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~~Ben Solo~~
Kylo Ren

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GENERAL PROMPTS

Redemption arc: Kylo leaving the First Order. Due to either slow burn reasons (Figuring out holy shit I don't want this) or Immediate Issues That Need Solving (Rey's kidnapped, Hux turns on him, etcetc)

Re-adjusting to life in the light/in the Resistance. Whether it goes smoothly or Rough is up to the situation

Early First Order Days. Especially when Snoke was breaking his Ben Solo identity

Ben Solo Pre-First Order

Ben Solo as the most obnoxious Resistance Member idek

Jedi Hippie camp with Luke

BEN AND HIS FAMILY

👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌there👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my self 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠOOOOOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀 👀 👌👌Good shit

Becoming king of Porgs and other cute creatures and he doesn't understand why

Becoming his father's son

Also being just like his mother

AND ALSO BEING JUST LIKE LUKE

Rey convinces Kylo to come with her and join the Resistance. The resulting tension and rebuilding of trust in him... As well as Jedi training with her

Interactions with his mother, whether it be from the above scenario, or even reaching out through the force

Poe, Finn and the rest of the Resistance reacting to kylo switching sides. Poe hitting on Kylo and having to give him tons of dumb nicknames because Ren only wants his mom and Rey to call him ben

Kylo being a weird Scary Older Brother to the entire Resistance.

Kylo and Anakin. KYLO AND KENOBI

Discussions/threads with Han Luke and Leia- discussion forgiveness and mistakes

Rebuilding the Jedi Order

Post War Threads

Kylo Ren disappears mysteriously from the war after major internal strife causes the downfall of the First Order. Someone comes across Ben Solo in hiding years later

Kylo on Jakku complaining its hot as balls. Look. I don't know. I'm just saying it would be hilarious

Drunk texts are the best don't tell me otherwise

SHIPPY PROMPTS
SHIPS I AM DOWN FOR
Kylo/Rey hands down

If ur sittin there readin this going "Oh no but so many Reys are bugging them I don't wanna be annoying" I don't fucking care TAG ME

Hand touching

I love you. I know.

Forcebond shenanigans. Kylo or Rey reaching out to touch the other while the other one is busy (GOOD SHIT. GOOD SHIT)

Rey getting seriously injured and separated from the Resistance. Her only option is to force time Kylo

Kylo finding Rey on Ahch'to and them fucking around under luke's nose (Forcebond in person who knows)~~SMUT HUT~~

FORCEFULLY GIVING REY A BIRTHDAY AND MAKING HER CELEBRATE IT

Snoke tries to kill kylo in front of rey and it doesn't go like he plans

REY IN A GODDAMN DRESS AND KYLO ACTUALLY NOT KNOWING HOW TO REACT AT ALL

CLEANING HER DUMB HOUSE

Forcebond dreaming shenanigans. Especially if Rey or Kylo are stuck in one anothers nightmares.

Rey finding out how bad Snoke really was.

Visiting Ahch'to together

Empress Rey

Empress Rey Working to secretly undermine the first order

Meeting before TFA/in different circumstances

Fighting/sexual tension/beating each other up. u kno

Just re-enact Pride and Prejudice with me

Either one suffering from insomnia and helping the other sleep

Public Sex

Weird DubCon Sex (Rey taking advantage of Kylo I'm freely admitting to my trash)

SHIPS I AM MAYBE ON
Kylo/Poe: I'm not of the fanon that Ben or Poe knew each other as kids. If you want to play that, talk with me first, we'll need to hash out details. If you wanna do hateship, that's fine too. Again. I'd like to be consulted first
Kylo/Hux: This is such a huge maybe it's almost a no. I am not down for fluffy Kylo/Hux. I don't think Kylo or Hux secretly love each other and that takes form in them wanting to murder each other when they walk into a room and see each other. I do not think Kylo wants anything to do with Hux's dick Ever. I only see this happening as Hux taking advantage of Kylo when he's emotionally compromised and unprotected without Snoke keeping Hux in line.
So Kylux is only a "cool lets do it" if you are willing to play out something unhealthy, toxic, with a huge dose of hate and manipulation. Kylo/ANYONE ELSE: Not against pretty much any other ship, but Kylo's a hard dude to ship with for. A lot of reasons. Talk with me first, and I'll see if we can work something out.

