Fallen | AU Angel Kylo Ren x Reader

Greedy

Chapter Soundtrack
Love Of My Life - Queen
Cherry - Harry Styles
Don't let Me Go - Cigarettes After Sex
Dangerous Woman - Ariana Grande
*Maneater - Nelly Furtado for the last paragraph*

Dameron stood behind his desk as Kate made herself at home on his chair. She had come through on a breeze smelling of fresh rain, and cocoa butter. She had gingerly sat down after disrupting what should have been an easy day. "You know what I am Miss? That would be a detective with the police department, or am I mistaken?" He came round and propped himself up on the corner of the desk. Arms crossed over his chest in smugness.

Kate smiled and she leaned up on her knees thrusting her cleavage as he looked down at her. "Poe Dameron. Age seven hundred plus one years old. Demon of Hell. One of the leaders of the resistance. We actually fought against each other, I believe in 1704, in Rome. You lost, obviously." She smiled over at him, and winked. "I think that's when you got that nasty little scar, right above your lip." She enunciated the word lip, as she pointed up to his mouth where it had changed into pursed lips.

"Who are you?" He asked, walking around to his desk, and plopping down. "I'm busy." He started to pick up his pen and began scribbling down nonsense. "Dameron, I'm here because I think we could both be of use to each other." She leaned back, smiling harshly. "You have been a naughty little demon. And I'm sure there is a good reason for me not to cut you open right now, in front of all of these humans and let them see who you really are. A sniveling little cockroach who thinks he can kill to get ahead." Her smile faded and she stood up. Her warm eyes gave way to clouded flames. Burning with rage as she stared into his soul. Her face grew distorted, in a menacing manner.

Dameron shifted in his seat uncomfortable. Not knowing if this was his last breath. Kate stretched her wings outward. The beautiful brown feathers that were normally smoothed out had become unfurled and chaotic as the air around them both grew heavy. Thick tension hung as she began to lift herself off the ground. Dameron moved himself backwards in his chair. Pushing himself up against the wall.

"You are to kill no more angels. Do I make myself clear? If I hear or see that you have hurt someone else, I will pull your entrails out of your mouth, and hang you with them." Dameron nodded his head violently and mouthed the word, Yes. Kate smiled, face returning to its perfect cheekbones, and ruby lips. Her tawny eyes came back into focus, and her wings calmed and went behind her back.

Kate walked over to the other side of his desk. She placed her hand gracefully onto his cheek, smiling sweetly as she spit out her words. "Now let's talk about the girl. She's got to go."

Kylo sat up in the bed. He pushed himself up against your headboard and stretched his long arms above him. He grasped the top of the frame and closed his eyes. He inhaled deeply. You scooted up in the bed and faced him. Leaning up on your arm that was draped over his sheet covered thighs. His muscles rippled as his long arms went out for miles.

One hand went down to your hair. He played with a loose curl, and smiled down at you. He knew the question of what he was, was bound to come up. Especially since Katrina threw it out there. He thought about what words he wanted to use. How he wanted to sway the truth. But he didn't want you to be told how to feel. Told how to act. He wanted you to come to your own outlook on how this made you feel. Tell him your feelings.

"I'm going to tell you some things that might make you feel different towards me. Make you question things and change your outlook on life." You sat up when you began to realize Kylo wasn't going to bullshit you. He was trying to honestly have a conversation. His hands dropped your hair as you moved. They came together in his lap, clasped into a ball, nervously fidgeting.