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brieannakeogh · 6 years ago

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Ambition, Butter, and Wine- Chapter 4

Ambition, Butter, and Wine- Kylo Ren x plus sized reader. Crack! Fic. You’re a new First Order recruit. Trained in the culinary arts at the top schools and they dare make you serve the common folk. What happens when you have the opportunity to serve Lord Ren?

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Chapter 4

It felt like forever that you sat and just stared at the plate of eggs in front of you. Somehow things had gone upside down and now you were sitting in Kylo’s quarters, expected to eat Kylo’s food at his orders. Just a few months ago you were still afraid he would choke you to death if he was displeased with how something tasted. Now you were pretty certain that you were on the very short list of people he wouldn’t murder in a blinding rage. Although if you didn’t listen to one of his orders you couldn’t be sure, so you hesitantly picked up the fork on the tray and ate the first mouthful of eggs.

It was wonderful, you had made it after all, and soon you were finishing the plate, debating if he would be coming back soon to catch you licking the crumbs off. You sighed, resisting the urge, and got up to fulfill his second order. He was right, the headache was turning into a migraine and you had to squint when the harsh light of the refresher turned on. Looking around you find a little box tucked away with pain medications, bacta patches, and other first aid things.

Taking out what looked to be pain reliever tabs and swallowing them with water from the sink tap. Running water on the base wasn’t as impressive as it was on the star ships. Starkiller base was full of snow and it didn’t take much heat from the machinery on board to melt it for usable water. Showers on the other hand still weren’t the norm and bathtubs were even rarer. Of course with Kylo being a high ranking, he had both and the longing you felt thinking about a hot bath was indescribable. Before you could seriously contemplate risking your life for a soak, you heard the door in the main room swish open and heavy footfalls stomping through.

Scuttling out before he digs through your head again to find you, you turn the corner just in time to see him remove his helmet and run a gloved hand through his hair. That shouldn’t have been as sexy as it was and you flushed a little as you padded over to the empty tray to take it with you. You had always been attracted to power and control but this was ridiculous.

Kylo called your name, which until that point you had no idea he even knew what it was, to get you to turn to him.

“It’s been taken care of. If Hux gives you any trouble I want you to report it to me immediately. Use the message link if you must.”

“Yes sir.” He glances down at the empty tray in your hands and then back to the refresher. “I took pain meds too. Thank you.”

“I just didn’t want there to be an excuse for you to not do your best at lunch. Especially given the fact I’m your only employer.”

“Sir?”

“You are no longer under military jurisdiction, but directly work under me. It’s an old servant clause.” He says offhandedly, walking around the room and picking up a datapad.

The rush of anger you felt at that statement couldn’t be contained. Slamming the tray back on the table with a satisfying clank, your mind raced at the implications. After everything you did to get this respected position, he just tore it all down like it was nothing. Now that you weren’t part of the First Order did you still have benefits? A salary? Leave time? What exactly did being a ‘servant’ to Kylo Ren entail?

“Excuse me sir, but what does being your servant mean?” You watched as his eyes flashed in anger at the disrespect in your tone, but soon had himself under a thin line of control. Apparently you were right about being on the short non-murder list.

“Nothing will change. You’ll be keeping the same schedule and quarters that you have now. The only difference is if I go off world, you will have to come as well.”

“And what about my salary? Or medical leave? What about 4 years from now when my contract comes up?”

This time it wasn’t anger in his eyes, it was confusion. You always suspected that Kylo would have a bad poker face, what with wearing that mask all the time, and it was true you could see his mind swirling behind his eyes.

His mouth opens then closes tight, jaw working before he swallows. “I’ll be responsible for you. You’ll have no need for a salary and if you get sick, take whatever days you see fit as long as you inform me of them. Your contract is null and void so if you can’t stand this work any longer you are free to leave.”

The shock on your face must have been evident as he looked please with your reaction. You rock back on your heels trying to think of an objection. The no salary thing was what bugged you most. “And what if I was sending money back home to take care of sick family. How will I do that without a salary?”

“Family just holds you back from greatness, you have more worth than that!” He shouts. He calms himself and throws the datapad on the couch. “Do you have family you are taking care of?” The question comes out slowly and he refuses to look at you, tugging on his gloved fingers instead to remove them. You were going to get whiplash from this man.

The scoffing noise you make has him whipping his head back in your direction. “Of course not. You can only count on yourself in this universe, which is why I liked my salary. I do have wants and needs, thank you very much.”

“I’ll be providing for your needs from now on.” Your body heats up at that statement, but you don’t think he noticed the implication. “Make a list of what you require and it will be handled. If something were to happen...to me. You will be well compensated.” You chewed on your lip as it didn’t seem half bad, and really he didn’t leave you with much of a choice. “BUT!” He turned to you taking a step closer. “Be mindful that this is a commitment. I don’t want you blubbering in a month about how you want to go home when we are stranded offworld without amenities.”

“So basically you want me to follow you around, cooking and probably doing other errands for you, because if I agree, I’m not doing menial kitchen duty, and you would provide all room, board, and anything I want, as long as it’s reasonable, all for the low low price of my soul and time, forever or until you die. Did I get the gist?”

“Essentially.”

“I’ve got two conditions.” He nodded for you to continue. “I want a private room, with a bathtub whenever possible, no more crowded barracks with the riff raff.” He kept nodding. “And I want to destroy something with a lightsaber.” You grin wildly at him and you could tell he really hadn’t been skimming your mind because you had shocked him stupid.

Next Chapter

Sorry this is so late! Got up late this morning and then had my last day off for my 3 day weekend packed with appointments. Would have much rather been at home in bed, especially since it was in the 90s here. So freaking hot!

Anywho, next week should be Dog days. Love you guys! Let me know if you’d like to be tagged in this or any current story.

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iwishtobeastorm · 3 years ago

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Hi there! Welcome to my masterlist 🤍

Okay, so I kind of felt like my old masterlist was getting a bit messy, so I made a new one, that might help you find what you’re looking for much easier! Go ahead!

