You sigh as the thick red velvet slips across your skin. The styling droid works fast to button the tiny cloth buttons that begin just above your lower back stopping mid back. You smirk to yourself watching your leg slip out of the slit that goes almost to your waist. When the dressmaker first sent you the designs you wanted a slit added, mostly because keeping up with your Lord husband's long strides was hard enough in heels and a gown without it being like a second skin. So the slit helped you keep up, but you were hoping that maybe the slit would catch your Lord husband's eye.

In the six months since you were pulled from your planet of Vitaos to be the Empress of the Galaxy (and make your pig-like father even richer) you had hardly seen your husband. You hadn't met him until an hour before your wedding when he marched into your sitting room. You shiver as you remember him grabbing your chin between his black gloved fingers. You swallowed heavily as you stared into the soulless mask of the gigantic man that was to be your husband.

No one in the room moved all eyes on you and the Supreme Leader. He slowly turned your head to one side and then the next. You could feel a buzzing inside your head and you braced yourself for him to look inside your mind. Your advisors and ladies' maids had all warned you that he would probably tear through your mind. You were shocked at the care he gave you as he slowly made you face him again, "What are we going to do with you?"

Before you could answer he dropped his hand motioned to his second in command General Hux and he was gone in a flash of his black cape.

You were pulled from your thoughts by the styling droid, "Will that be all Empress?"

You smiled and nodded watching as the droid left. Sitting at your vanity you smiled when your best friend Lady Rose Hux walked into your room, "I found it. I don't know why he has to make such a big deal about you wearing this tonight."

As she stepped closer you stood and smiled at her, your hand going to her round belly, "How is the future General doing?"

Rose chuckled, "He's fine. Been kicking up a storm today."

You smirk as you take the black velvet box from her hands, "I bet your Lord husband loves that."

You slowly open the box and pull out your crown the Emperor has designed for your wedding and coronation. The black kyber crystals almost sang to you as the crown was pinned into place by Rose.

Rose looks at you in the mirror, "You're beautiful you know that."

You slowly give her a sad smile, "Maybe tell my husband that."

Rose smirked, "He won't be able to keep his eyes off you tonight."

You shook your head, "We are a marriage in name only. He hates me."

Rose sighed, "I don't think so. Armie says he's difficult, Snoke did a number on both of them."

"Maybe you're right, but he still thinks of the Jedi. I can hear it at night when he does sleep. His yearning for her. I am the means to an end. If he can't have her, he will pick when and I will give him an heir."

Rose gently wiped away a small tear that was falling from your eye, "No more talk like that. How long have we been friends?"

You chuckle, "Our mothers said from the womb."

Rose nodded, giving you one of those dazzling smiles, "I didn't think I would like Armie. Remember when your father told us both we were being sent to be breeding stock for the First Order? But it all worked out for me. You can't give up on your happy ending."

Giving her a sad smile you pull her into a warm hug, "I am so glad it did work out for you." Pulling away you smiled at her, "Let's go get this ball over with so we can get you and my godson off your feet."

The two of you walked to the blaster doors of your quarters. Rose fussed with your crown and nodded, stepping behind you. With a wave of your hand the doors opened to find your personal bodyguard Cardo Ren awaiting the two of you. Nodding to him, you stepped out and began the walk to the Ball Room where you would sit and watch others enjoy life. You would sit and envy them for the joy you felt in the room. You would sit next to a husband who hadn't even kissed you even though you were married. You would sit and be what you were the backup plan.

–

As was protocol, you arrived last to the gala. Your Emperor and lord husband was already sitting on his throne. Taking a deep breath Cardo Ren opened the large doors and Admiral Hux with Rose by his side announced your arrival, "All RISE for the ethereal Empress Ren of the Final Order!"

Slowly keeping your head held high you walked toward the dias where your husband was watching you. Slowly climbing the stairs, you eased to your knees in front of your Emperor, bowing down you placed a small kiss on the tip of his boot.

Slowly your lord husband stood his hand coming into your line of vision, his fingers crooking slowly. You slipped your hand into his and let him help pull you to your feet. You smiled at him as you turned to the audience in attendance.

The roar of cheers was deafening. The Emperor slowly moved you, helping you sit on your throne. Kylo turned to the crowd, "The Empress and I want to thank you all for being here tonight. We also want to welcome the esteemed King of Zofo-9, let this banquet be the start of a wonderful partnership for the good of the entire Empire!"

