Red Desire | Kylo Ren x Reader

Tell Me About Her

The only sounds echoing through the long dark corridors were Kylo's purposeful steps as he made his way towards the throne room. There were people up and moving around, but they quickly ran the opposite direction when they saw his looming presence draw near.

He loved that power. Loved how feared he was in the eyes of others. Loved how they cowered when he was close by. They saw him as a threat, and he wanted to keep it that way.

Although, for the first time in a long time, Kylo felt nervous going to the throne room.

This was quite a new feeling for him, and he most definitely didn't like it. He had grown so accustomed to the terror that radiated off of everyone that he came in contact with that he never thought he'd be the one now terrified.

Everyone in the First Order knew how powerful he was and never wanted to test him on that. Well, except for Hux, but Kylo always won those arguments.

The raging and unpredictable temper he had only added to the wild stories that would circulate about how evil he was. That fact always made him feel strong and made him feel even more connected to the Dark Side. Made him feel like all of his training with the Supreme Leader had been successful. That he was finally becoming what he was destined to be. Finally becoming who he was meant to be.

The grandson of the powerful Darth Vader.

He was destined for greatness; it was in his blood.

The last couple of months had been different though. There was something disturbing his call to the dark side of the force.

Or, more like, there was someone.

At this point, he knew that Snoke was aware of your existence and that frightened him. Kylo wasn't sure how much the Supreme Leader knew about you, but he always seemed to know everything that happened around here, so there was no use in hiding things anymore.

No matter how much he tried to deny it, at this point it seemed useless to hide his feelings. He cared about you. More than he would like to admit to anyone, let alone himself.

Obviously, he couldn't just push those feelings aside any longer. Couldn't just shove them down deep within himself and pretend they didn't exist.

Each moment he was away from you, felt like a lightyear and he didn't like it. He wasn't used to feeling so attached to someone. Kylo wanted to be around you at all moments of the day.

That wasn't feasible, he knew that, but he wished he could.

You calmed him down. Made his mind and his body relax. Your smile did something to him that he couldn't even describe. How was it possible to crave another person's presence this much?

Strutting through the long never-ending hallways, Kylo finally arrived outside of the throne room. He hadn't lied to you; he didn't know what this meeting was about. But he had a pretty good guess. If he was correct, which he always was, it was going to be a difficult meeting.

After taking a deep breath, the large doors opened and Kylo walked in towards the sleek throne that Snoke's body sat upon. His pale skin sagged showing his old age and his body looked frail. He wore his usual thick golden robes that covered his body from the neck down.

Too bad they didn't cover his bald ugly face.

Once Kylo was within 10 yards of him, he knelt before him bowing his head and looking to the glossy floor below him. He tried to clear his mind of all thoughts and only think of his training and power with the Force. The red lights around the massive circular room added to the overall menacing aura that surrounded Snoke wherever he went. The Praetorian Guards that were scattered around the room in their full red suits watched him like a hawk as Kylo's head looked up at his Master.