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Lieutenant Hux meets him while on leave. They spend 3 days fucking more times than is possible. He only knows him as Ben. Cut to a few years later and he meets Kylo Ren. Hux hates him instantly. Imagine his surprise the first time he sees him without his mask.
He and Ren are in a meeting with Snoke when Snoke orders Ren to take off his mask. Ren doesn’t want to but reluctantly does, refusing to meter Hux’s eyes. Any snarky response disappears as Hux lays eyes on Ben. The man he had spent 3 hedonistic days with. Hux barely holds it
together until he is dismissed by snoke. He’s angry. Ren has been mocking him this whole time.
Hux returns to his quarters and promptly downs a glass of his best corellian whiskey. The memories come rushing back. The things he did with Ren. The things he let Ren do to him.
Hux returns to his quarters and promptly downs a glass of his best corellian whiskey. The memories come rushing back. The things he did with Ren. The things he let Ren do to him.
It was absolute depravity and Hux loved every minute of it.
The memory of those days and nights were locked in the past. Or they were until he saw Ben’s face on his rival Kylo Ren.
It’s no surprise when someone demands entrance to his quarters minutes later and it’s Ren.
The memory of those days and nights were locked in the past. Or they were until he saw Ben’s face on his rival Kylo Ren.
It’s no surprise when someone demands entrance to his quarters minutes later and it’s Ren.
Hux finishes his third drink as Ren comes inside. “Take that damned thing off. I know who you are now.” Surprisingly Ren complies. Hux’s breath still catches at the sight of his face. The same face that haunted him so many nights.
“Did you have a laugh at my expense? Knowing
“Did you have a laugh at my expense? Knowing
it was me that you...spent time with.”
Ren has the audacity to chuckle. “We fucked, Hux. Just say it. We fucked and you loved it.”
Hux’s face heats at the vulgarity. At the memories it stirs. He wants to punch Ren or kiss him. Or maybe both. “You’re a bastard.”
“No. That
Ren has the audacity to chuckle. “We fucked, Hux. Just say it. We fucked and you loved it.”
Hux’s face heats at the vulgarity. At the memories it stirs. He wants to punch Ren or kiss him. Or maybe both. “You’re a bastard.”
“No. That
would be you.” Ren says, dropping his mask to the ground with a thud. “Why would I tell you?” He steps forward as Hux steps back, crowding him against the wall. “You hated me on sight. But I could hear you thinking bout him at night when you touched yourself. About Ben.”
“I could do it, you know. I could be him if that’s what you need.” Hux squeezes his eyes shut as Kylo moves closer, nudging his ear with that ridiculously sexy nose. “I still have the outfit. I could put it on. It’ll be a little tight but I don’t think you’ll mind.” He wraps his
arms around Hux’s tiny little waist, sliding his hands down until he he can cup that pert little backside. “I could eat that sweet little ass of yours. I remember how much you liked that.” Hux shudders, willing Ren to stop. “I bet your ass is really tight too. Just like the rest
of you. Don’t worry baby. I’ll loosen you up.” Kylo takes his tongue, running it up the side of Hux’s face.
“You’re disgusting.” Hux sneers
Kylo smiles cruelly. “You didn’t say no.”
“You’re disgusting.” Hux sneers
Kylo smiles cruelly. “You didn’t say no.”
Hux wants to refuse. The word is on the tip of his tongue but he can’t vocalize it. He’s mesmerized by this man and his vulgarity just like he was when he met ‘Ben’ those years ago. Ren has to be using some type of mind trick. Influencing him in a way beyond his control. The
alternative is unacceptable. “I loathe you.”
Kylo presses his hips into Hux’s. Grinding against the hardness he finds there. Hux’s cheeks flush in the prettiest shade of pink. “I know you do. It radiates off you whenever we’re in the same room. That doesn’t mean you don’t want
Kylo presses his hips into Hux’s. Grinding against the hardness he finds there. Hux’s cheeks flush in the prettiest shade of pink. “I know you do. It radiates off you whenever we’re in the same room. That doesn’t mean you don’t want
me Armitage.”
Hux bristles, planting his hands on Ren’s chest, only to find an immovable wall of muscle. “Don’t call me that.”
Kylo chuckles, biting down on his earlobe. “Why not? That’s the name you gave Ben.” He takes one of Hux’s hands and removes the glove bringing it to
Hux bristles, planting his hands on Ren’s chest, only to find an immovable wall of muscle. “Don’t call me that.”
