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Drunk in Love

Tom Kaulitz x Reader

Summary: Tom gets too drunk, a lot of angst, alcohol, unrequited love, no mention of readers name.

You’d been friends with Bill, Tom, Georg and Gustav almost your whole life, you went to the same primary school, middle school and you supported and accompanied them on their musical journey ever since it started.

After spending so much time with them and especially with the twins it was almost bound to happen, you, falling for one of them, but to your horror the one you’d fallen in love with was Tom, the well known player, you knew he would never look at you like that, you were just his best friend nothing more.

Looking at it logically you didn’t even want to make a move on him or confess your love for him, he wasn’t the relationship type and one didn’t need an expert to come to this conclusion; there was a new girl accompanying him to his hotel almost every night, he was about the hoe life is what Bill would always say.

But despite knowing that he wouldn’t accept your advances or just use you for a one night stand you couldn’t help your feelings, he was just so nice to you, so caring, and you had oh so much in common, you hung out almost every single day and you swore that the tension in the air only grew thicker every time he caught your stare or your fingers ‘accidentally’ brushed against eachother.

But tonight you would put all of that out of your mind, no Tom no nothing just mindless drinking and dancing, Tokio Hotel was throwing a party at a club nearby the venue after their concert and you could not wait to just let loose, neither could the members of the band, being incredibly stressed by the pressure of the ongoing tour.

“Could you help me pick out an outfit for the party tonight?” Bill tapped your shoulder, you turned around and was met with Bill carrying maybe a million clothing hangers with different shirts and pants on them. You laughed as you watched him succumb to the weight of his massive wardrobe. “Yeah come on Bill I’ll help you out.” You grabbed the clothes from him and laid them out on the bed, after a while you’d finally managed to find a good combination. “What are you gonna wear?” Bill questioned as he put on a studded belt. “I don’t know, maybe just a cute top and some pants, I’ll see.” With the way Bills eyes shot up at yours, one would think that you just told him you murdered his whole family.

“What do you mean you’ll see!! This has to be a calculated decision, you can’t just jump into an outfit!” Bill frantically started running around grabbing all of your clothing out of the hotels closet, you tried calming him down telling him it would be fine but in the end you obviously had to try on a dozen different outfit combinations, as long as it made Bill happy you would comply, you knew how much he was into fashion.

You two ended up with a denim miniskirt in a dark blue sort of washed out color, for a top you were wearing a black, spaghetti strap babydoll-ish top with some lace on the neckline and the bottom, over that you wore a brownish leather jacket, some high black boots and Bill let you borrow some accessories such as a studded belt to match his and a cute necklace, in your ears you wore hoops and you decided to put your hair up in a simple but cute ponytail.

The concert was an absolute hit and the venue was sold out, there were even fans outside trying to listen in on the songs, but the best part of the night still had to come, the party, when you arrived at the club you saw a line that extended to the end of the horizon almost, the music inside was already blaring and the rows and rows of liquor had you feeling like a kid in a candy store, your only goal for the night? Get so drunk you wouldn’t remember it.

You’d lost yourself in the middle of the dance floor in-between the smell of sweaty people and the pungent odor of the booze, you didn’t even know what song you were dancing to but you couldn’t care either, you felt dizzy but in a good way, your face was hot and you felt a strangers hands guiding your hips as you danced, that was until your eyes landed on someone else on the dance floor, Tom, dancing with a girl, you shouldn’t care about that you’ve seen it a million times before, but for some reason, maybe the alcohol, maybe the loud music, you felt like a knife had hit your heart.

Your eyes started to water and you quietly excused yourself before running towards the clubs bathroom, you slammed open the door and locked yourself inside one of the stalls, you slowly slid down on the floor and that’s when the waterworks started, god why was this affecting you so much? And why now? You’d never cared about all of Toms girls before so why now? You sat there crying for at least an hour, or maybe it just felt like an hour, once you got the strength in your legs back you stood up, you passed the mirror on your way out of the bathroom and noticed your mascara had run down your cheeks and you looked a mess, but you were too tired to fix that now.