CHARACTERS/CROSSOVERS

I'm fine with every and any star wars characters. If you are doing something from the EU I request that you just have enough info in your profile so I know what your character's deal is

AU characters are fine. I'm not really into Gender Bent characters (sorry y'all), again-- I just need info in your profile about the AU (Unless it's discussed w me before hand)

I Herald from disney princess beginnings. Give me all your princesses I think this combo is fucking hilarious

Brienne of Tarth because i'm still laughing about it

God I will add more later. Really just tag me.

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YES

text messages, actionspam, lengthy brackets, prose.

ous/ au/ all us tbh

previous meme or psl continuations / sequels / c&ping a starter i never replied to.

EMOTIONALLY HEAVY BULLSHIT

FLUFF

contact me if i drop a tag you want picked up

Angst

redemption arcs

intense emotionally heavy threads

Smut

general

hurt comfort

Kylo or Rey getting injured

Kylo being a huge fucking brat.

if there's anything you're not sure about, ask!

Rape.

Dull RP.

Taking this character WAY TOO SERIOUSLY.

Me doing the work of moving a scene along

rape/non-con. Especially with Kylo as the aggressor (This can be changed with prior discussion and prior threading)

scatophilia, emetophiloa, necrophilia.

gender/sexuality play.

degradation involving racism or ablism.

power-gaming and ooc dick-measuring contests.

AUs with no information

OCs with no information

Maybe

Dub con

torture

killing

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Mental health

I know everyone and their mom with an armchair psychologist degree wants to diagnose Kylo Ren/Ben Solo with whatever mental illness checks all the boxes. I know Bipolar and Borderline personality disorder are two popular illnesses to cite when it comes to his mental health. Along with a healthy dose of citing him as a sociopath/psychopath. However, I'm not going to be using those illnesses/personality disorders in how I play Kylo. While they fit on paper, I don't believe "what's wrong with him" presents in the correct fashion in canon for any one of the above listed issues.

I believe Kylo Ren/Ben Solo is suffering from: Recurring Chronic Major Depression it could be passed down through their family given what we know of Anakin and what happened with Luke; Post Traumatic Stress Disorder From his force powers manifesting with him having little control over it as a kid, from being sent away to Luke after his mother couldn't handle him on her own anymore, from his father leaving one day and never coming back, from having a voice whispering in his head his entire life, from that voice being a predator who preyed on his weaknesses and molded him into what he wanted Ben to be, from Luke Skywalker holding a lightsaber above his head, from abuse after abuse from Snoke, and probably a Ton more. Abandonment issues stemming first from his parents (And quite probably friends he had who left for whatever reason, or bridges he burned on his own) and then just. The entire force tbh. And abandonment issues is where he gets his unchecked rage, he, in canon, is quite literally triggered into a rage whenever he confronts someone who he felt abandoned him, or when he feels rejected or left behind. Finally he is a victim of Brainwashing and indoctrination from Snoke. Snoke is a narcissist who was using Kylo as a means to an end, it's been stated and shown that he was ready to kill Kylo after the Last Jedi since he had become unbalanced and unpredictable. If you don't agree with what I am saying here (Which is fine :) ), then I suggest you don't play with me. I am fairly confident in this being the way I see and play Kylo.

I play him as having triggers. I won't get into the reasoning behind each one, but i'll specify the specifics which come to mind: Abandonment (Perceived or real), his family, loss of control (Physically, emotionally, mentally, through the force)

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[ Yup. GUess ceiling ghost Luke Skywalker is watchin' y'all masturbate so. THERE U GO.

And as much as she soaks him up, he's doing much the same. Pulling her tight to him and longing for the feel of her body slotted together with his. At this moment, it felt like all he had.

And as for her cheeky response, she'll get dead pan in response. ]

As sworn enemies.

[ clearly.

Don't make him say lovers Rey. Please. Can you imagine his mouth forming that word???? ]

[ YIKES.