Kylo chuckles, biting down on his earlobe. “Why not? That’s the name you gave Ben.” He takes one of Hux’s hands and removes the glove bringing it to
his mouth. He licks his wrist, feeling Hux’s racing pulse beneath his tongue. “Tell me Armitage. How long has it been since you were thoroughly fucked? I remember how insatiable you were. So eager and willing to take whatever I gave you. Do you get on your back for anyone who
offers?”
Hux snatches back his hand fully prepared to smack Ren clear across the face but tells himself to remain calm. He refuses to let Ren know the truth.
“Oh Armitage.” There’s no use trying to hide anything from a telepath. Kylo swipes a gloved thumb across one prominent
Hux snatches back his hand fully prepared to smack Ren clear across the face but tells himself to remain calm. He refuses to let Ren know the truth.
“Oh Armitage.” There’s no use trying to hide anything from a telepath. Kylo swipes a gloved thumb across one prominent
cheekbone. The caress almost gentle for a man known to inflict pain. “Having you been pining for Ben all these years? Did I ruin you for anyone else.”
Ren looks so smug. Hux hates him. Especially since it’s the truth.
Ren looks so smug. Hux hates him. Especially since it’s the truth.
“Get out!” Hux has had enough. He’s not going to let this degenerate intimidate him. He’s not some simpering idiot that Ren can overpower. He’s a general of the First Order for kriff’s sake.
“No. I don’t think I will. In fact,” Kylo runs his hand down Hux’s uniform, stopping
“No. I don’t think I will. In fact,” Kylo runs his hand down Hux’s uniform, stopping
at his crotch. Fingers seeking out the hardness he finds and begins to stroke it. “I think I’ll stay here all night and give you exactly what you want.”
Hux cuts off the moan that begins to escape his mouth at the featherlight touch. “You think highly of yourself.” He wishes
Hux cuts off the moan that begins to escape his mouth at the featherlight touch. “You think highly of yourself.” He wishes
his voice was steadier than it is.
Kylo nuzzles his ear, lips grazing his jaw line. “You do too. I’ve seen what you think about late at night.” Hips voice drops down an octave, if that’s even possible. “You. On your knees, hands bound behind your back while Ben feeds you his
Kylo nuzzles his ear, lips grazing his jaw line. “You do too. I’ve seen what you think about late at night.” Hips voice drops down an octave, if that’s even possible. “You. On your knees, hands bound behind your back while Ben feeds you his
cock. Taking what he wants.” Kylo then considers him, those knowing brown eyes seeing straight into Hux’s soul. “Oh General. You would cry so prettily. What would your men think?”
“Fuck you. You have no right.” Hux spits out, hand slamming forward to smack that smug look off
“Fuck you. You have no right.” Hux spits out, hand slamming forward to smack that smug look off
Ren’s face. But it never makes contact. Ren pons his hand back with merely a thought.
“Now, now Armitage. There’s always time for that later. Maybe I’ll even let you play with your little hidden knife.”
Despite his protests, Hux is getting harder beneath the ministrations of
“Now, now Armitage. There’s always time for that later. Maybe I’ll even let you play with your little hidden knife.”
Despite his protests, Hux is getting harder beneath the ministrations of
Kylo’s hand. “I hate you.” And Kylo can feel that it’s absolutely true. “You’re an undisciplined mongrel who deserves to be lead around on a leash.”
Kylo smiles, squeezing his hand around Hux’s cock until it’s on the right side of painful. “Is that what you want? To collar me.
Kylo smiles, squeezing his hand around Hux’s cock until it’s on the right side of painful. “Is that what you want? To collar me.
Keep me as your pet? Use my powers. Fuck me and then let me sit at your feet?” It conjures up a powerful image of Hux on a throne, petting Kylo’s head. “Maybe I’ll collar you instead.”
Hux shudders. He groans, closing the space between them and crushing his lips against Kylo’s. The kiss is punishing, all teeth and tongue and Kylo responds in kind. “You like that don’t you?” Kylo says once they separate for air. He cups Hux’s ass, lifting him from the floor.
Long legs wrap around his waist. “Shut up.” Hux says as he kisses Kylo again.
Kylo carries him to the bed, dropping him unceremoniously on the bed. “Maybe I’ll keep you in my quarters all trussed up. My personal fuck toy.”
Hux burns in shame at how much he loves the thought.
Kylo carries him to the bed, dropping him unceremoniously on the bed. “Maybe I’ll keep you in my quarters all trussed up. My personal fuck toy.”
Hux burns in shame at how much he loves the thought.