Warnings - my fics will eventually turn 18+, so please respect that - minors don’t interact! Come back when you’re 18, this work will still be here, I promise.

✦ Tag list

✦ AO3

* = includes explicit content

Adam Driver CU fics

Kylo Ren

Au clair de lune* (Canon divergent AU - Kylo Ren/Innocent!F!Reader)

You’re a stormtrooper, serving as a guard of Supreme Leader’s quarters. You cherish the man ever since you’ve met him for the first time and your admiration soon grows into more. Then an opportunity of your lifetime rises in front of you and you decide to take it, but only Gods know if you have a chance to succeed and secure brighter future for yourself.

Oneshots

Now or never

Flip Zimmerman

No escape* (Canon divergent AU - Dark!Flip Zimmerman/Chubby!F!Reader)

You find yourself lost in the middle of a snow storm. You stumble upon a cabin in the middle of the woods and it’s owner offers you help. Little do you know that your savior might be more dangerous than the cruel weather of the mountains.

Oneshots

Crossing the line*

Adam Sackler

Just my type* (Roommates AU - Adam Sackler/Virgin!Chubby!F!Reader)

You’re a college student and you find yourself sharing an apartment with no one else than our favorite boy, Adam Sackler. He’s everything you’ve ever dreamed of and more, but is there any chance he could feel the same?

Oneshots

Dance-off

I do adore you

Clyde Logan

Eau froide (AU - Clyde Logan/Mermaid!F!Reader)

Clyde found his favorite place in the world a long time ago. What he didn’t know is, that the lake hides something he wouldn’t even dream of. And that little something is you.

Oneshots

Late nights*

Paterson

Oneshots:

Home*

Charlie Barber

Oneshots:

Priority

Underneath the mistletoe

Only you

Pedro Pascal CU fics

Din Djarin

Cyar’ika* (Gladiator!Din Djarin/Female!Reader)

What happens when you, a slave, fall in love with Corusant’s favorite gladiator?

Cabur* (Alpha!Din Djarin/F!Omega!Reader)

Short series about how you find out your true mate is a quiet Mandalorian bounty hunter with the cutest green child.

Oneshots

Feathers

Forever

The relief

Cor unum

Frankie Morales

Oneshots

The most dangerous thing

The real beauty*

Study in red

Javier Peña

Oneshots

Hearts on fire

MCU fics

Natasha Romanova

Oneshots

Mommy’s dearest* (Mommy!Natasha/Chubby!F!Reader) Mommy comes home to you, her little, and rewards you for being a good girl.

Kate Bishop

Oneshots

In your arms | Your vigilante (kind of a next chapter)

Other characters fics

Will Miller

Body and soul* (Alpha!Will Miller/Plus-size!Omega!Reader) You and Will are together for a while, when something unplanned comes your way. Aka 3 chapters long series about how the two of you become parents. Warnings? Cuteness overload!

Oneshots

The big problem

Strawberry ice cream

Benny Miller

You were the right one (Alpha!Benny Miller/Omega!F!Reader) Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 Short series about how you find out that the friend of a friend is your true mate in the most inappropriate moment. Things might get spicy later *winks*

Oneshots

The happy ending

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glassbxttless · 3 years ago

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Modern!Kylo Ren x plus-size!Reader

Word Count: 1,700

Warnings: plus-size reader, female reader, oral m received, car sex, cheating, kylo’s married, PIV sex

it’s ten minutes past the beginning of your shift and you’re stuck in traffic. tapping your fingertips against your steering wheel, you hum along to the song on the radio. you’ve gotten a missed call from your manager, Kylo, the one you’ve nicknamed Mister Broad and Broody, and he’s more than likely very upset by your tardiness. but you’ll tell him, “babe, it’s a blockbuster— who cares?”

by the time you’re rolling into the parking lot, it’s been an hour since the start and you can see the back of his polo clinging to those broad shoulders of his. you roll your eyes, park in your designated spot, grab your bag, and you walk yourself through the door— bee lining for the time clock. “whoa, hold up.” you hear his voice, deep and slow. and you’re turning around to see him pushing himself off of the counter. you bite the inside of your cheek as he walks over to you, “third time this week.” he points out— you know. you’re perfectly aware. but maybe you enjoy these little “talking to’s” the way his hair hangs over his shoulders, probably a few days past the wash it’s needed.

“i know, i’m sorry.” you chirp, clutching the strap of your bag across your chest. it nestles right between your breasts in a way you’re sure he catches— every single time you walk through that door. “won’t happen again.”

“yeah, fuckin right.” he huffs and rolls his eyes. “you’ve got the front counter. just try to actually get something done today.” he mumbles as he disappears into his office, taking one quick look behind him as you turn your back to him to clock in. He takes in your appearance, the shoes and bottoms and shirt tucked in in the back. he knows you do it on purpose. you never tuck it in for the other managers, he knows from the cameras.

and it’s a really dull day. just a few customers here and there. you’ve hardly seen Kylo leave his office. only for one of the donuts you’d ordered and an energy drink from the vending machine. you lean on the counter, watching how he fixes the collar of his shirt just a little bit. you think about how this is a man in his late 30’s, how he always shows up just a little sweaty (when you’re on time to see it), and he’s always in such a shitty mood. He comes in complaining about how the ol’ ball and chain was on his case again. Sometimes he comes in smelling like stale beer and he’ll always bitch and say, Rey started it. And sometimes you wanna jump in the backseat of his shitty blue Chevy Sprint with him and find out what he’s always bragging about with the guys.

the sun starts to set and you sigh heavily, grabbing the remote to click off the television on the wall. you take the drawer out of the register and head back to the office, smiling when Kylo looks up to meet your eyes. “you’re not wearing your wedding ring?” you mention, as he just nonchalantly shrugs, taking your drawer to count as quickly as he can. wanting to get out of there before the banks close.

