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I miss this trash bag. I also forgot how to use Tumblr. 

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idea that hux is super mad at how untidy kylos hair is bc look at that shit, the mans a walking bird nest

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What shall I say… Kylo Ren is such a fascinating character. You may decide for yourself, who is grabbing his chin. 

(Although he may have red hair… and that’s why I’ll tag accordingly~)

First Star Wars fanart - more to come. :)

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Kylo Ren remembering Chewie. Or trying not to. 

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“And no one else is like you, Kylo Ren. I am sure of this, and glad of it, for the most part. I doubt my temper could handle another of you, and I doubt I could physically handle more than one of you,” he replied, but his smirk was almost warm as he took Ren’s comment as a compliment.

Hux made a small sound that might have been protest, had the smirk on his not still been curling his mouth, and had his arms not immediately snaked around Ren’s neck. Fingers tangled into damp, sweat curled hair, and he pressed his mouth to Ren’s ear. 

“We’ll never know,” he murmured. “For it’s not an indulgence I wish to share with anyone else.”

His coy mood faded, however, as Ren tucked him in like a child, and he scowled at him for only a few moments before he sat up, grabbed his pillow, and threw it squarely in Ren’s face. 

“Of course no one else is like me. I’m not one of your brainwashed drones. I am neither Jedi nor Sith. I am both part of the Order, and apart from it. There is no one else like me.” Kylo was certain of that, and it was clear in his tone that he believed himself a singular person within the entire galaxy. 

“You’re lucky such a magnificent specimen like myself has decided to be yours,” he teased, expression smug and self-assured. 

A low hum rumbled in his chest at the feel of fingers in his hair, and lips at his ear. Arms tightened around the General possessively, pressing the smaller form to his broad chest. Once he’d tucked the man into the bed, he felt some reluctance to leave his side, as he’d intended. The scowl on the other’s face made a grin tug at his lips, and he was about to tease the man some more, until a pillow suddenly smacked him in the face.

There wasn’t time to react, not to something so entirely unexpected. Who knew the General would do something so childish? As the pillow slid from his face and onto the bed, Kylo blinked several times, his shock momentarily leaving him dumb. Were it anyone else, he would be furious, but the emotion welling up instead was almost foreign. 

Without warning, Kylo began to laugh. Not a short, amused chuckle; not a sarcastic rumble; but a full, loud bout of laughter. His mouth fell open for the erupting sound, and he bent over, hugging an arm around his stomach. Damp curls shook around his face with the full-bodied sound, and his eyes squinted shut. 

“You...your...face..!” he managed between his laughter. “I never...haaa...some...General! Throwing...pillows...!” 

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“I would hope that wouldn’t happen,” Hux replied dryly. “I doubt anyone else could keep the military forces in line and as well organised as I do.”

Interesting. That was certainly a proper word for it, he thought, trying not to close his eyes and lean into the touch as Ren tousled his hair- he was past the point of giving a shit if it, or the rest of him were messy. He did, however, hiss as teeth found his earlobe.

“I daresay you like me a mess because usually you’re the one who’s the cause of it,” he said, leaning forward and taking the last spoonful in his mouth. 

They won’t, unless you get ideas,��he said as he chewed, then swallowed. But that wouldn’t do you any favours. 

His dinner finished, he lifted a brow at the taller, larger man with a smirk. 

“Tuck me in? You aren’t serious.”

Kylo hummed softly, thoughtfully, looking at the face of the man who had, maybe twenty minutes ago, been yelling and convulsing in his lap. Amusement was written all over his face. “No, I doubt anyone else is anything like you.”

He didn’t quite want to admit that Hux did an adequate job at running the Order. That things were organized, at the very least, and though he didn’t find the troops particularly useful, they did serve their purpose well enough. 

A chuckle rumbled in his chest as he sat back, eyes roving the General’s body with obvious approval. “Possibly. It is fun to take you apart in such an...intimate way.”

