It’s either from my fever or just a strike of genius-
Buffy Reylo AU.
Rey as Buffy, Kylo as Angel, Finn as Giles, Poe as Xander, Rose as Willow, Hux as Spike, and Phasma as Drucilla.
OK I would see Finn as more of a Xander, and Luke as Giles – BUT yes please all of that.
Also it reminded me of a story I have marked for later, but haven’t read yet! Might be up your alley 😉
The Slayer and the Beast. by CSLong!
Coming soon toNow part of the Reylo Fanfiction Anthology: a life between times, a Solar Flare piece by @kuresoto.
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.
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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!
reylo fic rec: “call me sweetheart” by [anonymous]
this was a surprise treat written for me as part of the @reylofanfictionanthology‘s valentine exchange (view the full collection here). i loved this story so much i had to make a moodboard for it. thank you, mystery author!
A rumbling from the direction of the bedroom interrupted Rey from her
intense study of the datapad before her. The ancient Jedi texts,
digitized and translated, thoroughly absorbed her.She kept hearing it, though.
“Darling?”
Her
brow furrowed. That was Ben, which made sense. What he was saying made
slightly less. “Who are you talking to?” she called out, not ready to
break off her study quite yet.There was a moment of silence
followed by rustling as Ben approached the doorway into the living area.
“I’m talking to you, Rey,” he said, his lips quirking into a smile.She glanced at him and rolled her eyes. “One of your silly names, again.”
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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.
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OR! Rey likes to get dicked by her History Teacher, Kylo, who’s hot as hell.
Coming soon!
why do you tease me like this
Reylo Fic Favs: temperature by arroways
There’s a moment where his gaze softens as he approaches the gurney, where he looks down to her, and it’s the most bizarre thing, because this doctor she doesn’t know, this Alpha she’s never met, leans down slightly and wipes a tear away.
When he realizes what he’s just done, he shakes his hand as if he’s burned it, and apologizes to her, unable to meet her eyes.
It’s all just biology, after all. Alphas nurturing Omegas. Particularly the ones in heat.
Reylo Modern AU
Edit for Hawthorne House
by @strawberrycupcakehuckleberrypie
While pursuing a master’s degree in Restoration Design at Savannah’s College of Art & Design, Rey is becoming adept at restoring and healing all manner of damaged goods so, when a major hurricane descends on the Bed & Breakfast where she works, she is less then shocked by how drawn she is to the aloof and mysterious Ren who is staying throughout the storm, and then completely captivated once she realizes he is the most magnetic alpha who has ever crossed her path.
The forecast is most definitely tempestuous.
Chapter 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 and 8. [COMPLETED]
With a hoarse voice, under the blankets
“Kylo, honestly,” Rey’s voice struggled along with her body as she attempted to support her 6’4" boyfriend into his apartment. “How did you even get down the stairs if you can barely walk two feet without me?”
Kylo groaned, head lolling back as he pushed off of her and leaned into the wall in the hallway, hands grasping it as he followed it to his bedroom door.
“I didn’t want,” his voice was raspy as he turned his head to let out a large sneeze. “To disappoint you. We’ve had this night planned all month.”
Rey huffed as she followed him as he stumbled into the room and onto his excessively large bed, “Only you would convince yourself that I’d rather you make yourself even more sick to the point where you can’t even walk than stay in bed and get healthy.”
Whatever he said in response was muffled by the pillow he had pushed his face into as he sprawled face-down on the bed. She sighed and pulled his shoes and socks off, being sure to place the shoes on his cleaning rack and the socks in the proper hamper. The last thing she wanted was for him to wake up distraught by misplaced laundry, not forgetting the first time she had spent the night.
She looked at the suit he was wearing and bit her lip, wondering if it would be inappropriate to take it off so he could sleep better. Without waiting too long, she leaned over to unclasp his belt and pulled off his pants, placing the duvet cover over him as congested snores began almost immediately.
A few hours later, Rey padded back into the room, armed from her short trip to the store with theraflu and other assorted medicines. Kylo’s body moved a little as she sat on the edge of the bed, her hand rubbing his back under the covers.
He didn’t respond, so she began placing everything on the nightstand, humming softly into the silence. A hand reaching for hers startled her, but he gripped it and brushed his thumb across it, tugging her down.
“Rey,” he spoke for the first time in four hours, voice raspy with sleep and sickness. “I love you, you know that right?”
He was still buried under the duvet she had placed over him, but she heard him clear enough and smiled. Laughing gently, she squeezed his hand. “I know that, Kylo. Go back to sleep, I’ll be here when you wake up.”