The kiss gets disrupted by the huff of her laughter, breathing it out against the corner of his mouth. At another point in time, perhaps they would be an us as sworn enemies, dedicated to their separate ideals and opposing factions. Now, it's less of a harrowing reminder of where they had once stood and more of a ludicrous testament to how far they've come.

Withdrawing from him seems nigh impossible with how adamantly they're clinging to one another, but she tries to press her palms to his chest and pretend to pull back. ]

I don't think Jedi are meant to consort with their sworn enemies.

[ "Consort". Sure, that's what it's called. ]

[ She may push down on his chest but she's not getting very far considering she's in his grips. ]

Jedi aren't meant to consort at all.

[ What a helpful thing to point out but at t his point in SWARS canon Anakin is the only one we have proof of ever getting laid. Seriously.

I think idk. I don't pay that much attention, I just saw a post on reddit about this and LAUGHED MY ASS OFF. ]

[ She could break free if she truly struggled, apply the Force to her efforts, but she has no genuine desire to escape. Instead, she wriggles around for no other reason than to put up a fight she has no intention of winning. ]

Then I shouldn't be consorting with you.

[ Because she's a good little Jedi. Obviously. Except she can't, and won't, abide by their outdated rules. She feels too deeply to rid herself of her emotional attachments, the very same connections that have begun to give her a place and a purpose. ]

[ Honestly, he's the last person she should be consorting with. Maybe that should worry him more, that this was some sort of novel thrill for her. He was an interest and nothing more. But really-- somehow it solidifies it in a way. Once she confirmed this is what she wanted and he could only hope that she remained so steadfast in her desires.

She struggles and he fights back by simply flipping the both of them over, his hands find her wrists and hold them down as they further entangle themselves in the blankets and each other. ]

Then what did you mean by "us"?

[ This has now become a game of "who will admit that they want to date first?" ]

[ Otherwise known as "hetero chicken".

The blankets, disheveled and skewed from their playful grappling, soften the press of her spine into the hard flooring once he's pinned her. Ben dwarfs her in both size and physical advantage, a broad shadow cast over her, but it doesn't feel imposing — even with the realization that he has cornered her into a confession.

Or, at the very least, made the attempt to do so. It doesn't work, primarily because her mind is too muddled, torn equally between playing into the role she's already established or shattering the moment to allow him a heartfelt answer. There isn't any need for the latter, she eventually decides; she has not minced words in admitting that she wants to be with him, wants to map their future together, and so she concentrates instead on futilely rolling her wrists in his hands to no avail. His grip doesn't break no matter how she presses upward or swivels around on the floor, leaving her chest heaving with exerted spurts of breath. ]

The two of us together as allies, like I suggested.

[ With that reply, her brow arches, as if daring him to contradict that. It's much more than that, and they both know it. ]

[ I mean, there's an extra layer to the weirdness of this interaction since he's in his armor this morning. You're full up kylo ren'd right now Rey. 100%. Gloves, bracers, tunic. Leatherleatherleather. Kink material right here.

Don't tell him, it would ruin the effect.

He hums softly at her admittance, leaning in to brush his lips against the curve of her neck up to her jaw. A soft kiss much like the first one he gave her. ]

So it's completely normal for allies in the Resistance to kiss one another-- [ His lips rise to find her ear and press along the ridge. ] -- strip one another -- [ This time he nips at her ear softly.

And yeah of course this is to rile her. Duh. ]-- and fuck like animals on the floor?

[ Hint: There is no good way to answer this Rey. He will joke about fucking poe then. HE WILL. ]

[ She's only just beginning to learn that, yes, this is A Thing she enjoys. Complete and utter Kylo Ren domination — or seduction, as it stands. There isn't any mistaking her arousal, either; already her skin has begun to flush and glow, trailing across her cheekbones and beneath the loose collar of that raggedy shirt, and she has since stopped her squirming and shifting. Her wrists stay limp in his grip as her head tilts to the side, baring her neck without any fear of what's to come.

When she moves to press her thighs together to alleviate some of her frustration, find some much needed friction, she finds it's a futile endeavor. His body wedged between her legs prevents her from doing much more than clamping her knees around his hips, too far for her to mindlessly grind herself against him.