You watched as Kylo slowly sat down, his fists gripping the armrests of his throne. Admiral Hux began his speech and you felt yourself losing interest. You could feel your eyes well up a little with tears. Besides Rose you had never felt more alone in all your life. You hoped that one day the Emperor may at least breed you soon so you could have a child to keep you company. Taking a steading breath you tried to focus on Admiral Hux, not noticing the soft buzzing in the back of your head or that the Emperor was staring right at you.

–

The food and drinks had been flowing for quite some time. You smiled to yourself watching as Rose and Admiral Hux danced closely together. You watched as Rose smiled at her husband making the poor man turn a dark crimson. When you softly chuckled you noticed your husband turned to look at you, you gave him a sad smile and picked up your wine glass bringing it to your lips.

You were trying to figure out a way to go back to your quarters early when the King of Zofo-9 approached bowing to you and the Emperor, "Emperor, I have noticed that the Empress has not danced yet tonight. I was wondering if I could have the honor?"

You tried to school your face, knowing that anyone could see your shock. In the past six months and all the galas and dinners, no one had ever asked most people too scared of your husband. If they only knew he wouldn't cross the street for you if you were on fire. Your husband's head snapped toward you as if he was reading your mind.

Clearing your throat you smiled sweetly at King Cavill, "That is a very sweet request your highness, but I really shouldn't."

King Cavill smirked at you, "Oh come now remember when we were at Junior Republic training? I seem to remember you loved to dance."

Your face flushed and you fought with yourself to clear your mind. If your husband was going to be pissed about a dance, you wouldn't want to know you had your first orgasm in the back of then Prince Cavill's Speeder at the tender age of seventeen. "I really must…"

"You may dance with the Empress if she agrees."

Both you and King Cavill looked at your husband. King Cavill beamed at you, holding his hand out to you, "See let me be honored Empress."

You stood up slowly starting to reach for his hand, when a large leather gloved hand grabbed your wrist, his thumb slowly caressing your pulse point, "Just remember who you leave with my Empress."

You felt a surge of something from your husband and it was gone just as fast as you felt it. "Of course my Lord Emperor."

Slowly you put your hand in King Cavill's letting him walk you down the few stairs of the dias to the dance floor. When you heard the song start you knew this wasn't going to end well. It was a traditional love dance from Zofo-9. The beat sensual as King Cavill pressed his front to your back, his strong arm banding around your waist.

He began spinning you around the dance floor and you were taken back to those retreats of your youth. At one time Cavill was to be your betrothed but your father had pulled out of the deal at the last minute, feeling you were worth more. You sighed as you felt him harden behind you, his breath warm on your ear, "He doesn't even know what he has does he?"

You felt heat hit your veins, your stomach warming and other places as you danced, "It is treason to talk to me like that!"

Cavill smirked, leaning in, his hand on your waist moved up discreetly, his thumb grazed your nipple and you bit down a whimper as your eyes landed on your husband who was listening to Admiral Hux but you knew he was staring directly at you.

Cavill pulled you close his mouth hot at your ear, "I know it's treason but it seems like a waste to have your hot little hole going empty every night."

Pulling away you bowed and didn't look at anyone as you stormed toward the door. You weren't the young woman he knew before any longer, you were the fucking Empress of the Galaxy and yes your husband may hate you but you would be damned if you would dishonor him.

You didn't slow even as you noticed Cardo running to catch up. You got into the elevator trying to hold in the tears. Cardo got on the elevator and turned facing out blocking you from prying eyes. When the door closed, Cardo turned his head, "Are you well Empress?"

You shook your head no, but didn't make a sound as tears streamed from your eyes. Cardo sighed looking back at the elevator door. You wanted to get out of this gown and cry yourself to sleep in private.

–

Hux had been droning on and on about the final stages of the trade agreement they needed to finish up in the morning with Zofo-9. But Kylo couldn't focus, his eyes followed you as that pompous pretty boy spun you around. He could hear the filthy thoughts the man had running through his mind. He couldn't seem to read yours, almost as if you were blocking him. Though force sensitive you weren't trained in the force but still from time to time he felt a pull almost to your mind. He found himself often in your presence gently looking into your mind. The main reason being he hadn't wanted an Empress, his heart still so broken from losing Rey at the Battle of Exegol. But slowly you had worn him down with your easy smile and your caring heart. He hadn't figured his Empress would be so warm, but you were what the people of the Empire needed to rebuild from years of war.

