After a contentious congressional primary, you find yourself working for Kylo Ren, a total career politician and your worst enemy. Politics is a filthy game, and you know just how to play it. But how long until your First Lady fantasies become reality? - ***you don't have to understand politics to enjoy this!!! I promise!!*** This is my first fic! I used to write rinky-dink One Direction Imagines years ago so I'm super excited to share this with y'all! I hope you like it! WARNINGS heaping tablespoon of enemies to lovers slowest burn imaginable good old fashioned smut Slight age difference Position of power leveraged against us (in a hot way) ***** a few mentions of "daddy" but MC thinks it's corny Spanking Slapping Dom!Kylo Sub!Reader Dom!Reader??? Sub!Kylo??? Choking Anal Gunplay?? Not sure. Some light political jargon I can absolutely explain if needed

"I fucking hate you." "You shouldn't really say things like that when my dick is up your ass, Norris." Two hot-headed athletes with overflowing rage and unwinding sex drive is very much never a good combo. Bryce and Ian never see eye to eye on things. Despite being caged in the same group of friends in the same swimming team of the - yes, you guessed it - same high school, the star swimmers of Norton High hadn't exactly made good first impressions to each other on the ill-fated day they met, and let's just say things spiraled horribly from there. The two rage-fueled boys always thought that they're in this feud for the long haul until one argument escalated into something that at no point in any of their lives would they allow to happen if only they did not get a little too out of control. Sex. There's a thin line between love and hate, and Bryce and Ian's barrier just keeps getting thinner and thinner. A.K.A. Bryce and Ian were fuckbuddies... up until they weren't. Status: Editing #1 in wattpride (10/03/20) #1 in bl (10/09/20) #1 in lgbtq (08/02/21) #1 in writtenwithpride (12/26/21)