Kylo's POV :
Leaving after showering with you was next to impossible - this whole situation seemed impossible, you seemed impossible. Kylo felt as if he was still stuck in a dream, visions of you with soapy water running down your body filling his thoughts, the memory of his hands cataloging and memorizing every inch of you fresh in his mind.
One shower with you and one life altering orgasm without even taking his clothes off later and the notorious Kylo Ren was a goner. If only Babu could see him now.
Kylo wanted to stay wrapped up with you in nothing but a towel (or less) forever, borrowing heat from each other's bodies and stealing kisses, getting carried away, forgetting where he was and who he was. He was perfectly content in getting lost in you, dreaming about sinking into you. After all that, finally having to get changed and all but drag his feet to the door felt like torture.
Kylo briefly wondered if it would be too immature to sulk and pout, stall in any way he could just to preserve this moment. Unfortunately, no matter how much he wanted it, he knew he couldn't avoid going back home. A hungry Babu was expecting him and he had a few errands to take care of - not to mention the much needed time away to clear his head and organize his jumbled thoughts.
It felt like Kylo was finally getting everything that he wanted and he knew the second he stepped outside of this carefully curated bubble everything would blow up in his face. He wanted to stay right where he was, selfishly hiding like the coward he was if only to get to enjoy you for that much longer. The least he could do now was offer you both a chance to see each other again - soon.
Lingering by the door, Kylo couldn't leave without a few kisses for the road. He cupped your jaw with his hand and drew you closer, breathing in your fresh, clean scent, and luxuriating in the softness of you under his hands. "I'll see you later, sweetheart?" Kylo whispered hopefully as you parted once more, loath to separate himself from you. "You could come over to my place for dinner."
Kylo's face broke out into one of his rare grins when you agreed, his nose nudging yours in acknowledgement before finally stepping away, letting the tension that had been building again between the two of you dissipate with the distance. He shot you one last meaningful look before turning to go, searing the image of you freshly showered with kiss swollen lips into his mind as it raced with ways to prolong this, whatever this was.
Before you could close the door, Kylo quickly spun around, adding one last thing before he could think better of it. "Oh, and- kid? Bring a change of clothes. I can drive you to work tomorrow. Stay the night. Please?"
Kylo knew there was no way he could let go of you, not now. No matter what the consequences would shape up to be once he was clear headed enough to think of them, he already knew the time with you would be well worth the price to pay - if only he could ensure that you wouldn't be hurt in the process.
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Kylo stepped over the threshold and into his sleek apartment, immediately missing the homey eclectic look of yours. How easily he let himself get caught up in your cozy space, imagining himself lounging around with you, enjoying you and your body...
A quick, darting mass of fur snapped him from his thoughts before they could get too far, Babu making his presence (and unhappiness) known. "I know, I know. Daddy's in over his head," he muttered to himself and the cat that was now winding himself between his legs, meowing loudly. "Let's get you fed, hmm? You're going to want some food in your belly before you hear this."
The black fluff ball brightened instantly when Kylo marched straight to the pantry and filled his bowl with a mix of dry and wet food, a pleased chirp escaping him before he settled to eat, loud crunching filling the otherwise empty and silent house. Kylo sat at a chair nearby, taking a deep breath before finally unloading to his trusted confidant over the years.
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Consilium (Lawyer Kylo Ren x Reader)
FanfictionConsilium (latin): counsel, advice, judgement, wisdom A few years after the "perfect marriage" to your "perfect husband" your life has become anything but your own, controlled and manipulated by the husband you thought you loved. Desperate to escap...