Ultraviolent [Kylo Ren X Reader]

Chapter Four

"I mean," Kylo shrugged, turning to stand in front of you, towering over you at his impossible height, "I could always press that big red button right there, say the elevator is broken..." he stated, hovering closer to you, causing you to back up against the elevator wall.

"But I wouldn't be fucked...I can't say the same for you though, Kitten." A devilish smirk raised the corners of Kylo's mouth, his lips so close to yours, you could almost feel them. Your eyes slipped closed as you launched yourself forward, hastily pressing your lips to his. A soft moan escaped your mouth as you wrapped your arms around his neck, attempting to pull him even closer.

Right as Kylo slipped his tongue into your mouth, the elevator bell dinged, signaling that you had finally arrived to the fifth floor of the building, just a few feet away from your apartment. You immediately pulled away, standing beside Kylo as you had before, the elevator doors slowly crawling open to reveal the even more drab hallway, lined with ugly, tan-colored doors leading to other inhabited apartments.

Mr. Jankowski, the elderly man that lived four doors down from you, stood waiting to board the elevator, a copy of his favorite, heavily biased newspaper carefully folded and tucked under his arm. His face was always twisted into some variation of a scowl, seeming displeased with anything and everything he came into contact with on a daily basis. While you couldn't blame him, you forced the sweetest smile you could onto your face, hoping to one day receive the same from the elderly man.

As you and Kylo exited the elevator and Mr. Jankowski entered, you caught a glimpse of a faint smirk on his face, your heart squeezing with a weird sense of pride.

You did it, you crazy son of a bitch. You finally got the old bird to smile, you thought, squeezing Kylo's hand that had you found interlaced with yours.

As you led the way to your apartment, five doors away from the elevator, off to the right, you felt Kylo's lip press gently to the shell of your ear, his breath tickling the inside of your ear, causing a shiver to travel down your spine as you giggled. Due to Kylo's distraction, you continued to fumble your keys.

"Listen here, asshole," you said, breathlessly with a smile on your face, "I can't unlock the door with you kissing me and shit." Finally, you turned back to the door, attempting to unlock the door, only to realize you were using the wrong key.

As you pulled the key out of the lock, Kylo spun you around, pressing your back against the wall, a wicked smirk plastered on the lower half of his face. He brought his hand to cup your cheek, brushing his thumb against your bottom lip.

"Well, if that's the case, why don't we give your neighbors a show?" he said, hastily pressing his lips to yours before you could answer. Right as you were about to break away, Kylo's large hands appeared on your ass, lifting you up effortlessly. Afraid you would fall, you wrapped your arms around his neck and your legs around his hip, feeling his hardened length grinding into your pelvis.

Finally, you were pulled out of your trance as you heard a door slam, a deep red coloring your cheeks as you looked up to see Poe, your next-door neighbor, glaring at you and Kylo.

"Hey, Poe..." you said, attempting to pull away from Kylo, only to feel his large hands trapping you against him.

Poe, Shara's son, had been the one to help you get your apartment, having grown close after she invited you over for Thanksgiving dinner a few years ago. Though Poe was very good looking, with his chiseled jaw, dimples and a full head of salt and pepper hair, you could never see him as anything except a friend, though he had also tried to further your relationship. You were quick to forgive Poe, for he never pushed you like Dr. Perkins had.