A Collection of Imagines

Adam

More of a Kylo Ren imagine

Whatever I Want

I strike the bag with all of strength with my fist. I bring my leg up to strike the heavy bag and I huff out the air in my lungs. I spin and kick the bag higher than the previous one. Letting my momentum get the best of me, I close my eyes, slam both feet onto the ground and push the bag away from me. I open my eyes to find the black bag in shambles as it falls off from the wall I pushed it onto. I used the Force without even knowing it. Suddenly, I feel him. I stand up straight. "I know you're there." 

The gear that she wears allows me to see the healing injury on her shoulder. The purple veins surrounding a specific spot on the back of her shoulder and as she turns around I see the remnants of the veins as the blaster bullet almost went through her entire shoulder that day on the battlefield. Her skin glistens from the sweat that sticks to her. Her hands wrapped in black as well as the rest of her body. She takes a step towards me. 

He hides away in his mask again. I absolutely hate it when he does that. I'm unable to see his face. I walk until I'm about a few feet away from him. My eyes soften at the man in front of me, hiding for no good reason. "Take off the mask, Kylo." 

She shows no callous in her voice. Most yell the words at me when they desire to see my face. I raise my gloved hands up to the mask, pressing the back buttons, then raising the heavy metal over my head. She smiles as she finally lays eyes on me again. 

"Hello, husband." 

"Hello, wife." 

My eyes go down his body, capturing every inch of him. The cape cascading over his wide shoulders. His gloved hands go up to the straps and lets his cape fall behind him. His still face examines my face once again. I smile to him and I extend my hand to my saber in the corner. Once it's in my grasp, I ignite it and take a battle stance. My smile grows as his shocked expression does as well. 

"You can't be serious." 

"I've never been more serious in my life." 

Her child-like smile doesn't fade as she speaks to me in her low voice. I smirk to her as I take my saber into my hands and ignite it. Her double edged purple saber strikes towards me and I'm quick to block. I take the opportunity to give her a glissade to the left, but that prompts her to twirl her saber to strike my saber again. I'm pushed back, but before I hit the ground, I stop myself mid-air and force myself up. She wasn't joking with me when she said she was serious. I jab forward to her right and then her left, causing her move backwards. Her face shows that she was caught off guard when I didn't fall to the floor. 

He comes at me with greater force than before as I'm backed up towards the far wall. He keeps coming at me with strikes and suddenly, he swings his saber up towards my head and I catch it with one of the sides of my saber. With both hands on the handle, I'm able to sustain his strength. I look to him and realize that I'm extremely close to him. Our faces are inches away from each other, and by the look on his face, I think that he just realized this, too. Slowly, I feel him give less and less pressure on my saber. 

She's so close to me. The light caused by our sabers makes her look heavenly. Her gaze meets my eyes, but then, they go down to my lips. She inches closer and closer to me until I can almost feel the skin of her lips slightly grazing mine. Her breath hits me over and over again as she pants in front of me. I close my eyes, expecting the texture of her lips fully on mine, but instead receiving something else. Once she felt the less amount of pressure on my saber, she kicks the back of knees, causing me to stumble and then raises her hand up to my chest to push me to the floor with every once of strength that she has. My back hits the floor, my saber switches off and the sound of her chuckling under her panting breath enters my ears. 

His surprised eyes find me again and I laugh harder as I stand above him. I switch my saber off as I turn to the other side of the training room. I hear him shuffle up behind me. Slowly, my body feels like it's going through mud until it stops in place. At first, I panic, but as I hear Kylo chuckle behind me, I already know what he did. 

"It's not that fun, is it? Being over-powered by someone?" 

His words send chills down my spine. I hear his foot steps approach my frozen body. I feel his gloved fingertips go up to my healing shoulder. They trace the veins that work tirelessly to bring blood to that stop. This touch is gentle and tender as he slides the leather over the wound. As quickly as the touch was there, it was gone. His face comes into view as he walks slowly in front of me. His face, yet again, inches away from mine. He looks down at my lips and inches closer and closer. 

"You know I can take whatever I want." 

I smile grows on my face again at those beloved words. He dips his head down and his lips collide with mine. Slowly, my body feels like it's coming out of the mud. His hands go to my waist as my hand slowly go up to his hair. Once I feel like my body has gotten out of it, his hand goes to the back of my thighs and he lifts me up onto his tall self. My hands roam to his cheeks. 

I love you, wife. 

I move away from him, lips centimeters away from his. "I love you, too, husband."