He considered the torture he inflicted on his enemies a type of intimacy, diving into their minds and pulling out their strongest held secrets. Disheveling the General was a similar pleasure, though decidedly different. For one, it was a mutual pleasure, and that was an entirely new and different experience. 

“Won’t it? If I could show them their precious General, writhing beneath me with ecstasy on his face, you don’t think they would think any less of you? Or,” he smirked, “better of me?”

Not that he wanted to show or tell anyone; this side of the General was his and his alone. He set the now empty bowl aside and turned back with a mischievous grin. 

“You don’t think so? Well....” Kylo smoothly stood up from the couch, bent over Hux, and scooped him easily into his arms. “Your legs might be a bit wobbly, and it wouldn’t do to have you falling over,” he teased, now carrying the other man into the bedroom. And all the way to the tussled bed, where he used the Force to pull the bedding fully back before carefully depositing Hux, then floated the bedding back up and over him. All the way up to his chin. 

Smirking now, Kylo sat down on the edge of the bed and made a show of, a bit awkwardly, tucking the bedding around Hux’s body. “There. Don’t say I never did anything nice for you.” 

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Kylo smirked slightly, picking up from Hux what they both very well knew, and tried to salvage their evening. “I don’t want you dead. ...Well, not if I don’t get to do it.” 

It was meant to be a joke, though if he were honest, if Snoke ever did intend to kill the General, Kylo Ren would probably be the one ordered to do it. So he added more reassurance. “I like you alive. It makes life interesting.”

Then he raised a brow, lips curling into a more defined smirk. It seemed his gesture had been more than acceptable. “I’d hate to bore you. Besides, it’s fun to watch your skin turn the same shade as your hair.” 

He chuckled softly, and reached out his hand to awkwardly ruffle the sweaty mess of red hair. “And I like you a mess. Hair out of place. Sweat slick on flushed skin. A mess between your legs. So different from how you appear in public. Who would ever know the great General could look like this?”

He leaned forward and gently took an earlobe between his teeth. “There’s a lot of secrets you hide from your soldiers, General. I wonder what they would think?”

With a grin, he pulled back, and glanced at the gradually emptying bowl. “Well...I enjoy watching you. When you’re relaxed, your face does all sorts of amazing things. And your active mind tells me even more. Speaking of....I was considering letting you ask me another question tonight. But I think I’ve indulged you quite enough.” 

He scooped up another mouthful of stew. “Finish up, and I’ll even tuck you in.”

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Ren’s smirk vanished as a flush spread up his neck and to the tips of his large ears. For a moment he was speechless, stomach flipping as images flickered through his mind.

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Fingers stroked his neck and Kylo swallowed, suppressing a shiver. He understood; Hux had broached the subject before. Part of him, somewhere secret and deep, itched for it - belonging, surrender.

 But he couldn’t do what Hux wanted. Exclusiveness was one thing, ownership was another, and as he kept reminding both Hux, and himself, he had a Master. It wasn’t the same, but he couldn’t obey two different people. He could work toward equality and partnership, though, which he knew was something else Hux wanted. And he could make a small gesture to prove he was serious. 

“I can’t do that...but....” He spoke softly, then gazed down at his own chest and the marks still red from Hux’s knife. He ran a finger along one, dug his nail in to purposefully irritate it. “I can leave one of these. Another scar won’t make a difference. Except to you, and me.” 

Watching Hux flush, perhaps embarrassed over his filthy secret, pleased him enough to let out a delighted hum. “I do know,” he mused, bringing another spoonful of stew to Hux’s mouth. “When should I let it out? In the officer’s mess, during breakfast? During your morning patrol? Or perhaps while you stand at your post, looking out over your men?”

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“Mmm…” Ren hummed in contentment as they both came down, soft lips moving against his heated skin as Hux murmured. When he pulled back, it was with some regret, but at least he had a nice view.

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Ren’s smirk vanished as a flush spread up his neck and to the tips of his large ears. For a moment he was speechless, stomach flipping as images flickered through his mind.