You stepped out the door but instead of being met with loud music and a crowd of people the club was almost empty, you were confused and started looking for any of your friends for an explanation, before giving up you were approached by Gustav who told you that there was an incident involving Tom and a little too much alcohol. “Could you please go to the hotel and keep an eye on him so me, Bill and Georg can clean this all up?” He practically begged you, although Tom was the last person you’d want to see right now you complied and made your way to the hotel, escorted by security.

The hotel room stank of booze and sweat and you almost didn’t notice Tom sleeping on the bed, you decided to take a seat next to the bed and kept an eye on him for however long the guys needed you to. There was a small stream of light coming from a gap in the curtains that perfectly lit up part of Toms face, and made him look even more pretty than you thought he already was, his perfect nose and gorgeous eyes. It hurt you just to look at it, after a while you heard some noise coming from him and you saw his eyes open, he groaned a little and tried to focus his eyes, they landed on you. “You’re here..” He whispered, his voice was raspy and his smile grew, “Come here..” He opened his arms and signaled for you to join him in the bed.

Why not? Nothing was gonna come from this anyways and he probably wouldn’t even remember it in the morning, he wrapped his arms around you and you two were face to face, you could smell the liquor on his breath, he placed his hand on your cheek. “Your eyes, they’re so pretty..” He stared at your eyes before letting his gaze travel all over your face. “My makeup is all messed up..” You remarked, Tom shrugged. “Your eyes are still beautiful, just like the rest of you.” Your heart started beating rapidly and you reminded yourself that he was drunk and he probably didn’t mean any of it, but aren’t drunk words sober thoughts? Toms eyes kept switching between your eyes and lips, you wondered how long you’d be lying here before Tom caught you off guard. “Can I kiss you?” The question seemed to be genuine, but he couldn’t be serious could he? “How much have you had, Tom?” He seemed to be lost in thought before telling you that he was sober enough to know what he wanted.

But was he? Was he truly? You weren’t, you knew that for sure, so.. why not enjoy the moment? “Okay, you can kiss me.” Tom grinned before bringing your face closer to his, your lips met and your heart was about to break through your chest, Toms lips tasted a little like liquor and a little like strawberry, but you were too focused on the rhythmic movements of your lips to care about that, it didn’t take too long before his tongue entered your mouth, you matched his motions and you felt his hand move from your cheek to your waist, pulling you in closer, it was like he couldn’t get enough of you, after a while he pulled back, he stared you in your eyes and smiled, you did the same.

“I love you Tom.” You said it, you told him the truth, you told him you loved him, you were anticipating his reaction..

“Who are you again?”

oh.

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Party Protector

Tate Langdon x Reader

Summary: Tate protects you from a creep at your party. Friends to lovers, no mention of ‘Y/N’ or ‘(name)’ readers name isn’t mentioned at all.

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It had been a while since you moved into the huge house on 1120 Westchester Place, also known as the Murder House, but it wasn’t as bad as people made it seem to live there, you had made it your home.

You knew about the ghosts living in the house unable to leave but you had made peace with most of them, especially Tate, Tate was an interesting soul to you, you two had gotten acquainted almost as soon as you took your first step into the house and you quickly became very close, when Tate told you he was actually a ghost stuck in the house you didn’t believe him at first, obviously.

“Sorry, you’re actually dead? You’re a- a ghost?” You had said trying not to laugh at what seemed like the lamest prank of the century. “No no, don’t laugh it’s true! Watch okay?” Tate tried to convince you but you weren’t having it, until he magically seemed to teleport back into the house when he tried to leave… “So you’re a ghost? Like ghost ghost?” You were sort of freaked out, I mean who wouldn’t be? He had been your bestfriend for these past few months and he’s dead! “Yeah, ghost ghost..”

It was an interesting day to say the least, but after a lot of thinking and processing it ended up not mattering, he was still Tate anyways, ghost or not. He was still the Tate that you loved, adored, cared for.. maybe a little more than just as a best friend, but you couldn’t risk ruining your friendship, you’d rather love him as a friend than not love him at all.

You thought about Tate way too much, if he loved you like you loved him, so much that you needed a distraction, and what’s a better distraction than a classic high school party? You didn’t have too many friends at Westfield High, but the people you knew knew others and you knew word of your party would get around.. just maybe not this far.