His head snapped up and he saw red when he watched you storm out of the gala. He motioned to Cardo to follow you as he pounded down the stairs of the dias and flung his hand out, raising the great pretty boy known as King Cavill into the air. Walking slowly toward him, Kylo seethed, "YOU DEAR TOUCH MY EMPRESS?"

Cavill chuckled, "She was mine before she was yours."

Kylo dropped him, leaning down he forced the man to look at him, "But she wasn't all yours was she? I doubt you could seal the deal. A woman like that, her taste like honey and you came in your pants like a child. A woman like that needs more than a pretty boy nerf herder." Looking at Admiral Hux and Viccurl, "Take this piece of shit to the interrogation room. I will be there shortly."

Stomping out the same way his Empress had gone, when he stepped into the elevator and the door had shut he reached into his robes and adjusted his traitor cock. He was done waiting, it was time to show his wife just what he thought of her.

–

You had just stepped out of the fresher having needed to clean the scent of King Cavill off your skin. You had a towel wrapped around you, your tears having dried up in the shower. Walking into your closet you dropped your towel and flicked through your nightgowns when you heard the blaster doors to your quarter open. You gasped grabbing the first robe you could find wrapping yourself in it. Turning you were shocked to see your husband standing in the doorway of your closet, his chest heaving. "You left."

You nodded, getting on your knees, you bow your head, your voice sounding watery and soft, "I had a headache and wasn't feeling well. I'm sorry Lord husband."

Kylo slowly approached you, noticing how your head stayed bowed. He slowly took off his gloves dropping them on your vanity, his helmet following. You kept your breathing steady as his boots came into view. You closed your eyes when you felt his fingers gently tip your face up to his. And for the first time in six months of marriage you stared into the deep whiskey brown eyes of your husband. His fingers caressed your cheek, "What did he do to displease you?"

You shook your head, "It is nothing my lord, he was a friend when I was younger. He always had a way of forgetting himself."

Kylo hummed, "Get up."

Slowly standing you wanted to die when the robe fell open, you went to keep it closed when you felt Kylo's hand on your stomach. "You're such a delicate thing. Precious even." You weren't sure what was happening as you felt his hand ghost up your stomach tracing the underside of your breasts. "Hiding under gowns and protocol. But underneath it all this warm skin." He stood in silence as his hand wandered. Clearing his throat he motioned you to follow him. Taking off his cape he sat on your bed, pulling you to stand between his legs.

Your breath caught in your throat when he ran his hands up to your shoulders slowly letting the robe fall behind you on the floor. "You have been a problem. Slowly sinking into soul, I didn't even realize that until I saw that mother fucker touch your nipple."

You gasped, "Kylo, I didn't…."

He chuckled his hand resting on your breasts he watched your face as he twisted them between his fingers, "Touching you is only for me, the Galaxy will know that soon. But I think you need to know."

You start to speak but the words die in your throat as his lips replace his fingers. He sucked one hard peak into his mouth making both of you moan. Letting the nipple go with a hard pop, he keeps his eyes on yours as he takes the other nipple into his mouth. "You know I lost someone important to me before you came and even though I knew I needed an Empress I wasn't ready. But watching that son of a bitch touch you, TOUCH WHAT'S MINE, I have to make my needs known."

You are almost panting at this point, your voice shaky, "Y-your needs?"

He hummed his hand now kneading your breasts, "Yes my needs." Grabbing your hand he pressed it against his hardened length, "You did this to me. You seem to do this to me often now. Do you feel how much I need?"

Your eyes roll back in your head as you try to wrap your hand around his cock. Your eyes shot open as you feel him ease one long finger into your cunt, "Ooohhh…..Emperor…."

Kylo chuckled, his lips kissing a path from your breasts to your lips, "No, when we are here together you will call me sir or Kylo."

You nodded your head, almost feeling your knees buckle when his thumb flicks across your clit. Before you can fall he flips the two of you so you're on your back. He stands up and looks smug as he pushes his finger back into you. He hums, "Is all this for me? Or is it for him?"

He pulls his finger out and shows you the slick, "It's for you."

Kylo smugly smirks as he pulls his tunic over his head letting it fall to the floor, his fingers going into his mouth suckling on your arousal, "So fucking good…..Who is this for again?"

His fingers start flicking your clit as he watches your slick gush through your folds. You moan, "It's for you…Please…."

He moves fast pinning you down his nose gently touching yours, "Who am I?"

You gasp, "Sir, sir, it's all for you sir."