“so what? not any of your fucking business if i am or not.” he huffs, stacking each of the bills accordingly before he’s scooping everything into the small green money bag and zipping it tight. “don’t forget to clock out.” he mumbles softly as he stands, locking the office as he steps out. You bite the inside of your cheek, trying to think if now is your time. If you should test the waters and just go for it. you and him both clock yourselves out and head for the door and he locks it behind the two of you. Going to get into his car, you’re almost a step right behind his heels. “do you need something?”

“yeah.” you shrug, taking your shot. you can always quit if this goes south. never see him again. “we could have a good time.” you nod your head towards his car and he looks in that same direction, processing what you’re saying. He opens the driver’s side door, tossing the money bag into the passenger’s seat. And you press forward, one of his strong arms wrapping around you. your hands clutch that polo, lips pressing against his. and you feel him gasp, a little surprised, but quickly he’s gaining control of the situation from you. His heart is beating fast— you can feel it under your palms. and the two of you are climbing in the cramped backseat of the Sprint, and he’s rucking up your polo. His hands are gliding across every dimple and curve of your skin before they settle on your backside, pulling your body closer to his.

“God, you’re such a fucking slut.” he mumbles against your lips. tilting his head back, he gives you the blank canvas of his throat. and your lips and teeth are finding purchase anywhere they can leave a mark. “All over me.” and maybe a switch in your head gets flipped as you release his bruised skin.

“Kylo, we shouldn’t… i mean, we could get in trouble…” Your voice is breathy, hardly able to catch it with the way the windows are already beginning to fog up.

“I’m the boss baby, it’s okay.” His voice is small, waiting for your hands to find a spot on his body to land. And when they stop, they pull the button of his bottoms free, smiling when he nods his head at you, relaxed back and just waiting for those pretty lips to take him in. You do, hunched over in the backseat. ass up for his viewing pleasure. you’re looking up at him, and he’s glad he’s sitting because you’ve got him weak in the knees. He takes a quick look around, to make sure you’re alone. He knows he parks out of view from the cameras. He leans his head back, not far as he hits the window. “jesus, babe.” he breathes out softly as his hand presses on the back of your head.

He slinks down in the backseat, one leg up one the bench and the other planted somewhere on the floorboard. He’s using his hands on your thighs to guide you up to him, seat you on his waist. It’s awkward, full of movement to just find the right angle for both of you to fit almost comfortably. “Kylo.” you mumble quietly, starting to get cold feet. “Your wife…”

“stop worrying.” he mumbles, a hand is curling around your neck and he’s dragging you towards his mouth. Slow but heavy. his lips are warm, inviting. and his hips are rucking up towards yours, just trying his best to unbutton your jeans and push them down as far as he can in the position you’re in. “let me take care of you.” you’re helping him shimmy them down your thighs, his hand moving from where it was holding your neck down to your hip. And then he’s dragging his fingers down the front of your panties to pull them to the side, sliding his fingers through your folds. “look at you, dripping for me.”

you bite your lip as he pulls his fingers back, sliding them between his lips as he guides you down onto his cock. you’ve got your knee pressed against his hip and the seat, trying your best to keep yourself from falling. the angle is weird, it’s awkward, and you’re pressing a hand on the back of the passenger's seat as you sink down onto him. his breathing pauses for just a moment, until you’re flush with him. your leg that’s not on the seat is brushing against the leg he’s pushing against the center console. and you’re using the leverage to rock yourself down onto him. He’s holding your thighs now, pushing his hands back to grip the expanse of your ass. the grunt that leaves his lips is intoxicating, makes that little coil in your belly start to tighten up— he’s holding you so tight you think his fingertips are printing to your skin. every second he drags his cock in and out of you feels like heaven.

the windows are fogging up, you can hardly move properly. backseats are already small, and you’re cursing Kylo for driving a fucking Chevy Sprint. the car is rocking hard with each drawback of his hips. you close your eyes as his head presses back against the window. he’s sweating, his hair is damp, he’s gripping you so so tightly as his hips sputter to a stop, pressing into you as a little moan leaves his lips— he’s filling you full of his cum. he’s gonna leave you dripping with him when you go home.

and you’re hand is pressed against the window, gyrating your hips down against him the best you can. you’re hunched over him letting your own orgasm wash over you. both of you are breathing hard, and he’s opening his eyes to look up at you. “should do this again.” he breathes happily. “but maybe not in the car.”

you laugh softly, recovering as you move yourself off of him and pull your bottoms back onto your body. you can feel his spend leaking out of you, painting your panties white. and Kylo hums in satisfaction as he does his jeans back up. “do you need a ride home?”

“nah, my car is over there.” you smile and nod your head, crawling out of the car— not as easily as you remember climbing into it. There’s a little more excitement in your step, his cum is leaking down your thighs.

“hey!” he calls after you as you open the driver’s side door of your car. “don’t be late tomorrow.” he’s still lying in the backseat, smiling over at you.

you roll your eyes and get into your car, starting it and putting it into gear to leave. you take one more glimpse, watching him slide his wedding ring back on and you shake your head— he’s a fucking whore.

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popculture-punk · 3 years ago

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Commissioned by author Lady_in_Writing for her fanfic "A Place To Escape" featuring Kylo Ren from Star Wars.

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thefreakydeaky · 3 years ago

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Can't Get Over You Masterlist

Organa-Solo Triplets x Plus Size Reader

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

#organa solo triplets x reader #solo triplets #Ben Organa Solo x Reader #Kylo Organa Solo x Reader #Matt Organa Solo x Reader #solo triplet au #solo triplets x reader #plus size reader #plus sized reader

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x-chubby-reader · 5 years ago

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Imagine how you met Kylo? (Plus sized F reader)

lets just start out with where you met

your beautiful self had just started your job on ‘the finalizer’ as a medic

mostly dealing with storm troopers who decided to run into blaster fire

because you know they’re smart

but then one day, a certain someone had popped up

none of the others had wanted to deal with the swol man

who else was the better choice to patch him up? of course a newbie who could be one of the victims of his tantrums