With more strength than she thought he still had, he threw the covers open and tugged her down to lay beside him, covering them both back up. Freeing her hand, she brushed matted hair off his face, eyes closed again in contentment as she curled towards him.
Her thumb brushed against his cheek as he began snoring again, so unusually vulnerable like this.
“I love you, too, Kylo.”
This one had several requests as well, hope you enjoy! =) Thanks again. This one is a little long(er) so it’s under a read more.
Broken, as you clutch the sleeve of my jacket and beg me not to leave
“Ren, you know the Kenobi girl?” Hux asked nonchalantly as they sat at the conference table in the Partners’ lounge.
Kylo tensed at the question – it seemed innocent enough, but with Hux nothing was ever one dimensional. He always had an angle. “No, should I?”
Hux sniffed a little at the casual response, “One of the first years, straight off the subway from NYU. Didn’t you do the interviews this year, you should remember her.”
Oh he remembered her, the soft yellow dress and red flats – a shot of color in the dark array of business suits on both the men and the women lined up to interview at his firm. She had piqued his curiosity with her smile, but with her first answer she had won him with her words.
Rey was smarter than any other lawyer he had ever spoken with, and had somehow made it through law school in New York City with her softness and compassion intact. Kylo hadn’t been able to stop thinking about her after they had made their job offers.
“It’s hard for me to remember all the boring lawyers we hire, Hux.” He kept his tone bored, trying to compensate for the intensity of emotion that he felt for the topic of discussion. “Besides, the interviews were months ago, why would I remember some NYU scavenger begging for scraps? They’re all just grunts who do our research.”
Hux’s eyes flicked up to look out the wide window overlooking Central Park and smiled.
“Come on now, Ren – she was on our team for the Miller case a month ago. Brown hair, bright smile, had that idea about proposing the friend as an alternative theory?”
It was clear that Hux wouldn’t drop it anytime soon unless Kylo gave him something, so he relented. “Ah yes, Rey was it? Pretty little thing, wouldn’t mind striking one of our deals with her, if you know what I mean.”
“Don’t pretend like you haven’t already, Ren – I know you’ve already chosen her as your own personal first year.” His voice lowered as he emphasized the word personal, lacing it with implication. “Does she know?”
“Know what, Hux?” He was beginning to get more agitated, not sure why the sudden curiosity. Kylo threw a folder down on the table in exasperation.
“That you always choose one of the new girls to break in. A very special kind of initiation from their very own Senior Partner. Does she know you’ll send her away when you’re done with her?”
The sound of glass shattering was mixed with a loud gasp, causing Kylo’s head to whip towards the open doorway, immediately meeting the broken face of Rey. A caustic laugh behind him let him know that Hux had very much been aware of the girl’s presence, baiting him into the line of conversation. Barbed hooks that would hurt more being pulled out than going in.
But all he cared about was erasing that look on her face, the broken look that spoke of betrayal. “Rey…”
He stood up as he uttered her name and she sobbed, dropping the folders she had been carrying and turning to run. Cursing, he took off after her, leaving the sniveling Hux behind him. There was only one exit – the reception area with both stairs and elevators.
Kylo’s feet slid across the glossy marble floor of the reception area, immediately spotting her pressing the button for the elevator.
“Rey!” He shouted desperately, pulling looks from waiting clients and the reception staff. He knew soon there would be even more of his employees surrounding them, curious about why a senior partner was chasing after some first year.
She turned to him, a shocked look on her face as she heard her name and watched him run to her, eyes glancing at the people around. He had always been very careful at work, so no one would know about them – it was something she had wanted, too – whispers of sleeping her way to the top would have not done her career any favors, no matter how untrue they were. Hux clearly hadn’t been fooled, and Kylo cursed the day he had brought that man into the firm.
“I don’t want to talk to you right now,” Rey ground out, eyes red-rimmed already.
“Please, what you heard – it’s not true.”
Rey laughed blackly, “Isn’t it?”
Swallowing, he responded, “I mean, it was, but not-”
“Oh don’t even try to say it, Kylo. Don’t be so cliché,” her voice held a bitterness that he hated causing. “I’m yet another girl who you’ve fooled into believing she was special, aren’t I? Can’t you just admit it?”
Kylo began to pace, his hand running through his hair as he walked back and forth between the elevators. The one she had called had long since left, ignored by both of them. Reception was deathly silent except for the scuff of his shoes.
