-smutttyy
You couldn't remember a thing about last night. You didn't want to, actually. It was a mess, all the memories that you had retained all merged into one big blur of stupidity and heartbreak.
You faintly remember how you stuck by Camille's side as she got rushed to a hospital for medical attention, you continuously muttering apologies into her ear trying to keep her conscious. She got shot near her chest and she bled out fast. Kylo was there to help. He was the one who took you both to the nearby hospital in the centre of the city and using his status and evil mind tricks, got Camille into the best care possible.
He didn't stay the night, like you had done. He left without saying a word to you. He didn't speak to you at all last night. There was this awkward tension between the two of you, or that's what you thought it was. You kept stealing glances at him all through the night, but didn't know if he was looking at you. His mask was on. Of course.
Initially you were terrified when you saw Kylo stood behind you in the empty club with Camille nearly bleeding to death on the floor. It took you by surprise. At that moment you remembered how tall he really was and how intimidating it was. You hadn't seen or spoke to him for a couple of weeks and now he had just appeared out of nowhere, like you knight in shining armour ready to save you.
Your first thought was to push yourself into his arms, tell him what had happened excluding the part about you kissing another guy, and then him taking both you and Camille to safety. You wanted to feel his presence so badly, but at the time it didn't feel right. You were wearing a skimpy dress that showed your whole body and everything else, your neck covered in the evidence that someone else's mouth attacked yours. You felt uncomfortable and very, very scared. He didn't need to find out, you wouldn't need to tell him right?
"How long have you been waiting in here?" Kylo's deep voice broke your train of thought and he placed his mask down on the nearby table.
You had been waiting in his room, no your room-he had insisted on you two sharing a room together-on the balcony, and it felt like you were intruding his own space. You hadn't even been here before nor slept in the same bed. It felt odd and you didn't like it.
One of his knights, you couldn't remember his name nor did you want to, had told you that Kylo wanted to meet you late in the afternoon in his room. He escorted you to the hotel and Kylo's room all the way from the hospital and you were absolutely petrified. You couldn't pinpoint why you were so uneasy and fidgety around Kylo's knights. Maybe it was their dominating façade or the way they would give limited clues as to what was happening and where they were taking you. You thought of it as being a little dodgy. For all you know it could be anyone under the clothes and that mask.
"Twenty minutes." You kept your eyes glued to the serene landscape that rolled off of the balcony which you were standing on, back facing Kylo.
He paused before speaking, not knowing what to say. "What happened last night?" The tone in his voice was calm. Odd? But he was always like this, confusing.
"N-n-nothing." You stuttered knowing that your composure was beginning to wear away. You were not willing to tell him what you had done the night before.
He walked closer to you placing a hand on your lower back, "Tell me... I know when you're lying." He warned, a dark tone now evident in his voice.
You let out a shaky sigh as you tried to think of a lie. Your mind was racing trying to find one quickly, "It was a few drinks... me getting drunk, throwing a tantrum, getting into trouble and Camille getting hurt by accident. That's all, nothing really."
You could now feel his breath on your neck which make you shiver, "Then what's this?" He stopped then traced a finger over the marks on your neck, "They're certainly not from me."
You didn't know what to do. Such close proximity and his breath wavering over your skin was making it impossible for you not to turn around and smother your lips onto his. But you weren't going to do that, you had to stay strong and not give into your temptation.
"Mhmm." You hummed in agreement as his lips got closer and closer to your skin.
"Answer me!" He let go of you and he whipped you around so you were facing him.
"What do you want me to say?"
"Tell me what happened."
"Kylo, nothing." You bought hand up and placed it on his forearm, "I wouldn't do some-"
"Stop lying to me!"
"Kylo I-" He cut you off yet again, now brushing your hand off of his arm.
You didn't want to tell him what happened, because it meant nothing to you. It didn't concern you in the slightest bit. And if it didn't concern you, then it shouldn't concern Kylo. Why was he acting like this? He didn't really care about you, he only needed you to quieten people down about his power and leadership, right?
And right now, you just didn't want to argue with him. You were tired, had a pounding headache and were hungry as ever. Having a hangover wasn't the greatest, you weren't going to be drinking anything soon you thought. All you wanted was for Kylo to shut up and let you rest, even sleep in his arms. That's all you wanted and you needed someone's comfort more than ever.
"What happened, Blaze? The tru-"
"Ok. Fine!" You cut him off walking back into the room, "I got drunk, like really really drunk. And I couldn't stop. I didn't want to stop. Sorry I'm not- not this perfect little princess you'd thought I'd be." You threw your hands up into the air letting your fatigued mind spew out your words without any thought. "Please, just let me... I need to sleep and rest. I don't want to deal with you now. Kylo, please?" You looked at him. He had no emotion written on his face, looking at you. "I know you don't care about us- about me? But please? Just-"
"I do care, Blaze." He broke your mental spiral off. His words caught you off guard. Yes, maybe he'd said this to you once before if you could remember, but when he said it now it felt like everything stopped.
Kylo crossed the distance between the both of you and he let you press into his body as his arms enveloped you into a hug. He was warm, so so warm. And you melted into him. You were still in your little dress from the night before and as soon as your body found his warmth, the goosebumps that covered your arms and legs faded. You hated to admit it, but you missed this and everything else that came along with being married to Kylo Ren. His body, his touch, his somewhat strange way of showing his love and how inviting his arms were.
"What really happened?" He asked you again, but his tone was softer.
"I told you... I don't want to say." You pushed him off of you slightly and looked up at him. "Can't you just read my mind or something?"
"I could and have already done so, but I want to hear it from you. How you kissed a man that was not you husband." He took a step towards you closing the gap you had created, his dark eyes boing holes into yours. He was towering over you and you felt a flush of embarrassment run up your neck to redden your face.