Currently you were standing in the middle of your living room surrounded by a sea of sweaty teenagers grinding and dancing against each other, some making out on the couch, some throwing up in the kitchen, Moira was surely going to kill you. You were surprised at how many people showed up despite the house being known for its tragedies, but when alcohol is included the location doesn’t seem to matter.

You tried moving around the room to find a place you could sit down and chill at, Tate had been following you around all party, he actually sort of talked to some of the people there, you’d never see him come out of his shell like this before but you were proud of him. You sat down on a chair in the dining room, you set down your cup on the table and watched Tate as he conversed with some people about who knows what.

You were lost in thought staring at Tate’s beautiful blonde curls and his charming brown eyes that you’d barely noticed the guy who took a seat next to you. “This your party?” He spoke loudly to try and make his voice heard over the blasting music from the speakers. “Yeah it is.” You replied, not taking your eyes off of Tate. “You with that blonde guy?” He asked, tapping your arm to get you to turn your head to his, which you did. “Well.. not really but sort of you know.” You answered him, now seeing the guy who had been speaking to you, he had brown eyes almost like Tate’s and you could see locks of brunette hair sticking out from under his beanie, he had chiseled features and a smug smirk on his face. “How long have you two been together?” He questioned you, you didn’t really have an answer to give him as you guys weren’t truly together but you just told him a few months to which he replied, “and how longs it gonna last? Wanna know when it’s my turn.” He gave you a wink and you were a little struck, nobody’s ever flirted with you before, you’d rarely gotten male attention at all.

You rolled you eyes at the guy who told you his name was Felix, you shook his hand before excusing yourself and walking to your kitchen to refill your drink, as you closed your fridge you were spooked by Tate standing behind you. “Who was that guy?” He asked you, his tone made it feel like an interrogation and he had his fist balled up. “I don’t know, said his name was Felix.” You shrugged and walked past him, filling your cup with some fruity juice. “What’d he ask?” Tate came standing behind you again, his breath was on your neck.. you felt your cheeks heat up and tried to play it cool by turning around, sipping your drink and telling him, “he just flirted with me, nothing big.” You thought it wouldn’t matter that much but Tate’s knuckles turned white and his eyes were filled with anger, but why? You grabbed his fist with your hand and told him, “it’s fine Tate, he’s just some guy, don’t worry about it.” You knew Tate could be protective but wow, you’d never experienced him like that before. He relaxed his fists and took a deep breath, he muttered a small “if you say so.” Before offering to take you back to the party, to which you gladly said yes.

Upon re-entering the party Tate was swept away by the same group of guys as before and you were left to fend for yourself, you walked around a bit trying not to bump into anyone before you felt a hand on your shoulder, “we meet again!” A voice behind you spoke, you turned around and were met with Felix’ face standing with who you presumed was his friend. He swiftly threw his arm over your shoulder. “Why don’t we just go upstairs huh, the two of us? Show me your room.” Felix whispered into your ear, tightening his grip on your shoulder, you grew highly uncomfortable at the guy you barely knew trying to get with you like this, who does he think he is?

“Uhm no thank you.” You laughed awkwardly, you tried to get out of his grip but it felt like his hand was superglued onto your shoulder. “Come on.. you know you wanna.” You internally cringed at the words leaving his lips, you silently prayed for something to happen so you could get out of this guys grip, you nervously laughed again before frantically looking around for help, you felt your heart pounding inside your chest, why couldn’t this guy just take no for an answer? Felix started to try to push and pull you towards the stairs with him, you tried to push back but his grip only became tighter. “Stop struggling so fucking hard!” He snapped at you, you saw a few eyes in you two and your anxiety just got worse, tears started to well up in your eyes, you thought things couldn’t get any worse from now on and you considered accepting your fate until you heard a loud BANG and Felix was on the floor with Tate on top of him pounding into his skull, Felix threw some punches back and they rolled over a few times but Tate ultimately overpowered him and he was left bloody and bruised on the floor to be picked up by one of his friends.