‘perfect idea, lets give him it to y/n’

yeah, you were nervous as hell, but you tried to keep it from bothering you

as soon as he walked in, you fucking froze like a deer in headlights

I mean who wouldn't, a giant beefy man just barges in, clenching his side with a grunt

admit it, you’d stand there, mouth agape

literally forgetting your year long training in a millisecond

he’d stand there for a few moments, watching you and studying your figure, analyzing you like a lion with his prey

you’d realize what was going on and quickly usher him to your table with a ‘sorry commander

those other medics who basically volunteered you were now staring in though the white curtain

a quick scowl from kylo had made them disperse with the patter of their shoes.

now you and him had been sitting in silence

you didn't want to talk to him in the slightest

it was terrifying

who wouldn't wet their fucking pants?

you asked him to remove his tunic first, what a fun thing to start a conversation with

then his helmet, just to asses his head for trauma but maybe just to make him seem more human and bring down the tension

trying to keep your shaky s/c hands as still as possible you threaded a needle

you wished at this point that you were replaced with a droid

alas, you were not

taking a wad of some porous material, you soaked it in a alcohol solution

muttering a quick sorry, you pressed it to his gash

dear god did he make a fucking growling sound

why did the finalizer have to suddenly go on a shortage of supplies, were the troopers that much of klutzes

but the next thing that happened

jesus

he sharply grabbed your chunky wrist, pulling it away from his torso with a glare

‘I’m sorry, but we don’t have any numbing agents’

he gave a almost whiny groan before letting go

I mean kinda hot-

and you wanted him to keep holding it, maybe even slide down to your hand

but you went going to say anything to the hunk

It was already awkward as it is

so you went back to rubbing the alcohol on his wound

soon warning him about the stitches coming next

he didn't even flinch

he seem distracted ooooo wonder by who?

you paused to look up

and your damn eyes were blessed with his

you looked so flustered

his face didn't seem to shift one bit

not even phased, maybe even looking a little smug with himself

you didn't want to ask what he was thinking about

so while you were finishing up, he was finishing his analyzing of your perfect body

if he was being honest, he liked bigger women

most likely because a hug or cuddle from them would make him comforted

I mean, mommy issues

After you shooed him away when you finished, he couldn't get enough of you

maybe purposefully getting hurt to see you

after a few months you got on small talk level

then a few more months, on physical terms

and after a year, you slept in his bed practically every night, his face in your chest or stomach

him calling you his

its amazing

Hey, sorry if this is bad, I have no motivation but i’m trying since i have an abundant amount of free time XD

#Kylo ren #kylo #kylo ren x reader #Kylo x plus size reader #dating kylo #plus size female reader #plus size reader

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kyloxox · 5 years ago

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Lover Oneshots Masterlist

Decided to do a ‘series’ of one shots based off taylor swifts new album! These Oneshots will be posted every week or two so stay tuned!

I Forgot You Existed: James Potter x reader;You used to forget James Potter existed, until one day...

Cruel Summer: Mando x reader; Mando never expected to fall in love, especially with a bounty.

Lover: Remus Lupin x reader; a collection of special moments with you and Remus.

The Man: Pansy Parkinson x reader; Pansy and reader compete for the one quidditch spot left on the team, it doesn’t turn out like either of them planned.

The Archer: Loki x reader; reader and loki share many things, like the want of being loved and the feeling of always being felt behind.

I Think He Knows: Remus Lupin x plus size reader; reader is super confident and has a crush. Remus is super shy and helplessly in love.

Miss Americana and the Heartbreak Prince: Sirius Black x reader; Sirius is lost in who he’s supposed to be. Y/n is lost trying to find the potions classroom.

Paper Rings: George Weasley x malfoy!reader; reader and George come from two different worlds but it doesn’t make them any less in love.

Cornelia Street: Sirius Black x reader; Sirius is so in love with the reader, he doesn’t know what he would do without them.

Death By a Thousand Cuts: Peter Parker x reader; Peter starts dating MJ, leaving his best friend heartbroken.

London Boy: Tom Holland x reader; the reader is from America and Tom takes her to his hometown in England.

Soon You’ll Get Better: Bucky Barnes x reader; reader and bucky’s last moment together before the war and fast foward to their last moment before bucky is sent to Wakanda.

False God: Loki x reader; Loki knows exactly how to drive his lover crazy.

You Need to Calm Down: tba

Afterglow: Ben Solo x reader; Ben chooses the dark side over the reader, they see each other again after five years.

ME!: Fred Weasley x reader; Fred has an important potions project, but instead of working he’d rather stare at his partner, who has no interest in him.

It’s Nice to Have a Friend: Harry Potter x reader; being friends with Harry Potter for 11 years definitely doesn’t lead to feelings...right?

Daylight: Kylo Ren x reader; Kylo has reached a dark part of his life, with the reader at his side. They forgive each other of their mistakes.

taglist: @accio-rogers @llamaluverlizzy @arianna-17-11 @peasantview @girlyisthatweirdkid @timeladygallifrey @malina4ka @outrodaylight @emcchi @sophisticatedslytherin @thatharrypotterfan13

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doublekrecs · 4 years ago

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send in your nasty thoughts!! i’m feeling smutty vibes today;) talk to me about anything- characters, actors, anything goes! -🧞‍♀️

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youwerenevermeanttofeelalone · 4 years ago

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Ben Solo Masterlist

One Shots

... Nice — angst, nsfw but no smut, fluff.

↪︎ female!reader ; black!reader ; 3k words ; requested. | The Force guided you toward him, it’s as simple and complicated as that.

#ben solo x reader #ben solo x plus size reader #kylo ren x reader #kylo ren x plus size reader #ben solo masterlist #kylo ren masterlist

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hannibals-favourite-meal · 1 year ago

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.⋆｡His High｡⋆.

Kylo Ren x plus size reader

His Choice Masterlist

Riding the high of his new fix, Kylo shows her the beauty of her subservience

Chapter Warnings: dubcon, smut, size kink, d/s dynamics, cockwarming, oral (m receiving), public sex, fingering, ocean sex (don't do this- the chaffing isn't worth it)

WC: 2.2k

Minors DNI

Library- @hannibals-favourite-meal-library

The First Order was just that, an order. Routine was drilled into them from the moment they were conscripted. Everyone had their place and every job had its responsibilities. The patrol ships left at the same time every day, returning several hours later only for another batch to be sent out when the hall lights began to dim. As a lone TIE fighter streaked by the large window, Y/N stretched her limbs, it was time for her lunch.

