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the reason their love is Forbidden and they can Never Be Together is bc their portmanteau couple name would be Polo

will their love overcome this silliness

That man is Poe all right, and that ugly clothes is actually the Resistance's official uniform :D

check these
Poe in the uniform: https://41.media.tumblr.com/1117e9eeab8338409149a68b91aea5ea/tumblr_o1fselusbn1rosrn9o2_500.jpg

The Resistance's uniform (aka operations tunic) introduced in Star Wars visual dictionary:
https://40.media.tumblr.com/f32623be22a0ac071754d86351b7e625/tumblr_o1fselusbn1rosrn9o3_1280.jpg

There's still a good chance Poe "the jacket" Dameron hates himself in that uniform thing...

I'm so glad we got to see him in civvies in his first scenes and the flight suit in the rest of the scenes. That official uniform is awful.

Well clearly he's only wearing that because Rey and Finn stole the rest of his clothes... ;)

OP here -- THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS AND ALSO HOLY GOD IT'S STILL AWFUL.

I think that's the formal Resistance pilot uniform, during the movie you can see some of the other pilots wearing it before they suit up in the orange one and get on their planes. Or maybe it's a commander uniform.

Here's Admiral Statura's uniform: http://www.theforce.net/photo.asp?image=http://www.theforce.net/2015/kltfa.jpg
I think what Poe's wearing is something similar to that.

Am I insane or blind or something? I think it looks completely fine and I don't understand why everyone is acting like it's ~soooooooooooo hideous.

Kylo fucks Hux while the latter is still nearly fully dressed in his uniform. Hux half-heartedly bitches about his uniform getting messed up the entire time through.

bonus points if immediately afterwards Hux has to go somewhere and he doesn't have time to change clothes so he has to wear his greatcoat to hide the jizz stains.

Same anon, oops I didn't see the comments below!

Last part for tonight. I really wasn't sure if Hux would send Ren away or if Ren would get captured or what would happen, I had so many different scenarios. In the end though Hux and Leia interactions have become one of my favorite things so they will escape to the resistance. That doesn't mean it will be smooth sailing. Especially not with the way Ren's taking things.
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“Do you remember what your designation stands for?” Hux asked as if his reveal was the most natural thing in the world.

Ren nodded. “Of course, they always said it was R for Republic because most Stormtroopers are taken from the outer rim where there is less oversight for these things.” The N was the year he was taken, the fourteenth year since Hux senior’s program began.

Brendol smirked. “Yes, and no, the R is for Rebel Alliance, or what would now the Resistance. You are the only child that was taken from right under The Resistance’s nose. You were special and they wanted to take that away any advantage they might gain.”

Ren was suddenly overheated, his mask felt more like a noose than anything else. He took it off to meet Brendol eye to eye. Ren didn’t need to hear this. He had long come to terms with the idea of never having a real family. Family could hurt you, abuse you. No, having Brendol was more than enough. “Why are you telling me this? I don’t want to know.”

Brendol sighed. “Because you should know why we’re running, Ren. You should know why you were taken.”

Ren shook his head. “I was taken so I could be with you, isn’t that enough!” Ren pleaded. He felt as if something inside of him would break if he knew the truth.

“No, Ren, listen, I love you but you have to know before you get there. Snoke took you because you were force sensitive, because your lineage meant you would be powerful.” Hux raised his voice, the concern that he so often kept hidden was suddenly evident. “The doctors kriffing… they messed up Ren. They were supposed to suppress your powers entirely but they forgot to account for the fact that your powers would grow with control as you aged. That’s what you’re feeling.”

Ren placed his hands over his ears. “Stop. Bren. Stop. I can’t do this. I don’t want to do this, I said I would follow you but not as this. Not as some child of The Resistance.”

Hux flicked on autopilot and walked over to Ren. He pulled the taller man close. “You don’t have to. You can keep following me however you want to. We need to go there though. They’re the only ones with enough power to hide us from Snoke. Even if you don’t know them they will know you and that is something that can’t be hidden. I’ll tell them off for you. You’ll still be Ren if you want.” Though Hux wouldn’t admit it Ren thought he might secretly be relieved that Ren wanted to remain unchanged. He wasn’t sure why he felt like he could feel Hux better now. Perhaps it was the silence of space that made his lover’s thoughts so clear. They remained like that for what couldn’t have been more than a few minutes. A small amount of time and yet it felt like hours.

They only pulled away from one another when a transmission came through their comms. “You are entering protected space, please identify yourself.” The voice came over their fuzzy comm unit from the planet below.

“All right, now that we’re agreed, let’s see how this goes.” Brendol pulled away and walked back to the pilot’s chair. “This is Brendol Hux the Second, I have one other passenger on board, a member of my personal guard, and my lover. We have committed an act of treason against The First Order and we seek refuge in exchange for information.”

