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kylologan · 6 years

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Not A Fling

Submission - “I have a submission 🙂. Adam Sackler x reader. The reader spends the summer in New York and she meets Adam. They spend pretty much every moment together while she’s visiting. When the summer is over, the reader goes back home and Adam realizes that he loves her and follows her all the way back to her house and confesses his love for her.” - @grey-reylo-solo

A/N- sorry it’s been a while since I wrote something! I’ve been feeling super off. I love y’all, thank you for your patience.

Warnings- Smut & angst

New York wasn’t bad. Really, it was a fun change of pace. But your cousin, Shoshannah and her friends? That was a different story. Living in their world was like watching a really shitty soap opera. It was painful at times.

The only good part was Adam Sackler, Shoshannah’s friend’s, Hannah, off and on again boyfriend. Thankfully, you came at the time it was off. The two of you hit it off, and even if he pissed you off at times, it always ended up with you and him laughing it off. You wanted to do more then just be his friend, but it wasn’t that easy. The Hannah situation it felt like a ticking time bomb, and the thought of dating Adam just to lose him to her was terrifying. So, here you were on your last night in the city, on Adam’s couch, watching a dumb movie that he picked out.

“You pick the worst movies. Why won’t you let me pick them?” You huffed, wrinkling your nose as another stupid special effect played across the screen. Adam turned to glare at him, and you matched it.

“Whatever, Y/N. It’s not bad.” He defended, still holding your gaze. You sighed and rolled your eyes.

“The acting doesn’t suck too bad, I’ll give it that.” This was yours and Adam’s thing, watching movies and making fun of them. Usually he’d make fun of it with you, so what the fuck was up? You decided you’d ask.

“What the fuck is up with you tonight? Or hell, the last few days?” You turned your whole body, with a thick blanket still wrapped around your body. The moment Adam met your gaze once again, he looked down to his lap with a shrug.

“I’m fucking fine, I don’t know what you mean.” He muttered and you knocked his shoulder with your hand.

“That’s a lie, I’m not stupid!” You exclaimed, then sighed, moving closer to him. “Talk to me? Please?” Your hand rested gently on his shoulder.

“You’re going home soon and...” He trailed off, sounding utterly defeated and your heart fluttered in your chest.

“And?” You asked, and he looked at you again. Fuck, those eyes got you every time.

“I, I haven’t even fucking kissed you. I’ve been wanting to kiss you ever since we met, kid.” Adam admitted and your eyes widened. Holy fuck. Did he really just say that? You gulped.

“Y/N, I’m sorry, just forget-“ You cut him off, your lips crashing against his. Adam groaned as you moved yourself over to straddle his hips, wrapping your arms around neck and pulling him closer.

“Fuck, you don’t know how long I’ve wanted this.” He muttered as he pulled away to pepper kisses down your neck, and you whimpered.

“I think I do.” You replied, tugging at his hair. He released a low groan, gripping the thin fabric of your tee shirt.

“Up and clothes off, now.” Adam purred, voice hard and dominating. You shivered and moved to do as he said. You stood up for his lap and slowly, teasingly, started to strip. First your pants, then your tee shirt. All that was left was your underwear, and you were suddenly nervous.

You looked bashfully up at Adam, and he was grinning. Fucking grinning, ear to ear, with lust heavy in his brown eyes. You gulped and moved to unhook your bra, letting it fall to your feet. Adam’s eyes seemed to bulge out of his head and you smirked.

“Like what you see?” You teased, and he nodded dumbly. Ugh, so easy. You tugged off your underwear, and as you did so, you noticed Adam was starting to undress. By the time you were fully nude, he had his shirt off and his pants unbuckled. You sucked in a breath as he pulled out his length, pumping it a few times slowly.

“Condom?” Adam asked, reaching out his free hand to grab your hips. You leaned into his touch, straddling his hips but still hovering just above his already hard cock.

“Birth control.” You answered, eyes fluttering shut as Adam kissed your jaw and nibbled at the soft skin there. You whimpered, and felt him smirk.

“Good girl.” Adam cooed, and you felt yourself relish at the small praise. Before you could think about much else, one of his long fingers was probing you. You let out a small surprised yelp, gripping Adam’s shoulders and struggling to keep yourself up. You hadn’t been touched in so long, and something about him heightened the experience.

“How’s that? Good? My little whore, you going to come on my fingers?” Adam’s voice was smooth, and you gasped at his words.

“Fuck!” You gasped, as he added another finger while his thumb rubbed at your clit. Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit. You couldn’t form coherent words, so you just buried your face in Adam’s neck and held on for the ride.