Meals were delivered three times a day to the sith lord’s chambers. Sometimes there would be enough for two but most of the meals were only for one.

Y/N sat up against the headboard of the huge bed she was chained to as she heard footsteps make their way down the hall. She had gotten good at listening to the sounds outside those dark walls that surrounded her, she had almost worked out which stormtroopers would bring her food each day just by how loudly they marched.

Yet when the doors opened, her master was the one that entered. Immediately, she rocked to her knees, hands clasped in her lap, just as he liked her. “Up.” He said, his voice clipped. Her head tilted in confusion.

“Sir?” His helmet turned to her, the blank expression giving her no answers as to what he wished. A sigh bled out from his respirator before he pulled something out from under his cloak and threw it to her. Two small light brown candles landed on the bed a few inches from her knees.

“Put those on and come with me.” With a flick of his wrist, the silver chain attached to her collar fell away, leaving her free. “Now.” He ordered and Y/N sprang up. Her hands shook with nerves as she slipped them onto her feet. She stood from the bed on uncertain legs and almost crashed into the much taller man. He caught her with a gloved hand, steadying her easily. His touch lingered for only a moment before he dropped her arm like it had burned him and turned back to the open door.

“Keep up.” And then he walked off. She scrambled forward, following behind as closely as she could despite how quickly he was walking. They passed throngs of stormtroopers, each one saluting him as they walked by. She could feel their gazes on her but she kept her eyes locked forward on her master’s wide back.

Excitement stirred in her gut, having only seen the med bay and Kylo’s rooms, this was an overload for the young woman. There was a tinge of fear in the back of her mind, a warning to keep her guard up for what the sith may have planned. Her brain reminded her that even if he had been kind to her so far, he was still a dangerous man.

Soon they approached another set of blast doors and before Y/N could even wonder what was behind them, they slid open with a series of mechanical thuds.

The breath was knocked from Y/N’s lungs as they stepped into the hanger bay. Kylo continued to walk but she was rooted to the spot. She had never seen anything like this in her life. It was so much more advanced than the sand gliders of her youth and even bigger than all the villages on her planet combined.

There was only one ship docked in the hangar but it could easily hold 10 within its hexagonal walls. Huge lights were built into each vertical metal panel that lined the bay. Y/N could only just make out the blue shimmer of the forcefield at the mouth of the hanger. It was filled with robots bustling around, doing repairs and menial jobs, smoothly moving away from the pair’s path.

“Girl.” The modulated voice broke her from her amazement. Her eyes snapped back to attention, finally catching sight of the huge black TIE fighter standing right behind her master’s hulking form. “Come along, the journey will be long so we need to leave quickly.” She stumbled over her feet as he strode towards the ship.

The cockpit opened smoothly as they approached, revealing the dark interior which included only one jump seat. Her brows scrunched. “There’s only one seat, master.”

“Yes.” He replied before he swung himself over the control panel, settling into the seat. She was confused only for a moment as Kylo reached a long arm out to her. “Take it.” His black leather gloves were surprisingly warm as she fit her smaller hand into his much larger one, the material creaking softly with the curling of his fingers.

Then, he pulled. Suddenly, Y/N found herself in the air and moving quickly towards the hull of the ship. Just as she let out a yelp, her ass was planted on two very firm thighs, her back pressed against Kylo’s front. He grunted under his helmet and readjusted the girl so she wasn’t sitting right on his cock. Warmth crawled up her neck at the sheer power he had just exhibited, and she was ashamed to admit but it set her veins alight.

He pulled his hand from her grasp (she hadn’t realised that she was still holding him) and pressed several buttons on the display before them. The red glass shield came down, shutting them in as the huge engine came to life. Y/N jumped back into her master in surprise, causing him to let out an almost inaudible chuckle. “I guess you haven’t been in one of these before.” She shook her head and looked back at him.

“I hadn’t even been in a star cruiser until the day you selected me.” He hummed with a measure of self-satisfaction, winding an arm around her soft tummy as he took the controls with his other hand.

“Hold on tight then.” She watched as the world around them seemed to spin, the view of the dark walls quickly replaced by the vast expanse of the ‘verse. Her fingers tightened on his forearm, her eyes almost doubling in size. The fighter silently glided out of the Star Destroyer, giving her a good look at the truly massive ship she had called home for the past couple weeks.

Using her distraction, Kylo lifted her wide hips from his lap, giving the soft flesh there a tap- a silent signal for her to remain in that position which she obeyed blindly. Her pale pink dress lifted over her plump thighs, the hem coming to rest right below her hips. A hand slipped between them and cupped the roundness of her cunt. “Keep your eyes forward.” He murmured as a thick finger prodded at her entrance.

“Press that button by your knee.” His middle finger, still covered by his glove, sunk into her warmth, uninhibited by any undergarments as she had been barred from wearing them. She bit back a moan as she reached for the button, letting the pad of his finger hit the place inside her that set her body ablaze. She did as he asked and suddenly the stars warped, growing longer and longer until they were only streaks of white above their heads.

Another finger breached her before quickly being followed by a third. Y/N’s back arched against her master, pushing them even deeper inside of her. Just as her stomach began to tighten with pleasure, he pulled away. She whined, earning a firm squeeze of her plump lower stomach. “Don’t complain.” He snipped.

She felt his trousers shift under her naked thighs before the blunt tip of his cock was suddenly resting between her folds. “Sit.” Her eyes rolled back into her head as she did what he commanded, each inch of his thick cock, brutally stretching her cunt to its very limit, as it did every time he took her.

She was gasping for breath as she finally took him to the hilt, her hands desperately clawing at his forearm. She could feel his cock twitch inside of her, the fat head resting against her cervix, sending shots of pleasure through her.