There was silence and for a moment they weren’t sure the transmission went through. A different voice came through the transmission. “Please repeat?”
Bren frowned. “This is Brendol Hux, I have one passenger aboard with me. We have committed an act of treason against The First Order and we seek refuge in exchange for information.”

The voice came through again, quickly this time. “Permission to land. Please exit your ship with your hands up.”

Brendol looked to Ren for confirmation. This was their last chance to turn back, they couldn’t go home but they could try to hide even if their recapture was inevitable. Ren nodded.

“Preparing for landing.” Brendol spoke into the machine. As Brendol landed the ship, Ren took off the rest of his armor, leaving only the black undersuit. He figured The Resistance wouldn’t take kindly to a Stormtrooper in full armor. It was difficult taking in off. For years it had been his defense against the world, protection from everyone other than Brendol and now people would be able to see him as he truly was.

When Brendol had the ship on the ground he looked to Ren. He could see how uncomfortable his lover was, and he pulled his greatcoat, which he had discarded along with bag and placed it over Ren’s shoulders. “I know it’s not the same but I always felt as if this was my armor, hopefully it will work for you as well.” He offered Ren a small smile pulling the hatch to open the automatic door.

Once the door began to open Brendol placed his hands above his head, Ren followed suit. As the door rose they could see from the countless sets of boots that they had been surrounded. When the door completed its motion they saw their captors all held blasters. They wasted no time in handcuffing Ren and Hux, the fact that they were willing made no difference when dealing with The Resistance and they were led in front of a woman, single file, Hux in front of her with Ren standing behind him. She was smaller in stature. Her hair mostly gray, the brown streaks of what must have been her original hair color were now few and far between. “General Brendol Hux. Out of all of The First Order lackeys I could never had predicted you’d deflect. And for a lover, no less. Tell me who could have captured the heart of the heartless gen…” her sentence was cutoff when she looked around Hux to see Ren. Her eyes began to fill with tears and Ren wondered what was it that had made this woman so emotional? He wasn’t experienced with females but none of the female Stormtroopers cried over themselves or anyone else. What made this woman so upset that it brought her to tears?

Hux intercepted the woman, pulling against the guard to stand in front of Leia, blocking Ren from her voice. “He can feel The Force. If they tried to suppress it again there was a large chance he might not survive given the delicate nature of the procedure. I couldn’t allow that to happen to Ren.” Hux never spoke his name in front of others so hearing it now what something of a surprise to Ren. The way it was spoke however was so forceful it left no room for argument.

Leia nodded. Something, passed between her and Hux that was beyond Ren’s detection. “Take Hux to interrogation. Send Ren, to holding for now. We’ll speak to him next.” The way she said his name made Ren think that she was disgusted with him. He wasn’t certain why that bothered him. She was a stranger, one that up until a few hours ago would have been his enemy, why would he be bothered by what she thought?

https://40.media.tumblr.com/8affdc7fec70901e5caeec46828da256/tumblr_o1fselusbn1rosrn9o1_1280.jpg

Because this.
YES.

Kylo knows that Darth Vader loved Queen Armidala. He's seem her pictures, and if nothing else, her sense of style is certainly regal. He starts to fantasise about Hux as a King or Emperor, all done up in elaborate, impractical outfits and makeup, so different from his perfect uniforms.

+if he shares this with Hux
++++if Hux indulges him

Right in the feels!

I don't think it's that ugly too, but I admit it's not the best military suit I've seen xD But it's understandable why they use the colour and the kind of one-piece design, the Resistance are lack of resources so it's not like they get to have some fancy stuffs, they make do.

WHO IS RUNNING THIS ARMY

Is that why Kylo has to come back to the Light before Poe will return his texts, though?

It just looks sort of throwback-y to classic jedi clothes. People are just bring hyperbolic, as usual.

I actually really like it!

Rey and Finn both show up at an event of some importance in formal, nicely tailored suits and react to each other looking fresh as hell with mutual flustered-ness and "OH NO, THEY'RE HOT".

And since they had the reaction simultaneously, this is what breaks them out of their mutual pining and encourages them to go neck/bang somewhere.

Because a) Boyega looks so good in a suit it's sinful and b) Ridley would probably cut a fine figure in menswear.

By that afternoon, the school was in chaos. Anyone who hadn’t done their washing the week before suddenly found themselves with a bright pink robe for their clothes, and breakfast that morning had been utterly disgusting. Somehow, the tops of the sugar containers had fallen off when someone tried to dispense some sweetener into their porridge, or if that didn’t happen, someone had switched the labels on the salt and sugar. There were huge muddy tracks across the green expanse of the lawn- someone had clearly ignored the signs about staying off of the grass. The meditation room was a mess. Someone, this Kylo Ren character, had doodled all over the chalkboard, scribbled rude words on the desks, and signed his name proudly. Everyone supposed that this guy was the same person who’d caused such trouble all over the campus, and kicked over the trash bins.

