Misbehaving

Chapter 1: Spanking

NOTE: Relationships of this nature are meant to be carried out in a safe, responsible way. Feel free to get nasty and do your thing, but please make sure to be fully prepared first. Remember... Consent is Sexy! <3

In this chapter: spanking, Force-hold, unconventional gag

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Two. Hours.

Two hours you had been made to sit in this damned conference room, listening to under-qualified officers drone on and on about their plans to secure the First Order's position as the head of the galaxy. Two hours of nothing but half-witted presentations designed more to show off the successes of the presenter instead of actually supplying usable information, each person in the room doing their best to prove themselves worthy in the eyes of the Supreme Leader. Well, every person except the general sitting directly across from you, doing everything in his power to further derail the already ridiculous meeting.

As the current presentation comes to a close, you hear a quiet, modulated sigh escape from the masked man seated at the head of the table just to your right. You risk a glance over, taking in the sight of Kylo Ren, who is clearly annoyed with the unnecessary length of the proceedings before him. To the rest of the group, his stance may have seemed indifferent, the blank face of his mask giving nothing away. But you knew better, you had been around him long enough to notice all of the tiny details signifying his displeasure--fists slowly clenching and flexing below the table, neck rigid and unmoving, spine completely straight despite the minor curve of the chair's back.

You hear a murmur pass down the table, and you refocus your attention to the center of the room where new battle plans are being projected. General Hux stands from his chair, turning towards the hologram and addressing the group as if Kylo himself didn't even exist.

"Well done, Commander. Might I say, I believe that it may be one of your best plans yet. Truly remarkable craftsmanship, and the First Order is grateful to have you in its ranks."

The General was purposely drawing out the meeting, doing everything in his power to get on Kylo's nerves. Hux was never one for unnecessary compliments, especially ones that were not directed at himself, and you roll your eyes in response to his obvious vamping. Kylo must have seen this, because the next thing you know, a gentle pressure pushes into your mind, its presence oddly comforting despite the intrusion.

Behave.

You resist the urge to roll your eyes once more in response to his demand, instead going for the smallest of nods in acknowledgment. In your periphery, you see him relax the slightest bit, his hands coming to rest on the table.

As General Hux continues to drone, prattling on about this and that, you find your bored mind beginning to wander back to the events of the previous evening. Showering after a lengthy training session, Kylo not hesitating to join you. His lips on your throat, hands gripping your thighs, squeezing, grinding, pulsing...

"I believe we have heard enough, General."

You are shaken from your daydream by the sound of Kylo's voice, dripping with annoyance. "We have all the data we need. Distribute the plans immediately, and send a team to retrieve the files from the base. Eradicate anyone who tries to stand in our way."

Despite being cut off, Hux smiles, a dangerous glint in his eyes as he sneers, "Of course, Supreme Leader. I will send out the order right away. No need to capture the hostiles for information when we can simply... 'Eradicate' them. I forget that you prefer to destroy things first and ask questions later. My sincerest apologies."

Your feel yourself tense as rage begins to simmer below your skin, eyes whipping to Kylo. You can feel his gaze on you, his previous warning keeping you from action, although you want nothing more than to tear into the General and berate him for his disrespect. Kylo's hand curls into a fist, the leather of his gloves creaking, and you are aware that his own temper is rising.