Strange Love [Kylo Ren AU]

Six: Revelation

[Bounty hunters passed through the estate today. They claim that they were looking for a fugitive that stole important livestock belonging directly to the Sith. As convincing as they were, I am unsure if I believed their intentions were genuine. If it were the case, it wouldn't explain why they wanted to speak with any children I have on the property. I hid the Princess in my quarters and let her read stories while they searched the premises...]

-B.H. (Brendol Hux)

(Warnings: This is a horny chapter. Like it's smut for almost 15,000 words. Hell yeah, pun intended. Anyways, I hate to spoil it, but you're gonna have sex with Kylo and someone else is gonna be involved. Someone who wears a helmet and perhaps is hunting for a bounty... Ya know... Have fun.)

The crowded and celebratory atmosphere that was the banquet hall in Lord Revan's manor was far different from how it felt to stand with Sir Ren in one of the estate's quarters.

    It seemed effortless when the two of you had been tangled in each other, placing food and wine on the other's tongue. The intimacy there felt warm and comforting, a small moment alone in a room full of others.

    Now that the two of you were truly the only ones, it was intimidating. The threat of touching and whispering left you feeling afraid. What would Sir Ren do to you now that there was no one to watch it?

    How he touched you and muttered praise while you sat on his lap made your head spin. The entire time you sat with him, you longed to be alone, just like this. Now that you had it and he wasn't tearing your clothes from your body or even acknowledging the moment you shared, it worried you.

    The part that you were focusing on the most wasn't the ideas of embarrassment or pain that he might put you through if there wasn't anyone to hold the sadistic knight accountable. No, it was the suggestion of something else, something far more devastating:

    Sir Ren not touching you would be far more painful than if he chose to hurt you.

    "You're shaking, dove." Sir Ren's voice echoed through the stone walls of the room around you, the sound filling the space in the same way as the dull candlelights. The low rumble of his tone mingled with the way the flames danced across his skin.

    "I am?" You asked, cursing yourself internally. You knew that you were trembling. It was evident in how you could barely pull the glove off of his hand as he held it out towards you.

    Being alone with Kylo might always make you nervous, you thought. But especially in a setting as intimate as dark, and quiet as this one. And even more so, when his instructions for you were to: "Remove my clothes and prepare a bath."

Kylo chuckled softly, staring down at you as you tugged on the leather covering his fingers. His hand was much larger than yours, and a sick thought passed through his head about how easy it would be for him to crush you. He could make it happen without requesting if he needed you to bend in his favor.