Chapter 36: Give Me Attention, sUpReMe LeAdEr

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WARNINGS: Agressive sexual content. Daddy kink.


It was official—you missed the Finalizer.

Yes, really. You'd rather be on that dreary dreadnought full of half-witted Stormtroopers and up-tight First Order twats than be here, stuck on the Knights of Ren shuttle in the middle of fucking nowhere. When Kylo told you that he'd bring you on critical assignments, you were elated, especially when you found out the first mission would start in Black Spire Outpost. You thought you'd have the opportunity to schmooze like you often did when he took you to various planets, maybe go to Oga's Cantina for some drinks or to the marketplace to shop...

Sprawled out on the sofa in the common area of the Night Buzzard, you let out an unladylike sound of agitation, blowing a piece of hair off your face. Yeah, I'm an idiot.

Not only was there no downtime on Batuu, but you were also only there for a total of twenty minutes, which consisted of trying to keep up with Kylo as he blew through all the fun stuff just to get to the First Order recruitment station and talk with some stuffy guy named Allegiant General Pryde. The Supreme Leader didn't let you in on their discussion, but judging by how abruptly you left to come here, you assumed there was something important regarding Skywalker on this frigid wasteland called Hoth.

Which was good for Kylo, you guessed, but less-than-great for you, seeing as how you'd been stuck inside this flying death vessel for five days now. FIVE. At first, you were excited to see the modifications that Vicrul had told you about, but the novelty wore off when you realized you'd be locked inside the entire time. You were either utterly alone or plagued by seven giant-ass warriors—there was no in-between. Usually, you'd prefer the company, but a perpetual fucking snowstorm had sealed all the holoports closed, meaning you were stuck with seven giant-ass warriors with no fresh air.

You were going insane. Truly insane. Two days in, you asked if you could be escorted back to the Finalizer, but Kylo said no—he needed all of his knights with him on assignment, and after Officer Bryx's attempt to kill you, he refused to let you out of his sight. So, here you were, on day five of staring up at the ceiling, twiddling your thumbs on your stomach as you waited for Kylo to return.

You frowned. The usual.

Being all alone in this bulky, black metal contraption would have been less painful if Kylo and his knights had anything fun stashed away in their closets. Alas, you already snooped through all seven rooms the first day you were left alone, and not one of them had anything even remotely interesting. The entire thing was actually surprisingly clean, despite housing six hulking men part-time, and you'd even go as far to say that it was...tasteful. Relics and artwork hung on the matte black walls throughout the ship, while every room was comfortable and well put together.

But that wasn't enough to ease your mind-numbing boredom. At least while you were on the Finalizer, you had all your things with you. Your clothes, your skincare essentials, and your cat. Fuck, you missed Ani. You only had him for one night before you got whisked away, robbing you of his poky little ears and his spicy squeak. But most of all, you missed your routine and being able to leave your chambers for a walk, or to go to the gym, or grab food at the cafeteria. You missed the distraction of being able to do those things.

But now, nothing could distract you from the reality of why you were locked up on the Night Buzzard in the first place: you were Kylo Ren's prisoner, and until "things calmed down"—whatever Kylo meant by that—selling your soul to the First Order was the only way to earn your freedom.

Ding.

With a groan, you rolled off the sofa and crossed the common area, trudging into your room to grab the only upside to being held hostage—a datapad. Even though it was basically child-locked with only four functions, and you were pretty sure the camera was spying on you at all times of the day, it had games and access to holodramas, so you'd take that as a small victory. But the only person you could communicate with was Kylo, and after being stuck with him for almost a week now, you weren't feeling very chatty, so you didn't rush to respond to the message he just sent you.

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