A/N: Mature scenes to follow that include graphic sexual content. Please be aware if you choose to proceed.
Tags: Low Intensity, Lovemaking, Gentle, Aftercare
You should have known better, your mind criticized. You're such an idiot.
You wanted to get out of this dress, these shoes, forget that tonight ever happened. The words that fumbled out of your mouth over dinner echoed in your ears, tormenting you.
"I love you," you had said, his face freezing as they hung out in the open air between you. He was so caught off guard that he was rendered speechless, very unlike the Supreme Leader. He didn't say it back, didn't acknowledge it at all, just stared at you.
Your heels clicked viciously against the polished floors as you rushed back to his chambers. You fucking idiot, you repeated while the automatic doors granted you access. You darted to the bedroom, scamping around frantically to find your things. How quickly could you get off this godforsaken ship?
The sound of the automatic doors opening stopped you in your tracks, his hulking figure casting a shadow over you.
"What are you doing?" Kylo's voice nearly brought tears of embarrassment to your eyes.
"I'm leaving," you replied, your fingers trembling.
"Why?" he sounded genuinely confused, almost as if he was concerned.
You couldn't bring yourself to look at him. You knew if you did you would cry from the way your heart squeezed in your chest. "I made a mistake."
His heavy footsteps moved slowly to you until he loomed behind you, the scent of sweet leather coating your brain. Your mouth dried as you swallowed, lower lip trembling.
"Look at me," he sincerely pleaded.
With a brief hesitation, you slowly turned to him, your eyes hovering on his tunic before his fingers met the underside of your chin. He tilted your face up to meet his, his warm, brown eyes locked on yours.
You stopped breathing, your brain catching up with your body as he cupped your face in his massive hands. Before you could prepare yourself he captured your mouth with his own, sucking the life out of you in an instant.
This is happening, it's really happening, your mind rejoiced.
Your lips pressed back against his, your breath returning to your lungs. His hand brushed the hair out of your face as he deepened the kiss, his tongue gliding across your lower lip.
There was something urgent and charged as if you needed him to be able to exist. You shivered as his fingers ran down the sides of your neck to your sides, your mouth parting to allow his tongue access. A moan rose from your throat as you kissed, his arms wrapping around you to pull your body against his.
"Kylo—" you gasped as his lips trailed down your jaw, sighing softly as he kissed just below your ear.
"Shh," he whispered against your skin, brushing your hair out of his way as he kissed down your neck. You willingly presented your throat, letting your head fall to the other side into his hand, his thumb tracing your lower lip. "It's alright," Kylo breathed, biting your skin softly.
As he tugged at your skin between his teeth you wrapped your arms around his neck, standing on your tiptoes. He smiled against your collarbone, kissing it once more before reaching down to hoist you onto his hips and pushed you back against the wall.
Kylo pinned you there while holding your jaw in his hand as he angled your face away from him, allowing his lips to suck on the side of your neck while you moaned, writhing in his arms. Your legs wrapped tightly around his waist as you arched your back, thrusting your hips into his.
He chuckled at your body's response, glancing at the marking he left on your throat. "Gods," he kissed the blemish again, causing you to squeal. "You taste so good," he murmured and worked his way back down to your collarbone.
You could feel every inch of his body against yours, especially since your dress was so tight against your skin. He kissed the plunging neckline to tease you, his lips tantalizingly close to the tops of your breasts.
"I need you," you breathed, your fingers running through his hair. Kylo tightened his hold around your thighs and locked his lips on the base of your throat as he turned around to set you on the bed.
Lowering you to the edge of the mattress, your demeanor changed. What was ravenous and eager just moments ago was now blushing and meek. Your hands grasped the hem of your dress as if trying to be modest. He tenderly held your wrists in his hands, looking deep into your eyes.
"You don't need to be shy around me," Kylo reassured. He delicately reached behind your back to pull down the zipper as the straps fell loosely from your shoulders. After a fleeting moment, you shimmied out of it and he tugged the black garment down your ankles, draping it on the floor as he knelt between your legs.
"You are so perfect," he sighed and took your breasts in his hands, kissing them softly. You arched your back, your hands leaning behind to hold you up as he massaged them, kissing and sucking tenderly.
