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ladyofleithianTitle: The Beast Inside
Summary: Werewolf Kylo meets Poe on Jakku.
Prompt: Moonlight
The wolf is facing him under a full moon, the same wolf that killed Tekka, and it’s pure black fur — black fur and brown eyes that seem all too familiar, somehow, even as they bear into Poe's. The wolf’s fur is bristling, even as he sniffs Poe.
"So who talks first?” Poe says, even as he fights being unnerved by the fact this creature is sniffing him. “You talk first? I mean, I don’t know if you can talk…”
The wolf makes a sound that seems eerily to Poe like some sort of bizarre laughter. Poe is further unnerved. Does Kylo Ren somehow think that his little quip is funny? That’s unsettling as all hell…
Another sniff. Then a low growl.
“He wants you to stand up,” one of the stormtroopers is courteous enough to translate. “And I do suggest you do as he says.”
Poe does. It’s not like the map is even on him, anyway.
Kylo sniffs. There’s something impersonal in it, though if Poe didn’t know better, he’d also swear that the wolf was somehow…no, that was an unsettling thought, that Kylo wanted him. The same wolf that had him at his mercy after he mauled Lor San Tekka.
He growls, softly.
“You think that he might have hidden it in a droid?” Captain Phasma says. “Quite cliché, but something to look out for…”
Poe freezes. Kylo knows. Probably by accident, but he knows.
***
Kylo, ironically, manages to rescue BB-8 from something far lesser — being caught in a net by another scavenger wanting to make off with him. Even as Kylo returns, looking almost dog-like as he carries BB-8 in his jaws, Poe is already terrified despite the strange sight.
Kylo lays BB-8 down, with bizarre gentleness, at Poe’s feet. Poe places hands gently on BB-8’s sides. “It’s okay, buddy. Did he hurt you?”
There isn’t so much as a mark on BB-8, even if the BB unit is justifiably terrified.
Poe and BB-8 are ordered put on board, and Poe already feels dread creeping through him. How did he manage to fail so completely?
***
Kylo curls at Poe’s feet, oddly enough, for the duration of the trip back to the Finalizer. In better circumstances, Poe would relish that moment; it would be like having a cute pet, in a way. But instead, he feels a sort of dread.
“Why are you doing this?”
Kylo doesn’t answer. He’s curled at Poe’s feet, asleep; Poe doubts he’d be able to understand the beast anyway.
“You didn’t have to kill Tekka,” Poe says. “He was just trying to help you. He gave a damn about you. He…” Poe sighs. “You know, I don’t get why you had to hurt someone trying to help you.”
A snuffle. Kylo is asleep. Kriffing wolf.
***
Poe is taken to Kylo’s quarters. He figures that, considering the fact they have BB-8, an interrogation room would be truly redundant.
Kylo can’t talk, not in ways that Poe can understand, at least. But judging by how he sniffs at BB-8, turning from him to Poe with those overwhelmingly familiar brown eyes, Poe knows.
He hates himself for it. He’ll do it just to save BB-8.
“BB-8,” he says. “Show…me the map.”
BB-8 beeps, clearly appalled.
“I know. I can’t let him hurt you.”
BB-8 beeps in protest.
“He’ll do anything to get that map.”
BB-8 pauses — and then shows the map. The last piece.
Kylo rumbles, looking at the last piece of the map hungrily, like he can’t get enough of it.
Poe doubts he’s hated himself so much in his life.
Summary: Werewolf Kylo meets Poe on Jakku.
Prompt: Moonlight
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
The wolf is facing him under a full moon, the same wolf that killed Tekka, and it’s pure black fur — black fur and brown eyes that seem all too familiar, somehow, even as they bear into Poe's. The wolf’s fur is bristling, even as he sniffs Poe.
"So who talks first?” Poe says, even as he fights being unnerved by the fact this creature is sniffing him. “You talk first? I mean, I don’t know if you can talk…”
The wolf makes a sound that seems eerily to Poe like some sort of bizarre laughter. Poe is further unnerved. Does Kylo Ren somehow think that his little quip is funny? That’s unsettling as all hell…
Another sniff. Then a low growl.
“He wants you to stand up,” one of the stormtroopers is courteous enough to translate. “And I do suggest you do as he says.”
Poe does. It’s not like the map is even on him, anyway.
Kylo sniffs. There’s something impersonal in it, though if Poe didn’t know better, he’d also swear that the wolf was somehow…no, that was an unsettling thought, that Kylo wanted him. The same wolf that had him at his mercy after he mauled Lor San Tekka.
He growls, softly.
“You think that he might have hidden it in a droid?” Captain Phasma says. “Quite cliché, but something to look out for…”
Poe freezes. Kylo knows. Probably by accident, but he knows.
***
Kylo, ironically, manages to rescue BB-8 from something far lesser — being caught in a net by another scavenger wanting to make off with him. Even as Kylo returns, looking almost dog-like as he carries BB-8 in his jaws, Poe is already terrified despite the strange sight.
Kylo lays BB-8 down, with bizarre gentleness, at Poe’s feet. Poe places hands gently on BB-8’s sides. “It’s okay, buddy. Did he hurt you?”
There isn’t so much as a mark on BB-8, even if the BB unit is justifiably terrified.
Poe and BB-8 are ordered put on board, and Poe already feels dread creeping through him. How did he manage to fail so completely?
***
Kylo curls at Poe’s feet, oddly enough, for the duration of the trip back to the Finalizer. In better circumstances, Poe would relish that moment; it would be like having a cute pet, in a way. But instead, he feels a sort of dread.
“Why are you doing this?”
Kylo doesn’t answer. He’s curled at Poe’s feet, asleep; Poe doubts he’d be able to understand the beast anyway.
“You didn’t have to kill Tekka,” Poe says. “He was just trying to help you. He gave a damn about you. He…” Poe sighs. “You know, I don’t get why you had to hurt someone trying to help you.”
A snuffle. Kylo is asleep. Kriffing wolf.
***
Poe is taken to Kylo’s quarters. He figures that, considering the fact they have BB-8, an interrogation room would be truly redundant.
Kylo can’t talk, not in ways that Poe can understand, at least. But judging by how he sniffs at BB-8, turning from him to Poe with those overwhelmingly familiar brown eyes, Poe knows.
He hates himself for it. He’ll do it just to save BB-8.
“BB-8,” he says. “Show…me the map.”
BB-8 beeps, clearly appalled.
“I know. I can’t let him hurt you.”
BB-8 beeps in protest.
“He’ll do anything to get that map.”
BB-8 pauses — and then shows the map. The last piece.
Kylo rumbles, looking at the last piece of the map hungrily, like he can’t get enough of it.
Poe doubts he’s hated himself so much in his life.