“Are you going to come for me, Y/N? Ask me if you can come.” Adam growled, nipping at your ear.

“Adam, p-please, fuck, let me come.” You begged, and jerked when his fingers curled up inside you.

“Come for me.” He commanded, and how could you say no to that? You came onto his fingers, letting out a loud moan as you did.

“Good girl, Y/N. You okay?” Adam pulled your face up as he slowly pulled his fingers out, examining you. You just smiled, and answered by moving your lips to suck on his fingers that had just been inside you. Tasting yourself, you moaned.

“Fuck, you’re so damn hot. You want to ride my cock, baby? Think you can handle it?” You released his fingers and nodded.

“Yes sir, I’m ready.” You replied with a bat of your eyes, smiling innocently. Adam groaned and pulled you into a deep kiss, tangling his tongue with yours as you positioned yourself on top. Slowly, but surely, you lowered yourself.

Fuck, he was big and you weren’t entirely sure if you’d fit. You tangled your hands in his hair and tugged, moaning into his mouth as he growled. Your bodies melded almost perfectly against each other, grinding and pushing in a sympathy of moans.

You came again, twice, on the couch and after he fucked you there, he fucked you again in his bed. It was good, fuck it was so good, and in the morning when the sun rose, you hid your face in his chest. You didn’t want to leave, to go back home and leave Adam.

You stared at his sleeping figure, propped up on your elbows as you watched his chest rise and fall. He looked so at peace, and you could’ve sworn there was a faint hint of a smile there. You sighed, and slowly got up out of the bed and went to collect your things.

You got dressed in silence, hoping to God that Adam wouldn’t wake up. He honestly wouldn’t care, you realized. That you were leaving, that is. He’d seen you as a game, and after fucking you he’d probably go back to Hannah. You wrinkled your nose, and realized how much that hurt you to think about. You shook it off, knowing that it wasn’t that big of a deal.

A summer fling, that’s all this was to you. Right? By the time you were ready, it was barely 8 am and Adam was still fast asleep. You took one last look (okay maybe a few more last looks) before hurrying out the door.

Shoshannah helped you pack, but honestly there wasn’t much to it. She wasn’t much help anyways, going on and on about one thing or another. Still, she was one of your favorite people in the world and you appreciated her for letting you stay in her place for free.

New York wasn’t exactly cheap, and it saved you a lot of debt. You’d miss her, but as you road the bus out of the city and back to the more rural part of New York, all you could think of was Adam. You still felt his kisses, and his touch. You closed your eyes and sighed, trying to push it away. You’d be home soon.

Adam was scrambling, trying to process everything that was going on.

“She left, Adam. She didn’t tell you?” Shoshannah had said, and it sounded like she was miles away. He needed to get to you, Adam needed you.

“Home? Did she go home? Back to Cold spring?” He asked, frantic. Shoshannah nodded.

“Yeah? Why?” Adam stomped his foot, turning around in a circle before looking at her again.

“Text me her address!” He said suddenly before turning away and running down the hallway.

“Adam! What?!” She called after him, scoffing.

“Taxi! Fuck! Come on!” Adam waved his hand, and practically got in the middle of the road before a taxi finally stopped.

“Thank god, can you take me to the bus station downtown?” He asked, gripping the back of the front seat.

“Yeah, yeah kid calm down.” The old man grumbled. Adam let out a breath, running a hand down his face. Calm down? How could he? The love of his life had LEFT without a word. Had he just been a fuck? Adam didn’t think you were like that, but who was like who they said they were anymore?

He clenched his jaw and glared down at his feet. His phone buzzed, and it shows a text from Shoshannah. An address, with a small note saying “don’t fuck anything up. She’s my favorite cousin.” Thank god. Adam was going to see you and he was going to tell you how he felt. Adam would tell you that he loved you, even if it killed him.

Your apartment was just how you had left it. Small, and tidy enough. Your parents had let you stay home during your first year of college but you had decided on your own to get yourself a place. You needed your own space. You sat down on your couch and laid your head back, closing your eyes. You let out an audible groan as you felt your eyes start to fill with tears. You missed Adam, so much you felt like you were missing a part of yourself. You pressed your face into the couch cushions, letting yourself cry.

Your heart was broken, completely, and it was your fault. You left him, and didn’t even ask how he felt. What the fuck was wrong with you?! You sobbed, curling up as you let it all out. It felt good, somewhat, and when the knock on your door came you just about screamed. Who could that even be? You stood up, legs wobbling. You wiped roughly at your cheeks, not wanting to look too distraught just in case it was someone you knew.

