#sub!kylo

Chitter chattering, laughing and suddenly- loud rock music, horns honking and cheering erupts from every corner of the mid sized ice rink. The loud sound of stomping draws nearer and I look over to my right, out of the corner of the room here they come. God damn, they were a sight to behold. Each and every one is strong and thick with muscles. Mine especially, I can tell it’s him not only by the way the black pants hug his thick fucking thighs and that dark, raven hair peeking under his helmet- but by his jersey, too: SOLO 80 it reads. 

I watch their skates slice open the fresh ice as they make their way over to their benches- all high fives and fake punches. I spot Vicrul and Ushar too, sidled up next to him. I like to call them 'The Knights’ ‘cause of the way they stand at attention before and during a game. So serious.. it’s cute. I notice Kylo- that’s what he’s going by these days- look out over the crowd seeking my face. I make him search for a second before I stand up and wave to him, and when I squint I can see him smile as he waves back. I wanna lift my shirt up and flash him, he looks so damn good in that uniform I can barely stand it, but I resist. Mostly because it’s really fucking cold in here. Did I mention that already?

After the home team settles in, out comes the other finalist team from their corner- Kylo and I like to call them the Resistance since they just can’t seem to follow the rules and play the game fair, sometimes we just call them cheating dick eaters, though. I have to admit- they look hot too, is it the uniforms? The helmets? Maybe all of the above. I see DAMERON 17 and FINN 32, I recognize them from the last time Kylo played them. 

The game begins as normal as any other- except for the fact that this is finals and not only is there a huge ass trophy at stake, but the title of state champs! This year is Kylo’s first as team captain, so, of course, he has to be the very best at this. Absolutely nooo room for failure, just like everywhere else in his life. I cheer along with the crowd as TRUDGEN 44 on our team makes a goal, and boo as loud as I can when SKYWALKER 02, also known as Rey, also known as Kylos mortal enemy, scores back. 

Phasma guards that damn goal within an inch of her life, though, and blocks more than enough tries to keep the score even, TICO 57, Rose is her first name, I think, on the Resistance team slams into Ushar knocking him up against the glass partition when he goes to knock the puck up the rink; he stumbles and falls but hey- most is fair in love and hockey so the refs don’t call it, even if it is pretty cheeky of her. As time ticks down and the score stays pretty much even, I watch Kylo intently. He’s stayed mostly out of the way during this game, which is out of the ordinary, but when the last ten minutes begin he pounds his fist into the opposite palm and I feel my cunt clench in excitement.

Time for the final face off. Rey and Kylo stand head to head as the ref tosses up the puck, it’s knocked to the left by Rey and off they go, down the rink and back up twice before Kylo catches a break away and leaves the pack- gliding up the ice to their goal. Poe bends at the knees and sticks his arms out blocking the puck, Vicrul swoops from around the goal and sweeps the puck back out mid rink, Kylo makes to knock it in when Rey checks him from behind and he flies off balance, falling and hitting his helmet on the wall ahead. Of course– of course she commits an illegal fucking move at the last second thinking she’d get away with it. 

I stand up and start towards the stairs when Kylo doesn’t immediately get up, I knew this was a bad idea. Oh my god, has he passed out?! Good god I’m literally going to kill her. 

Oh wait, a hand in the air- okay. He’s okay. Good. That bitch. 

His hand is in the air and he’s waving that he’s okay, it takes a referee and a Knight to heave him up back on his skates. The crows hollers for him and I watch him skate around in slow circles trying to regain confidence in himself. I wish I could run over there for a quick fuck, I mean kiss…

After a couple minutes they’re back to the game, and within a couple more, Kylo makes a winning shot, knocking the puck straight between Poe's legs, the timer chirps and we win! I jump up once again, this time for joy, as the crowd of students and professors alike erupt, what a game! It feels so good to watch Rey and the gang of losers sulk towards the Knights, sticks in hand to do the last tradition of bumping them together on their way back to the respective locker rooms. Kylo and Rey are last in line and I watch as she grabs his wrist, surprising him. She says something to him and pushes him away, moving to catch up with her team. I grab all my blankets and make for the team before the rush of people leaving begins. 

