Kylo Ren

Date: 2/8/2018

So I've had 2 dreams so far: 1. I'm sitting on the falcon's pilot seat, in his lap. We're at hyperspeed, and he's in his black attire minus the cape and helmet. He holds my hands to my ribs, fingers interlacing. He's slowly pumping into me. I can feel pressure within my channel and at my butt cheeks. I think he's saying things to me. I had a passing thought about my favorite spot to be touched was my neck and shoulder. After a moment he put his mouth there. I encourage him approvingly. He travels between the point of my shoulder and the hollow beneath my ear. I shiver with every occasional wet caress. He was about to pound me faster . . . (When my evil brother woke me up and I yelled at him) 2. (Taking a nap during the day) I'm straddling the footboard of my bed, scrolling through my tumblr and finding porn of adam driver. It starts to turn me on more than I would've expected, and I want to rub myself against the wood. It feels amazing despite my clothes between me and the perfectly curved board. I wake up in my bed to kylo at my back. I realize that he is naked this time, but I cannot see that. I'm lying on my side with my knees drawn up and my back arched. He's lazily drawing in out of me, a slow torture . . . (By the time I realize I could interact with him, I wake up . . . Always before the good part dammit)