In Another Reality

Kidd 🍋 extended

   Writer's note: this is more of a readerxkidd — it is less connected to the story but still goes based off last chapter's events so read that too. Enjoy!

    The next thing I knew, his lips were crushed against mine. He never even gave me a chance to answer. A whine slipped out of my lips as I kissed him back, sending him into a new form of rough. He yanked me closer to him and shoved his tongue into my mouth, making me whine again. Our breath was ragged and raspy. I couldn't catch my breath at all as his hands slid up to my face, pulling me closer.

   "I... mmm" I tried to say something, but he wasn't giving me the chance, snatching my hair and moving into my lips in a way I wasn't expecting. I could feel his hands travel back down. He grabbed me with his mechanical arm while his other hand swiftly unbuckled my pants, yanking them off. Right here? On the counter?!

   I found my hands reaching down to unbuckle his pants, and he yanked them down a little before running his fingers along my clit. He swirled his finger around my clit and then pressed into it, making me moan into his lips.

   "Fuck." I moaned, unable to process what was happening. I shouldn't be doing this. So then... FUCK.. why does it feel so good?!

   His finger slipped inside of me, making me shiver. Everything was happening so fast. It was so passionate. So electric.. so.. fuck stop doing that so good, I can't think!!

  Next thing I knew, he was shoving me back, making me lay down as he yanked me towards him and went down on me. He squeezed my hips as he sucked on my clit, making me moan a little too loud. He hummed happily as he sent me over the edge, biting the inside of my thigh before pulling away.

   I squealed as he reached over and pulled me back up by the neck. His lips crushed into mine again as I let my hands travel down his chest and over his abs. He yanked my hips forward and lined up, letting himself slowly enter me as I gasped. I frantically searched for where to put my hands, from his hair, to his face, to his chest, to his arms. He pulled me off the edge a little and rolled his hips into me, making me moan.

"Kidd."

"I like when you moan my name." He said, squeezing up my waist as he continued to wreak havoc on me.

   I did everything in my power to stop the whines and squeaks as he rammed into me, worried what would happen if the crew overheard. He pulled away and buried his head in my shoulder. I let my fingers dig into his neck as he bit my shoulder, a little too hard as he growled and bit me again.

   I got sent over the edge, shuddering and grasping at his hair as he continued to fuck me. I let my lips trace down to his ear and he jolted, clearly enjoying the sensation. It was a whole different kind of rough, yet again. I felt like I could battle it out for dominance, biting and acting on my own merit as opposed to just letting the guy take the lead.

    I reached down, caressing him as he rolled his hips a little slower, letting a fuck hiss through his teeth as he looked at the ceiling. His hand knotted up in my hair, yanking me into another kiss as he breathed out another curse.

    He started moving faster, building me up again, reaching up to caress me wherever he wanted, finally landing on the small of my back as he pulled me off of the counter completely and threw me against the wall. There, he kept rolling his hips into me over and over, squeezing my butt as he went. I took the chance to bite him again as I was sent over the edge. He pulled my hand away from my mouth, wanting to hear me scream his name as he sent me through the roof. Then, his breathing got heavier as a growl ripped through his throat and he pulled out, making a mess against the wall.

    "Fuck." He breathed.

    "Yeah." I reciprocated, a little breathless as I leaned back against the wall.

   "I'd apologize for being so rough, but you seemed into it. You fuckin made me bleed you little shit." He chuckled.

   I scratched my head and grinned as I retrieved my pants. "I was just bouncing off of your energy."

   "So... you still wanna go back to the straw hats after that?" Kidd grinned, already knowing the answer.

   "Sorry Jaggy. As good as that may have been, I want to go home." Not many things felt right in that world, but the straw hats were the closest thing I had to a family — and nothing was going to change that.