Taking in as deep of a breath as she could, Y/N attempted to rock forward but was quickly yanked back and forced to be still. “Keep me warm on our journey. You may rest if you wish but do not finish.” With a great effort, she forced herself to relax into him, tucking her head just below his chin and shutting her eyes. She let the hum of the engine and the sound of his heartbeat lull her to sleep.

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“We’re here.” Warm salty air washed over her, stirring her from her light slumber. Calloused fingers traced up the curve of her arm, encouraging her to open her eyes. And when she did, she swore she was still dreaming.

There was blue as far as the eye could see, even blending into the clear sky and blurring the horizon. “It’s beautiful.” She breathed, sitting up as if it would allow her to absorb even more of the landscape. A deep chuckle from behind her shook her body softly.

“Why don’t you get a closer look then.” Kylo delicately lifted her from his lap, letting his half-hard cock slip from her cunt. They both hissed at the sensation but Y/N’s attention didn’t remain on that for long. She yanked her dress back down over her thighs and leaned over the cockpit edge, vaguely wondering if she could jump. Before she could decide, Kylo took her by the waist and lowered her down until her toes were just barely touching the white sand beneath the ship.

She smiled broadly as the tips of her sandals disappeared into the warm sand. He released her gently, half-expecting her to immediately run off but instead she looked back to him, waiting for something. “Go on. But not too far.” He warned and in return, he received a blinding smile, one he had never seen before.

Kicking off her sandals, Y/N ran to the water. She only stopped when the clear blue was up to her hips, soaking her dress through. He watched as her eyes fluttered shut, letting the calm waves wash over her.

With a sigh, Kylo tucked himself away then shed his helmet and cape, leaving them in a pile with his gloves, before he himself swung out of the cockpit and onto the sand. She paid him no mind as he approached.

This was a truly beautiful planet, one of the many moons of Naboo but so under-utilised considering its vast supply of spice hidden just under its crust. He had discovered it years ago when attempting to track Luke Skywalker and decided to keep it a secret. A selfish piece of him wanted to keep its beauty to himself, to have a sanctuary from his own darkness. He had no doubt that the Supreme Leader knew of this place as well but for now, he would savour his little secret.

He laid his large hands upon her hips as he curled around her back. “You have been very good. You have not disobeyed me, you have not tried to run. I thought it high time you were rewarded.” As he spoke, one hand dipped lower, disappearing under the water to grasp her thigh and then travel upwards beneath her dress.

He smirked when her breath hitched. “Th-thank you master.” She stammered out, rolling her hips downwards, chasing his touch. He rewarded her with a wet kiss to the crook of her neck.

“Good girl.” He purred as he finally touched her neglected pearl. “Now let me reward you.” He rolled the sensitive bud between his two fingers as his other hand cupped one of her heavy breasts, his thumb finding her nipple immediately.

Pleasure rippled through her as she succumbed to his touch. She was already on edge from having him inside her for so long with no relief. And with the feel of the warm water around her lower half and the solid mass of her master behind her, she was ready to fall. His hand shifted from her clit, slipping two of his fingers inside of her as the heel of his palm reconnected with the small bundle of nerves.

“This is what you can receive when you obey me. I will lavish you with gifts and treasures.” He took her earlobe between his teeth, causing her to shutter and clamp down on his fingers. “And ecstasy you could only dream of.” Her moans were carried out with the waves, going higher and higher with each shuddering breath. She clutched at his arms as the knot in her stomach tightened dangerously.

“Let go, give me your pleasure my pet.” She shattered in his arms with a howl, her end consuming her like the ocean that surrounded them. Kylo caught her swiftly as she sagged, her knees buckling. Carrying her bridal style, he walked from the waters to a shady grove a few metres away.

She was still struggling to breathe as he laid her upon the grass, quickly laying down next to her right after. There was no need for words as they each soaked up the perfectly warm rays of the sun, basking in the calmness of the moon. Yet all too soon, Y/N sat up with a smile.

“Let me take care of you too, master.” She rolled between his legs with a smirk and pulled his trousers down his muscular thighs. A groan slipped through his lips as she took him into her mouth, determined to serve her master thoroughly.

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Ambition, Butter, and Wine- Chapter 3

Master List / Previous Chapter

Warnings: Some light accidental torture

Chapter 3

Kylo was in bed two more days. On the second day your mouth went tight as he declined your offer to call the medbay. You were fully aware he was a “grown adult, who could call if he needed it.” but he wasn’t doing that. He was stubborn. You felt more pressure in the back of your head again. It had been happening with more and more frequency and you just knew it was him, poking at your thoughts. You had simi given him permission to and now it was like he was in your head all the time when you were around.

Everything had gone back to normal except for that. It was starting to give you a headache how frequently he was in there. You tried very hard to school your thoughts. Going over recipes in your head, measurements, the gossip of the day, anything except the two small things you wanted to keep from him. One, the fact that you had started making enough during his meals for you to have a portion, and two that you had a crush on him. It was ridiculous and it was easy enough to ignore when he was stalking around the halls in the dramatic cape and stupid helmet with his saber in easy reach, but in the morning he was so soft looking. His hair tousled and sleep still in the corners of his eyes, it just wasn’t fair that his man could go from soft cozy Kylo to Lord I’ll-kill-you-if-you-look-at-me-funny Ren. Not that you really cared as long as it wasn’t you he was killing.

The first secrete was spilled one day when he decided to be ‘nice’, and drop the tray off himself since he “had to pass by anyway.” and found you eating a not as nice version of the same meal you dropped off at lunch. The pressure was back and you could hear what you thought was a snort come from the metal helmet. You couldn’t clamp down your thoughts in time to something mundane like “I messed up the first batch and didn’t want it to go to waste.” No he had to read the whole alarm bells going off on a repeat of, I’m a thief! He’s definitely going to kill me now!

“Stop panicking. It’s a perk, not stealing.” You swear you could hear the smirk in his voice. He sat the tray down next to you and walked out. Well if that didn’t sound like permission to keep doing it, you don’t know what did. So that’s exactly what you did.