And of course, the students could talk of nothing but the incidents. “Who would do this? It’s so mean!” Iaa Dotoke complained to her friends. “And it’s so childish! We’re supposed to be better than that!”

“Seriously,” the tentacled boy replied, frowning and clasping two of his appendages over his chest. “And I look stupid in pink!”

“That might have actually be an accident,” someone else said. “But with everything else that happened… it’s so inconvenient, Master Luke is making everyone clean up. It wasn’t our fault!”

Leaning back, but being careful to show no sign of satisfaction, Ben was cackling internally. He could feel everyone’s rage and frustration, their disgruntlement and confusion. And it was glorious. It was like slipping into a nice warm bath after being out in the cold, or taking a cool drink of water after running laps on a hot day. He could feel his peers’ emotions whirling around him, and he took them in like a sponge, feeling his own internal power grow. The Dark Side really was more efficient than the Light. His grandfather really knew best!

Elsewhere, watching the whole scene play out, Padme Amidala smiled at her husband. “Good job, it worked.”

“You sound surprised,” Anakin laughed. “Of course it worked! We were the ones who came up with it, after all!” Padme shook her head.

I’m just relieved his path will be different,” she said, sighing. “If only you’d had the same advice.”
The End

Oh lord, I read the title as SNAPE/Poe and was all "not sure if want..."

Don't mind me, carry on.

Holy shit this really felt like a punch to the gut. It was funny, and then suddenly it was the saddest thing in the world. I felt so fucking bad for Kylo, who is just a hopeless mess and you captured that PERFECTLY.

Definitely one of the best fills on here, and something I'll be thinking about for a while.

Kylo Ren and Finn have an empathy like connection because of Finn's injury. Finn tries to keep away because he doesn't have away of blocking kylo ren from his friends. And even though they know he has this connection they still accept Finn.
The connection grows strong enough that they both will die if either one is killed. Do what you want with that.

Kylo pounces on her as soon as the door to her quarters slide shut.

"You bitch." she sneers, and slams Hux into the back of the door, hand fisted in the front of her shirt. It presses the air from her lungs. "You wouldn't let me get a word in edgeways today."

Hux opens her mouth to object - she gave Kylo plenty of time to say her piece- and Kylo uses the opportunity to close the final couple of inches between them and kiss Hux savagely, teeth cutting into her lip.

It sets the best kind of tumbling, jagged heat in Hux's belly and she groans, bringing her gloved hand up to rest around Kylo's throat. She doensn't squeeze - not yet at least - but there's a whimper that escapes Kylo's mouth can stop it.

Hux smirks when they break for air.

"Oh come on, darling, it was only Snoke. Hardly important, is he?"

She slides her other hand under Kylo's cloak, sliding her palm backwards until she can cop a rough feel of her arse, then spins them - stumbling - so that Kylo is the one against the wall.

Kylo growls at her and shoves her shirt up, cold fingers skittering up her ribcage to cup one of Hux's breasts and squeeze it, rough skin of her thumb dragging across her nipple in little circles. Hux can't think when she's doing that. She too sensitive, it's a weakness.

"Don't pet name me." Kylo spits, and her hair is in a state of disarray from the helmet she was wearing not minutes ago. Hux wants to reach out and tug it, so she does.

She hisses.

"I'm sorry. It's just so hard not to when you're so-" tug "fucking" tug "gorgeous."

"Fuck you."

"I'd love to."

"It's a good job that I'm not with you for your sense of humour, isn't it?" Kylo snipes, and slides her thigh between Hux's, pressing up.

She groans, rolling her hips against the pressure. Kylo looks such a state, hair rumpled, uniform ruined, love bite blooming on her neck. Gorgeous and intense and hers. It's a pit there's no time for them to fuck properly. They've both got their duties to return to soon.

They kiss again, and Kylo tries to nudge them back towards the bed, only to be held in place tighter.

"Not a chance. Gonna fuck you right here." Hux says, unsure where that came from, but she's gonna roll with it.

Kylo starts trying to undress, and Hux shakes her head. It'll take too long with all the layers of her ridiculous uniform.

"Your clothes are shit." she says, and Kylo pushes her to her knees by her shoulders.

Hux shoves the outer layers of draped fabric out of the way and yanks down her trousers. She's wearing Hux's favourite pair of knickers - deep teal lashaa silk and black lace trim. She's wet enough that there's a damp spot blossoming through the material.

She pauses a moment to examine the sight before her, pressing her thumb hard against her clit through the fabric and rubbing. Kylo makes a bitten off sort of whimper.