And, speaking of mindless, she very nearly does gasp out yes in a lust-filled, desperate fog. Yes, she wants that — but that isn't what he's asking her, is it? She forces herself to pay attention, even as her breath hitches, unable to disguise her whimper as his teeth snag on the shell of hear ear. A night together has been enough, it seems, to afford him a map of her weak points — where to press his mouth against her neck to elicit a shiver, and how to scrape his teeth against her skin to invoke a shiver despite how feverish she suddenly feels. ]

I'm more than just an ally to the Resistance. [ Which is, in a way, entirely true. More than that, it doesn't fall into the trap of answering with an affirmative or a negative. ] I'm a Jedi, and Jedi aren't mean to consort at all.

[ As he's told her. Like either of them will allow that to stop them, but that's merely part of the facade. Part of whatever game they've chosen to currently play. ]

That's unfortunate.

[ Too bad Rey. U kno what's part of being an asshole dom? Denying u at just the right point.

Like when she's ready and would just accept a good dicking right now but won't admit she wants that dicking in words.

So he pulls away from her entirely. Releasing her hands and shifting himself back into his own space and generally not acting ruffled at all. Which. Get used to this Rey. This is Kylo Ren. ]

I was wondering if you wanted to be something more than allies.

[ JUST ADMIT YOU WANT TO DATE YOU TWO OH MY FUCKING LORD. ]

[ That would work if she wasn't such a brat, really. And almost does have marginal success; if not for his reaction the previous night when she had been too eager, too fervent, she would crawl into his lap and adamantly show him how much she does want to be more than just an ally to him. She still could, but she doesn't want to feel as though she's trapped him in some way without a proper warning or relaying her intentions — and both, she assumes, would ruin the effect. ]

Were you?

[ Given he doesn't look nearly as flustered as she does, that sounds dubious. Rather than wait for an answer, she can rely on taking matters into her own hands, slowly but surely. And so she stays where she is, splayed out across the mess of tangled blankets, shirt riding up her thigh — and further, when she yanks its hem up to her torso. It catches just beneath the curve of her breasts, but it's the wet stain on the crotch of her panties that feels more exposing. Blatant evidence of how quickly she's gotten aroused.

If she has any shame in that, it doesn't show. ]

I'm not convinced you want to be more than that.

[ A quick glance over, slight and barely there. Flitting over her form-- which despite the number of times he's seen it, he can't drink it in enough. Still, he's composed enough to not stare blatantly.

He simply closes his eyes and shrugs his shoulders. ]

If you're intent on being a true Jedi what I want means nothing.

[ He will roll over and go to sleep girl. ]

[ A puff of breath is the only indication of her disgruntlement. Blatantly ignoring her is the very opposite of beneficial for her ego, but neither is begging for his attention when he's feigning callous disinterest in her to the point of closing his eyes on her. ]

Fine.

[ That's said with no shortage of frustration or exasperated disappointment, but if that's the way he wants to play it, then that's how they'll play it. Without waiting for a response or reaction, she tugs her underwear down the length of her legs and tosses them aside. Part of her feels shameful for relying on her own touch to take care of the ache between her legs when he's such a short distance away, when maybe she should just leave and take care of the problem elsewhere, but she swallows thickly and ignores it. With a hitch in her breath, she skims her fingers against her slit and gathers the slick there before bringing her thumb to her clit, breathing out a sigh of relief. ]

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Bitch did not just.

She did.

They literally JUST STARTED TO SAY "hey maybe it would be neat if we could be a thing and she's just gonna immediately jump into masturbation. He sees your game Rey. He sees your game but you are Seto Kaiba and he is YuGiOh and he has his fucking Exodia ready and

WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS TAG WHY DOES ANYONE PLAY WITH ME???

AHem.

Point is? He's calm. Alarmingly so. ]

While this doesn't count as consorting as of yet, I would be cautious about doing that at this moment.

[ Eyes still closed and trying Not To listen to the noises she's making. ]

I know what I'm doing.

[ She says, miraculously managing to sound terse even while breathlessly working determined circles against her clit. More aptly, she thinks she knows what she's doing, and it doesn't involving partaking in a ploy to lure him between her legs. Ideally, that would be her preferred outcome, but she has resigned herself to having to rely on her own fingers for the night. Years of self-reliance have at least made her adept at satiating her needs, unfulfilling and perfunctory as it's always felt.