The second came out one night a few weeks later. By this point you had been solely cooking him meals for 4-5 months at this time. You’re not sure what he told the other chef or officers, although you expect he had come up with some special force secret dietary bullshit excuse. Especially after what one of your coworkers...that wasn’t right….people who work near you...asked what restrictions you had. You had pointedly ignored them, but when they continued you growled out menacingly that it wasn’t any of their business and to leave you the hell alone. You made sure to run that scene on repeat in your head when you dropped off Lord Ren’s food. His lip twitched, which was the equivalent of a full grin from anyone else.

Tonight wasn’t going as good as that night. In fact this went even more poorly than the first night when you walked in and he was in all of his comfortable night clothes, which he was in again. However you had gotten use to it, at least at night. You went about your business, setting the tray at the table while you waited for him to sit, have his obligatory bite, and either lip twitch or finger twitch in dismissal, depending on how happy he was with the meal.

It all came to a grinding halt when you turned and saw him reach for something. You had no clue what, and it could have been a stretch for all the good your observational skills did you, because your entire focus was on the small strip of skin that had been exposed on his belly. It was pale and smooth, and you really wanted to touch it to see if it’s as velvety as it looks. Your hand even raised up a little subconsciously. That’s when you felt it, the pressure at the back of your head. At the realization that he was in your head and had seen all of the thirst, a cold shiver ran down your spine and you started stumbling back towards the exit.

“Oh calm down!” He half shouts exasperated. “If I cut the head off of everyone that found me attractive, I really would have to wear the helmet all the time and Hux wouldn’t be here anymore.”

“Oh.” Well thank fuck for that! Wait...did he say…

“Yes, now get your head out of the gutter, I’m trying to eat here.”

“Yes sir.” But you couldn’t. Your brain conjuring up all sorts of things without your control.

“I said…”

“I know sir,” You interrupted, “and I’m trying. Maybe just stay out of my head for tonight. I’ll work on it so it doesn’t happen tomorrow.”

He narrows his eyes at you as he stands by the table. “Noted.” He concedes.

Well if he was going to stay out maybe you could just...yep that sweater makes his arms look good. It doesn’t hurt to look while he’s locked himself out, right? And oh stars you did look. Only for a minute until he twitched his hand and dismissed you.

You paused after you started to walk out, turning to face him again. “Just out of curiosity...when?” You felt another poke when he couldn’t sus out what you were asking.

The smirk spread on his face had you worried. “Dinner, day one.” Was all he said and turned back to his meal.

Well bantha tits, he’s known from the beginning! Than what’s the point of you hiding it all along? “Because I don’t want to hear about your sexual depravity towards my person. Your food isn’t that good.”

“Yes, sir.” You acknowledged as your body crawled back into it’s skin from which it jumped, scared. As you walked out, you broadcasted ‘Yes it is.’ and sort of hoped he was still listening in. It was getting harder and harder to tell.

He smirked as he bit into another mouthful. “You’re right, it is.” He said to himself.

Kylo knew he couldn’t keep you as a secret forever. With all the gossip on the base it was only a matter of time before someone became suspicious. He expected Phasma would find out first, which he wasn’t oppose so much about you making extra for her, but Hux on the other hand, he wasn’t going to let that happen. The others had been dumb enough to be fooled or weren’t so foolish to question about the special dietary restriction of a force user. That had been a good idea he picked from your brain. However, the other two commanders wouldn’t be persuaded so easily.

It happened! It finally happened! Hux had learned about you and asked for you to make his food as well. Kylo thought he was having such a good morning too, but he had seen the poorly constructed barrier in your head to try and keep him out. That wasn’t like you so of course he tore it down easily and watched as Hux cornered you in the kitchen. Of course you couldn’t turn down his request, but he could. He would march right in there and demand that Hux go back to the generic officer swill. As he watched you set the table like normal, a little bit of tremble in your hands, he uttered out a low “Mine.” that you surely couldn’t hear.

He pushed in further to your mind and saw you wince in pain at the pressure. He wanted to see the whole interaction in detail, usually he only skimmed your thoughts and emotions, most of the time you didn’t even notice. This he went a lot deeper.

Watching as Hux barged into the kitchen, hands behind his back and not a hair out of place. You were momentarily startled, but then ignored him in favor of the omelette you were plating up. It didn’t come out as nice as you wanted so you had set it aside to work on the second one for himself. He thought it looked fine, but learned early on you were a perfectionist. Hux grabbed the plate and started eating as he grilled you about your duties. You gave short, polite responses, but vague enough that Kylo could work with. He watched as Hux moaned around the fork in his mouth and told you to have his lunch ready too, “Whatever you were already fixing was fine.” Kylo also felt your jolt of response at the General’s moan, which made him growl out another “Mine” that you did hear.

Your head was pounding so hard that you had to stop what you were doing and press your palms to your temples. It felt like your skull would explode if you didn’t keep it in place. Flashbacks of this morning assaulted you and when the same pang of lust you had at hearing the General moan hit you this time, it brought you to your knees. Lord Ren had said something after that, but you couldn’t think straight. Finally you couldn’t contain it anymore and a whimper of pain left you.

Kylo’s refocused on the here and now when he heard the sad noise you made, shocked to see you almost curled in the fetal position at his feet. He scrambled back into his own head after seeing enough, leaving both of you panting with the effort. Tearing into the closet after composing himself, he sees you sit up out the corner of his eye. He handled your mind too roughly. Honestly if you had less semblance of self, it could have broken you, but you seemed fine. Anger and hurt rolled from you, but that was to be expected.

By the time your head clears and you can sit up properly to know you are still on the floor, you see Kylo with his pants changed and pulling his shirt off, his armor in hand. The food left untouched on the table. “What are you doing?”

“I’m going to talk to Hux, straighten out this mess.”

“Don’t. Just sit and eat. I’ll handle it.” You groan as you stand.

“Did you just order me?” He whips around to you, armor thrown to the bed as he stands before you. Pride is what you are giving off, along with a heavy dose of ambition. If he wasn’t worried about breaking you he would be digging into your mind again to see exactly what you were thinking.

