white sabered || kylo ren x reader

Nineteen

"I just don't think I want to go that far, Kylo. My allegiance is still to neutrality, participating in a First Order meeting just feels.. Wrong."

Kylo sighed, staring down at your curled up figure. He was just starting to get ready for a morning meeting near the command bridge, and you had woken up just in time for him to invite you to join him. You stayed put, coiled under the loose black sheets that dangled lazily off the bedside.

"I think you will finally realize just how much The First Order is meant for you." He countered, pulling on his infamous black long sleeve. His hair was still messy, all unevenly curled with jutting strands of raven-colored hair. How cute.

"How about I get ready with you while I think about it." You offered, sitting up from the mattress. Your thighs felt tensed, still sore from last night.

Last night, that was something you now remembered. It all had felt like a fever dream, lost somewhere within the tangled, ever-battling thoughts on Kylo Ren. You grazed your fingertips over the crook of your neck, feeling the small indents of Kylo's teeth. How did he plan on getting you to cover that up?

Almost as if he had read your thoughts, you felt an article of clothing being thrown at you. "Here, you'll need it."

You looked down, picking the piece up by the shoulders and holding it out in front of you. It was a black turtleneck, just a size smaller than you.

"Kylo, I think this is gonna be a bit tigh-I know." He cut you off. You felt your cheeks redden, whipping your head around to stare, almost dumbfounded. His eyes held something sinister, something knowing.

You were already shirtless, so the next thing you could do was stand up and fumble around to find your bra.

Your feet hit the cold floor, sending a shiver through your spine as you rushed over to your pile of discarded clothes, finding your bra surprisingly easily. You turned around to slide it on, right as your head fit through the hole your met eyes with Kylo, noticing he had been staring at you the entire time. He stared at you like an animal stalking its' prey, waiting ever so patiently for it to submit to him.

You tried to ignore him, immediately averting your eyes to the floor and fitting the black turtleneck onto your body. The bottom hem rested just above your belly button, fitting you tight in all the right places. Oh yeah, this was planned by Kylo, no doubt.

You grabbed your panties, feeling them hug around your ass. You bent down to pick up your pants, hearing a cough from the commander behind you. You couldn't help but smirk, standing back up straight and waltzing over towards your quarters. "I guess I'll go, just this once. I don't want to hear you begging me again." You finally answered his original question, not bothering to face him.

Kylo's lips tightened. "I could've commanded you to. I wonder if you would have obeyed as easily as last night." He retorted. You held in a gasp of shock, still refusing to look him in the eyes. Your shoulders tense, stepping closer towards your quarters until the doors opened and closed behind you, sighing in relief once you were alone. God, he knew how to push every single one of your buttons just right.

You noticed something new on your bed, approaching closer to now see it was a new pair of black pants and boots. What the hell did Kylo think he was doing? You hadn't pledged your allegiance to him, why was he giving you all of this new stuff?

You pushed aside your questions, shrugging and throwing your old pants onto the bed. You grabbed the new pair of pants, sliding them on along with the new boots. They were heeled, and you didn't think you had ever worn heels, well, ever. Heels weren't exactly appropriate when it came to running on forest paths and hopping up hiking trails back home.

The doors to your quarters soon opened, and Kylo stool there in the doorway. "Come, we're already late." He commanded.

You spun around, sighing and taking a few steps in the new shoes. "I thought you would know someone like me would never dare wear a pair of heels." You muttered, stumbling slightly. Kylo couldn't help but smirk, offering you his arm.

"Then follow my lead."

-

The conference room was silent when the two of you entered, everyone in what you expected to be their assigned seats but the one at the very front of the room.

So he was already expecting you to agree.

You gulped, scanning the table of lurking eyes. Finally, your view landed on Hux. His face was crinkled in disgust, staring you up and down. Oh, he could probably tell what had gone on. Either that or he was simply cringing at the very sight of you being near Kylo.

You had already let go of Kylo's arm, seeing yourself to the only empty chair left. Kylo didn't say a word, his mask making it hard to tell what exactly he was thinking. He stepped towards the front of the table, taking a quick glance at all of his Generals and Advisors. "I would like a report on the progress on some of our exporting planets." He finally broke the icy silence in the room. That was your cue to zone out as one of the Generals piped up to carry on a ramble about how prices had went down, the progress of the planet's resources, and more.

You were only pulled from your space of thought when You heard Hux butt in. "It seems you have been making your own progress, Commander Ren." He snarked, glaring at you, then back and Kylo. "You've dressed out prisoner worse than the Twi'lek girls in the cantinas." He added on, causing you to tense. Okay, that was a bit rude.

You now worried for Hux's safety, but Kylo seemed to stay calm in his response. "I don't remember giving you permission to comment on our guest's appearance, General Hux."

You now felt the tinder catch fire in Ren, simmering threateningly. Your furrowed your eyebrows, a pit in your stomach hardening.

"And I don't remember Supreme Leader Snoke giving you permission to have a pet." Hux shot back, eyes darting back to you. Hux's form was stiff, prickling with anger and frustration. "I don't know what he's told you, but surely no string of words in the entire galactical dictionary could ever convince a sane human being to fall victim to-" Hux's tangent was cut off by a strangled gag, the gingered man's hands immediately reaching toward's his throat.

"General Hux, I suggest you hold your tongue." Kylo's voice suffocated the roam in tension, his hand clawed ever so tightly. You could already see inside of Kylo's mind, knowing how greatly he wished he could snap Hux's neck without another thought.

Ren finally released Hux, disregarding the coughing and sputtering from the Army General while he turned his head side to side along the two rows of people sitting at the conference table. "Any other remarks?"

Silence.

 "Then we are done here."

The group immediately began exiting the room, one by one all rushing out in a single file line. Hux stayed, still struggling to regain his breath.

"Kylo, You didn't have to do that." You spoke up, deciding to defend Hux. It was the least you could do after Hux had treated you so kindly.

"Don't speak so highly of someone like him. If it were my decision, he simply would not be here." Kylo replied, marching towards the exit of the conference room. "Come, now."

You couldn't help but stare back at General Hux from across the table, the man now running a shaking hand through his combed-back hair. "He is poisoning you." He hissed, his eyes made of icy steel.

You frowned, feeling another chill creep across your shoulders.

Your name echoed throughout the empty conference room, knowing well it was Kylo's now impatient voice through the vocoder. "I'm waiting."

Hux let out a half-hearted laugh. "Go on, obey like a good pet." He taunted.

You reluctantly stood, making your way towards Kylo. You couldn't believe how weak you had grown to his words. Before you realized it you had let your response run free and fly off your lips. Perhaps Hux was right.

"Yes, Commander."