It wasn’t the first time Hux had mentioned wanting to collar him, and most of the time he immediately rejected the notion. He wasn’t anyone’s pet or property, and his only master was the Supreme Leader. But the imagery created by the other man’s words had his pupils widening. 

Erasing his mind of those thoughts was complicated by the fingers tracing down his torso, and his breath caught at the possessive instinct that radiated from his partner. And admiration for...something. The well-honed muscles of his body, probably; everything below his disaster of a face. He cleared his throat and shifted away.

“...If what you want is to...choke me. We might be able to arrange that.” If that was the ultimate intention; he wasn’t entirely sure. He wasn’t sure if he’d like it, either, but he could try. “As for moving things.... I’m not sure. I’d suggest designating a single room, and moving anything important out of it.”

The smirk returned in full force at the expression on Hux’s face - surprise, consternation. Definitely speechless, which didn’t happen often. The smirk turned into a fully formed, shit-eating grin. “What? I thought you liked holding it up there. A filthy secret that will run down your legs while you’re in uniform. A reminder, one that no one will notice. So, I thought I’d help.”

Still grinning, he waved a full spoon in the air near Hux’s mouth. “Are you going to eat, or not?”

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Kylo managed a broken chuckle between grunts and moans. Who the pfaask else would he sleep with? He hadn’t had any sort of partner in years, and he hadn’t exactly been looking for one when he’d found Hux.

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“Mmm...” Ren hummed in contentment as they both came down, soft lips moving against his heated skin as Hux murmured. When he pulled back, it was with some regret, but at least he had a nice view.

A slender chest, dusted in freckles and shining with sweat, flushed from exertion and pleasure. Red, sweaty hair entirely out of place and hanging all around an exhausted face. He licked his lips, tasting the salt of his own sweat there. 

“...It’s not that I...hmm....” His eyes slowly shifted to the side while he formed his words, then returned to Hux’s gaze. “I do trust you. Here. In this. And I believe I have already shared a, ah...fantasy or two.” Another pause, and this time his lips pulled into a smirk. “Or are you just upset that I break things, sometimes? You make me lose control. I can’t help it. Especially if I use the Force during. Unless you’d like me to stop practicing that and just rein it all in? But isn’t that part of what you like about me? That I can do things no one else can.” 

He chuckled as the bowl was pushed back at him, and wrapped his fingers around it before its content ended up on the floor. There was a soft moan as Hux pulled off him and moved away, taking his warmth with him, and Ren’s eyes followed his movements, drifting down to the come sliding out of the man’s cunt. 

“...Wait.” Setting the bowl aside for the moment, Ren leaned over toward Hux, a hand reaching down between the other man’s legs. His mouth pressed soft to the side of the man’s neck, distracting from his devious goal. Two fingers slid along the outside of the sticky cunt, and the come suddenly stopped seeping out, sealed inside with a tiny Force shield. 

“So it stays in, for now,” he grinned against an ear before pulling back. As he reached for the bowl again, he stuck his come-slicked fingers in his mouth to clean them, sucking them clean with a growing smirk. Then, bowl in one hand and spoon in the other, he offered up a mouthful. “Open wide~”

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Ren was right- no one else could do what Ren was doing to him right now, and he didn’t want anyone else. 

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Kylo managed a broken chuckle between grunts and moans. Who the pfaask else would he sleep with? He hadn’t had any sort of partner in years, and he hadn’t exactly been looking for one when he’d found Hux.

 “That’s easy,” he began, grinning around a nipple, “there isn’t any-” He cut off with a loud growl as Hux’s cunt squeezed tight, and a wonderful sound filled the General’s quarters as the red-haired man fully let go and cried out.

The orgasm that ripped through his partner triggered Ren’s own, and the presence of the Force along Hux’s body quickly vanished down to a pair of real, solid hands gripping so tightly onto hips they pressed hard into bone. There was one final, powerful thrust, and he held himself in deep as he filled his partner for the second time that night. Something snapped, loud, somewhere in the room. An empty stew bowl, or perhaps a data pad in some drawer.