Somehow, she has the decency to bite down on the heel of her hand while he's still present, muffling a whine when she sinks one finger inside of her cunt. Despite making for a wanton sight, it feels wrong to openly express any pleasure when he's right there, but his demeanor is too composed for her to feel any compulsion to stop. Without any discomfort radiating from him, she continues, sliding in the next finger when the first doesn't stretch her nearly enough. ]

If you don't like it, you can always leave.

[ It's her hut too ??? She's not going to run off to masturbate where the Lanai can blatantly see her dripping all over her hand. ]

[ Oh but Rey. You have forgotten ~~OR maybe ellie has~~ it's not night. It's morning. And you know what morning means, right?

Lanai burst into the hut. Loud squawking ensues as they were JUST TRYING TO CLEAN UP AFTER YOU FUCKERS AND HOLY SHIT YOU ARE DEFILING THIS ISLAND BY EXISTING AND JUST FUCKING GETTING YOURSELF OFF RIGHT HERE AND THEY JUST WANTED TO SWEEP. ANd like SURE half the time they sweep AROUND you both which was FINE and they stopped being LOUD ABOUT THAT at this point.

BUT THIS IS A MESS. A WHOLE JEDI MASTURBATING MESS.

Kylo, for his part, remains with his eyes closed and unmoved. Even as they point at his all black get up like "I CANT BELIEVE YOU ARE WEARING THAT SITH BULLSHIT AGAIN IN MY HOUSE".

He won't say he told you so, but his body clock is adjusting to this island and it was "Lanai burst in and be disruptive assholes" o'clock. ]

[ Does anyone doubt Rey's ability to masturbate from morning until night??? ??

At any rate, the peace and space from the Lanai could only last so long. Not only is it horrifying, but it's humiliating to have to scramble to cover herself while Ben continues his nonchalant act. Her fingers still shine with slick when she forcefully yanks the hem of her shirt back down to her knees, but they've already gotten a front row view to this Jedi masturbation mess. The flush of her complexion, too, does nothing to disguise her embarrassment or the enthusiasm she had been showing herself.

She doesn't look at the squawking crowd or Ben's turned back when she gets onto her shaky legs and bites out, voice cracking: ]

I'm going back to the ship.

[ And leaves, hobbling into her boots on the way out of the hut and this entire situation before firmly closing the door behind her. ]

[ HE TRIED TO WARN HER. Maybe he just rouses more easily when they burst in every morning. Their squawking and fussing has lessened in volume the past few days and they seemed less intent on trying to shame either Kylo or Rey for simply existing in the space as long as they weren't causing too much trouble.

But masturbating openly was too much trouble and Kylo had not anticipated Rey's reaction simply because she had shown herself to not give a single fuck about being naked to the world so. You know. Again he's trying. He's pushing himself up as soon as she starts to make her move and then-- gets the door shoved closed in his face. Which is just a double whammy since he's so freaking tall that the door is hardly big enough for him in the first place.

Thanks for shutting him in with the fish nuns Rey.

A few moments of squawking and pushing them aside, they seem to crowd him and pick at his clothes and he's not sure if he's getting to know them or if they hate him more??? But He's able to make it out of the hut and finds Rey well on her way to the Falcon--

Where he's actually... at a loss of what to do, because should he intrude on Rey???? Because he can't go back to that hut for like. At least an hour. They're probably dousing it in holy water. And like-- he hadn't intended on making Rey angry??? He's not even sure if she is. Which, she'll get about half way up the Falcon's ramp before Kylo just decides to say fuck it to what ever the fuck is happening. Fuck all this bullshit and pretense and Rey ALWAYS GETTING PISSY NO MATTER HOW HE DOES THINGS.

His glove clad hand will wrap around her wrist, yanking her towards him and pulling her tight against him as his lips descend against hers for a needy kiss. ]

[ Determined as she is to distance herself from the Lanai's open, horrified judgement of her, she doesn't quite sense Ben gaining ground on her. From a logical perspective, she should have anticipated it. Not only has he habitually tracked her across the island, the two of them nigh inseparable in their attachment, but his strides are considerably longer and easily double the length of her own.

