Not A Monster (Kylo Ren X OC)

Traitor

Commander, I have something I would like to discuss with you immediately." His signature orange hair contrasts his soft, jet, black uniform. General Hux turns to me in bewilderment and confusion.

"Good." Kylo Ren fastens his helmet with his back facing us. "We can talk at the meeting."

"I'm afraid this conversation needs to happen now." He sees my hair slightly disheveled and looks at me up and down. His mind reflects on the little hints given to put the pieces together. His eyebrows furrow. A look of displeasure waves across his face.

I blush at the thought of General Hux knowing our little erotic secret. My lips create a small smirk as I fantasize. I allow my mind open to Kylo, hoping that he sees my erotic fantasies of him doing me in every which way.

Kylo Ren sighs in discomfort and ushers the general to speak. Hux closes the door behind him while eyeing me and then Kylo.

"I don't trust her to be here during..." General Hux waves his hand as to imply the discussion as a whole.

"And don't like you here either, General. She's fine to stay."

General squints in consideration before he says what's on his mind. The corner of his mouth twitches. "Incidentally, her presence at this moment will be of use to us."

Kylo turns over his shoulder and cocks his head to the side as if glaring at General Hux to choose his next words wisely.

"Commander, we need to leave right now. Our initial agenda should either be carried out immediately or abandoned for good. I have been informed of Lady Corven's treasonous actions following our arrival here."

"What?" I blurt out in shock.

General Hux reaches his hand over to me and places his thumb on my chin and index finger under it. "Yes..." He begins to fiddle with my hair sensually. He places the strand behind my ear. "Your lack of relation to the Corvens and potential use to us may have just saved your life. Commander Ren here has secured your survival through a mere technicality. I will make it my personal goal to make sure you are put to good use."

I pull away from the General's coaxing leather glove and sneer at his comment. "My mother would never betray the First Order. Your war has brought us so much prosperity over the last few years." I look back and forth to the two men. "There's no way. General Hux, what proof do you have?"

"I have more than enough evidence, Lady Corven. Or rather, you aren't actually a Lady of Corven. Maeve was it?"

Oh now he remembers my name!

I bring my attention back to Kylo. His silence leaves me uneasy. What is he thinking under that mask? "Kylo, Commander Ren." I correct myself in formalities. "What do you suppose we do?"

"We?" The Commander inquires. "I see you have already made your choice then." He fully turns to me and briefly walks towards us. His mask turns to Hux. "The three of us are to leave in two hours, General."

"After the meeting? You really think this young lady won't try to escape or yell in that amount of time? I say we leave now."

"I understand your concern but I need to finish what I started. You've accomplished your agenda here, so let me finish mine. Keep her out of trouble for the time being. Don't let her out of your sight. Our next meeting starts soon. That is when I will state my intentions. Escort Maeve to her room to pack." Kylo promptly leaves the guestroom and heads towards the meeting area.

"Am I being taken against my will?"

The General scoffs at the meaningless task given. His eyes roll at the predicament that he has created upon himself. "Let's go, Girl." His usual considerate replies dissipate into rudeness.