Pairing: Kylo Ren x Reader
Word Count: 849
Warnings: smut. cuteness.
Summary: This is just Kylo coming in late at night to your shared bedroom and proposing a sweet, quick little love-making session to get you both de-stressed and tired for a good night's sleep. Enjoy!
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You're fast asleep, sealed in the warmth of your soft sheets layered on top of you, when you're woken by the sound of the heavy steel door opening behind you. You turn to face that side of the room, groaning a little as your back stretches at the sudden movement. Your eyes slowly open and your vision is slightly cloudy as you glance to the now lit area of your bedroom. He's standing there, looking at you, visibly upset that he's woken you up. He always tries to be quiet, but your bleary eyes are always there to greet him.
"Hello," he says quietly. You smile lazily and pull an arm out from under the covers to beckon him to the bed. "I'm coming, don't worry." He removes all his clothing, except his boxers, and climbs carefully into bed. He pulls the covers up to his waist and turns to face you. You wiggle toward him and into his arms, making him let out a little whine when your thigh brushes against his crotch. "Don't start something you can't finish."
You smile to yourself at his warning. Like he thinks you'd turn down his touch and his kiss and his attention after such a long day without him. "I never do."
"It's been a stressful day, y/n. Would you mind if we.. if I-well, relieved some of it before we go to bed?" He's only ever been nervous, or nervous-sounding, when he's asking to make love to you. It's the only thing he will never take from or force on on anyone or anything, and he's only ever been this gentle and apprehensive toward you. It makes your heart melt for him.
"Of course, Kylo." He smiles lovingly down to you and kisses your nose before kissing your lips. His hands wrap around your waist and move to rest on your ass. You kiss softly for a little bit, taking your time and just enjoying the face that you're together, at last. He's not harsh or breathless or impatient. He's simply taking the time to show you that he's there and that you both have all the time in the world to revel in the moment.
However, as he usually does, he gets a little restless after sometime. He slides his hand down to rest on the back of your thigh, pulling it over his hip as he pushes his boxers down. Your breath is shaky as you feel him enter you slowly. He knows that you've been sleeping and you're probably as relaxed as you'll ever be, but he knows that his size can be a lot for you and would never risk hurting you, even on the most passionate of days.
He begins thrusting into you, returning his lips to yours and swallowing the quiet, breathy moans leaving your lips. He rolls on top of you, making sure not to apply too much weight, and once he's positioned comfortably, he pushes some stray hair away from your face. He wants you see your bright, beautiful face while he worships you.
Breathless moans of his name and praise of his actions mix with the tug of your fingers in his hair and the occasional pressure of your lips on his chest to make him completely surrender to you. All he can see and feel and taste is you, and he couldn't be more satisfied and shrouded in pleasure. His hands run delicately across your skin, as if he's memorizing each curve for a rainy day. His lips are soft and plush against yours, and before long, the mixture of sensation and love and thought bring you deliciously close to the edge.
You can tell he's close as well. His breathing is uneven, his grip is becoming harder, and while still moving slowly, the force he uses to thrust into you in relentless. Both his eyes and yours are shut tightly as the feeling overwhelms you, and you both unravel while pulling each other closer, desperate to savor the taste of each other's moans.
He's soft and careful as he rides out your highs, not wanting to overwhelm you to a point where you'd be uncomfortable. Once you've both finished, he rolls over beside you once more and catches his breath. "I love you," he rasps.
"I love you too. Are you more relaxed now?" Your chest is heaving, your skin is hot, and your hair is laid across the pillows like a halo around your head. Kylo is now on his side admiring every detail of your appearance.
"Oh yes, definitely. Do you feel even more tired now?" You nod and lick your lips, wanting one last kiss before bed. He takes the hint and leans down, kissing you softly, pulling away and returning a couple times before finally relenting and laying back down. You snuggle into his side and he brings your hand to rest on his chest before resting his own on top.
Together, safe under the warm covers and in the comforting darkness of your bedroom, you fall asleep to each other's steady breathing.
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