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+ All prompts should focus on TFA characters. You can't post OT or PT-only prompts.
+ One prompt per comment please.
+ You can request both kink and non-kink content
+ Crossovers, characters from the other media are allowed, but must relate to the 2015 movie in some way.
+ All prompt comments should begin with a pairing tag (eg Rey/Finn) or Gen for no pairing.
+ Use 'Any' when prompting for any pairing at all (eg Kylo/Any or Any/Any)
+ Anyone, everyone, no one? Use "Other." (e.g. Poe/Other)
+ Warn for common triggers, please
+ NO PROMPTS FEATURING CHARACTERS UNDER 18 IN SEXUAL SITUATIONS.

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"I want to see her ride him into the sunset."

I'm literally screaming.

+1 would read!
+100 if it is Rey.

(OP) This is the best comment I've ever gotten on a prompt before :D

Fuck, I love jerk-off fics. +10000

wow it's the story of my life

+++ Kylo auditioning for the Rebellion talent show.

+ A MILLION from a 6' 3" lady who loves being the little spoon.

bless this comment

+1 because I cannot get enough of these two

Bless you OP,I need this in my life.

lmao this is gold and I need it.

I never knew I needed this until now. x10000

This needs to be filled so badly. I need this.

x10000

x100000

okay so lets say sometime (preferably post-tfa rather than au) kylo leaves the first order and snoke for the light - reason why is up to you, maybe snokes "training" doesnt make him feel any less conflicted, maybe chewie/leia/luke/rey manage to talk to him whatever the reason he turns his back on the darkside

including hux who feels ???

maybe he feels abandoned and hurt and angry and goes on an absolute war path to get revenge on kylo for leaving

maybe snoke knew about their relationship and punishes hux to lure kylo back

maybe hux kind of always knew this was coming and he does his best to make sure kylo escapes okay

my heart if you somehow weasel in a happy ending there

lmao x10000

Yes because let's be honest they are too busy boning to actually kill each other.

*squealing at a frequency only audible to dogs*

Yeah I need this. Thank you OP.

I hope this scratches your itch, OP.

Kylo Ren’s temper was going to bankrupt the First Order.

“Your lack of self control is appalling,” Hux said coldly. Kylo Ren paused mid-outburst at the words, his lightsaber still embedded in the wall console, spitting sparks. Hux couldn’t see his eyes beneath the blacked-out helmet, but he knew he had Ren’s full attention.

“You question my control?” Ren growled, his disgust clear despite the voice modulator.

“I question your leadership, Ren,” Hux replied. “Your judgement on recent matters has been unsound.” Ren tensed with rage and Hux forced himself to settle, clasping his hands at the small of his back. Ren stretched out his left hand and the bulkhead doors behind them sealed, beeping as the door locks engaged. The hair on Hux’s nape prickled. Ren likely wouldn’t kill him, but he disliked having his escape blocked. He touched a finger to the blaster holstered at his hip, concealed under his tunic.

Ren pulled his lightsaber free of the console in a final shower of sparks and plasma and closed the gap between them. Hux eyed the weapon; its distorted blade and detuned hum made his stomach clench.

“You know nothing of control, General,” Ren sneered, rounding on him. Hux could feel the heat of the other man’s body against his back. Ren’s hand settled on his shoulder, long fingers pinching hard under his collarbone. Hux’s knees turned to water and Ren forced him to the floor with bruising force. Hux tried to stand and couldn’t- he was held immobile by the weight of Ren’s hand on his shoulder and something else much stronger.

Hux had witnessed Ren’s use of the Force on others but not experienced it himself until this moment. His body was completely frozen, his muscles tense and unresponsive. Panic unbecoming of a General of the First Order spooled up in his chest. Hux refused to struggle; he did not want Ren to sense his distress.

Ren came around to face Hux, the tip of his lightsaber hovering under his chin. Hux glared up at him.

“Do you doubt my control now, General? Ren asked. “Or do you require further demonstration?”

“Bending a man to your will at the point of a lightsaber is hardly discipline, Ren. Release me,” he snapped. Ren stepped closer, and Hux could make out the flex of his muscular thighs under the black trousers. Idly, he wondered what those thighs would feel like under his hands, or wrapped tightly around his waist. Arousal coiled low in his belly at image of Ren completely under his control. The thought caught him off-guard and he swallowed, hoping Ren was too occupied with holding him still to read his mind.

“What an interesting thought, General,” Ren said, crushing Hux’s hopes. Ren crouched in front of him and set his lightsaber on the floor, next to Hux’s knee. Its low hum travelled through his body, settling somewhere between his hips. Hux wished he could shift away from the glowing blade. Ren released the seals on his helmet, and Hux was once again taken aback by how young he was.

“Comfortable?” Ren asked, his natural voice a startling contrast to the augmented one he usually used.

“I am not,” Hux ground out. The hard floor was making his bruised knees ache. Ren laid a gloved hand on his head, stroking his hair in a way that set Hux’s teeth on edge. He traced down Hux’s temple and along his jaw, lightly rubbing his thumb over Hux’s lower lip. Hux resisted the urge to bite him. He couldn’t deny the way his body was responding to Ren’s touch, goosebumps prickling under his uniform, which suddenly felt much too hot and tight.

An unfamiliar presence in the back of his mind urged him to relax and let Ren touch him. He pushed back against that thought and pain seared through his mind. Ren cupped his cheek, fingers pressed lightly against his temple. Hux gasped and his stomach turned over, nausea flooding through him.