“No sir. Sorry sir. I just like to fight my own battles and…” You lick your lips, trying to decide if you should say what you were thinking. Oh fuck it, you only live once right? “It also won’t hurt my career any to provide specialized meals to both you and the General.”

His eyes had started to soften, he could understand wanting to fight for yourself, but then you went and fucked it up. Sharing wasn’t in his nature and your ambition was too great. He grabbed you by the upper arm, squeezing just a bit too tight and pulled you to the table.

“Sit, eat. Hux ate yours and I’m going to go deal with him now. There are pain meds in the bathroom for the headache that will be on you soon.” He went and grabbed his armor off the bed, throwing it on as he exited his quarters, leaving you utterly confused.

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Rebel Scum pt. 3

Kylo Ren x Plus size!reader

Word Count: 1237 words

Warnings: none

Summary: The reader may have made a mistake by stopping Poe’s punishment, and now she has to answer to Kylo in wake of that.

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You fidgeted lightly as you watched them drag Poe from the room. You weren't sure what was waiting for him behind that door as it closed but at the moment, you were more nervous for yourself.

It wasn't a complete surprise to Kylo that there had been something between the two of you but that didn't mean that he was thrilled about it.

And you could tell.

As soon as you turned back around toward where your supreme leader was standing, his demeanor had changed completely.

The man’s shoulders were tense and stiff as he watched you approach where he was standing. He just wasn't sure how to react and didn't really know why.

There wasn't a doubt in Kylo's mind that you were loyal to him and that you loved him, but this was something he hadn't been expecting.

In the months that you’d been living with the first order, you had done anything necessary to further the cause without hesitance. By that standard, it shouldn’t have been that big of a deal to see Dameron executed because he was a rebel traitor.

Even so, Kylo understood.

You had spent most of your life in the company of the rebels and for a time, regarded them as your family. Not only that, but you had formed a bond with Poe Dameron so it would be hard to watch him die.

Kylo knew that first hand.

When he had been tasked to kill his own father, he struggled internally, worse than ever before. It had taken a lot out of him to carry out the act but he’d done it.

There was no doubt in his mind that you would get to the point where it would be no big deal but it would take some work and that was okay. It wasn’t the halting of his execution that bothered Kylo...it was something else entirely.

Kylo was jealous.

It upset him that you had ever shared the bed of another man. It bothered him that you’d ever fallen in love with another person and it bothered him that that person was Poe Dameron above all.

The pilot was in no way good enough for you and never had been in his entire miserable life. No one understood you the way that Kylo did and it made his blood boil to know that Poe had loved you before him.

And you understood that.

Kylo was very expressive, whether or not he knew it and you could read every single look that crossed his handsome face. The man was wrestling with a lot at once but he’d forgotten that he didn’t have to do it alone.

You were there for him and would talk to him over anything, if he wanted to do so. The problem would be that Kylo would never come to you with an issue like that.

“What are you thinking about?” you wondered, dropping all formalities even though you felt uncomfortable in doing so. You needed to know what he was thinking, even though you couldn’t figure it out on your own.

Kylo was not only your supreme leader, and your friend but he was also the man you loved.

However, that didn't make him any more transparent.

The man shrugged his broad shoulders at first, looking at you with hesitance all over his face. He was thinking about something, that much was clear.

But, if you knew anything about him, it was going to be worse than pulling teeth to get him to share. Kylo was just the kind of man who had been trained to keep his feelings a secret, rather than be open about it.

Not that you were going to let him be that way now.

"Come on Kylo, you know that's not going to work" you teased, snuggling up to his side, in a way that you'd only done when no one else was around. It was only on special occasions that the two of you got this close, but under these circumstances...it was necessary.

It was true, he wasn't going to be able to keep that up for long. Eventually, that dam that he'd built up around his heart was going to crumble and it would all come out anyway, so it was better he did it the easy way.

Before anything else, he let out a heavy sigh.

That was the action that started it all. After that sigh, his fists balled up as he thought about what he wanted to say, and the best way to go about it. There wasn't a good way to admit that he was jealous, but it was better to get it out of the way.

So he did.

As quickly and painlessly as possible.

"The idea of you and Dameron makes me want to split his skull in two" he seethed, nearly making you laugh when the words left his lips. The only thing that stopped you, was the look in his eyes.

Kylo was completely serious.

Something about the past between you and the pilot was really getting to him, even though it was nothing but the past.

You had no feelings for the man now, you just didn't want to have to watch him die.

That was all...but convincing Kylo of that wasn’t going to be easy.

He had never seen so much emotion from you as when he was going to kill the man, and that bothered him. Obviously, you had cared for him very much if you were willing to directly disobey your supreme leader on his behalf.

“Seeing him again made me feel similarly, believe me” it was you that sighed this time, thinking about all the anger and shame that had bubbled up inside you when you saw him again.

You hated the woman that you had been with him, and the lies you’d had to tell yourself just to stay sane. You knew every day that you were lying to him, and that it would break his heart if he every found out...

But you couldn’t stop.

It wasn’t until coming here that you understood who you truly were.

“But Kylo, I could never care for him the way that I care for you. I was a different person when Poe and I were together...I wasn’t me” you reasoned, reaching down to take his hand in your own.

He relaxed ever so slightly at the contact as you ran your thumb over the various, small cuts on the back of his hand. They were old, and had healed long ago by this point, but each one was a reminder of his strength and willpower.

It was clear as you spoke that you meant every word.

However, Kylo’s jealously had never been about you. The jealousy that Kylo held was toward the pilot. He knew that you loved him more than anything in the galaxy, but it was the fact that there had been anyone before him that really made his blood boil.

And unfortunately, there was nothing you could do to change that.

The past had happened, no matter what you did, and that was the problem Kylo really had. He wanted you to belong only to him, he wanted your past, present, and future to be his...but that just wasn’t possible.

...Unless he killed the only thing the reminded him of it.

He had to kill Poe Dameron, and you both knew it.

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