few words, always quiet, but he is thoughtful and intentional when he does speak. 

You reach up to touch his cheek, caressing the scar that runs from above his right eyebrow down to his chest. You smile up at him, appreciating the shaky sighs he’s letting out as he thrusts into you. 

“O-Oh, Kylo . . .” you breathe, hand moving up to grip his hair. He lets you. He’d let you do anything at this point in time. 

“Fuck,” the Captain curses, immediately starting to roll his hips. He’s not going to last long today. Some days it takes him closer to fifteen minutes to actually orgasm, but if he hasn’t had you in a while, he climaxes easier. You don’t really mind either way, as long as you get to have him. 

What a beautiful thing it is to be united with someone in this way. 

“You’re s-so handsome,” you tell him as he fucks you harshly, his hips rocking back and forth as he chases his climax. 

Kylo grunts, and that is the end of the verbal exchange.

Your body bounces furiously, so furiously, in fact, that you wonder if the two of you are affecting the ship’s rocking. You groan, eyes rolling back as he continuously hits that sweet spot deep inside of you. Kylo grips your wrists and pins you down so that you can’t tug and pull at his hair, and you lean up to kiss him. 

His lips work against yours, giving you exactly what you want. Kylo moans softly, and you feel his cock begin to twitch inside of you, and you know that he’s going to pull out soon. “Fuck, s-so good . . . So good, Captain.”

His eyes are shut and his plush lips are parted. It’s the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen. You wonder, sometimes, how this could be wrong. How could God make someone as marvelous, as handsome as Captain Ren, and expect you not to desire him in this way? How could God craft such an excellent man and then ask you not to touch or fuck him? 

It just doesn’t seem fair. 

Kylo pulls out suddenly with a loud grunt, and begins to touch himself so that he can–

“Fuck!” Kylo exclaims, his seed spilling on your stomach just as you expected it would. “Mm . . .”

You cup his cheek and pull him down to kiss him again. 

“My love,” you sigh. “So wonderful.” 

Kylo kisses you again, and again, and again. He kisses you until you can no longer tell where his lips end and yours begin, and you absolutely love it. You smile up at him as you tuck a piece of hair behind his ear. 

“Shall we finish watching the sunset, Captain?” you ask as he finally tucks his cock away, adjusts his trousers, and grabs a cloth for you to wipe yourself off. 

Kylo glances at you, a small smile on his face. 

“I would like that.”