Down by the ice it’s all hugging and “congratulations guys,” and “that pass was awesome, man!” I single Kylo out and sneak up on him, wrapping my arms around his midsection and I feel him grab my arms and turn, “I knew you were there,” he smiles grandly down at me. 

A bashful “Hi!” Is all I can muster.

“Hi,” He’s all smiles tonight, good. He deserves to be. 

“I’m proud of you, you did incredible out there, even with public enemy number one trying to take you out”

He beams, “Thanks honey, but we,” he gestures to the team, “did incredible. I was fine, even after the hit.” 

“Well, it was scary. For a second,” I watch his eyes, they do look a tad hollow. I hope I didn’t burst his bubble.

I’m so elated for him, he looks so sure of himself right now, he’s been so confused and anxious recently, he really needed a boost of confidence. 

“But you showed her what for in the end, amiright guys?” You smile at the rest of the team and they all slap Kylo on the back, Vicrul “missing” and catching his ass. He shouts and smiles, turning back to his team. Nice save, me.

I hear Vicrul talking to the rest of the team, “So Maz’s tavern at like 11 and then what?” 

I want him to go out and have fun, but I really can’t be out that late. I mean, I can.. But who wants to be out until 3 or 4 in the morning hanging out at a stinky ass bar?

“Well, umm- I guess I’ll go ahead out, it was a great game guys,” I start turning to tell Kylo his special goodbye when he pulls me in for a deep kiss.

His soft lips are cold and the icy tip of his nose pokes into my cheek. I feel his hot tongue part those lips and suddenly I’m melting in his arms. I let out a little sound and he grabs onto me tighter. “Don't- uhm, don’t leave yet. Come to the locker room in like ten minutes, kay?” 

Ohhh yes. Fuck yeah, I will be coming to the locker room to get fucked by my hot boyfriend in ten minutes. “Sure honey, see you in a few– bye guys!” I lay another quick kiss on Kylo’s cheek and wave goodbye to the rest of the team and make my fake exit to wait by the small food court. 

I try to look as natural and unassuming as possible while the team rumbles out of the locker room, past the food court towards the doors; then I make my way behind them back towards the men's locker room where I know he’ll be waiting. 

Upon turning the entry way wall, his jersey is bent over removing his skates, so I sneak up behind him and put my cold hands on the tops of his shoulders, “Heyyy, Benny Boy,” I lull out to him.

He jumps slightly but turns around smiling down at me nonetheless. Instantly his lips are on mine, hands rubbing up and down my back. He moves a hand up to hold my head and deepens our kiss. I moan and curl into him, clutching at his hair, when he groans back to me a thrust comes from his hips into my belly and I just can’t wait once I can tell how desperate he is. 

I pull my face back and look at his pinkened cheeks– he blows air through his nose, “I need you literally right fucking now,” his eyes are deep brown with blown out pupils. 

“I need you too, are you sure we can, like- do it here? In the locker room?” As much as I want his cock, I reeeeally don’t wanna get kicked out of college because of my own insatiable cunt.

“Hmm, well, let’s find out..if, if you’re comfortable with that,” he smirks and steps back towards me, hands on my shoulders once again. 

Okay, fear out the window. I’m ready to get fucked. I nod my assent to him and remember my thoughts from earlier and decide to stop before he gets too deep into this. I want to bring him to the edge in a very special way before letting him cum. 

“Ooh uh uh Benny, not so fast,” I shake my head and put my hands on his hips; and begin walking him backwards to a bench against the far wall. When the back of his knees hit the bench he not very gracefully finds a seat, slamming his ass into the hardwood. I drop to my knees and watch him visibly shiver and pull his lip in to bite it. 

I smile up at him and move to kiss his lower thighs above his pants and he immediately starts in, “Fuck- I’ve always wanted to do this with you here, Jeeesus you’re perfect,” He’s grasping for me like I’m made of light itself and he’s staring down into my face in awe.

