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Call Out My Name | |  a Modern amalgamation AU by @poethrotsvitha and yours truly 

The anticipation tripled in her stomach as it turned, clenching as heat pooled between her legs and she raised her fingers to start undoing the buttons of her shirt one by one. Slowly, slowly, she popped them open, teasing enough that Kylo’s gaze rose from the clear outline of her breasts to meet her eyes.

His voice was husky when he did finally speak: “did you forgo a bra all day?”

She arched a brow. “You mean you couldn’t see how my nipples hardened whenever you looked at me during the lecture about … what battle was it? The Battle of the Bulge?”

Kylo choked on air, eyes wide, as Rey just grinned and let the shirt open to show her pert breasts, still slick with rain water, the green and grey tie of First Opportunity Preparatory High School falling just between them. It was easy to be confident when he looked at her that way, like she was a meal that he couldn’t wait to devour. No one had ever looked at her with that much wonder.

Kylo’s pupils dilated further and his ears burned to see she hadn’t bothered with undergarments of any sort.

“You couldn’t smell how wet I was for you when you came to look at my homework?” she asked, her voice pitching lower, as if out of instinct. As if she was already so practiced at this, at flipping the script and coming onto him, that her body knew what to do before her brain could ever think. Slowly, never losing eye contact, she pulled him closer, pressing his fingers between her legs to where she was aching, letting him feel the wetness that had nothing to do with the rain she’d all but drowned in. “What do you think about this, Mr. Ren?” she asked in a voice that she hardly recognized as her own, drinking in how he sucked in a long and slow breath through his teeth.

OR! Rey likes to get dicked by her History Teacher, Kylo, who’s hot as hell. 

Coming soon!

The first chapter of this fic is now available and can be found here!

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