A Dimensional Affair • Kylo Ren x OC

Chapter 23

After hearing the crystals call to me during our meeting with Phasma, we rushed back to our quarters to find them suspended in air, slowly circling one another. After, the two of us spent hours tearing through the manuscripts we took from the archives. Ben had worked tirelessly, eventually completing a translation of the scroll. There were many parts to it, but from what I understood, the crystals could be tempered to create an energy that could power weapons the galaxy had never seen. Of course, Ben had decided it best to keep our findings to ourselves for the time being. There was still part of the scroll left to be translated, but from the looks of the diagrams drawn throughout the section, it had to do with some form of lightsaber.

Ben was pulled away again for more meetings the next day, leaving me to play homemaker in our apartment. I briefly worked through my plan to end up on Mustafar but did not ponder on those thoughts long lest Ben hear through the bond.

While spending time with him was the ultimate way to spend my day, it was nice to have time to myself. The Knights stood at the door, but I hadn't invited them in today. It had been a while, but I decided that today was Self-Care Day. I also decided that I was going to surprise my Supreme Leader when he returned in the evening.

Learning my way around this alien kitchen with foreign recipes and ingredients was difficult enough but with the help of a service droid, I was able to conjure up a recipe that was similar to that of a lasagna and garlic bread from Earth. I prepped the dinner meal earlier in the day so all I would need to do was pop it in the oven. I debated what to fix for dessert but ended up with a better idea.

An idea that—hopefully—would even make the dominant Master Ren blush.

I sent out an order with the service droid for various items that was delivered shortly after. I arranged everything in our bedroom before entering the vast closet. I rummaged through the countless drawers until I found what I was looking for.

Any selection of lingerie I could possibly want laid before me. Any color and any level of sexy you could possibly imagine. I pulled a black piece from the collection, the garment more strings than anything else. Upon further inspection I realized that while being lingerie, it also doubled as a harness set. The straps were interwoven with a collar and two sections outlining each breast. The straps continued down around the waist before crossing where the pelvis would be and continuing in bonding straps down the legs. At various intervals on the straps were loops that the restraints from the wrist straps could be attached to. The item itself looked like a nightmare to try to get on from the intricacy of the woven material, but heat pooled between my legs at the thought of Ben seeing it on me.

I found a black dressing robe that I could wear over top of the garment without seeming too suspicious. The difficult part of the evening would be to keep Ben out of our room and in his Supreme Leader getup as soon as he came back.

I stashed my evening attire in an easily accessible place and eyed the clock. I still had hours until he was to return.

Sighing, I made my way toward the bathtub, eager to sink into the warm pool of water. I relaxed against the side of the tub, body slightly swaying with the waves caused by the fountains, bubbles sloshing against my skin. The movement of my body in the water sent memories to the forefront of my mind of all the sex Ben and I had in the shower and tub, causing an instant ache in my cunt.

Mae...Ben's scolding voice creeped into my head.

I smirked. Yes, Ben?

What are you doing?

I could sense his desire through the bond, causing my hand to dart between my legs.

Oh, nothing. I replied.

Hmm, it doesn't seem like nothing. His voice dripped with lust. The friction of the water moving against my body became too much, the slosh of the water grazing my nipples and causing them to harden. I didn't respond, but I didn't need to.

Are you touching yourself, sweetheart?

Yes, Supreme Leader. I smiled, eyes rolling back as my fingers continued to circle my clit.

Without me? He practically growled. I wish I was there. Unfortunately, I am at least a twenty-minute walk from our quarters. But...

But what? I panted.

The bond went silent for a moment.

But I was able to exit that meeting to a private area. The thought of you touching that pretty little cunt has my cock so fucking hard.

"Oh fuck..." I moaned out loud as two fingers plunged into my slick walls.

This is new, I said, voice breathy, we've never messed around like this before.

Ben chuckled. No, we haven't...But I can't touch you right now and I thought I was going to bust sitting in there while you fingered yourself. I'm pumping my cock right now thinking about it.

Fuck, that's hot. The thought of him jacking off to me almost made me come undone right there. You know, I remember those fantasies I showed you before.

Oh yeah?

Yes. So, I was wondering, Supreme Leader, what fantasy do you have?

Ben didn't say anything for a moment before multiple images were shot into my head. First, I was sitting on the throne, Ben knelt at my feet as he licked and ravaged between my legs. The image shifted, showing me bent over the railing of our apartment balcony, completely nude, while Ben railed me from behind as ships passed. Then, we were in a theater-type setting where each patron seemed to have their own box. I was perched on Ben's lap, facing away from him, as I bounced on his dick during the performance, my breasts pulled out of the sparkling dress I wore.

Last...The scene shifted. It was darker. I was completely nude and confined to a chair in what seemed to be an interrogation chamber. I felt Ben's presence behind me but when he moved to my front, he donned a black mask with red crackling striking through it. An array of toys laid on the table in the room. The scene blurred as he began to retract the image, but I held onto it, panting as my fingers plunged deep inside of me. The scene continued as the masked version of Ben spread my legs, teasing my entrance with his lightsaber while he pumped his cock. Small sparks of Force lightning danced across my skin, nipping at my breasts.

Mae, fuck, fuck—

I moaned, water sloshing around the tub as I added another finger, plunging deeper.

Well Supreme Leader, it seems like you want to fuck me where everyone can see.

You're mine, Ben snarled, but the thought of fucking you in public and people seeing that you are mine thrills me.

Ben Solo, I giggled, I didn't take you for the exhibitionist type. But I did find that mask to be pretty hot.

Fuck, Mae. You have no idea the things I want to do to you, even when we have done so much. Tell me how that pretty little cunt feels, baby girl. Are you wet?

Yes, oh fuck—I'm so wet. I pulled my fingers to my mouth, tasting my own arousal. And I taste so good.

Good fucking girl. Now, I want you to cum. I want you to cum on that hand while you think about me eating and fucking that tight little pussy.

My breathing became labored as I moved back to my clit, my orgasm closing in.

Yes, sir. Yes, oh god—fuck I'm gonna cum!

My vision went bright white as I came, Ben's growl through the bond letting me know he hit his own as well.

Well, Ben groaned, that was definitely new.

I smirked. I think on Earth what we just did would fall under the classification of phone sex.

Ben laughed. Then I can say that I one-hundred percent love phone sex.