Collection of One Shots [ADCU 18+]

Homecoming

Biker!Kylo
CW: Paris, voyeurism, public sex

The sky blazed vibrant colours of blood and flame and death as the sun rose over the horizon. The heat soon would radiate off the hard pavement around you make your skin slick with sweat, that had more to do with the fear that burned you now. Your heart pounded in your throat, you couldn't be in that room with them anymore, not after everything that happened. Your throat burned from the smoke of room as you all sat, waiting for him to come back.

The door of the clubhouse opened and closed behind you and you could hear the sound of his heavy leather boots against the dusty ground.

"He'll be back sugar," Vicrul's voice was deep filled with gravel as he lit a cigarette taking a deep drag, "He always does."

You couldn't say anything as you watched the road, watching and waiting to hear the familiar noise of that powerful engine to come roaring towards you. You longed to see that dark waving hair peaking from the bottom of his ferocious helmet, his enormous frame on an equally enormous motorcycle .

Vicrul's arm wrapped around you, his hand came to rest low on your hip pulling you close. His thumb hooked into the top of your jeans lazily stroking the soft skin beneath your waistband. You folded your arms under your breasts and leaned your head against his shoulder with a sigh his touch soothing even if your mind was still far from calm, "What if he doesn't come back?" You hazarded a look up to him.

His jaw was clenched tightly, his light eyes trained on the horizon, "You can't think like that sugar." His eyes flicked back down to you and he took another long drag of his smoke before he passed it down to you.

"Besides," you took a drag of the smoke, "I'll fucking kill him." You growled smoke coiling from your lips and you felt Vic laugh rather than hearing him.

Mid laugh he froze.

"What?" You asked your heart in your throat.

"Do ya hear that?" He said removing his hand from your hip and moving closer to the highway.

Your breath froze in your lungs the sweat on your skin suddenly felt chilled with icy cold. You balled your fists at your sides your nails leaving crescent moon indentations on your palms.

"Son-of-a -bitch." You weren't sure it it was an exclamation of relief or condemnation as Kylo Ren came speeding towards you. Vicrul moved closer to the road as he approached and Kylo was off his bike before it had even stopped his helmet being thrown off his head.

You gasped.

A long red angry blistering slice that extended down half of his face and disappeared under the leather collar of his jacket.

Blood flowed freely.

"What the fuck happened?" Vic got to him first hands grasping at his broad shoulders.

He growled but didn't answer shoving Vic off, then he moved towards you pulling you swiftly to him. His hard hot sweaty body pressed into you and you could do nothing but wrap your arms around him, shaking and unable to speak. Your head was against his chest listening to the hammer of his heart when you felt Vicrul come up behind you and wrap the both of you in his arms as well.

"Fuck man," you could  finally hear the worry in Vic's voice, "You scared the shit outta me."

You couldn't help but agree and you could help the comfort that came from being pressed between both of your men.

Finally Kylo spoke, "I scared the shit outta myself too." Kylo admitted. His eyes first met with Vic and then trailed down to me before he spoke again, "but I'm here, I came back. I took care of everything."