Tate stood up and for the cherry on top he spat at Felix, his spit a little red from the blood, it landed right on his beanie. Tate’s breath was heavy, his chest rose up and down, he wiped some blood off of his face with his arm before turning to you, his eyes were dark, his lips were bruised and his nose was bleeding. “You okay?” He asked, his voice was low and he sounded out of breath, you simply gave him a nod. “Alright everyone get out of here! Now!” Tate turned around and screamed at the party people to leave, he then grabbed Felix’ friend by the collar before telling him, “and you better get him far away before I beat the shit out of you too.” He let go of him and he scrambled to pick Felix up from the floor, within a matter of minutes the whole house was empty and Tate had gone off to the bathroom to clean himself up, you picked up some trash off the floor before heading to the bathroom too.

“Hey, are you alright Tate?” You peeked at Tate from behind the bathroom door, watching him clean himself in the mirror, he winced when the cold wet cotton pad touched the bruises on his face. “Im alright, I was more concerned about you.” He chuckled as he tried to clean the blood on his face, you entered the bathroom and took the cotton pad from him and started to clean his wounds for him. “How does this hurt anyways, aren’t you like invincible to this?” You questioned him, trying to wipe away as much as you could. “Well it still hurts, I just heal way way faster.” He explained and you nodded, you thought for a second before asking him, “why did you beat him up anyways?” His eyebrows furrowed slightly and his eyes darkened. “He was hitting on you, you obviously didn’t want him and he didn’t leave you alone.” He shrugged his shoulders like it was the most normal thing in the world and you chuckled. “You didn’t have to beat him to a pulp though, you could have talked to him.” You stated, but Tate didn’t look too happy about this. “He was a massive creep, I just wanted to protect you, I care about you, you know.” He mumbled the last part but you still heard him pretty clearly. “I know.” You talk-whispered, you ran the cotton pad over his lips, you felt him looking down at you as you cleaned him up. “You know I’d do anything to protect you, right? Keep you safe.” You nodded and threw the cotton pads away, Tate took a seat next to you on the sink. “I really care about you, I can’t stand seeing other guys do that type of stuff to you.” He spat and looked away from your eyes to his shoes. “I care about you too Tate, don’t worry too much about guys, this was just a bad one, a good one will come along eventually.” You shrugged and kicked your feet, you felt Tate’s gaze land back on you. “I don’t mean just the bad guys, all guys, I can’t stand any guy talking to you.” He said as if it was the most normal thing ever.

“Any guy?” Your eyes shot up to meet his. “Any guy.” Tate stated again, it went quiet, you looked at him and he looked at you, and for a few moments you swore he looked down at your lips. “W-well what do you mea-“ You attempted to ask before Tate cut you off, “I want you, I can’t stand any guy talking to you because I want you. I like you, I think I might even love you.” Your eyes went wide and your heart stopped for a second and your feet stopped kicking. “I.. I like you too Tate, I think I might even love you too..” You declared, you turned your face away from Tate to avoid him from seeing your embarrassment and red face, that didn’t work out too well though because in a matter of seconds Tate had your face in his hands and his lips on your lips, you shared a passionate kiss for a while, you took in the moment and made sure to cherish it, you hands were on his face, in his curls or on his neck, Tate pulled away and gave you a cheeky smile. “Am I in love with a dead guy?” You questioned sarcastically, slightly out of breath, Tate laughed and replied, “yeah, you creep.”

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“I need him biblically,,, I need him in a way that is concerning to feminism.”

Currently rewatching asylum for the first time since it aired. Evan really put his whole evussy into this role stg 🙏🏻

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Rockstar Rivals

Rodrick Heffley x Reader

summary: Rodrick finally managed to book a gig, but upon arriving he finds out it's been double booked, and then he meets the girl he has to share the stage with. Just some fluff with some enemies to lovers undertones.