But it isn't until his fingers fasten around her wrist and twist her in his direction that she recognizes that he's shadowed her to the Falcon. Still red-faced and radiating mortification, she doesn't have time to do anything but blink in his direction before his mouth is crushing itself against her own. Her placement on the Falcon's ramp eliminates some of the disparity in their height, but she still tangles her hands in his hair to pull him in closer after her brain has registered and her inaction has turned into sweeping her tongue into his mouth and tugging at his bottom lip with her teeth.

Admittedly, she isn't nearly as aroused as she had been. The Lanai's interruption has seen to that, a metaphorical bucket of ice cold water poured over her to temper her desire, but she feels the need to reaffirm that — for all of his composure and disinterest — he still wants her in a primal way. Her fingers twist into the front of his tunic, trying to keep him close — and, to some extent, keep her legs from wanting to give out beneath her when she's still vibrating with embarrassment and leftover adrenaline. ]

[ It's tangled and messy and imprecise and perfect. His mouth clashes with her and their noses bump together-- there's a stuttered surprised breath in the mix and he can feel her legs nearly give out. His arms clutch around her middle more tightly and even with her elevation on the ramp she can't quite meet how tall he is. For how much this shouldn't work it does. Everything about them together collides like two planets and that's what brings electricity along his skin as she kisses him.

He can feel her relief and now he can see a bit more clearly that she was worried she was being mocked. Which wasn't his intention-- he's just not quite the revving always ready to go engine she is and really. He thought she was more aware of the lanai about to burst the fuck in. You could time a clock by their schedule, really.

But there was something in hearing her say it. Hearing her confession.

He pulls his mouth away from hers, pressing it to her cheek as he mumbles. ]

I told you what I want Rey. Tell me what you want and I'll give it to you.

[ Perhaps that should sound a bit more demanding, but given the panting breath and the deep rumble of his voice it will probably have a different effect entirely. ]

You know what I want.

[ Surprisingly, there isn't any sharp impatience there, no defensiveness intended to deflect. Only a breathlessness that rivals his own, panting against the angular curve to his jawline. She has laid it out for him, and that hasn't changed. Plain and simple, she wants him. A future with him, however hazy the details are at the moment. More of what they are and could be to one another.

Her knuckles tighten in the fabric she's gathered in her fists, but pride doesn't prevent her from repeating it. ]

I want — [ She has to release one hand from where it's clutching to yank at his wrist, slot his hand between her legs. That should be straightforward and understandable. The gloves are a new texture where they cup her, where she rocks futilely into his palm, but she isn't in any hurry to remove them. If anything, it's almost thrilling. ] — you. I want you to make sure I don't want to be a good little Jedi.

[ Thickly, she swallows, throat bobbing with it. ]

I want you. Isn't it obvious?

[ Maybe he can't feel it for himself through the barrier of leather, but she's still wet and warm for him. Despite the Lanai dulling her arousal, her body hasn't yet forgotten how he had ignited it, how she had toyed with herself. More's the point, she's too far gone to worry that they'll wander out of the hut and see this, too, in broad daylight. They're too preoccupied, regardless, and the Falcon is too far on the beach to attract any onlookers. ]

[ Well-- it's more obvious as she just tugs his hand to her and ruts into it like a feral beastie. He can feel the heat through his glove, the way she's so slick that he slips along her easily, even with the extra leather. His mouth is dry and there are no good decisions about to be made here. All he knows is he's wanted and he's hungry for it. Wants to make her his and make her know she's his.

He presses his fingers along her folds, running along her and dragging her slick across her and dipping along her entrance briefly before he finds her clit and starts drawing slow lazy circles around it. Then his freehand slides down the curve of her back-- taking a moment to draw up that shirt to expose her breasts and let her flesh find friction against the front of his tunic, and then slip back down to dig into her ass. Clutching it tightly and then dragging her closer, into his body and hand. ]

Be more specific.

