YOOOOOOOO! What about it? WHAT ABOUT IT? WELL... Please accept these Kylo thots.

(cw: dom!Kylo, face-fucking, deep-throating, mind-reading)

“You know I can hear your thoughts, little one,” he says, the cold, metallic sound seeping from his vocoder.

He leads you down the corridor by your nape, turning sharply at the entrance to an empty command room. 

The other officers had stared in horror as he plucked you from the training lineup, but your cunt had only dripped at the feeling of his hand on your neck. Now, your mouth waters as you look up at the black void of his mask.

“You want to suck your commander’s cock?” he asks, running his leather-clad thumb across your lower lip. He presses it into your mouth, depressing your tongue as you hollow your cheeks around it. “Then kneel.”

You sink to the ground, kneecaps hitting the cold, black floor with a thud. Your eyes widen as he untucks his cock, long and thick and flushed purple-red at the tip; his cockhead leaks a pearly-white bead of precum as he strokes himself. You can feel his eyes on you even if you can’t see them—you can feel the way they scald your skin. 

“Open,” he orders, voice crackling with something between disdain and desire.

Dropping your jaw wide, you show him the wet, pink expanse of your tongue. 

“So eager, little one. So eager.” 

Gripping his length, he sinks into the heat of your mouth, a garbled, stannic groan escaping his mask. He rocks his hips slowly, experimentally, exploring the confines of your soft palate… then he plunges in deep, making you gag and splutter. He gives you no quarter, pushing deeper and deeper into your throat with each thrust, holding your head in place with his gloved hand. Spit pools at the corners of your lips and dribbles down your cheeks; your eyes well with unshed tears.

“Is this what you wanted?” he grits out, taking his pleasure as he sees fit. 

You try to hum in response, but the only noises you make are those he fucks from your throat.

“It is, isn’t it?” 

He doesn’t need your words. He already knows what you crave.