Hybristophilia | Kylo Ren x Reader.

Poker Face.

You made your way back around to the entrance of the manor, Vicrul was standing against the colossal wall, running a veiny hand through his neatly styled hair. You walked straight past him, avoiding his concerned eyes, and headed straight for the bathroom. You felt an immense amount of guilt, he seemed like a lovely guy, but you didn't want Kylo to punish him, or you for that matter.

The bathroom was empty, so you locked the door behind you, giving you enough time to scrub the smudged lipstick from your cheeks and the blotchy mascara from under your eyes. You ripped off your false lashes and threw them into the waste bin in a huff, adjusting your mask and examining your neck and chest. Your delicate skin was again covered in deep red patches, Kylos claims upon you in all their glory, the proof of his infidelity and your dissipating self respect. You popped small blobs of foundation over them, allowing it to soak into your sweat covered skin, it wasn't a perfect cover up but it was better than nothing.

You sat on the toilet with jelly legs and relieved yourself, cleaning the remaining cum that had dripped down your thighs, blotching your soaking underwear with tissue. You hung your head in total shame. As you sat and thought about what had just happened you felt an overwhelming sense of anger rise under your skin again. Kylo was a cheat, an unfaithful man, with some strange infatuation with you. But why? You weren't anything special, you were an ordinary young woman, unremarkable. You weren't rich and lavish like Julia, you weren't shaped like a supermodel with cheek bones sculpted for the gods, you weren't living in an enormous manor, dripping in designer brands. You didn't know what he saw in you, and you didn't expect to find out.

But you knew exactly what you saw in him, the man you once loved. A mirror image of what you lost. You heart ached to look into his eyes, almost the exact same shade of soft amber. If you closed your eyes and kissed his plush lips, it was like kissing Flip again. How you yearned for that. But their personalities were polar opposites, one brought you happiness and one brought you pain. Each making you suffer in different ways. You sighed deeply to yourself, caressing your knees that were red raw, wincing as your ass lifted from the toilet seat. You had been beaten and bruised, fucked into the dirt. But again, your mind was clear, your thoughts weren't that of pain but of a dark, twisted pleasure. It was like you were a Jekyll and Hyde, Kylo bought out the Hyde in you.

Hobbling back down the stairs to your table, you saw Rose sat alone, she was flipping through her notebook, surveying the room for inspiration. You had almost forgotten about the wedding, it made you feel sick. How were you supposed to plan the perfect day for a man who was so far from perfect, the man who had been fucking the daylights out of you behind his lovers back...

Would this happen after he was married?

Where was he now?

Does Julia already know?

Your mind spiralled into madness as you sat beside Rose.

"Hey Rose, I'm sorry about that." You said sheepishly.

"It's okay." You were grateful she didn't probe, not mentioning where Vicrul had gone. "I've taken a lot of notes, we have a lot to go off."

"That's really great." You said, trying to sound positive about the situation.

"Are you alright? You look distracted." She mused, she took your wrist in her hand, making you flinch.

"I'm fine, just had one too many drinks." You said, sucking in a deep breath. You placed your hands into your lap, the red marks going unnoticed by Rose thankfully.

She gave you an unsure smile but didn't pester. You looked around the room, you couldn't see Kylo or Vicrul, you hoped that nothing had happened. A few moments past, until your eyes eventually spotted a hulking figure sat down at a large red table, smoking a cigarette, a tidy head of mousy hair beside him. Rose was busy on the phone to Finn, so you decided to go over and see what they were doing. As you got closer you noticed the two men you were searching for, sat down shuffling cards and talking amongst themselves. You breathed a small sigh of relief that Kylo hadn't punished him for coming onto you.

Another three men were sat with them, all with their masks off. You took a deep breath and approached the empty chair at the table. All five sets of eyes looked over at you, the darkest pair made a lump appear in your throat. Kylos head tilted, an intrigued look plastered on his face. You glanced over and saw Julia, she was mingling with guests and taking photographs. 'You can do this' you said to yourself in your mind.

"May I join in?" You said with a brash confidence that shocked even yourself.