Ren begins to undress, losing his cowl and outer layer quickly until he’s left in his pants. Hux leans back against his elbows, not moving. Content to watch the show. Ben had been gorgeous in a lean and powerful way. But Ren! He is an absolute specimen. He’s solid and muscular.
Hux wants to climb him like a tree.
Kylo smirks, crawling onto the bed, kneeling between Hux’s legs. “Take your clothes off. Don’t make me ask twice or I’ll remove them for you.”
Hux’s instinct is to refuse but the last vestiges of sense remind him not to test Ren. A good
Kylo smirks, crawling onto the bed, kneeling between Hux’s legs. “Take your clothes off. Don’t make me ask twice or I’ll remove them for you.”
Hux’s instinct is to refuse but the last vestiges of sense remind him not to test Ren. A good
uniform would be terrible to waste.
The tunic comes off with ease but it’s somehow not fast enough. Hux gasps in surprise as his boots and socks are removed while Ren’s hands are occupied tearing Hux’s undershirt off. The fucking Force. Hux has to roll his eyes.
The tunic comes off with ease but it’s somehow not fast enough. Hux gasps in surprise as his boots and socks are removed while Ren’s hands are occupied tearing Hux’s undershirt off. The fucking Force. Hux has to roll his eyes.
“You’re just like I remember you.” Kylo sucks on the delicate skin of Hux’s collar bone. Smiling at the bruise he leaves behind. “So pale and unblemished. Just waiting for me to make you a mess.”
Hux’s pants and briefs are ripped off with a thought. They never stood a chance.
Hux’s pants and briefs are ripped off with a thought. They never stood a chance.
“On your hands and knees Armitage. I remember how much you liked to show off your luscious little ass.” Hux’s face burns and he tries to hide it in the pillows as he complies.
Fingers press into the soft flesh, spreading Hux open. Exposing that tiny furl of muscle to the air.
Fingers press into the soft flesh, spreading Hux open. Exposing that tiny furl of muscle to the air.
Hux whimpers, shaking his head against the pillowcase. Not wanting this but desperately needing it all the same. “You’re so tense baby. Don’t worry. I’ll help with that.” Kylo purrs.
There’s no warning. Only a bump of that nose before that wicked tongue begins the assault on
There’s no warning. Only a bump of that nose before that wicked tongue begins the assault on
his crack. All Hux’s senses light up and he screams.
“You know I was a virgin before I met the Knights.” Kylo says conversationally like he didn’t just have his tongue in Hux’s ass. “The Jedi believe that passion and giving yourself over to pleasure is the path to the dark side.” He runs his finger along the spit slick line of
Hux’s crack. “They were right you know. Ben was foolish and naive but so strong in the Force. Luke Skywalker was holding him back.”
“I don’t care about your philosophical awakening or whatever you’re waxing poetically about Ren.” Hux moves to push himself up and turn around only
“I don’t care about your philosophical awakening or whatever you’re waxing poetically about Ren.” Hux moves to push himself up and turn around only
to find himself pinned to the bed by invisible binds. His protest turns into an undignified squeak as Ren spears his hole with his tongue.
Once satisfied that Hux learned his lesson, Kylo continues on. “The Knights taught me how to release me from the shackles the Jedi put on
Once satisfied that Hux learned his lesson, Kylo continues on. “The Knights taught me how to release me from the shackles the Jedi put on
me. Showed me the power in giving in to my emotions. My hatred. My desires but still something held me back.”
Kylo presses his finger inside Hux. A little too quickly and with the aid of spit and not actual lube. Hux’s back arches at the intrusion. He wished it didn’t feel
Kylo presses his finger inside Hux. A little too quickly and with the aid of spit and not actual lube. Hux’s back arches at the intrusion. He wished it didn’t feel
didn’t feel so good.
It doesn’t take Kylo long to find the slick in the drawer next to to bed, pouring some on his fingers before pushing two digits in. He pulls Hux upright, pressed close to his chest. The delicate curve of his throat fitting perfectly in the palm of his other
It doesn’t take Kylo long to find the slick in the drawer next to to bed, pouring some on his fingers before pushing two digits in. He pulls Hux upright, pressed close to his chest. The delicate curve of his throat fitting perfectly in the palm of his other
hand. “Then one night I met a gorgeous redhead at a cantina. He let me do anything that I wanted to him and he always begged for more.” Impatient now Kylo withdraws his fingers and the grip tightens on Hux’s throat. “That night I finally gave myself over completely. You should
be proud Armitage.” Lining his cock up with his entrance, Kylo enters him in one brutal thrust. “Fucking you is what brought me over to the Dark.”