His eyes knew every inch of you. Kylo could draw a picture from memory of every part: from your soft mouth that used to laugh at his sarcastic quips, your small hands that would graze his when reaching for the controls, to your eyes that lingered on him as he crossed the bridge deck. All things you thought he never paid attention to, he savored. The longing and desire charged his lips as Kylo ravaged you.
"Gods," He kissed and nipped another part of your chest as he spoke. Your skin was warm and soft, his tongue ravishing your sweetness. "Every..part of you...is so...fucking, perfect," he couldn't get enough of you. Between each kiss and moan, you had to remind yourself to breathe as he tried to take in every bit of your taste and scent.
His lips wrapped around your firm nipple, sucking and tugging on it. "You are my world," he whispered. "You are perfect for me," he switched to your other breast, swirling his tongue around it.
Your body squirmed with pleasure, your hips bucking each time he sucked on your nipple, moans pleading for more. You suddenly clawed at his back, pulling until his tunic came over his head. Kylo drew away from you just long enough to discard his apparel on the floor beside your dress before wrapping his arms around you again.
"Mm," Kylo moaned and wrapped his arms underneath yours, your bodies pressing together for the first time. The cool air coated his skin and contrasted the warmth of your body against his torso, causing goosebumps to rise on his arms.
"C'mere, baby girl," he whispered, guiding you to lay back on the bed. He leaned over, kissing his way down your body from your neck to your breasts and over your belly, pausing at the waistline of your panties. "I need to have you."
"Please," you squirmed as his breath tickled your skin.
Kylo smiled, sensing your neediness. He dragged them down your legs and you kicked them off your ankles, squeezing your thighs together. He knelt in front of you, his hands resting on your knees.
"Spread your legs for me, baby," he urged, running his hands down your thighs.
Your breath hitched in your throat as you parted them, allowing him to fully breathe you in. He kissed up your thigh, your muscles both flexing and relaxing under his touch as he inched closer to your center.
"Oh, gods," you gasped, overwhelmed by emotion and sensations. He could feel your heat on his cheek as his lips grazed the inside of your thigh.
"Your smell is intoxicating," he muttered.
Your knees lifted and lowered with your hips as he breathed on your pink folds. He could see them glisten as you rocked, eager to be touched. Wrapping his arms underneath your legs to keep you steady, he planted a kiss just above your clit, your body buckling in anticipation. Kylo smirked, basking in the power over your body that he held before gliding his tongue down your wet slit.
A deep moan rocked through your body, your hands grasping the sheets as he held your legs still. Pulling them open more, he rolled his tongue around your swollen clit, drawing small circles before taking it between his lips.
Your moans alternated with gasps for air and whimpers of pleasure. Your legs trembled as he opened them, his hands curling around the front to hold your lips open. "Gods, you taste so fucking good," he gasped, your juices coating his lips. He became ravenous, unable to stop licking and sucking every inch of your warm, aching pussy.
"Don't stop," you whined, bucking your hips into his face. As you thrust into him, Kylo slid his tongue into your pussy, his thumb circling your clit. Your breath wavered in your throat as your walls clenched in response to the welcome invader. "It feels so good," you breathed.
"MMmm," he moaned into you, lapping up the juices as your hips bucked, wanting to feel your space filled.
"I want you," you cried. "Please," your spine curved off the bed again.
Kylo couldn't wait anymore. He pulled his arms out from under you, undoing his pants in haste as he watched you. Your eyes widening when his cock sprung free, aching and pulsing for you. You sat up and shifted back onto the bed, biting your lip apprehensively.
"Hey, look at me, love," he quickly diverted your attention, his hand cupping the side of your face as he hovered over you. "You are mine, and I'm never going to hurt you, I promise," he murmured, pressing his forehead against yours. You gazed into his eyes before nodding, your pulse thundering in your ears.
He positioned himself between your legs and you grasped his arms, waiting for him to enter. Using his hand he guided his tip to the entrance of your enlarged slit, swirling it in your juices.
"Oh, gods, you're so wet," he moaned before pushing inside of you.
