Entirely Different

Chapter Twenty Two : A Knight to Remember

A/N: This chapter comes with a GROUP SEX warning! If you aren't into that, or find it potentially triggering, please do not read.

As Kylo had warned you, Cardo had picked up a scandalous outfit for you to wear to Petral's that night. After you'd landed, Kylo and the other knights escorted you to your hotel while Cardo acquired the goods. A micro dress and a dazzling pair of black stilettos, you'd heard Kylo transfer an absurd amount of credits to Cardo in order to cover them, which you wished you hadn't heard. Though you had to admit, now that they were here and laying across your luxury hotel bedspread, you couldn't wait to step into them. Kylo would be sharing the room with you but gave you some privacy to shower and change while he'd finished his conversation with Hux in Ushar's room down the hall. After the sun set over Canto Bight, you'd just finished adjusted the strappy heels to your feet when Kylo walked in.

At first, he'd stood in the doorway stunned, eyes on you like you might disappear if he blinked. The black dress was silky and hugged your curves deliciously, the fact that the hem ended just below your ass didn't hurt. And your legs look eons long in those heels. He cleared his throat, biting his lip to keep from saying anything overtly stupid. Cardo had walked into the hall at just that same moment and saw Kylo standing dumbstruck in your doorway. Kuruk, Vicrul, and Ushar not too far behind. Cardo side stepped around Kylo, worried that the dress had ripped, or you'd broken a heel – he hadn't really wanted to waste more time shopping.

"What's the matter, does it not fit- oh gods." Cardo ran out of breath when he'd caught a glimpse.

You giggled at their responses, your long hair curly and loose down your back. Kuruk and Vicrul dipped their heads in, too.

Kuruk smirked approvingly.

"Well, well, Lady Ren." He whistled.

Kylo swallowed hard, ready to get some alcohol in his system.

You'd felt like a celebrity walking into the club. While other patrons waited in the longest line you've ever seen, the eight of you strolled right up to the bouncer and Kylo didn't even have to utter a word before the burly Borneck ushered you through. The lights were hypnotic, music strange and sensual, the knights huddled around you while your group was escorted to a private club room. After a few rounds of drinks, one failed attempt to get Kylo to dance with you and many failed attempts on Kuruk's side to get you to dance with him, you finally agreed to dance with Vicrul who was inarguably glowing in this lively environment.

You'd kept close to those three for most of the night: Kylo (naturally), Cardo, and Vicrul. Cardo kept you responsibly plied with alcohol and equal parts food, Vicrul kept you dancing so long as you'd indulge him, and Kylo kept you impossibly horny with stolen glances and a hand on your thigh or ass whenever he got the chance. At one point, while saddled up close to him – nearly in his lap – Cardo leaned forward and asked you about your dad.

"So Hux is really your dad, huh?" He had to talk a little louder over the volume of the bass on this particular song.

Vicrul's eyes went wide.

"What?! He is!?" He yelled.

Cardo rolled his eyes, exasperated with his brother.

"Where were you, dumbass?"

Vicrul chortled, punching Cardo in his arm playfully.

"I was taking..." He looked over at you out of the corner of his eye.

"A nap. I was taking a nap." He finished suspiciously.

You glanced at Kylo, who hid his amused smile in your hair.