A.N: New Chapter. SMUT WARNING. There's some... NovaXKnight smut in this chapter. Consider yourself warned and prepared.
---- Nova POV ----
When you woke up you noticed two things; you had a hangover from Hell, and you were boiling hot. You felt a weight at your back, and you were definitely not snuggled into your pillow.
You adjusted to your surroundings, realizing that thankfully, you were dressed, well in your tank top and panties. You looked up the bed and realized you were sprawled over the expanse of Trudgen's bare chest, your leg thrown over his thick thigh, still clad in his jeans. Your gaze followed the thick, muscular arm thrown over your waist, hand splayed over your stomach, and saw that it was Vicrul. He was pressed against you, soft snores falling from his lips, his face pressed against your shoulder. He too was mostly dressed, t-shirt and boxers, his jeans on the floor as if he'd merely dropped them and stepped out of them before clambering into bed. You looked back up at Trudgen, his hand was tangled in your hair, his other under his head, his lips slightly parted as he slept.
You did a quick mental check, the night before was fuzzy. You were dressed. Your pussy did not feel like two Knights of Ren had run through you, and your body didn't ache anywhere but your head. Least you'd managed to keep your panties on around these men, and had just partaken in an overly cozy sleepover. Why did you feel so disappointed?
You shook off the feeling, and look up to see Kylo's smirking face as he leaned against your door frame. His features were a picture of amusement as he took in the sight before him, but his eyes burned darkly and you couldn't place what the emotion was in them. In his giant hands, one of your coffee mugs was gripped, looking so comically small.
"This is not what it looks like," You mutter as you eye the Commander. His hair was damp, and he smelled of soap and cologne. He was freshly showered, and he looked and smelled incredible. How could anyone look that good this early in a morning. Meanwhile you just knew you looked like a roughed up ewok yet again. He always caught you at your worst.
"That's a shame. You need to... unwind. You're so tense all the time recently," He smirked.
"Same could be said for you, Mister lightsaber solves everything," You grumbled in return.
"I unwind. I have... buddies." He chuckled darkly, "How about you Major?"
You clamber over Trudgen less than gracefully, much to Kylo's amusement as he chuckled softly. You stood up, and heard Trudgen and Vicrul starting to stir, the Knights stretching and groaning as they did. You heard yawning and clearing of throats. Seems your friends were awake.
"I do just fine, Commander."
"Recently?" He pried.
"I've been busy." You clear your throat, changing the subject, "Is there more coffee?"
"Yes. The others are making breakfast, there's fresh coffee made. The Knights have taken over your quarters it would seem, Major."
"That's fine, what time is it?"
"0715. I sensed the Knights here so thought I'd come make sure you're all alive and ready for training this morning."
"And you thought you'd just barge into my bedroom?"
"The door was unlocked. And it's 'not what it looks like'... so there's nothing to worry about, huh?"
"I'm going to shower," You rolled your eyes and headed into the refresher, locking the door.
You took a hot shower, brushed your teeth and used the facilities. You dried off and wrapped yourself in a towel, braiding your hair so it was out of your face for Training. You opened the bathroom door and was met with an empty bedroom, and one of the Knight's had made your bed. You quickly threw on a sports bra, panties, leggings and sneakers.
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