“Look, yes I usually fucked my way through the first years, okay? It’s who I am, there’s no reason for it – but with you,” he looked at her imploringly. “It wasn’t like that, I promise. We’re so much more than that now, you feel it I know you do.”
Rolling her eyes, Rey went to hit the down button again and Kylo skidded in between it and her, blocking her way.
“Get out of my way, Kylo. You can’t stop me from leaving,” she said firmly, and he was surprised at how well she was keeping it together considering how many eyes were watching – and what a mess he was himself.
“I just need you to listen to me,” he begged. “Please, I’m sorry – so sorry.”
Rey simply stared at him, her lip wavering as her arms gripped each other across her body, shielding her from his influence and the stares. Without a single word, she turned from him and took a few steps. Kylo realized she was headed for the stairs, accepting he wouldn’t let her leave the easy way.
“No!” He cried out and lunged out for her hand, grabbing it as he fell to his knees. He found feel the shocked gasps and murmurs, but all he had time for was her. “Rey, please, don’t leave like this.”
“I just need time, Kylo, you can’t expect me to immediately be ready to listen to you.”
He knew that, but he was selfish and needed absolution, so held on to her and pulled her closer to him. Kylo’s arms wrapped around her waist and he pressed his forehead into her stomach, silently praying that she would take pity on the broken man in front of her.
“Please, Rey,” his low voice said into her dress. “I love you, please don’t leave me.”
Her hands went to her mouth in surprise and long moments passed as he pressed into her, nearly suffocating himself. But slowly, so slowly, he felt hands touch his hair hesitantly and then with more confidence, running through it soothingly.
“Kylo,” she finally said quietly after a minute of her ministrations. “You need to let me go, give me some time.”
He squeezed her one last time before pulling away, hands dropping down to rest on his thighs. Kylo looked up at her and sighed at her grace, how she soothed his soul. Finally he nodded and felt her walk around him. He couldn’t bear to look at her as she waited, listening until the door finally beeped open and she stepped inside. The doors closed and finally he raised his eyes and faced the dozens of curious looks from employees and clients.
Without really meaning it
“Kylo, this has to end,” she begged as she stood in front of his desk. It was late at night, as it always was when they met like this – after hours. Rey had gone over and over it in her mind the entire day, ignoring all of his messages and covert looks, twisting the new ring on her finger around and around.
“But I love you,” he said simply, as a child would say please when you asked for the magic word that would get them what they wanted. His eyes watched her fiddle nervously with the diamond ring on her finger and said nothing more.
She stared at him, frowning at the empty words. “Liar.”
Kylo sat there behind his desk, watching her placidly, barely flinching at her accusation, “I don’t think you want to go around accusing me of lying, Rey. You’re not exactly speaking from a place of moral superiority.”
“You don’t even know what love is, you’re just saying it because you think it’s what I want to hear.” She had ignored his words and barreled through as they were meant to throw her off balance so she wouldn’t see through him. But they had known each other too deeply – too intensely – for her to fall for it now.
Kylo’s jaw clenched and moved as he tried to stay calm, as if he wasn’t losing the incredible woman in front of him – to that man. He had begged her not to say yes, had tried everything he could to sway her to his side, but nothing worked. And so he had even told her he loved her, that was supposed to work on women, wasn’t it? But she had always been different compared to the other women he was with. But he thought even Rey would want to hear that.
“Don’t you?”
She flinched at his almost innocent question, “You’re using it to manipulate me, Kylo – can’t you see that? Don’t you understand?” Her voice broke a little, the desperate need for him to understand and let her go coming through.
He stood up gracefully, his desk chair gliding back, hands moving to button his suit jacket as he looked everywhere but her as he picked up his phone.
“I thought we had an understanding, Rey. An engagement doesn’t change anything.”
“It changes everything,” she cried out in anger, gritting her teeth as he moved around the desk and pulled up in front of her. “He loves me, Kylo. Please let this end, let me go.”
His hard eyes watched her. Normally he loved when she begged, but this had a flavor of bitterness he wasn’t fond of. Kylo stepped closer to her, his large body nearly pressed against hers as he looked down at her intensely.
“You might be right, that I don’t know what love is. But I know what devotion is – and whatever you may think you have with him, it’s not that. You’ll never have with him what we have.”
Rey found herself unable to pull away from his eyes, unable to ignore the words, and ground out a response that gave away far too much, “At least he’ll never hurt me.”
“Oh Rey,” he said softly, bending to kiss the corner of her lips before stepping towards the door to leave. “And you called me a liar.”
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