Everyone's POV:
Y/n keep trying to yell at Thrawn as Thrawn is tending to y/n's swollen face. After Thrawn finishes tending to y/n, Thrawn leaves the room for a bit. Y/n still can't really talk.
Y/n's POV:
"Ugh Where's is he going now? Wait why do I care? My wrists hurt..." thought y/n. As y/n looks around he notices all the art scattered around. "Huh so the things kallus told me was true, he does have art all over his room" thought y/n as he hears the doors opening again. It was thrawn, again.
Thrawn's POV:
Thrawn has re-entered with what looks like food. "You're probably hungry, I'll feed you since you're, you know, handcuffed and your face probably still hurts..." says Thrawn with a calm face but internally he is flushed with impure thoughts of y/n. "He's all mine....he's here....although slightly damaged...He's still perfect as ever..." thought Thrawn lustfully.
Y/n's POV:
"He's going to....FEED ME?! No no no. I don't trust him! I'd rather starve!" Thought y/n frantically. Y/n buried his face into his knees to keep Thrawn away from his face. "N......No..." squeaks y/n as he fears for his life and body.
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The traitor (Kallus x male y/n)
FanfictionThis is the first kallus x male reader Star Wars fanfic because I wasn't able to find one