I move my hands up and down his thighs and over his belly, brushing my lips over his erection and stomach with each move. He thrusts up towards my face, lewd sounds breaking the air of the locker room. 

“You have to be quiet, Kylo. If you want me to suck your cock.”

“Fuck, fuck okay, I- Ican be quiet,” he tips his head back to rest on the wall and it’s the perfect opportunity to pull his pants and shorts down to his knees, he jerks his head up and lifts his ass so I can maneuver them down his tree trunk thighs. 

His velvety thighs covered in short hair are revealed to me and I just can’t help but kiss each inch I see. With each one I lay down his cock twitches through his boxers, and as I remove those too, I see his gorgeous pink dick stand up tall at attention in front of my face. My mouth waters and I look up to make eye contact with him, he’s sucking his lips in his mouth, eyes boring holes into my head. While maintaining eye contact with Kylo’s incredible amber irises I lean forward and suck just the spongy tip into my mouth and those lips fall open and let a loud moan loose. I don’t even care anymore, I just want him to keep making these sounds for me, it doesn’t matter if we get caught. I smile around him and move my head down further, as far as I can go, while keeping my hands on his thighs. He clenches and his balls draw up when I wrap my hands around his length to cover the parts my mouth can’t reach.

We continue like this for a couple minutes, me bringing him close to the edge and then backing down until he’s huffing and puffing, thrusting and begging. He sure is a sight to behold. All  corded musculature clenching and unclenching under my hands. 

“Puh-please, please let me come or something,” He groans out, “I fucking need to come–”

I fake a pout up at him, “But honey- I wanna come too,” I whine and stroke his cock harder. 

His balls draw up again and he moves his hand to my wrist, stopping me from continuing. 

“Fuck yes, okay, sugar- lay down and I’ll make you come. I’m so close.”

I jump up and shimmy off my leggings and stretch out on the bench opposite him, and he stands, pants still around his knees, and jersey hanging just high enough that his cock juts out from beneath it. So. fucking hot. I can feel my pussy clench at the sight, I look him up and down, and- when I reach his face he’s smiling down at me. 

I move to rub my clit and he bites his jersey to hold it up while strokes off. Kylo gets down on his knees and crawls across the tiled floor to where my legs are spread open on the bench- a moth to a flame. Ohh yeah- he knows what his job is. 

“Do you want to suck my clit, Kylo?” I look down at him stroking his cock for me as he kisses my thighs. 

“Yes please,” A near whimper. 

“This is your reward for doing so well tonight during the game.” I smile and run my hand through his hair, pulling him towards my pussy. 

He thrusts his hips up and blushes at me.

“I was good?”

He wants more praise, greedy boy. That’s okay, if I get to watch him jack off and nearly come just from the taste of my pussy, I’ll give him all the praise he wants. 

“Yes, honey, you did wonderfully. You look so powerful out there on the-” I gasp as he hungrily sucks the hood of my clit into his mouth, “Out- out there on the, ice” My eyes roll back as he leans back and spits a glob of saliva down onto my clit and returns those lips back to me. 

He’s slurping and teasing me into another realm and all I can do is keep telling him how good he is- for me, for his team. 

“Fuck yes, fuck Kylo- I’m close, so ssso close,” I’m loosely shoving my hips into his face now, holding him tightly by his hair, and he’s fucking taking it perfectly. 

“Don’t come yet,” The first coherent words I’ve heard from him in about 8 ½ minutes, he quickly stands and rests one knee on the bench, keeping the other planted on the ground, and bends over to lift my hips, effectively pulling me up to the perfect angle for fucking. 

“Yes Kylo, fuck, are you gonna fuck me?” I pant out to him, control be damned I need his cock inside me- now.

“Sugar, I am gonna come so far inside your pussy, so fucking fast.”

“It’s- it’s okay, I want it,” I grasp his bicep and he notches his tip inside. He slides through and seats himself as deep as he can go, and once again I involuntarily groan and roll my eyes back. He does the same and leans forward to kiss me.