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Rodrick was pacing around in one of the rooms at the party he was going to be playing at with his band. ''Fuck fuck fuck!'' He exclaimed, mumbling and cursing to himself as he walked back and forth in the room his drumsticks tapping against his legs. ''How could this idot double book a gig at his own party!'' He flung his drumstick towards Bill who just managed to avoid it from hitting his eye. ''Dude, calm down okay go get a drink from the bar out front or something it will be fine!'' Bill tried calming Rodrick down to avoid any more possible accidents. ''Fine! It won't be fine, Bill! We can't even play our whole setlist now!'' Rodrick exclaimed grabbing the paper containing all the songs they wished to play from the couch and shoving it in Bill's face. ''Just pick your favorites okay, be happy we even get to play, you're not exactly the best at getting us gigs so please just calm down.'' Bill tried to reason with Rodrick who gave him a huff before he spoke, ''fine.. I'll go get a drink.'' Rodrick walked out of the room and slammed the door out of anger, he knew that Bill was right, this has been the first gig in a while since Heather's birthday, the thought of his embarassment at the party making a wave of cringe surge through his body, his crush on Heather was now looong gone.

He came to a halt at the bar that they brought in for the party, he took a seat next to a girl he hadn't seen before, she was playing with the straw in her drink, moving around the ice. ''You want anything?'' The guy behind the bar asked Rodrick who told him he just wanted a coke, the guy giving it to him not even a second later. He popped open the bottle and took a sip before his eyes wandered back to the girl who still hadn't taken a sip of her drink, he studied her features trying to place if he had seen her before. ''Hello?'' Rodrick hadn't realized the girl had caught him staring at her, she had a puzzled look on her face waiting for him to reply. ''U-Uhm hey!'' Rodrick greeted the girl his face flushing red with embarrassment, the girl looked him up and down with furrowed brows, ''why were you uhm, staring at me?'' She questioned him with a semi-arrogant tone, a little creeped out. ''Oh yeah sorry, I was just trying to place you, I don't think I've seen you around here before.'' He clarified, the girls demeanor lit up and she now had a smile on her face. ''Oh that makes sense! No I'm actually not from around here, but I'm close with the host!'' She stuck out a hand for Rodrick to shake which he did. ''My name is [name] by the way.'' She added, Rodrick then told her his and they kept talking for a while figuring out they were actually into the same music and liked the same bands. ''So what are you doing here then? You don't seem like the party type.'' Rodrick questioned her, completely forgetting about the whole 'having to share the gig' situation. ''Oh I'm playing with my band tonight!'' Rodricks smile dropped from his face, anger boiling up inside of him. ''Sorry, what?'' He asked, hoping and praying that he didn't just hear what he thought he did. ''Yeah me and my band are playing tonight, we have to cut it short though, some other bozo is playing too.'' She rolled her eyes talking about the 'bozo' not knowing he was sitting right next to her. ''I'M that bozo! and YOU are sharing the stage with ME!'' He jumped up from his seat going off at the girl who gave him a disinterested stare. ''Sure, bozo, you can stay delusional whilst me and my band rock this party.'' She got off from her seat and blew Rodrick a kiss and gave him a middlefinger before walking off to the stage at the other side of the room. Rodricks face was red with anger, but he didn't mind the kiss she blew him, wait no! She's now his rival, she's not some.. super hot chick who has the same interests as him and is practically perfect in his eyes, she fucked up his show! He could never like her.

A few minutes later the sound of a guitar was heard from the other side of the room catching Rodrick's attention, he walked over to the stage standing next to his bandmates who had come out of the prep room too, along with a guitarist, bassist and a drummer, the girl he had just been talking to stood in the middle of the stage with a microphone in her hands, Rodrick stood in the crowd with crossed arms and an irritated expression, when his friends asked what was up he dismissed them saying he didn't want to talk about it. After plugging some stuff in and getting all of the instruments ready, [name] began to speak into the microphone, her voice blaring through the speakers and ringing in Rodrick's ears. She made a, according to Rodrick, shitty announcement before signaling to the other members to start playing. The speakers almost seemed to explode due to the heavy rock music that the band was playing, Rodrick just stood in the crowd and rolled his eyes at the music swearing it 'wasn't all that' but that was before the girl in the middle of the stage began to sing, she stared him in the eyes and gave him a smirk before she started to sing, and even Rodrick in this situation couldn't deny that her voice was heavenly, she hit all the notes she needed to with almost no effort and Rodrick was almost mesmerized hearing all the words roll off her tongue, as sweet as honey. Noticing Rodricks shock [name] laughed to herself, happy that she caught him so off guard and being almost a hundred percent sure they were the best band of the night.