Along with Ren’s own loud cry came a string of curses, gradually fading into heavy panting as Ren slumped forward, his sweaty forehead coming to rest against Hux’s chest. His grip gradually lessened, then he wrapped his arms around a slender waist, holding Hux there while he caught his breath.

Forehead still pressed to chest, he laughed softly, giving the other man a weak squeeze. “I wouldn’t ask that of you, were I not prepared to do the same. In any case, you know there isn’t anyone else....” 

He sighed, finally leaning back into the couch, watching Hux with a lazy, amused expression. “Told you I’d get you to scream.” There was a soft hum, then he flicked a hand, and Hux’s unfinished bowl of stew floated into the air beside them. “You should eat something, General.” 

A lazy wave of his hand, and a spoonful of food hovered just above the bowl, waiting. He watched Hux with drooping eyelids, sated and lethargic, the hint of a smirk on his face. “I’ll even feed you.”

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Kylo made a sound of frustration. He’d clearly expected an immediate answer, and a positive one, at that. Not Hux’s stupid clarifying questions; he’d thought he’d been very clear. 

Fingers dug hard into hips, the sensation joined by invisible pressure on Hux’s thighs, holding him down and firmly in place. His mouth pulled away from an ear, and attached to a nipple instead. Then, somehow, the feeling of a warm mouth was replicated on the opposite nipple, as well. Invisible hands, large as Kylo’s own, pressed wide support against Hux’s back; another pair wrapped around a slender waist; and still another pair divided between gripping the back of Hux’s neck and pressing down on a shoulder. 

Only Kylo could do this, no one else on the Finalizer had the capability. No one worthy, anyway. No one with the excess of power. A final sensation, of long, calloused fingers, these playing at Hux’s cock.

~If that means that I’m the only one to see you like this.... To hear you moan and cry out.... To taste you, to fill you up.... Then, yes. That is exactly what I want.~ 

His teeth bit down to tug on a piercing, voice turning smug even in Hux’s mind. ~As if you’d want anyone else after me, with what only I can do.~

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A litany of curses poured from Ren’s mouth in a growl, but the bite did its job, spurning him on toward what Hux wanted. 

Not that he needed much encouragement. Each snap of his hips shoved his cock in hard and deep, though he took his time between each thrust. Held himself in deep for several seconds, then slowly lowered to prepare for another buck. 

It was a bit torturous, for them both, but he liked how it rocked Hux in his lap, and how it so easily unraveled the other man. He managed a breathy chuckle between grunts of effort. “Heh...well...you should stop lying to yourself.... That’s what.”

His head yanked back, Ren’s dark eyes danced with the need to tease and taunt, a wide smirk on his face. “Well...at least we know I’m good for some-” But he was cut off with a hungry crush of lips, a kiss that he returned eagerly. 

Feral sounds were building in his chest, and his long fingers became like claws, digging into slender hips with a vice-like grip sure to leave bruises. What was left of his own come he had not cleaned out earlier slid down his cock, mixing with Hux’s fluids and creating a sticky mess between them. 

The command...the permission...made Ren bare his teeth. He snarled hungrily, and bit down ferociously on Hux’s bottom lip, drawing blood to mix with his own. He sucked on the new wound, lapped it with his tongue, then pulled away to press his mouth to Hux’s ear.

Teeth tugged roughly on the lobe, followed by a deep, rumbling growl. “I’ll make you scream loud enough for the whole deck to hear.... If you promise me one thing.” Hips rammed upward and held, his cock held deep by powerful thighs. He was a wild animal, but the voice that whispered hotly was deep and seductive, though feral growls trembled at the edges of his words. 

“Only do this sort of thing with me. Only me.” As a possessive growl finally broke through, along with another snap of hips, his words wove their way into Hux’s mind. ~I want you for myself. I don’t want anyone else doing this to you. I’m the only one who fucks you from now on.... Promise me.~

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