The Devil's Playground (Kid X Reader)

Career Change, Life Change-End

Quiet shuffling dragged you from your achy sleep and you were reminded that you were supposed to have some kind of pain pills somewhere. And then you remembered Killer supposedly had them last.

You took a deep breath as you cracked your eyes open in time to see Kid standing at the foot of the bed, turned away from you. He'd just slipped on a pair of jeans but his torso was still bare. That meant you got to admire the broad expanse of his porcelain back long enough to temporarily forget about the pain.

Kid turned slightly, cutting the moment short as he noticed you staring and smirked. "I didn't think you'd wake up anytime soon."

"I can't sleep the day away." You returned and stretched, testing your limbs. Everything moved much easier than yesterday but it hurt much more since the drugs had worn off. You could tolerate that until Killer came back around.

Kid grunted in response as he pulled a second shirt out of his dresser and tossed it over as you carefully sat up. It was heavy with his scent and you pressed the fabric to your nose, not caring that Kid could see you doing it. He hadn't been all that touchy with you yet and you'd take what you could get.

"Miss me much?" He snickered.

"More than I should have." You smirked back at him as you worked the shirt over your head and got up gingerly to pick up your pants from yesterday. They'd do for now.

The admittance shut him up. You'd gone from having a hard time saying you loved him to willingly letting him know when you missed him. Being tortured was enough of a jarring experience for you not to worry about little things like how he'd take it anymore. But he found something else to bring up as he shoved his boots on.

"We're having a meeting today, downstairs. The crew should be showing up soon and you need to be there as well."

He started towards the stairs and you called for him before he could leave your sight. "Kid!"

And he paused at the head of the stairs, eyes cast down.

"Come here real quick." You shimmied into the pants much faster than last night and stood with your hands on your hips as he lumbered towards you, stopping when his chest almost bumped the tip of your nose.

He scowled down at you and you fought a smile, knowing he'd make some snarky remark if you grinned at him. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled yourself to your toes, making him duck down far enough for you to brush your lips against his.

"You have no idea how happy I was to see my boys had come to my rescue." The words came out as a sigh.

A growl left Kid as he grabbed at you, his metal arm slinging across your waist while his flesh fingers delved into your hair. His lips were pressed against yours firmly. You whined involuntarily, a little too sore for how he was handling you but unwilling to part at the same time.

Either he didn't notice how rough he was or like you, he didn't care. His mouth divoured yours with an intense need and it suddenly made sense for why he'd been almost distant so far. You'd halfway woken up a few times in the night and each time, he was as far from you as he possibly could be, practically at the edge of the bed. He'd wanted this as much as you did but was doing his best to refrain from hurting you.

Now that you'd instigated things, you realized he wasn't going to hold back. You tried to part for air and were only to get a small gasp out before his lips met yours again, this time he was able to slip his tongue past your lips. It swirled against your own and you couldn't help but moan lightly. Were you really going to try and have sex as tender as you were and supposedly right before a gang meeting? Hell yes.