You turned your head away, avoiding his hard gaze fixated upon you, "What if I don-"
Before you could finish he turned you around so that your back pressed into his chest, his hand gripping around both your wrists restraining any movement.
"Don't what?" He questioned you, his breath trickling down your neck.
"Don't want... to tell y-y-ou." Your wriggled under his grasp, wanting so desperately to not be trapped under his power.
His teeth nipped at your skin and you tried so hard not to let a moan slip from your mouth. You were being held against your own will and it was turning you on. Yes. Turning you on. What was wrong with you?
"I'll show you what happens when you don't tell me, Blaze." He growled against your skin sending goosebumps along your spine.
He threw you onto the enormous four poster bed standing in the centre of the room. You wrapped your arms around one of the posts for support as he inched closer and closer to you until he placed a hand on your chest, making you fall onto your back and the satin sheets engulfing your body.
He attacked your lips and pinned your arms above your head, giving his more access to you. The way his lips were so experienced to yours was another reminder to you why you missed Kylo. Unlike last night, Kylo knew what you wanted, how to touch you and how to make you feel good. Last night, you thought, was just some silly young boy kissing you when you really wanted a man kissing you. And Kylo was and is that man. You kept up with his fast pace and he was so invested in you. His tongue dove into your mouth without warning making you squirm a little.
"You like that?" He whispered into your mouth, his words radiating lust.
You whimpered at his words, unable to form a sentence with his tongue stuck down your throat, quite literally. He explored your whole mouth and your gag reflex was not ideal at this point in time, but you tried to keep somewhat calm as he was doing this.
After abusing your lips with his brutality of his kisses, his lips found your neck and started sucking red marks on top of the ones that you were given last night, making them even bigger like Kylo was trying to prove a point.
You had moved your head to the side to give him better access to your neck. He started nipping a trail down from you jawline all the way to your collarbone, the size of the marks getting rationally bigger at he went along. You gasped in awe as he placed them there, eyes flying shut at the immense feeling.
"This is what I should've done to you last night, not him." Kylo mumbled against your neck, greedily sucking new marks into your bare skin.
"Mhmm, I think you could better I suppose?" You said knowing that it would aggravate him. You wanted to really, though. You looked at him, eyes locking with his, "Do your worst."
He smirked at you saying that and flipped you over so that you were laying on your stomach with him towering over you. He quickly propped your backside up so it was up in the air and still had your arms pinned above your head. His cold hands met your thighs and you tensed at the sheer coldness of his skin. He gently slid the bottom half of your dress and start rubbing circles in your inner thighs.
"What's this?" He asked, a finger playing with the string of your thong that you had chosen to wear, "So filthy." He snickered and you couldn't help but feel the red flush of embarrassment rush to your face.
You heard him unzip his pants and a surge of panic and excitement rushed over you.
"I'm going to fuck you with this on, to remind you how filthy you are." He said in a hushed tone as his fingers moved to reached the silky fabric that covered your decency to reveal your cunt.
His fingers started toying with it, slipping in between your folds and rubbing circles around your little nub. He knew the effect this had on you, his touch almost enough to send you into overdrive. To spur you along and then cut it off denying you an orgasm, which he knew agitated you. He liked seeing you angry, annoyed. He liked seeing his little Blaze want it, even beg for it.
"Kylo..." You whimpered. He knew what he was doing.
He then started teasing you by placing the tip of his length against your cunt, you trying to spread your legs, moving it up and down and in between your folds only just poking it into your centre, not fully.
He heard you little cries and whimpers again and the chuckled to himself. You were so needy and wanted him so bad. And he was going to give you what you wanted.
He plunged into your cunt form behind you, not warning you, and stuffed himself deep inside your body. You let out a coarse cry as he did this. It hurt like hell. You wanted it to stop, but didn't at the same time knowing it would only get better from here. He started fucking you mercilessly and moving in and out of you at a fast pace. You moaned so loudly that you were so certain the people in the room next to you heard him fuck you relentlessly. Your strangled cries and moans only spurred Kylo on and he fucked you deeper and deeper.
"Fuck- I'm going to..." You cried out and couldn't finish your sentence.
Kylo picked you up before doing anything else. He slid himself out of you, the empty feeling inside of you was strange. You tried to protest at him stopping before you could reach your peak. He threw you over his shoulder and took you out onto the balcony. The cool evening air hit your exposed bottom half and you wanted to go back inside. Kylo placed your back against the glass panel that surrounded the balcony and faced you. He knelt down so that his cock was inline with you soaking cunt. You felt yourself clench around the emptiness wanting to be filled.
"So, so needy aren't you?" Kylo asked obviously noticing what had happened.
You nodded feeling a little embarrassed.
"Play with yourself." He commanded.
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You were now tucked under the sheets, Kylo's arm wrapped around your waist and his hand raking through your wet hair.
Kylo had made you cum three times that evening. Well maybe only two because the first was when he made you play with yourself that sent you over the edge. He then fucked you on the balcony twice taking now mercy with you and fucked you so hard that you were sure you wouldn't be able to walk.
After his brutal sex he carried you to the bathroom, cradled you into the bathtub and washed your whole body and lathered huge amounts of shampoo into your hair, ridding it of dirt. He then put you into one of his t shirts, which was far too big for you. It went down to your knees, but you didn't mind. He then got a pair of shorts out from your bag and slid them gently over your legs. He placed you onto the bed carefully like you were going to break, and then washed himself as you waited from him under the warm sheets.
He played with your hair as you both talked. No fighting, no arguments, just talked. You two talked about a lot of things, including where you two stood. It was clear now to you that Kylo had affection for you, he even admitted it this evening. But there was something he was hiding from you and you wanted to find out what it was.
-oof it's midnight 😴