Your body tensed under him, your legs tightening as your fingers grasped his arms. You underestimated your ability to accommodate him right away, his thickness parting you wide open.
"MMM fuck," he groaned, pausing for a moment to catch his breath. "I know, shh, I know, baby."
Kylo waited until you relaxed before sliding further, your juices and warmth tightening around his cock with every inch. "Oh, baby girl— gods, you're so perfect," he whispered before forcing his cock deeper inside of you.
Your body finally eased under him as his hips firmly pressed against yours, your pussy entirely engulfing his length. You gasped loudly as his cock sank into the warmth, your insides adjusting to make room for him.
You pushed her face into the crook of his neck and groaned, "It feels so good." Your breath trembled against his skin as he drew back slightly, only to drive back into you, testing your comfort.
When a moan parted your lips, Kylo began to rock steadily, back and forth, your breaths matching each time your hips met. You began to drive your pelvis against his, grunts ripping through his chest as you met his thrusts.
"Gods, baby," he groaned and established his pace, firm and stimulating with every thrust. He captured your lips again as your bodies moved together, your breaths and groans mixing in pleasure.
"Does that feel good?" Kylo muttered against your lips, his luscious eyes locked on yours.
"Yes, don't stop," you whimpered, feeling the sensations building in your lower stomach. Your legs coiled around his hips as your hands wrapped around his back, nails digging into his skin as Kylo pumped in and out, his pace quickening.
"Fuck, baby," he curled his hands under your back, hooking them on your shoulders, and began to pull you down to meet his thrusts. "You are mine, my good girl," he grunted into your ear.
Your muscles began to quiver, your hips bucking as your orgasm began to swell, your inner thighs shuddering. "I— I want to cum—"
"Yes, baby girl," Kylo groaned, your twitching walls squeezing his cock as he continued his hard, rhythmic pounding into you. "Cum for me," he encouraged, pulling you harder against his hips.
His words granting permission, you tilted your head back against the pillows as your walls contracted around him, almost forcing his cock out of your flexing pussy. Your mouth popped open silently at first but took only a brief moment for a loud, hearty moan to come out as you climaxed.
"Kylo—"
"Ohh, fuck, good girl— oh, fuck I'm gonna cum," he kept his pace, thrusting into you as your orgasm rippled through your body. Your legs constricted around his waist as you writhed, holding him deep into you as he came, pressing his hips against your secure grip.
"Oh fuck," he grunted, sucking air through his clenched jaw. Your heart pounded in your ears as you heaved air into your lungs, your face resting in the crook of his neck while you panted together.
You stayed intertwined as your bodies came down from the high, his arms wrapped around your body while your legs relaxed their hold on his waist. Though you felt as if you could sleep through the next week, his scent was like a drug that you were addicted to, unable to ignore it. You wanted to be even closer to him, held by him, be his everything.
"C'mere," he murmured, barely audible. You both groaned as he pulled out, your walls caving in where he once was, the juices and cum still coating his entire shaft.
You rolled onto your side as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into his chest. Your knee hitched, curling up and over his thigh as you settled against his warm body. You nuzzled your face into his chest as he brushed loose hair away from your face.
"I'm so sorry," you mumbled against him, a blush rising in your cheeks.
Kylo grabbed your chin, eyebrows furrowed. "Don't you ever say that to me, again," he commanded, his eyes locked on yours "You never need to tell me that you're sorry for expressing your feelings to me. Do you understand?"
Your eyes darted back and forth as you read his face, hesitating to accept his demand. You blinked to fight back tears that threatened your eyelids, nodding slightly. "I love you, Kylo," you whispered, your voice cracking slightly.
He kissed your forehead and pressed his cheek into your hair. "You are my whole world. I am never going to let you go again," he murmured. "I promise."
You felt a tear roll down your cheek and fall onto his chest as he cradled you. You couldn't tell for certain if they were tears of happiness or release. Perhaps he felt the same relief and peace washing over him as you did now; the wounds, the longing, and hurt from all this time dissolving as you held each other. You could breathe without the sharp sting of bitterness and regret, you could touch each other without hesitation or distrust, and you could look into each other's eyes and not feel the strain of concealing how you truly felt.