He looks at you like the devil himself as he eased off your body sliding to the floor on his knees. He pulls you to the edge of the bed, his eyes on you as he stares at your cunt. His hand almost reverently caressing your hairless mound. "Did you keep this pretty little cunt shaved when he finger fucked you in that speeder?"

You try to move to get away from him, but he uses the force to hold you in place, his tongue flicking out to lick along your seam. "Did he get to put his mouth on you?"

You shake your head no, "NO, no it was over quick our chaperones found us."

You feel the buzzing in your head get intense, watching his face you watch as he grins wide, "You hardly even came for the bastard." Kylo's eyes were trained on your pussy as he parted your lower lips, "I will have to kill him for even knowing what you feel like, but first I think I need to make some things clear."

Before you can say anything his mouth is on you. Throwing you head back you moan as his large nose grinds against your clit as his tongue devours you. Your fingers sink into his dark ebony locks, pulling a little as your hips start to come off the bed, your whole body feeling hot. "Sir…..sir please…."

Kylo looked up at you, the shine on his face from your tight cunt. "Kylo….sir…..please."

He chuckled, "Please what, little one?"

"Please …more….."

Kylo doubles his efforts, "What my pet? What do you need more of?"

Your hips are now bouncing off the bed, "I need more….please….."

Kylo buries his mouth into your cunt, his lips sealing around you clit as two long fingers fuck you open. You can feel it building inside you, your whole body was on fire. You cry out tears streaming down your face at the intensity of it all, "SIRRRR…."

You come back to yourself and see Kylo licking his lips. Leaning up a little you lick his face and feel him grind into your leg, pushing him over slowly you straddle him as you lick his face clean of your essence. He growls pulling you into a kiss that makes you melt all the way to your soul. You can feel yourself grinding down on him, your slick covering the large tent in his pants. Pulling away you slowly move down his body, your tongue coming out to swirl around his flat nipple. He groans, his hand going to your hair tightening as he jerks you back to his mouth, "What a good girl, such a good little one do you want to take my cock? Make you mine completely? I won't EVER let you go."

You nod your head as he puts you on your back. Standing the Emperor of the Galaxy keeps his eyes on yours as he slowly kicks off his boots. Then his hands go to the snaps on his pants, making fast work he pushes them to the floor, his hand going to his rigid member that is red and angry. Kneeling on the bed, he brings your legs around his waist, his eyes flick to yours, "Don't close your eyes little one, I want you to see me crave you into mine. I'm going to tear you apart and put you back together again."

Panting you nodded, "Yes, sir please I need you. Please!"

He slowly prods your entrance, pushing inside you slowly. He watches as he sinks inside you slowly, "Keep breathing little one, we're almost there. FUUUUUCCCKKK you're tight. This won't last long, but I promise next time." He grunts as he bottoms out watching your face, "Next time I will fuck you long and hard. Now what do we say little one?"

You whine as he pulls out a little and slams back into you, "Yes sir. Oh gods Kylo MOVE."

He starts out slow snapping his hips driving himself deeper, "Fuck you feel so good wrapped around me."

You gasp feeling the pleasure build within you, "Sir….sir….my love…I'm not going to last."

He snarls as he picks up the pace, "THEN CUM."

You feel him move your legs tightening around his middle hitting you in a new spot that makes you scream out as your release crashes around you.

Kylo growls as his hands tighten on your hips, his cock surging filling you as you both come down from your high. When you open your eyes, your fingers are gently running through his sweaty hair as he lays panting on your chest. Your voice soft, "I thought you hated me."

Kylo chuckled, "Heartbroken as I was when I met you, you still made me hard as visgard when I first saw you."

Contently you close your eyes, a feeling of love overtaking you. You open your eyes and see Kylo staring wide eyed, "My …..Kylo? What's the matter?"

Kylo smashes his lips to yours, pulling away he growls, "DON'T FUCKING MOVE I WILL BE BACK."

You sit up on your elbows staring as he grabs everything pulling on his clothes. "Whe….where are you going?"

Disappearing into your closet he comes out with his helmet and his gloves. Leaning down he pulls you into another searing kiss, "I'm going to kill that piece of shit and then we're doing that again before I take you away for a few days. Don't fucking move or I will be forced to turn that sweet little ass red."

WIth one last snarl he marches out of your quarters. You can faintly hearing him call out orders as he goes. You fall back on the bed smiling to yourself maybe you weren't the back up plan so much as a happy surprise.