You unlocked the deadbolts and opened the door, fully expecting anyone but who was there. Adam. Oh my god.

“Adam?!” You gasped, eyes widening.

“Y/N, kid, listen to me.” He looked crazy, hair a mess and wearing nothing but flip flops, jeans and a tee shirt. What the fuck?

“Adam, please-“

“No! You need to listen to me say this.” Adam snapped, and you stared at him, mouth half open as if you were going to say something.

“I-I, fuck, Y/N. This summer has been the best summer of my life. I’ve never met anyone like you in my entire life. And I don’t think I ever will.” He reached out, grabbing your small hand in his large ones. You whimpered, unable to hold it back. His touch was amazing, and it made you want to collapse right into his arms.

“Baby, I...” Adam paused, pulling himself closer towards you, and you rested your other hand on his chest. You couldn’t resist him.

“I love you too, Adam.” You whispered, looking up into his beautiful brown eyes. Adam quirked a smile, and he nodded.

“Thank fucking God.” And then he pulled you into a breathless kiss. A kiss you now knew was the start of forever.

End.

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kylologan · 6 years

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Your Body

Submission -

“How about the reader and Clyde has been dating for months, maybe a year, when the reader's bff (from her hometown) comes to visit her, keeping her updated about the juicy gossip back home, mentioning reader's ex body transformation. Maybe the reader lets slip a comment about it, and Clyde overhears it, making him self-conscious. Reader notices it and apologize/ reassure him a special way ;) afterwards, praising him telling him about strong, handsome and perfect he is in her eyes.” @b0ss-bae

Warnings - Smutttt :)

Being with Clyde Logan was electric, and it made you the happiest woman alive. He was strong, but also made you feel secure in the way he felt for you. He wasn’t afraid to be romantic with you, and express his love, even if it was a bit of a fumble on his part. You appreciated it more then anything in the world. So as you gushed about him to your childhood best friend, Tiana, you let everything spill.

“Wow, he seems amazing. I can’t wait to meet him!” Tiana giggled, squeezing your hands from across the dining room table. “Your home is certainly beautiful. I’m sure you decorated most of it.” You rolled your eyes.

“How’d you guess?” You teased. Clyde and you lived in a one story, but it was a step up from his old place.

“So, did you her about Vince?” Tiana’s voice lowered, as if she was telling you a secret and you rose a brow. Why would she bring up your ex?”

“Vince? What about him?” You asked, suddenly curious. Unbeknownst to the both of you, Clyde had walked in through the front door but had paused as he heard your conversation. You had mentioned Vince a few times, your first love and first real boyfriend. He wasn’t eavesdropping, not per-say, just listening in.

“Oh my god, Y/N, he’s totally ripped now. He looks like he lives at the gym, honestly.” Tiana blushed slightly, as a nervous giggle left her. “It’s crazy, his biceps are nearly the size of my head.”

You snorted, and covered your mouth.

“Damn, really?! I could never get him to go run with me, I feel cheated!”

Clyde clenched his jaw. He thought you’d probably much rather have a man who was stronger, with both of his hands and less of a belly. The very thought of losing you broke his heart, and he didn’t know whether interrupt the two of you or wait longer. He decided to go with the latter.

“Honestly! You should check his Instagram sometime, it’s definitely interesting.” Tiana winked and you wrinkled your nose.

“Maybe I will.” You humored Tiana, knowing she meant well. But, honestly, you’d rather poke your eyeballs out then look at Vince ever again. That’s when Clyde finally decided to round the corner and enter the kitchen.

“Baby!” You jumped up, hurrying over to him. He was flushed, and had a nervous look in his eyes. You wrapped your arms loosely around his neck, pulling him down to your level.

“What? No hello kiss? How rude-“ He cut you off, pulling you into a deep kiss. You hummed, pleased, before pulling away.

“Hi darling. You gonna introduce me to your friend here?” Clyde’s free arm was around your waist, while he kept his prosthetic by his side. You didn’t understand why, and even though now wasn’t the time to ask, you definitely implore more about it later.

After dinner with Tiana, and even more gossiping about life back in your hometown, it was finally just you and Clyde. He was quiet, and stared at the tv while a stiff arm was wrapped around you. You huffed and pulled away to stand up, blocking the tv.

“What in the hell in up with you?” You asked, hands on your hips as you looked down at Clyde. He looked right back at you, his brown eyes filled with doubt.

“Heard you talkin’ about your ex.” He muttered, looking down. You felt your chest deflate, and then fill with guilt.

