Collection of One Shots [ADCU 18+]

Vodka Tall

Bartender!Kylo

His hair was always down, he tossed the dark ebony mane for all the women that came up to the bar you were sure. You however wanted nothing more than the thread your fingers through it and feel it slide between your fingers but you never had the guts. He was your co-worker and a co-worker that was notorious for not letting anyone touch him or his hair.

It was especially hard to do regardless beings that he towered over all of you.

You set your tray down on the end of the bar, your feet ached, you couldn't even begin to count the number of drunk collage students that had crowded this place tonight. You had just locked the doors and were taking a quick breather before you started to clean up. You leaned over the bar and filled a glass of water with the soda gun, you breasts pressed against the cool bar top your low cut tank top left nothing to the imagination. You didn't do it for the attention, god knows you didn't need the attention of these kids, honestly you did it for the tips. When You had you  water filled you slid back down to your feet tilting the water back to slide down your throat a small dribble of the icy cold water dripped down your neck.  You set the glass down and quaked as your eyes met with his. He looked angry and annoyed.

"I told you not to touch anything behind my bar." His tone was harsh.

You tsked and rolled your eyes, "I just needed a drink of water, I haven't stopped all night I was thirsty."

"Then go to the break room," he hissed snatching your glass from the bar top whipping up the ring it left behind on the wood with his white towel.

You clapped you hand over his wrist, "I wasn't done with that."

He raised a brow, "This?" He asked easily pulling from your grip examining the tall water glass looked like a miniature in his large hand. He held it up to the light before downing the rest of the liquid you'd left behind in one go

You stepped closer crossing that invisible line between his territory and yours, "give it back Kylo." You tried to reach for it but he easily pulled it away holding it up out of your reach. Try as you might you couldn't reach it, apart form climbing him like a tree. Not that you were opposed to it, he'd never just seemed that interested. He was usually pissed off and more interested in talking to the women who were willing to tip him for his time than you . He usually stormed out of the place after his shift when he was all closed up. He had never joined the rest of you for after hours drinks, or early morning breakfast depending on how late the night dragged on.

You tried one more time to reach for the glass, your chest pressed tightly into his as you stretched for it your fingers barely grazed his upper bicep, "Come on you ass, give it back." You cursed him.

"Or what?" He teased, you couldn't believe it, he actually had a grin on his face.

You bit the side of your cheek to keep from laughing.

Again you tried to reach for the glass your black sneaker clad feet bumped into his enormous ones and you slipped on the wet tile and nearly fell into the ice well. His arm moved around you, pulling you in close to keep you from falling.  His grin fell and his eye went to your lips, his breath suddenly quickly his chest heaving just like yours. "Or what?" He asked again this time enunciating the t at the end of what, his tongue lingered between his teeth for a moment as his grin spread as his eyes bounced between your mouth and your cleavage.

You pursed your lips, in an attempt to hid your own reaction to him, "Or this..." You reached up slowly this time with both of your hands and grasped him by the ears, they were larger than you imagined beneath all that hair but you liked that even more and you pulled his face down to yours. Your mouth fell over his in a kiss that make your toes curl in your shoes. You threaded your fingers through his hair, it was as soft as you had imagined and his arm tightened around your waist pulling you closer. His mouth opened against yours, the soft press of his tongue made you both moan in satisfaction.

For minutes you stayed that way, eager to fall into one another, eager for more. When you eased your fingers out of his hair and smoothed them down his chest you pulled away breathless.

"I've wanted to do that for a long time," he admitted his hand falling away from your waist only to trail down the side of your face with t the backs of his large fingers. He set your glass down on the bar and moved closer yet still pinning you against the bar top now, sliding his hand underneath the hem mod your shirt.

You bit your lip as you looked up at him, "Not as long as I have." You said softly before his mouth fell to yours again.