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.
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The first chapter of this fic is now available and can be found here!
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.
Fics I’ll Never Write Because I Have Zero Chill/Time
grip (me) || Reylo Student/Teacher + Tinder
She’d never so much as seen his face for the days that they’ve been exchanging messages, never needed to. It was a fling to celebrate her finally turning 18, to celebrate the freedom she felt at having aged out of the system, of having her own place to come home to. Getting together with someone who was just as kinky as she was, and was packing to boot (because damn she’d been amazed when he’d honored her request for a picture), sounded like the perfect plan.
Nerves making her hands clammy, she reached out and slid the keycard into the door, certain that she could already hear movement on the other side even before she opened the door and was greeted by the smell of burning candles. She smiled to herself, letting the door shut with a final click, and locking it behind her. She’d not been able to concentrate all day, too focused on the fact that they had the hotel room for the weekend–.
Her heart stopped as she stepped through to the room only to be greeted by the face of none other than Mr. Solo, his mouth falling open as he stared, just as shocked as she was.
Fuck.
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In which Rey and Ben go by Kira and Kylo on Tinder, and match up by complete accident all without having shared one picture of themselves. They flirt, they make a plan to hook up for a weekend, only to be confronted with the reality of who they are.
Rey couldn’t believe what she was hearing. This was a joke, right? Disgusting and highly inappropriate, but still just a joke.
“I- I don’t understand…” she stammered out in confusion, nervously twisting the hem of her skirt between her fingers. I’ll have to iron those wrinkles out, she thought wildly even as her stomach churned and threatened to send lunch back up.
Leaning back in his chair, Mr. Solo regarded her with those dark, unfathomable eyes of his. “I thought I made myself quite clear. In return for not turning over the video to the principal, you’ll make yourself available to me in any way I wish, for as long as I want your…companionship,” he finished, his generous mouth twisting in a smirk. “Or you can face the consequences of your attempt to cheat the system. The choice is yours.”
With sudden clarity Rey understood that his aloof, laughably cerebral demeanor in class was merely a mask for the vile predator he truly was underneath. And that there was no escaping this trap. Should she let her dreams of college and a future far removed from her foster system childhood fade away like so much smoke from a guttering candle? Or should she swallow her pride and give in to his sick demands, hoping that he’d get bored and move on to another unsuspecting student after a few weeks?
It wasn’t much of a choice. Taking a breath, Rey willed herself to stop fidgeting and stand still under that hard, unrelenting gaze. “Fine,” she said, internally cringing at resignation clear in her voice. “What do you want me to do?”
Her question hung heavily in the air, the weight of it almost crushing her fragile resolve before he deigned to respond. Leaning forward, he said in a deceptively pleasant tone, “Why don’t you stand up and bend over that desk. Oh, and lift your skirt,” he added with a cruel smile. “I want to see your panties.”
Continued: Btw idk if you agree, but I thought of this headcanon of Rey in the throne room and she says she’ll join him, but only if he agrees that she owns his body. He says yes and she proceeds to peg him (on his back because she likes to see his face) 😉 idk if anyone has thought of that yet and I just wanted to say it lol
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Hi! You are such a sweetie, thank you a thousand times over for reading, I’m really thrilled you liked them!
Winner Takes All by @PetraTodd (I have no idea why it won’t let me tag you, dammit)
As for crylo Ren moments, I don’t have any fics that particularly stand out in my mind, I’m afraid, but if I think of them I’ll be sure to make a post about it!
I absolutely love that idea a million–it’s great. I personally haven’t read anything like it yet, but I would love to!
Thank you again, so much, for your sweet message!
BUSTING INTO THIS BY DROPPING THESE TWO FICS I’VE BEEN MEANING TO PIMP OUT:
Kyber– two chapters, cause rey/kylo are switches – first chapter is dom!kylo but second chapter is coming so prepare y ourselves.
Bite – it’s an ABO fic with alpha!rey and omega!kylo but it’s basically just an extremely descriptive sub/dom pegging fic that everyone should enjoy okay? okay.
and another recent pegging fic (I enjoy this kink so much):
The amazing @selinakyle47 commissioned the ever fantastic @panda-capuccino (wtf tumblr why aren’t you letting me tag them?!) for this gorgeous piece and I am fucking s h o o k. It’s fantastic, and hot, and thank you both so much
There were certain places that she should not want to go, let alone actually visit. When she’d walked down the caves steps, her heart echoing in her chest, the hair on the back of her neck had stood up as though to scream at her to go back. She didn’t belong here, in this dark, cold, wet place, where rats skittered at her feet. But she needed to know, needed to learn the truth about where she came from. About her parents.
And unfortunately for Rey, the Titan Kylo Ren is the only one who seems to have any answers.
She’d only ever heard whispered stories of Kylo Ren, the last of the Titans to be locked into solitary by Luke. He and his Knights had suffered a rebellion against their leader, yet when he craved more power, he became a danger to them all, and was forced back into the chaos he’d long since dwelled in. It was forbidden to so much as think about going to visit him. The journey didn’t breed interest, the stories didn’t beg to be ignored.
Yet there she stood, stone faced and red lipped from her teeth biting down near hard enough to draw blood, watching as he stood to face her with a sharp, wicked grin on his lips. From what she understood he’d been there for centuries, waiting. The chaos that made up his home, trapped behind the mirror’s edge, kept him from sleep, kept him from recovering his powers as he was forced to focus all of his energy on not being consumed, and the deep, shadowy circles under his eyes reflected every waking moment he was refused what he needed.
“So. You’ve found me at last.” His voice was a deep rasp, enough to cause Rey’s breath to catch in her
throat and make her eyes tear up in the corners.
She had to be strong. She knew what she was here for, knew what she wanted. Now, it was a matter of him giving it to her. “You knew I was coming.”
“Of course. I have what it is you want. What other reason would you find yourself traipsing halfway across the world to come visit me?”
tfw you’ve already started a new fic, you’re two chapters in …
AND THEN YOU GET AN IDEA FOR A BRAND NEW ONE THAT YOU’RE GONNA WRITE WITH @kuresoto BECAUSE GOD DAMMIT I WILL WRITE ALL THE THINGS IN 2018. I AM REVIVED. I AM READY.
THIS IS GOOD.
tbqh this post is maybe the happiest post on my dash right now and I’m living for it.
Rey’s experience with Demi-Humans is about as limited as her experience with snow, that is to say: horrendously minimal, and given that she’s just moved to Coruscant with no intention of returning to the hell hole of a desert she scraped herself from she’s glad to be a quick learner. Easing herself into the lifestream of a city that demands assimilation to the rigors and confines of a bustling metropolitan wasn’t going to be easy no matter what, but throw in a one-night stand with a tall, brick house of a man that doesn’t seem keen on leaving it at one night, and any hopes Rey had for an easy transition are now blown to high heaven.
Misbehaving for Days, a Demi-human Reylo fic, in the works and coming sometime in November as part of my NaNo project. Feat. panther!Kylo and human!Rey because reasons.
Reylo Source 