Hux continues to just - stare a little. Kylo's hips tilted forward to seek more pressure. Freckles. Flesh pale enough that it marks easily, with only the tiniest pressure of Hux's teeth making it bruise. Pale, slender thighs squeezing together as she shamelessly .

She yanks them apart, digging her fingers in for good measure.

Kylo yelps and fists a hand in her hair.

"Get to the fucking point." she says lowly, right as Hux leans in and licks at her wetly through her underwear, pressing her tongue against her hard so that the material clings to her.

"God-" she says, then chokes it out once more when Hux does it again, sucking when she gets to her clit.

She's so weak for head. Pretends she's some tough fuck when she's strutting around on the Finaliser but turns into a shivering mess when someone uses their mouth on her.

Hux tugs the elastic with her teeth and it pings back against her wet skin.

"Bastard." Kylo pants, and yanks at Hux's hair whilst she wrestles to pull her knickers off one handed.

"Need some help there?"

"Do you ever stop speaking?"

"Don't worry, I'll be quiet in a minute." she replies, and grins lewdly up at Kylo.

As soon as they're off - or round her thighs at least- Hux spreads her apart and pushes two fingers in quickly. No gentleness today. She curls and rubs hard inside her at the same time she laps at her.

Kylo half screams and one of her knees buckles, so Hux lifts it over her shoulder to get closer and redouble her efforts. She could do this for fucking hours. She has before, when they had a rare day to themselves. She'd tied Kylo's wrists to her thighs and had her sit on her face, made her come over and over until she was a shaking mess covered in scratches.

She wants to do it again.

She glances at the clock.

No time for that today, she thinks angrily. They have less than 15 minutes until Kylo is expected back with Snoke.

When she looks up she sees Kylo squeezing at her own tits, head tilted back, lush mouth agape. The flush on her cheeks has spread to her chest. She looks like a fallen angel.

Hux squeezes her own thighs together and wishes the inseam of her trousers granted her more friction. She's not going to have time to get them both off.

She pulls away to sink her teeth into Kylo's stomach (she shrieks) at the same time she begins to edge a third finger into her, and across the room the lightbulb of the bedside light shatters.

She's close.

"Come on, come on." Hux whispers, and Kylo laughs hysterically, grinding against her tongue in minute back and forth motions. It's like she's found the exact angle at which she's most sensitive and it's sending her wild. Her lush lower lips is caught between her teeth.

"Fuck, close-" she pants, and Hux begins to move her fingers. Rough little thrusts that make her thighs shake.

She grabs Hux's hair again and whines.

"Just- bite, just bite again-"

God. Hux thinks, her own cunt throbbing, and chomps at the tiny soft give of flesh at the top of her thigh.

Kylo screams, then she's clenching down on Hux's finger rhythmically, fucking herself down and shivering all over.

“Fuck, fuck- oh, god-”

Hux risks giving her clit one last lap and Kylo genuinely lets out a little sob.

“Fuck- oh. Fuck.” she breathless, sliding down the wall until she's half knelt over Hux's lap. Her pupils are huge and she's bracing most of her weight on Hux's shoulders to stay upright.

Hux nods and goes to move (she needs to get changed) only for Kylo to stop her with a hand in her hair.

“Not yet.” She whispers, brushing their lips together softly now, so softly. “I like how your fingers feel in me after I've come.”

Hux laughs breathlessly, and Kylo seeks her mouth again for a slower, deeper kiss, licking into her mouth and leaning their foreheads together afterwards.

The juxtaposition of the gentleness of it and the way Hux can feel every little aftershock running through her cunt is so beautifully fucked up.

“I need to go.” she says, and Kylo huffs.

“Must you?”

“You know I should. We're doing weapons tests in half an hour.”

“I could get you off.” Kylo suggests.

“No time.”

Kylo huffs, mock pouty.

“I'll see you later though, darling?” Hux says, going for humour. She tips her chin up to give her another peck, carefully sliding her fingers out. Hux doesn't really like hanging around after they fuck. It would only lead to unnecessary awkwardness.

Kylo's face has a bit of a shuttered look to it.

“I said no pet names.”

Hux rolls her eyes.

“It was a joke. I know you hate them. Don't worry, I'd never actually call you darling.”

Kylo just stares at her for a long moment.

“Okay” she says levelly. “See you later.”

Then she's striding off towards the bathroom, taking care to lock the door behind her,

Hux stays sat on the floor for a second. Was it something I said?

Shrugging, she collects her jacket and stands. This is no time for woolgathering, especially as she has to have the world's quickest shower thaks to Lady Ren herself.

She doubts Phasma would accept “really good head” as an excuse for lateness.

She'll contemplate Kylo's mercurial moods later.

(He doesn't.)

Sometimes Kylo gets so angry (at Hux, his parents, his life, whatever) that he tries to meditate to calm himself down, but ends up taking two hour angry naps instead.

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