Your talent in English literature hasn't gone unnoticed by your professor, Kylo Ren, but you lack the focus and application to meet your full potential. Perhaps he can urge you to give in to that potential. And to him. But the more you learn about Kylo Ren, the more you realize you can use his own tactics as a professor to help unravel the past that he refuses to face. Or, you're infatuated with your dark and brooding English professor, Kylo Ren, who, to your surprise, returns the sentiment. This is a LONG-FORM, SLOW-BURN (emotionally, not sexually) work. Please take note of that if that's not your cup of tea! That's just my style of writing, and reading for that matter, which is okay. And if that's not your cup of tea, that's okay too! Originally posted to ao3, expanded to wattpad so it can be accessibly to anyone who may want to read it, but on a different platform. This story is 18+. Periodt. Please consider the following warnings/tags. Also, a disclaimer, this story can be fairly dark. Please remember the importance of clear consent and communications if your everyday lives. -light bdsm, -slapping, -choking, -rough sex, -freudian elements, -sub/dom, -dirty talk, -over-stimulation, -so on and so forth. Additionally, there are themes of family illnesses (cancer/heart conditions/death), absent parents, dysfunctional families. Please be careful or opt out if these themes, or the above tags, are triggering or are harmful for your mental health in any way, as most or all of them are prevalent and recurring throughout the entire work. Your well-being is way more important than any fanfic.

You've been working on Starkiller base for over two years as a medic. You're hopelessly in love with one of your coworkers who happens to be dating your sister. If that wasn't stressful enough, now Commander Kylo Ren has crept into your life and is already causing you trouble. How will you deal with the stress of your overbearing sister, your infatuation with her boyfriend, and your demanding Commander? *** "You're nothing but a girl filled with childish dreams," he spat at you. "That perfect galaxy inside your head doesn't exist." You started to stand up and glared at him. "And you're nothing but a scared little boy hiding in a mask," you choked out. Pausing, he stood and stared at you trembling in anger. He lifted his arms up and reached for his helmet. There was a hiss as the faceplate detached and the entire helmet unlatched from his body. He dropped it with a thud at his feet. Walking over to you he shoved you against the wall again as you gasped. Your still fragile head hit the wall and you instantly felt woozy. "I'm not hiding now." His hot breath was in your ear as he pressed his body up against yours. He grabbed you forcefully and pulled you against him. You felt the hard tent beneath his layers and stifled a moan. He nibbled at your ear and started kissing your neck. You melted beneath his touch. How could your body betray your mind like this? He kissed along your jaw with soft wet kisses. You snaked your arms around his neck and pulled him towards you. This caused him to get closer and closer to your mouth. Your breath was heavy, and you looked up at him. Even in the darkness of the room, you could see the golden flecks of his eyes. They shone back at you filled with desire. He ran his hands up and down your body. No, wait. This wasn't supposed to be happening. You were supposed to be mad at him. But- You didn't want him to stop. *** I hope you enjoy it! (: Content warning! Some chapters might be upsetting or triggering- please be cautious and be safe

"manihlapinatapai" (n). a look shared by two people, each wishing that the other one would initiate something they both desire but which neither wants to begin ------------------------ all you have ever known was pain; the pain of losing everything and everyone. so you decided to shut it off and shut everybody out, but little did you know you'd find yourself struggling to regain that power when you come across the most feared man in the galaxy. power runs through him, he feeds off it. but so do you. •suggested 17+ •mature content •trigger warning