For the first time ever, you'd woken up before Kylo.
A feathery pillow, previously torn to shreds, was below your cheek. A muscular arm wrapped around your waist. Black silk sheets just barely covering everything below your shoulders. And a big sleeping bear behind you, cuddled up against the hollow of your back. His broad chest slowly rising and falling in sleepy rotations as the galactic moon slipped past the window blinds. Even in your sleepy state, your body instinctively shimmied further into Kylo's cavernous chest, a bright stream of moonlight shining through his industrial-sized window awakening you from your blissful night in his arms. The pale gleam had slipped straight past your eyelids and been dancing against your colorful irises until you'd finally opened your eyes. Though the bed before you was empty, the familiar hulking mass of a man you'd cuddled with all night long was still comfortably positioned against your back.
Dead asleep. A single strand of black hair probably falling in his face, tickling his nose.
Slowly, your eyes began adjusting to the stream of white light flooding the room. Arms and legs stretching out as far as possible before they connected with Kylo's own, causing him to stir in his sleep. You froze, ceasing your movements until the slight shuffling of his body mass had stopped. Waking Kylo up before you'd even gotten the chance to admire his puffy, sleepy eyes was the last thing you wanted to do. Steadily, you reclined your legs and arms back into their fetal position, taking a moment to yawn while rubbing your eyes before carefully turning your eyes towards Kylo.
You were right, there was a strand of hair fallen in his face.
Antagonizingly slow, you shuffled your body around in the sheets until you were face to face with the hibernating black bear. You wouldn't dare crumple a sheet too loudly or blow a stray feather away from your face while Kylo was like this; he was peaceful, something you knew would be easily ruined the moment he was rudely awakened from his slumber. Even if there were to be a feather poking your eye, you wouldn't move it for his sake.
You liked watching him sleep, no matter how creepy it seemed.
Kylo looked so effortlessly handsome when he was asleep; the right side of his face half sunken into the plush pillow below it, lips as soft and pliable as ever, and every mole speckled against his cheeks glowing in the bright starry light. You would have never painted this man out to be a monster had he looked this ethereal all the time. The way his broad chest rose and fell under the silky black sheets. The way his lips slightly drooped to the side, exhaling and inhaling little puffs of air. Even in his sleep, Kylo seemed like a grouchy old man, huffing and puffing at whatever sort of sick dream he was having. Something you were glad you couldn't see for the sake of not ruining the moment.
Prying your eyes away from Kylo's face, your gaze locked on the muscular arm he had tightly wrapped around your waist. From this angle, you could see nearly every tense muscle and vein encased under Kylo's pale skin, making his beautiful hands and arms only glow more under the moonlight. It was a shame the other arm was hidden beneath the feathery pillow supporting his head, for you would have loved to admire that one as much as you did the first.
Ever so slowly trailing your gaze downwards, your eyes made their way to Kylo's abdomen. The hard ripples of his stomach were slouched against the mattress like melting putty, the broad pecs hidden beneath his skin folded tightly on top of each other with the way he was holding you. Though the position looked far from comfortable, Kylo seemed to be enjoying it endlessly.
Especially since his favorite girl was currently wound tightly between his arms.
A small part of you was happy the silk sheets had been covering Kylo's body from the waist down. You'd spent so much time staring at the monster between his legs last night, you were sure any other man in comparison would seem like a sick joke from now on. No one could compare to Kylo, that he made sure of last night.
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Kiddo | Kylo Ren
FanfictionBeing taken in and cared for by six brooding men was never the way you imagined your life playing out, yet here you are; spending sixteen years of your life directly under the Knights of Ren and their malicious ways of parenting. The seventh knight...