After a while it was Löded Diper's turn to play, and [name] was almost equally as shocked as Rodrick was at the bands talent, of course she laughed at the bands name because, I mean, it was slightly ridiculous but she could appreciate the raw talent they definitely possesed. At the end of their show Rodrick screamed out something about rock and diapers before he got off stage heading right for [name]. ''So, still think that your band is better than mine?'' Rodrick said, getting right into the girls face with a smirk. ''Yeah I do actually, but you aren't bad Rodrick.'' She reluctantly complemented him, fake gagging as she said it, they both laughed and Rodrick told her her band wasn't too bad either. ''You're a great singer, I like your voice, a lot actually.'' He whispered the last part, secretly not wanting her to hear it, but the girl smiled and she could feel heat rise to her cheeks, ''Thank you.. you're a great drummer! I wouldn't mind playing together with you sometime..'' She brushed her hand against Rodrick who quickly picked up on her flirtatious tone. ''Well I think i can make that happen, but I would need your number for that.'' Rodrick internally applauded himself at this sudden boost of confidence, but it was just so easy with her, she wasn't fake like Heather, she was pretty, down to earth truly pretty inside and out,cshe liked his favorite bands, she was nice, funny, cute and her attitude did something to him. Rodrick was snapped out of his thoughts by the girl handing him a note, he took at and saw the numbers she scribbled onto it, when he looked back up the girl was gone but at the bottom of the paper it read:

'Call me x'

Rodrick never drove his van faster than he did that night.

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“Too Young.”

Kylo Ren x Reader

In this story when appointed Supreme Leader, Kylo is in his early 30's. There is no use of y/n, readers name just isn’t mentioned, use of biologically female anatomical features.

Warnings: age gap (10yrs?) possesive and obsessive Kylo, half smut, toxic maybe?

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Being so young you felt like you always had to prove yourself, if somebody assigned you a task you would complete it a hundred times better than what was originally asked of you. But even with your outstanding efforts on the Finalizer, you were still looked down upon by your superiors. Yes your endeavors were excellent and nobody could complain about the work that you delivered but even then people would still call you, too young.

It hurt the first few times... oh but who were you kidding? It hurt every single time that it slipped from someones tongue, especially his. Kylo Ren, the recently appointed new Supreme Leader of the First Order. He was captivating, with and without helmet, you had only seen his face about two times in your years of working on the Finalizer but the image could never leave your mind, he was absolutely spellbinding. His beauty went beyond what you had expected, piercing brown eyes, dark hair that fell almost too perfectly around his face, a scar starting under his eye and disappearing into his clothes, a beautifully pale complexion and that nose, that might have been your favorite part of him, his big and prominent nose. His charm, however, was not limited to his face for you, he was huge, he was tall and everything seemed to be in proportion, his hands were huge, his arms were huge, his legs, anything and everything. He always towered right over you, when he was behind you he acted almost like a wall. He had never explicitly said it but whenever your mind wandered from a task to just how big his hands or gorgeous his eyes were, you could hear a voice in your head, a small whisper that you swore sounded just like him, ''You're too young.'' It said, rejecting your thoughts about your Supreme Leader.

But despite these comments entering your mind whenever your thoughts drove off to him, you were unsure of how genuine they were, whenever you were off to handle tasks you could always feel a presence lurking right behind you, and when you turned your head you could find him, standing in the same hallway, observing you but quickly walking away when you caught his stare. What you did not know is that you were right, the voice in your head was his, reminding you that you were too young, too young for him, It was not as much for you as it was for him. He could not get you off his mind, he tried day and night to stop thinking about you, your beauty was even more captivating to him as his was to you, but you were simply too young, you had only recently turned twenty two years old and he was well in his mid-thirties, he in no way wanted to corrupt your still innocent and free soul with his corrupt and troubled one, if anything he wanted to preserve what you had, you could not belong to him, he could not do that to you, but you could not belong to anybody else either.

