Collection of One Shots [ADCU 18+]

Sugar

More Biker!Kylo

The rumble of the loud machine could be heard long before you could see the lights of his bike cast a glow over your house. Your heart pounded in your chest, every moment it took him to get here, every second you were alone made your heart feel like it was going to explained in your chest.

The rumbling Harley stopped abruptly and you could hear his heavy foot falls as they made there way up the front stairs, his fist pounding on your door. Even though you knew it was him, even though you had watched him pull into the driveway fear still seared through your entire body like a hot fiery wave.

"Open the door Sugar," his voice was strangled filled with concern, you could tell that he was stamping down the rage that was pouring out of him like lava. You knew he did it because you were scared and he was here to protect you, "Let me in, I've got the boys out looking for those bastards, please let me in Angel."

You didn't reply, you couldn't reply because you didn't want to cry, you still hadn't done it in front of him and damned if you would let any of his enemies force you to do it either. Instead you swallowed thickly steeling yourself and took a breath before you swung the door open. "Kylo..."

But before you could say  anything else he pulled you tightly to his chest. The scent of him immediately filled all of your senses. Smoke and leather and a musky cologne that was probably given to him by an ex. Regardless it was fucking him and to you there was no better smell in the world than that.

"I was so fucking worried Sugar," you could feel that his hands were shaking against your back, were it out of fear or anger you couldn't say, "When Vic told me they were here..." his voice somehow deepened, "If those Rebels fucking come near you again I will fucking kill them."

There he was... the man, the myth, the legendary Kylo Ren. Leader of the Knights of Ren, notorious biker gang and heat unabashedly bloomed low in your belly.

"Yeah?" Your voice lowered too. Unable now to recall your fear from before now that he was here spewing violence. Now, with the way his arms wrapped around you, it  did something else to your body altogether. Something that had nothing to do with the rival gang that had paid you a visit today, a none too gentile reminder to the man in front of you who his enemies were.

His eyes darkened at your tone, "Yeah baby," he bent his head towards yours, his lips brushing yours as he spoke, "Yeah I'll fuck 'em up so bad."

"How bad?" Your breath hitched when you felt his body respond to your words, his muscles coiling and clenching beneath his skin.

"I'll fucking tear them apart," his eyes roved over your face and a hand reached up brushing your hair back over your shoulder his mouth falling to that spot just below your ear that made your toes curl, "with my bare fucking hands."

Those hands.

You loved those hands.

"Promise." Your voice was husky filled with want and need.

"I fucking promise baby."

He kissed you, it was soft at first like he was scared he might hurt you but when you dove your fingers into his hair he turned wild, needy and so filled with lust. He pulled you into the house slamming the door behind you.

"You did so good today baby," he said suddenly breaking the kiss, lifting you up so you could wrap your legs around his waist his hands splayed on your ass.

"I did?" You said surprised because you didn't feel like you had.

"Yeah you did," his eyes glinted, "You were a good, fucking, girl."

Heat immediately burned all over your body with the way he said it and your breath hitched. "Yeah?" You asked breathlessly.

"Yeah, now let me give you your reward Sugar."