Ben was obsessed with Armitage. He searched the galaxy. Fucked every species he could and NO ONE matched the taste of Armitage on his tongue. No one fueled the darkness he held inside and when Ben became Kylo Ren, he didn’t think he ever would. When he stepped on the Finalizer
and saw General Hux sneering at him Kylo had felt anger. At Hux. At himself. And most of all At Snoke for denying him what he desired most. Kylo had fed off of that anger and off the hatred that rolled off of Hux in waves. And for a while, that had been enough. But now? Kylo
thought as he fucked up into Hux’s willing body, sticking 2 fat fingers into Hux’s mouth to take him that way too. Now he would never give Hux up.
Hux took Ren’s fingers, sucking sloppily while drool dribbled from his mouth. Ren was owning him thoroughly, tattooing his name into
Hux took Ren’s fingers, sucking sloppily while drool dribbled from his mouth. Ren was owning him thoroughly, tattooing his name into
Hux’s body with every thrust of his hips. Hux’s head was spinning, precariously close to being empty except for the feelings of pleasure Ren was wringing from him.
Kylo’s free hand tightened around Hux’s throat, stealing his shallow breaths with a kiss. His blood sang as the
Kylo’s free hand tightened around Hux’s throat, stealing his shallow breaths with a kiss. His blood sang as the
tendrils of lust and passion wove around them in the Force. “That’s it baby. I’ve got you. Give EVERYTHING over to me.” He pulled his fingers out of his mouth, using the spit slick digits to pull at Hux’s cock.
Hux keened, his entire body spasming between Ren’s hand and dick as
Hux keened, his entire body spasming between Ren’s hand and dick as
it manages to hit his prostate just right. “Ben please!” He cries not knowing exactly what he was asking for.
“No. Armitage.” Kylo strokes him in tandem with every deep thrust. “Tell me who is fucking you. Say my name.”
Hux tried to refuse, it’s much easier to cling to the past
“No. Armitage.” Kylo strokes him in tandem with every deep thrust. “Tell me who is fucking you. Say my name.”
Hux tried to refuse, it’s much easier to cling to the past
than acknowledge exactly how far he’s fallen. But Ren stops touching him, even going as far to pull out. The loss is unbearable. Ren pushes him down into the bed. Hux turns over, his red rimmed green eyes begging Ren to continue.
“Ben is dead. I killed him.” Kylo looks wild.
“Ben is dead. I killed him.” Kylo looks wild.
Every much the dangerous animal Hux has always imagined him to be. He looks lethal and power just radiates from him. Hux spreads his legs, bending them at the knees. “Fuck me Kylo Ren. Now.”
Kylo groans, pushing himself down, capturing Hux’s lips. It’s different than the ones they shared before, no less raw and passionate but softer somehow. Hux eagerly responds in kind not caring where Kylo’s mouth had recently been.
“Say it again.” Insists after reluctantly
“Say it again.” Insists after reluctantly
pulling away. His damnably doe-like eyes daring Hux to refuse. Kylo needs to hear it. He needs Hux to affirm exactly who he is. That the specter of Ben is completely gone. Forever. And Kylo is the one fucking him. That the lust he’s feeding off of Hux is for him and him alone.
Hux doesn’t blink, his eyes are as clear as the most precious of gems. He cards his long fingers through the silky strands of Ren’s hair. “Fuck me Ren. Make me forget my own name.”
Kylo roars like a wounded animal, curling his fingers into Hux’s slim hips, lifting them up until
Kylo roars like a wounded animal, curling his fingers into Hux’s slim hips, lifting them up until
he can push back inside. He’s not gentle and Hux lets out a gasp that quickly dissolves into a moan. His hands move to Kylo’s shoulders. His blunt nails digging into his flesh.
Hux is stunning as he gives himself over to pleasure. There’s no pretense or holding himself back.
Hux is stunning as he gives himself over to pleasure. There’s no pretense or holding himself back.
Kylo takes everything he is willing to give him. The air is humming with the power of the Force. His hips are pistoning forward, rutting like the mindless brute Hux has compared him too so many times before. Except Hux is doing the same. Clinging and rosing to meet each thrust.
For once Kylo’s mind is clear. Everything is so simple. There’s only him and Hux. He’s never felt such clarity. Not through meditation or through the ‘lessons’ Snoke gives. Only here. The darkness is there for the taking. Hux gives him the drive to allow it to find its way in.
He’s feels so powerful now. A glass shatters somewhere but neither of them seem to care. Kylo is in Hux’s mind and Hux is in his. The dark side has gifted him Hux and he will never refuse the darkness again.