“Stop this,” he panted, trying not to vomit. He wasn’t even sure he could vomit, held completely under Ren’s control.

Ren picked up the lightsaber and Hux squinted against the bright red line. He prepared for the terrible pain of the blade punching through his chest but heard instead the unmistakable sound of the weapon snapping off. He opened his eyes to find the hilt inches from his nose, smelling of ozone and hot metal.

“You cannot hide your thoughts from me, General. You know it will only end in pain. Show me what you would do to me,” Ren murmured, stroking his hair. Ren pushed the lightsaber gently against Hux’s mouth. The hilt was uncomfortably warm. Ren’s thumb grazed over the power switch and Hux could barely breathe over the pounding of his heart. This close, he could see the unmistakable bulge in Ren’s trousers. Perhaps he could snatch back his control of this situation after all.

He looked up at Ren; the man’s dark eyes were wilder than usual, his hair curling across his forehead. His mouth was open a little, lips parted in anticipation. Hux wished he could stand up and bite that pouty lower lip until Ren bled, just to get a rise out of him. Hux smirked at him and opened his mouth, taking as much of Ren’s lightsaber in as he could. The quillons posed a problem, but one didn’t make general of the First Order without confidence and ingenuity. Hux took the saber at an angle and barely noticed the pain as the sharp edges sliced the insides of his cheeks.

Ren grabbed the base of his skull and Hux nearly choked as he jammed the lightsaber against his teeth. He could barely breathe, but he could see the effect his distress was having on Ren. His pale cheeks were flushed, and occasionally he removed his hand from Hux’s hair to palm himself through his trousers. Hux’s own erection throbbed between his legs, but he was too fascinated by Ren’s response to pay it much mind.

Hux wished he could touch Ren, reach up and strip him out of his pants, biting marks into his hips and thighs. He imagined shoving Ren against the bulkhead and fucking him until he begged for release. He made no effort to guard his thoughts and watched as Ren’s pupils widened. He took the lightsaber deeper and mouthed at Ren’s thumb where it was wrapped around the hilt, smearing blood over his knuckle.

Ren’s control evaporated in an instant and he pulled the lightsaber from Hux’s mouth, nearly dropping it in his haste to undo his pants. He slid his cock along Hux’s lips and Hux seized his opportunity, opening his mouth obediently and letting Ren control the pace. He hadn’t blown anyone in years, not since his training, but Ren seemed uninterested in his technique as he yanked on Hux’s hair and tried to fuck his mouth.

Hux could do little to stop him, but he realized that the iron grip on his body had eased enough that he could move his arms. He reached up and grabbed Ren’s hips, holding him still while he took him down as slowly as he could. Ren trembled, breathing in huge gasps. He was close, Hux could tell as he bit down on his hipbone. Ren had his eyes squeezed shut and Hux pinched his thigh to get his attention.

”Look at me,” he ordered, and slid his mouth back over Ren’s cock. Ren looked down at him with wide eyes, chest heaving. He came down Hux’s throat with a quiet moan, clutching at Hux’s hair. His thighs trembled and he staggered backwards. Hux felt the invisible hold on him disappear. Free of Ren’s restraint, Hux rose to his feet and shoved Ren against the nearest wall, taking his mouth in a brutal kiss.

Hux bit down hard on Ren’s soft lower lip until he tasted blood and Ren groaned at the pain. Hux grabbed Ren’s wrist and pressed his hand against his erection. Ren didn’t hesitate, opening his uniform trousers and jerking him off inexpertly. Hux didn’t care; he’d been hard for so long he only wanted the release. The soft leather of Ren’s gloves on his cock felt incredible. He made sure to bite a mark into the exposed skin of Ren’s neck as he came, his orgasm momentarily whiting out his vision.

Ren pushed him away, looking at his ruined gloves in disgust. Hux smirked and ignored the way it pulled at the cuts in his mouth. Hux straightened his uniform and ran his fingers through his hair, though he doubted it could be salvaged after Ren’s rough handling. Ren straightened his own clothing, adjusting his robes to cover the mess Hux had left on his thigh.

“Do you still feel I lack control, General?” Ren asked, sounding slightly out of breath.

“You have given a fair demonstration of your abilities,” Hux replied, keeping his voice cool. “It seems my doubts were… misdirected.” Hux reached down and picked up Ren’s discarded lightsaber.

“However,” he continued, “perhaps it would improve our working relationship if we continued these exercises?”

“I agree,” Ren said. Hux thumbed the lightsaber’s power switch and the blade ignited, casting its strange, unstable glow across the floor. It felt awkward and unbalanced in his hand, and Hux had a sudden urge to drop it. Ren’s fingers clenched and the weapon twitched in Hux’s grip.

“You still have room for improvement,” Hux said. He extinguished the lightsaber and stepped close to Ren, clipping it back to his belt. He let his hand linger on the other man’s waist until he felt Ren stiffen. He leaned close, letting his lips brush Ren’s neck as he spoke.

“Tomorrow, we’ll meet in my quarters.”

FAT. CORGI. BB8.
*passes out*

Of all the breeds of dogs in the world, BB-8 WOULD ABSOLUTELY BE A CORGI!!

Yes yes yes!!

okay, listen. Abakin-blond , Padme-brown, Luke-blond, Leia-brown, Han-brown. If Star Wars genetics is anything like real genetics Kylo should have blond or brown hair.
Either the dark side makes your hair darker... or Kylo is dying it black like the little emo he is...

Do whatever you want with it.

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