Kiddo | Kylo Ren

XVIII. Pretty Puppy

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Though you knew Kylo was strong, carrying you in his arms all the way back to the hotel had still surprised you. 

He was holding you as if you were a box of precious cargo- something so fragile and light, that if he even dared drop you, he was sure you'd breaking into a thousand tiny pieces of glass. 

But he wouldn't drop you- not with how light your body had felt in his arms. 

The way his thumbs softly traced circles along the underside of your thighs reignited the swarm of butterflies Kylo always brought to your stomach. 

You were surprised someone like him could be so gentle with someone like you.

But at this point, Kylo had stopped surprising you. You were used to the way he'd hold you in his arms and caress your scalp, petting you like you were a cold, lost puppy dog he had just found on the street. 

But all throughout the walk to the hotel, Kylo hadn't just petted your hair or caressed your thighs- he had been whispering sweet nothings in your ear as well. 

Though some of them were inaudible with the loud, cool wind blowing through your ears, you could make out a few of the shorter ones.

"It's gonna be okay, baby."

"We'll be off Rako soon, I promise."

"I'll stay with you tonight, if that's what you want."

Though you weren't able to choke out a dignified response to any of his words, you could at least hum softly into the crook of his neck, lazily responding to the best of your ability.

He'd taken your quietness and small sighs of pleasure as a yes. Finally nearing closer and closer to the hotel, you watched as he walked straight past your room and into his. Kylo paying no attention to the door Akira had busted open with his foot just a few days prior. 

Even if you were far too familiar with the way his room looked, there was something much more charming about Kylo's quarters when he was in it with you. 

Alone, it was just an old, rickety hotel room with moldy wooden ceilings and floors.

But with Kylo, it was completely different. Everything glowed a muted cream color or some other type of earthy tone, which complimented the red walls and silky bed sheets. 

Something about being alone in this room with Kylo, still wrapped tightly in his arms, excited a deep, hidden flame in you. 

The same flame that would come out all those nights masturbating on Tarot- keeping your mouth shut as tightly as possible, trying your best to not wake the Knights with your loud, obnoxious moans.