“Oh, baby.” You moved to straddle his hips, cupping his cheeks to make him look at you.

“You have to know I’d never want anyone but you, right? Never.” You searched his eyes, and he sighed.

“Never?” Clyde asked, moving both his hands, both fake and real, to rest on your hips. You smiled, and to answer, you pulled him into a deep kiss. He groaned, pulling you closer and you used this opportunity to slip your tongue into his mouth to tangle with his. He just about growled, and you smirked.

“Bedroom.” You whispered, kissing across his cheek and down his jaw. He obeyed, picking you up, and your legs wrapped around his waist as he walked.

“You’re so handsome, my Clyde, my man.” You praised, and Clyde lowered you unto your shared bed. You smiled up at him, and bit your lip. You slipped off your tee shirt, then your bra, leaving you in just your shorts and panties.

“I love you.” He whispered. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous. All laid out, just for me.” He kissed down your neck, and you threaded your fingers through his soft hair.

“You’ve got way too much clothing on.” You giggled, tugging at the front of Clyde’s button up shirt. He laughed lightly and pulled away, and you scooted back to the pillows on the bed. Clyde pulled off his shirt, revealing his broad chest and tummy which you loved so much. You groaned, and slipped your hand into your shorts, playing with your clit as you watched your beautiful boyfriend undress. He watched you a moment, cheeks red, before he hurriedly pulled off his belt and pants.

“Fuck, baby, you’ve already got me so hard.” He groaned as he pulled off his boxers. His half hard cock sprung up, and it’s angry red color showed that he needed relief and soon. He crawled up on the bed, his prosthetic hand still on as he neared you.

“I’m going to eat your pussy so good, darling.” He cooed, and you whimpered.

“Please, please do.” You scrambled to get your shorts and panties off, throwing them off to the side. You opened your legs, long past feeling ashamed to be open with Clyde. He started to kiss up your thighs, humming against your sensitive skin.

“Baby, Clyde.” You stopped him, and he looked up in confusion.

“What’s wrong sweetheart?” He asked, and your heart melted at his concerned tone.

“Uh, can you take off your prosthetic?” Clyde froze and you quickly continued.

“I just, I don’t want you to have to hide from me. I want all of you, no matter what.” You offered him a reassuring smile, and he seemed to relax.

“O-Okay.” He sat up, and you reached to play with his hair as he started to undo the contraption’s straps. You had seen it before of course, but he had always worn it during sex no matter what.

Clyde set it carefully on the bedside table, and before he could doubt himself anymore, you pulled him into a deep kiss. He smiled against your lips, and you spread your legs again.

“Eat up, daddy.” You whispered and this time, he definitely growled. Clyde moved slowly, kissing down your stomach, and your inner thighs before finally, FINALLY, kissing your slick folds. You groaned, head falling back to rest against the pillows. One thing you had known since your first time with Clyde Logan was that he was fantastic at eating pussy, and damn he loved doing it. He moaned against your cunt, and it sent vibrations up your body that caused you to moan loudly. You could never be quiet with Clyde, that’s another thing you’ve known since the beginning.

“Fuck, C-Clyde, I’m gonna come.” You whimpered, gripping your hair like a handle bar. You rolled up against his face, gasping.

“Come for me, gorgeous.” He replied, slipping two fingers in your pussy before continuing to suck on your clit.

“Fuck, holy shit!” You cried out as you came, seeing stars. Clyde pulled away, and held his hand up to your mouth. You greedily took his fingers, sucking them clean of your own cum. He smirked, and gently pulled them away.

“Good girl.” He murmured, leaning down to press a kiss against your lips. It was soft, and you relaxed against it.

“Make love to me, Clyde Logan.” You said, staring your y/e/c eyes into his brown ones. He smiled, peppering your face with kisses from his plump lips.

“Always, baby.” He replied, before slowly starting to sink into you. You gasped, your arms moving to wrap around his sturdy neck as you took his cock in.

“That’s it, fuck, just like that. God, you’re so wet.” He breathed, voice husky. You groaned in response, never once taking your eyes off his until he was fully inside you.

“You okay?” He asked, cupping your cheek and running his thumb gently against your cheekbone. You nodded, before wrinkling your nose.

“Please move.” You whimpered, your toes curling as you felt the tip of Clyde’s cock hit right up against that spot inside. He nodded and responded by moving his hips, slowly at first and then gradually moving faster. You wrapped your legs around his hips, pulling him closer to you as he fucked you. You were a moaning, sweaty mess, and you slipped one hand between the two of you to stimulate your clit.

