Hello! Could you write a story where Emperor Kylo Ren has a private little bitch? I would definitely love that π₯Ίβ€οΈ Thank you in advance β€οΈπ₯°
yesss, hereβs a drabble! (gender-neutral reader) <3
"Have you had a stressful day, My Lord?" you question. Ren is usually this rough, but something about him feels different today, as if you can sense the frustration and anger rising to his surface - not that he isn't always frustrated or angry. Ren slams into you and holds himself there. He lets out a deep breath, vibrating through his mask, before turning his attention to you. "How can you tell?" he sarcastically replies. You softly laugh, shaking your head at his witty comment. "Is there anything I can do to help ease your troubles?" you offer. "Hm," Ren pauses, gazing around his throne room as he decides on your next order. "On your knees. You know how to please me," he decides. "Yes, My Emperor," you say with a nod. Ren slips his cock from you, and watches as you sink to your knees, resting your palms on his thighs for support. You're kneeled in front of the Emperor - your Emperor - and guiding his cock into your mouth, ears perking up in excitement as Ren lets out a satisfied sigh. You know by now exactly what your Lord enjoys, considering how many times he's ordered you to his throne room, dismissing his private guards and enjoying every inch of you for hours on end. Ren always thanks your efforts with praise and affection, brushing the hair out of your face as he purrs "that's it, my love," and "just like that, you know how to satisfy me." Ren whimpers when he feels his cock hit the back of your throat, a rare expression that sounds oh-so-perfect through the drone of his mask. You don't need to see his face to know that he's enjoying himself; you can rely on the way his cock twitches when he's sitting on the edge of his orgasm, or how tightly he grips onto the arms of his throne. As always, Lord Ren is kind enough to warn you when he's about to cum, mumbling his slurred words just loud enough for you to get the message and prepare yourself. The tip of his cock hits the back of your throat, followed by a trail of cum, complimented by the heavy breaths and moans your Emperor lets out. Within time, Ren returns to normal. He stands, gently pulling you up with him, and you watch in awe as he removes his mask. Raven hair is pushed back from his pale face, and deep eyes meet yours, full of lust and affection, for you and only you. "Sit," your Lord orders. "It's only fair I return the favour..."