“Holy fuck, babe, look at us,” His eyes move to where we’re connected, “Fucking perfect.” He thrusts and I lose consciousness, its fucking amazing, his pubic bone rubs all over my clit, and his cock drags over every spot on my slick walls. 

“Lemme rub your clit,” He murmurs right into my ear, I clench around him in response.

He moves his huge calloused hand between us and skims his fingertips over my nerves. 

“I’m so close Benny, I’m gonna come all over you.” 

“Oh fuck, say it again, please- please say it-,” He closes his eyes and speeds up, he’s about to come too. 

“I’m- gonna fucking come all over your cock, Kylo,” 

“Ohhh fuck,” He whines and thrusts so so hard, a handful of times. He catapults me over the edge with his fingertips and my vision totally blanks out as I thrust and groan and clench around him. He empties himself inside with his head buried in my neck, kissing and licking and I can only try to catch my breath as he heavily gulps above me.

It takes a few minutes to come back down to earth- but when I do, I’m sticky and way too hot, plastered to a hard ass bench by a 250 pound heating pad made of muscle. I run my hands through his dark hair again and whisper, “Hey get off me you’re fucking heavy.” 

He laughs, “Always so romantic,” Kylo grabs a towel from his locker and brings it over to wipe me off, I watch as he carefully manuvers my sensitive lower half, hair completely fucked from where I’ve been yanking on it for the better part of an hour and shorts still around his knees. He’s absolutely glowing- It’s the little things. 

He's naked in front of you, and he's on his knees. It's a beautiful sight, it really is. He's so handsome and strong and powerful, but he's submitting to you. He trusts you that much, and it's a wonderful feeling.

You walk around to stand behind him, silk ties in hand, and you begin to secure his hands behind his back.

"I've never done something like this before," Kylo says softly. You hum, giving his hair a light tug.

"I know, pretty boy," you say. "I'll be patient . . . As long as you behave for me."

Kylo is so fucking hard for you that it hurts, and he shifts on the floor of your quarters.

"I need you," he breathes. "Need you so badly."

You smirk, walking around once his hands are secured. You run your hands down his firm chest.

"Earn me, then."

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You rocked your hips roughly against the contours of his beautiful angled face, dragging your dripping cunt up and down his plush lips. Your breath came out in ragged gasps, pleasure rising up your spine creating a prickling heat on the back of your neck.

One of his large hands reached up and gripped long thick fingers over your thigh, digging into the soft flesh. You smacked his hand sharply and he snapped it back to his side.

“Did I tell you that you could touch me yet?” you asked, voice thick and throaty. You lifted your hips so he could respond steadying yourself against the headboard.

“No mistress, I’m sorry!”

“Do I need to restrain you if you don’t know how to behave?” you warned.

He whined loudly, eyes pleading up at you as his quivering lips pouted, “No mistress, please. I’ll do as I’m told”

“Good boy” you responded, settling yourself back down and resuming the rock of your cunt. He whimpered and closed his eyes, groaning as he licked his tongue out against you.

His tongue swirls and flicks at your overly sensitive clit, sucking harshly pulling deep moans from your chest. You link your fingers into his hair, helping draw his full lips up to satisfy the throbbing ache.

“You think you can come in here with that all that rage and not expect consequences?” you asked sternly.

He shook his head, eyes pleading with yours, the fast change in movement of his mouth across your clit made your hips buck. Your grip on his hair tightened causing him to gasp slightly, the loss of suction on your clit making you shiver.

He slips his tongue down your dripping wet slit to push it languidly inside of you, his strong nose massaging deliciously against your clit as you rode his face.

“Out there you may be Supreme Leader, but in our bed you know your place” you stated. He nodded, humming an affirmative sound, the vibration making tingles lick up your spine.

“Imagine if they could see you here” you teased, sliding your cunt faster in a desperate chase of your release, “You should be embarrassed Supreme Leader” you scoffed.