For this reason whenever you would interact with any man on the ship, they would suddenly need to report to the Supreme Leader or he would suddenly appear behind you two, telling you both you need to get back to your tasks. You had begun talking to one of the First Order officers you later learned was named Lin. Lin was a kind man that often helped with your tasks even though you insisted you could perform them fine on your own, which was true, and he knew that, nonetheless he just wanted an excuse to spend his time with and around you. Kylo noticed this, and he did not like it, at all, no matter how much he called Lin to him, told you to go back to work or intervened in any way, he always came back. Kylo could not stand it, Lin might not have been a bad influence per se but Kylo could not risk it, he had to preserve your pristineness, your innocence, and to do that, he had step up his game. Kylo called Lin into the conference room and it did not take long for him to enter. ''Supreme Leader, sir, I am here, what do you need me for?'' Lin was panting as he walked up to Kylo, beads of sweat running down his face indicating he ran there as soon as Kylo called him. ''Hello, Lin,'' Kylo started talking, his voice distorted by his helmet, ''I have called you here because we need to have a talk.'' He stated, turning his body to Lin and stepping closer to him, Lin could feel Kylo's eyes piercing through his skull even with the helmet on. ''W-Well, what do we need to talk about, Supreme Leader?'' Lin was afraid, he knew what Kylo was capable of, he was a man with no mercy for anybody he deemed his enemy. ''I can sense your fear,'' snickered Kylo. ''You are weak Lin, I hope you are aware of that, but that is not the point, what I want to talk to you about is the girl.'' Lin raised his eyebrows in confusion. ''Do you mean-'' He started before being interrupted by Kylo. ''Yes, her, you are going to stop talking to her, you understand?'' Kylo stated, Lin's confusion rose. ''But Supreme Leader, sir, why?'' He questioned Kylo, Kylo stepped towards him, minimizing the distance between them every step he took and Lin did not dare step back, Kylo took one of his gloved hands and roughly grabbed Lin's face so hard he almost broke his jaw. ''Because I say so, and what I say, goes, you understand?'' Lin sputtered as tears formed in the corners of his eyes, he tried nodding but Kylo's tight grip would not let him. ''Yes s-sir.'' Lin barely got the words out but when they left his lips Kylo let go of him, ''now scram, you fool.'' Lin had already ran before Kylo could complete his sentence.

The following day when you were up to some of your daily tasks you passed by Lin in one of the halls, you waved your hand at him and were about to walk up to him to strike up a conversation, but as soon as he saw you, his eyes widened and he quickly walked off. You felt as if he was avoiding you, but you could not understand why, until you took a look behind you to find your Supreme Leader standing in the dark, watching you. He had been up to something and you knew it. You wanted nothing but to confirm your suspicions, but what were you going to do? You could not possibly risk offending Kylo, you would lose everything you had worked oh so hard for to build up these past few years, however your curiousity was eating you alive and you simply could not take it anymore. It was the late afternoon when you stormed into the conference room you knew Kylo Ren would be at, and luckily for you he was there alone. ''Ah hello, what a surprise to see you here!'' Kylo exclaimed when he saw you enter through the big, steel doors. ''What is it you come to me fo-'' you cut Kylo off before he can finish his sentence, your eyes trying their best to pierce through his helmet as you stand maybe... a little too close to him. ''What have you been up to?'' You question him, trying to contain your anger. ''What are you talking about?'' Kylo countered your question with his own, stepping closer to further limit the distance between you two. As his body comes closer to yours you almost forget what you came to him for in the first place, your fiery eyes go from his helmet to his chest, arms, hands, you take in his body, the size, the greatness, then you hear a low chuckle coming from Kylo's helmet. Your eyes shoot back up at him, ''I am talking about Lin, and basically any other man that I have ever come in contact with, they all suddenly get called away or distracted by something and you are always around when that happens, and Lin, we talked every single day and suddenly one day he starts avoiding me like the plague!'' You exclaimed in a tone you maybe should not have used, you realized your words and your throat felt closed up, you heartbeat increased rapidly and you hoped you were not visibly sweating. ''What exactly are you accusing me of.'' He lowered his head to to yours, the glass in the helmet showing you your own nervous and trembling reflection. ''N-nothing sir, I-I am sorry, sir..'' Your voice was shaking and you swore he just chuckled again, you could slightly make out the shape of his eyes behind the glass of his helmet. He stepped away from you raising his head back up. ''You are not wrong, you know? Maybe I scared some of them off a little.'' He shrugged, his back was turned to you as he walked to the other side of the room, you quickly followed. ''Wait what? excuse me sir but why would you do that?'' he came to a sudden halt and you almost crashed into his back, he spun back around. ''Because they were not worthy.'' You felt, flattered? Somehow? But angry at the same time, you were angry at him for turning away your chances at any type of relationship with anybody on the ship, but you were also flattered that Kylo Ren, Supreme Leader Kylo Ren, was this invested in you, that he cared about you this much. ''Then who is worthy?'' You asked him, he sighed all he wanted to tell you was that it was him, he was worthy, he wanted you, he wanted to tell you he heard all your thoughts about him, every single one and that all he wanted to do was fulfill them, but you were just... too young. ''Sir?'' You placed your hand on his arm and he quickly shook his arm to get your hand off. ''No, do not touch me.'' He shook his head taking a step back from you. ''But why, sir?'' The way the word 'sir' rolled so smoothly off your tongue drove him crazy, he wanted nothing more than to have you, to kiss you, to touch you. ''I know how you have been thinking about me, your thoughts, they are so loud, so loud, but I am sorry, I cannot answer to them, you are too young.''