“Fuck, Y/N.” Clyde groaned, and you moaned in response.

“Come inside me, Clyde. I’m yours.” You gasped, as you felt yourself reaching climax. He buried his face in your neck, biting at the soft skin there, causing you to moan even louder as you came once again, right before Clyde spilt seed deep inside you.

“Ahh, Y/N.” He moaned, holding you tight as he road out his orgasm. You felt yourself go a little limp in his arms, shivering as you came down from your high.

“Clyde,” You murmured as he pulled out of you, and laid down next to you. He opened his arms, and you quickly settled into your place there.

“I love you, Clyde. So much.” You said after a few beats of silence, kissing his stubbled cheek. He blushed, and kissed the top of your head.

“I love you too, darling, with everything I am.”

And you could tell that Clyde definitely meant it.

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kylologan · 6 years

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Little Starfighter

Submission - “imagine you need to leave the starkiller and leave your little child (kylo copy) with your husband and when you come back you will find your little boy missing his mommy” - @yippee-ki-yay-motherfucker460

A/N- I hope this is what you wanted!!! I had fun writing this one

Warnings - lots and lots of fluff + dad!Kylo

Leaving the First Order’s base ship, along with your son and husband was never an easy task. You only did so when absolutely necessary and sadly, today was one of those days. There was some sort of dispute on a mining planet, and everyone agreed that you would be the best for the job.

“I’ll be back before you know it, honey.” You chuckled, smiling up at your pouting husband, Kylo Ren. Neither of you liked being away from one another, and you knew if the roles were reversed that you’d act the same exact way. He wrapped his arms protectively around your middle and kissed your forehead.

“I know, but I’ll always miss you no matter how long you’re gone.” He replied, still so close that you could feel his lips move against you. “I’ll hold down the household, make sure little Wynn doesn’t get into too much trouble.” He cracked a smile, and you relished in the sight that was solely reserved for you.

“Good. I’ll hopefully only be gone for a day, just make sure he gets to bed at a reasonable time tonight.” You cupped Kylo’s cheek and ran your thumb down his scar. He turned his head to kiss your palm.

“We’ll be fine.”

They were in fact, NOT fine.

“Where’s mommy?!” Wynn kept asking, tears welling up in his big, brown eyes before spilling down his chubby cheeks. Kylo tried to hush him, pulling him into his arms and hugging him. Wynn seemed a bit satisfied by this but still cried.

“I miss mommy! Dada, where’s mommy?” He whined, and Kylo sighed.

“She’ll be back soon, little starfighter. It’s okay.” Wynn sniffled, curling up in his fathers arms and seemingly taking up residence there. It had barely been half a day, and Wynn had been crying most of that time. He clearly wasn’t happy that you weren’t there. Kylo sighed and thought, me and you both buddy.

Wynn seemed to stop crying and Kylo looked down, happy to see that his little boy was fast asleep. He walked into the master bedroom, careful to make movements as slow as possible. Kylo laid down in yours and his shared bed, laying on his back with Wynn right on top of him. He paused, looking to make sure that the small boy was still asleep.

Thankfully, he was, and Kylo breathed a sigh of relief. Slowly, he felt his eyes droop and he fell into sleep as well to the soft sounds is his sons small snores.

You had gotten home much earlier then expected and you practically jumped off the transporter ship to hurry to see your husband and son. You hoped they were okay, you knew that sometimes Kylo wasn’t the best with dealing with Wynn’s many emotional breakdowns. It wasn’t something you held against him, and it warmed your heart when he truly tried to help.

You unlocked the door to your private quarters, raising a brow as it seemed to be perfectly quiet inside.

“Kylo? Wynn?” You called out softly as you walked towards the bedrooms. You checked Wynn’s room first, and a bit of worry filled you when you saw that it was empty. You hurried to yours and Kylo’s, and the scene inside just about made your heart burst.

Wynn and Kylo were laying together, Wynn nuzzled into Kylo’s chest and Kylo’s arms wrapped protectively around your sons small frame. You carefully pulled off your shoes and padded over to the bed, curling up against your husbands side. He stirred slightly and slowly, his eyes opened.

“Y/N, darling, is that you?” He asked groggily, and you suppressed a giggle.

“It’s me, my love. Go back to sleep.” You whispered, and Kylo moved one of his arms around Wynn to wrap it around your waist. He pulled you close to his side, and you let yourself melt into his touch. With the warm embrace of your husband, and the sight of your son’s sleeping face, you felt totally at peace.

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