[ And then he gives her ass a slap. One that the lanai are probably tittering about. Like. It's one thing to fuck out in the open, but then to have kinky weird punishment sex out in the open????? ]

[ The harsh sound of leather striking skin echoes in the spaces around them. Ill-prepared for it, his fingers sting against her backside, a reddening mark forming from the burrowing and slapping of his hand. She doesn't shy from it; if anything, the sharp intake of air and the straining whimper that follow give her away, cunt clenching down around nothing. A hot rush of moisture coats his fingers anew as she wriggles around more desperately on his hand, now, enthralled.

All of this time she's been tiptoeing around soft boy Ben Solo, fearful of causing him discomfort, and he's been capable of this. ]

I want you to pin me down and fuck me. Hold me still while you give me your cock however you want to give it to me.

[ She admits, nearly choking it out as he strokes around the hard swell of her clit. The tiny jolts of her hips don't bring him any closer to it, but she moves restively in his grasp like they might. The hard peaks of her breasts graze the fabric of his tunic in the process, pulling another ragged gasp from the back of her throat. Offering up her complete loss of control should frighten her, but the prospect of surrendering it to him doesn't. She trusts him with her, with her needs, with this too extensively to fret. ]

I want you to force me to come over and over again. [ Angling her head, she scrapes her teeth against his neck — or what's exposed of it, really, in his current get-up. ] I want you, Ben.

Edited (SHHHH) 2018-06-18 20:03 (UTC)

[ Her honesty earns her a finger pressed into her cunt, thicker now with the leather encasing it, he pumps into her slowly as his thumb finds her clit. Heavy, nearly over-bearing, but probably not enough given what he can offer her if he'd just lose his ridiculous outfit.

But her confession also earns her another stinging slap, right over the last one. Loud and resounding in the durasteel hull of the Falcon. ]

Is that all you want? My cock?

[ He soothes his hand over her stinging flesh, surprisingly light and delicate. ]

Or is there something else?

[ HE WANTS TO HEAR YOU ADMIT YOU WANNA DATE HIM REY. ]

[ The next smack of his palm tightens her cunt until her muscles are nearly strangling his finger. He feels impossibly thicker, that way — nothing so unfulfilling as the press of her own small fingers between her legs — and she only relaxes when he kneads into the flesh he's abused. ]

No.

[ The answer devolves into more of a moan, muffled into the hollow of his neck as she rocks back and forth and into the stimulation applied to her clit. In her current state, overwhelmed and dripping onto a glove that's surely going to be ruined from dipping inside her, that's already testing the limits of her ability to respond coherently. ]

I want all of you.

[ And the only way she knows how to relay it is in what she's already babbled. I want you. Wholly, and completely. ]

[ Honestly, he's probably gotten blood outta these things, he will salvage his last pair of fine leather gloves like his life depended on it. (These are his priorities. IDEGI) Either way that's not his concern right now. His concern is solely dragging her over the edge, one finger becomes two and with the leather it's a tight fucking fit. Still he's want to give her exactly what she asked for so he pushes in deeper with every thrust, twisting his wrist so he can angle in a bit differently and curl his fingers just right. ]

I think this is consorting at this point, Rey.

[ He's teasing her. Hope she didn't think he'd be nice once she admitted what she wanted from him ]

I sang that in the tune of Shia LaBoeuf

actual cannibal shia labeouf

ACTUAL KISS MONSTER KYLO BEN SOLO REN

sounds like a cryptid

or an scp

well we already know kylo is a scp tho

IS HE????????????

i've decided that he is so yes

go write an entry for him then

THAT'S A LOT OF WORK

YOURE A LOT OF WORK.

DON'T BE RUDE

You're rude.

at least i'm not yugioh

better than being seto kaiba tbh

BUT HE HAS SLIGHTLY MORE NORMAL HAIR

BUT HE ALWAYS LOSES TO YUGIOH, HES MAKING SOME WRONG CHOICES HERE

BC HE'S A FUCKBOI AND THAT'S THE WORST CHOICE HE COULD POSSIBLY MAKE

KYLO??? OR SETO???? OR YUGIOH??????????????????

I MEANT SETO

maybe ur talkin about light tho

or anakin lbr

this has gotten creepy and meta v quickly

that's what i'm best at

I thought that was forgetting the subject line