Hybristophilia | Kylo Ren x Reader.

Breakfast.

After a night of unspeakable pleasure you drifted off into a deep sleep. When you finally woke up you grasped the bedsheets either side of you, soft and silky, but empty. You sat up slowly, allowing your eyelids to flutter open, you looked around Kylos bedroom to find him but he wasn't there. You stood up out of the enormous bed, landing on bare feet on the cool marble floor, one of Kylos white shirts was draped over a leather armchair, you picked it up and put it on, covering up your naked frame.

You walked down the staircase slowly, stretching your arms above your head. As you almost reached the bottom step you heard Kylos voice, it was muffled from behind his office door. You took a seat on a step and listening, being cautious to not make any sound.

"She won't talk..."

"Good, be here in an hour."

You quickly crept back up to the top of the stairs as you heard his footsteps approach the office door. It swung open and your eyes met his as he stood at the foot of the staircase. His hair was messy, stray pieces falling into his chiselled face, a mug of coffee in his left hand. He smirked at you, taking in your small frame that was drowning in his crisp designer shirt.

"Eavesdropping?" He said, your face gave the truth away in an instant. 

He chuckled under his breath before he took a big gulp of his steaming hot beverage. He slowly began to walk up the stairs towards you, his fingers tapping on the bannister, like he was a masochistic lion approaching his prey.

"Don't you know it's rude to listen in to peoples private conversations?" He purred.

"I'm sorry, I was just trying to find you..." You mumbled.

His free hand found the side of your face, and he began stroking your jaw.

"How adorable, my lost puppy." He cooed. You nuzzled into his touch, letting him comfort you.

"I should probably go, I have work to catch up on." You said, looking up into his soft hazel eyes.

"No peach, you aren't going anywhere." Kylo said, your brow rippled in confusion. "Besides, I'm your client, and I need your help." 

"Oh...yeah, how could I forget." You grimaced, a bitter taste filling your mouth.

"Is my sweet girl jealous?" He said, smirking.

You rolled your eyes and turned around, heading back to his bathroom. Kylo followed you as you stormed off, he leant against the doorframe as you splashed cool water on your face.

"How could I not be fucking jealous, you're getting married in a few months!" You scoffed, wiping your face with a soft grey towel that hung from a metal hook on his bathroom wall.

"It's just business, nothing more." He quipped, sternly.

"So, you don't love her?" You said sheepishly.

"I don't love, full stop." His tone was as cold as ice.

"Do you fuck her?" You scorned.

"Not if I can help it." He muttered.

"So what? you're just marrying her for her money...for power?" You asked curiously.

"Precisely." He said.

"And after you marry her, what then? You'll just throw me away like trash?" You snapped bitterly.

"Naïve little girl. You belong to me, and I take good care of what is mine." He purred, grabbing you by your waist and pulling you closely to his brawny chest.

That was enough to calm you, your mind stopped spiralling and you let him hold you. "Now, we forty minutes to ourselves, so get on my bed and spread that little pussy for me."

You obeyed him without question, as much as you were full of jealously and bleakness, you couldn't resist the sins he was willing to bestow upon your eager body. You laid back on the bed, unbuttoning his enormous shirt, letting it fall by your sides. You watched his eyes gleam as you pulled your folds apart, allowing him to get a full view of your soaking wet core.

"Mm." He moaned, kneeling on the bed in front of you, wetting his full lips. "Breakfast."

He grabbed onto your fleshy hips and dragged you towards him, his nose brushing against your aching bundle of nerves. His tongue lapped up every drop of your arousal, his eyes burning into your own as he ate you out. Your head fell back, your eyes rolling in their sockets as he hit every sensitive spot of your cunt, making you pant. As he sucked your clit, you felt two of his thick, long fingers enter you, curling up and hitting your g-spot, the pleasure was agonisingly good. Before you knew it you were clenching down on his digits, you felt him smirk against your core, he knew you were falling apart for him in only a matter of minutes. The sounds of your wet cunt filled the room as he fucked you with his fingers, pushing you over the edge of bliss.

"Ky-Kylo...fuck, I'm cumming, I'm fucking cumming...oh..." You whined, arching your back to the ceiling, your vision bursting with spots of black from scrunching your eyes shut.

"That's a good little girl." He purred, his soaking wet lips glistening in the morning light that was shining through the bedroom curtains. "Now, there's something I want you to do for me."