12| making up.

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-smutttyyyy

"Ok, hear me out." You began. You were standing outside of Kylo's quarters, him standing in the door frame visibly angry. "I know what I did was wrong, looking through your stuff and all but why?"

You placed your hands on your hips waiting for an answer from him. You wanted to know why you were here. Was this marriage a joke to him?

"I can't tell you!" He raised is voice, fingers going up to punch the bridge of his nose.

Between your heated argument and now you had moped around in bed all morning, worrying about the mess you had caused. If only you hadn't looked through his desk, saw those papers and maybe tried to be a better lier you wouldn't have ruined the sweet moment. But you did. And it wasn't sitting right with you, or Kylo either.

Kylo knew you'd find out sooner or later. The plan that was typed out on the page you had found was actually Hux's ideas. 'A genius plan' as he'd put it, but Kylo didn't like it. He wanted to take over the whole galaxy, yes, but not by bringing royal families into a false sense of security only to be obliterated within days. But, he had to follow Hux's orders as much as he hated them, because Snoke would have none of his temper tantrums and lashings at the end of the day.

Kylo knew he had anger issues. It was all because of his work. It made him stressed and anxious all at the same time. He truly did want power and control over everything. It was in his blood. After all he is the grandson of Vader.

"Please, try to explain it to me?" Your voice broke Kylo's thoughts and he opened his eyes to meet your, already, glossy ones. He looked at you, hair tied up, remnants of a face mask on the sides of your face and your curves showing through the tight pink fabric that covered your body.

He tried to think of an excuse to tell you, a lie even. He didn't want you to know that he'd gone along with this plan, just so that he would get his own power and glory out of it.

"I can't." A beat.

"But why? This- everything, what's going on?" You reply instantaneously shooting him a concerned look.

Kylo pulled you into his quarters unexpectedly, gripping your wrists harshly and pinning your frame onto the back of the closed door. His breath was hot against your face, lips only inches away from yours.

"I'll explain to you." He flickers his eyes up and down your face, "Once I'm ready to." Lips find your own and he's kissing you furiously, like you would disappear any second. His touch lingered along your neckline, fingers fumbling with the gold chain of the necklace he gave you, whilst his other hand snuck it's way up the loose end of your jumper.

His hand began to explore your upper body and roam all over your chest. You were too invested into the kiss and his hand skimming over your bra caught you by surprise, and you moaned at the sudden impact. His kisses were harsh and rough, but also affectionate at the same time. The pace he was going at was spurring you on as well, wanting to keep up with his lips and his own movements. He started to tease you through your bra only making you melt into his body more, him grinding on you.

He pulled away from you and picked you up, hands splayed out on your hips for support and your head resting on his shoulder as he took you to his bedroom. He closed the door behind him and threw you onto his bed.

"Take your clothes off."

"But-"

"Did I stutter?" His tone was evidently harsh, he really did want you naked in a matter of seconds.

You peeled off your clothes, half filled with fear and excitement. Throwing your jumper on the floor and flinging your bra off, your upper body was bare as you continued to slide off your bottoms, along with your underwear and socks. Kylo sat down on the armchair facing the bed, facing you. His eyes were on your body, looking it up and down as a smirk appeared on his face. He began to undo his own pants, unbuckling his belt placing it on the desk nearby, sliding off his dark garments. His hand slipped under his underwear as he began to touch himself.

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