Kylo whines and you feel him buck his own hips, you turn to look over your shoulder and you see his cock twitching up against his taught stomach. The red-violet tip was leaking pre-cum creating a sticky trail from the tip to the soft skin of his stomach. “Awww” you cooed, “So pathetic”

You shuffle yourself to look down at him again, bracing your hands on the headboard as you feel your thighs shake. He loves when you’re mean to him, he loves when you tease and push him.

“You wanna touch yourself pretty boy?”

His eyes cloud with desperation at your words, his painfully hard cock twitching and he sobbed into your cunt. You stroke his thick hair off his sweat-coated forehead, a simple gesture of kindness that makes his brow furrow and he closes his eyes with a soft whine.

As your orgasm stirs low in your stomach, the fire of it crackling up from your toes, your own mind begins to fog. A moan sneaks its way from your trembling lips and you grip the headboard harder, white blooming from your strained knuckles.

Your voice shakes as you go to speak “Okay my good boy I’ll make you a deal”, his eyes that were tightly closed open to lock with your stern gaze.

“You make me cum and I’ll let you touch yourself, hmm?”

Kylo nods anxiously and you chuckle, you bring your hand down to your side reaching blindly for his hand. As you link your fingers around his thick forearm you tug his hand up to your lips. Holding his eye contact you place kisses to the palm of his hand, as you do this he places tentative strokes of his fingers across your face lovingly. You make sure you hold his gaze, tapping your fingertips to his arm as his eyes flutter closed at the sensation. As he opens his eyes you bring one of his fingers into your mouth to suck, sliding your tongue along the underside stirring a memory of a familiar feeling.

He moans deeply, you can feel the vibrations rattle up his chest underneath you. His hips buck and you jolt with his movements, steadying yourself as best you can.

“You may touch me” you whispered, your own need and desperation to cum into his pretty mouth making you lax in your judgement. Fast as lightening his hands come up to wrap around your thighs, massaging the inside of them with his strong fingers. One hand comes up to steady your body at your waist before slinking up and pulling at your taught nipple.

“Such a good boy” you whimper under your breath, bucking your hips in broken strokes across his flat tongue, “So good to me”

Your lower stomach tenses as Kylo lapped at your clit like a man starved for a taste of you. His eyes watched you with a hunger than strikes you to your core.

“Yes darling” you groaned, both hands coming down to grip into his long dark locks “Just like that, just like I taught you”

As your orgasm washes over you your body shakes, his hands grip your waist to hold you up as you tilt your head back with a cry, riding the stroke of his tongue until your clit throbbed with sensitivity.

You clamber down from your position over him to lie at his side, curling your body into him. You link one leg over his to pull his legs open wider. Taking the gentle brush of your fingertips you stroke softly along his jawline, reaching up to stroke them over his eyebrows, unfurling them from their tightly furrowed state.

He looks over to you, fingers twitching as he rests his hands on his stomach. “Please mistress” he begs almost silently, voice shaky as he speaks.

“Yes” you say simply. His hands dart forward, both hands taking his cock roughly. Almost instantly his hips buck up into his touch and he tilts his head back against the pillows with a deep groan.

“So close already aren’t you” you tease, a smug smile stretching across your face as he whimpers and moans. He nods, eyes remaining tightly shut, and he bites his bottom lip firmly. His hips strain up against his touch, desperation flutters through every muscle in his toned body.

“Kylo” you whisper “Open your eyes”

His eyelashes flutter and his hazy eyes find yours. “Cum for me sweet boy” you whisper, leaning forward to place a kiss to his trembling lips.

At your word you watch his body convulse, thick hot ropes of cum splashed onto his tense stomach. He grits his teeth and grunts as the ache inside him subsides with every thrust of his cock into his vigorous hand.

You place gentle kisses to his flushed cheeks, the scent and taste of your cunt still smeared across his face as you nuzzle into him. You stroke his hair, watching as he puffs to steady his breathing. His broad chest heaves as you lay your head down against it, placing a stray kiss to one of his many scars. He links his arms around you and pulls you close as you flutter your eyes closed.