It stung, like a knife to the heart it stung, Supreme Leader Kylo Ren, the man you had been lusting over for so long, he confirmed it, you were too young, but you were determined, now that you knew how he thought about you, you needed it, you needed him. ''I know im young, sir, but my mind is well beyond my years.'' You tried to persuade him, he turned his back to you and right when you thought you were being rejected, you heard a low hissing sound, his hand went up to his head, they grabbed his helmet and slowly raised it from his head. You saw his dark hair falling out from the helmet he then placed next to him on the conference table. He slowly turned around and you were met with his dark brown eyes, those piercing eyes, they looked down at you as he stepped closer, It was like you remembered, the eyes, the hair, the nose, the lips and the long scar, all you could think about was where it ended. A low chuckle emitted from his full, plush lips ''Your thoughts are so loud.'' He stepped closer to you, his gloved hand reached up to your face, caressing you cheek with the rough leather. ''But I cannot, I cannot corrupt your pure soul.'' You placed your hand on top of his, feeling just how big it was. ''You could not corrupt me even if you tried.'' You smirked at him, your confidence was radiating, you had this opportunity now and there was no way you were going to let it slip. Kylo's eyes went wide, he was shocked at your sudden confident attitude, his lips formed into a smirk and he grabbed your face with the hand resting on your cheek, he pulled your face towards his own and without a second thought he crashed his lips onto yours, you were soon to kiss him back and before you knew it you were half-sitting half-laying down on the conference room's table with Kylo between your legs hungrily kissing your lips.

''Your thoughts, your desires, your fantasies.'' He said inbetween kisses. ''I want to fulfill them all.'' He bit at your lip before moving his kisses down to your jawline and from your jawline to your neck, biting, sucking, licking, doing whatever he pleased. 'He continued speaking dirty words and sweet praise inbetween licks and bites, the only noises coming from you being whimpers and moans. ''You sound.. so sweet.'' He commented before pulling away from your neck causing you to whimper, he grabbed the bottom of your shirt lifting it up over your head, he stuck out a hand and an invisible pair of hands unclasped and removed your bra, an interesting use of the force for sure. H e took in the image of your naked boobs, still trying to process that this was really happening. He slowly extended his hand to one of your boobs, massaging it, looking up at you for any confirmation, you gave him a nod and he attached his lips to your nipple, sucking and licking at whilst massaging the other one, you tried to keep quiet not knowing if the room was any form of soundproof. Kylo pulled away from your nipple and was on his way to your pants before a swift sound came from behind you, you turned your head and saw the big doors had opened and General Hux stood in the doorway, he quickly turned to look away and you picked up your clothes and got dressed almost in an instant. Kylo did not seem to be affected by the situation at all simply stating ''we will continue our meeting later, I think General Hux needs me.'' He looked down at you giving you a wink, your cheeks heated up and you quickly scurried off past General Hux desperately trying to avoid eyecontact.

You could not wait for later.

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