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Getting to know each other in those cold nights while traveling in the Falcon.

oh my god I need this so bad!

Shia LeBouf says: "JUST DO IT"

But in all honestly, I would love to see this filled in anyway :)

i dearly love how they both are defending and protection each other!

I would read the fuck out of that!

Oh my god this hurts so good. I can't decide which is worse - if Snoke was lying, or if Snoke was telling the truth.

They wake up, terrified, next to their their respective partners and realize they have switched bodies. Kylo and Finn somehow contact each other/face each other and figure out that the night before they switched, they had both channeled the Force during sex (so Force-Sensitive!Finn here) and decide to try it again with their new partners so they can switch back.

Awkwardness, fighting off a sex-starved pilot & general and shenanigans ensure when neither Kylo nor Finn can bear the thought of cheating on their respective partners.

Up to the author if they manage to change back!

And the epilogue. I wanted to go back to Finn but I never made it there. :(
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Ren checked the fuel gage on his ship. It wasn’t an x-wing but given the mission nothing could be done about that. It was full. He knew it was, he had already checked it twice already. He was just waiting. He was set to ship out to retrieve Poe and he wanted to see Bren before he left. They were closing in on their sixth year on D’Qar, having joined The Resistance around year two when Brendol declared them “too incompetent to cope” and demanded an opportunity to fix their mistakes.

They had both been surprised when Leia allowed them to join. She had been kind to them, inviting them to awkward dinners, introducing them to her husband, Ren’s biological father, and often visiting them when she had a respite from her duties. That didn’t mean she approved, as far as he knew she still hated Brendol and was convinced he was manipulating Ren. Perhaps she saw just how valuable Bren was. He had certainly won them several battles since they joined up.

Brendol stayed in command. His sharp mind working just as well for The Resistance as it had against it. Ren on the other hand, was meant for field work, or perhaps training. He certainly educated the forces of The Resistance on how best to combat the training styles of Stormtroopers often enough. He found he enjoyed flying though. During his time at The First Order he had disliked it. The standard Tie Fighters required both a pilot and a gunner. That meant Ren had to rely on someone else’s abilities to keep him safe. The Resistance had x-wings though and once he got used to the controls he found the complete control they gave him to be exhilarating.

He found the pilots he worked with to be fascinating creatures. There was Poe who was a damn good pilot. Far better than Ren or any of the others ever would be. He was charming, kind, and witty. Ren enjoyed getting Poe in front of Brendol who found Dameron to be infuriating. He liked to watch them match wits. Then there was Jessika. She would have made a great Stormtrooper. She didn’t cry the way Leia Organa did and she could beat any man in a fight. There was Snap whose bravery was beyond measure. Asty who was so different from anyone he had met in the xenophobic First Order but who was the same as the rest of them, brilliant and brave. He liked them all in their own ways, they became good friends and…

“Are you ready?” Brendol’s voice echoed throughout the quiet hanger as he approached. One would never mistake Brendol Hux II for someone who grew up in The Resistance. He refused to wear the uniform calling it “a crime against fashion that would make them the laughing stocks of the galaxy” instead doing odd jobs as a speech writer for senators of The New Republic in order to get clothes more lavish than his stipend would allow. His clothes looked plain, crisp, and perfectly pressed but the soft material, tailored to his body, and retrieved from the other end of the galaxy spoke of luxuries most would not appreciate.

“I am. I was beginning to think you weren’t going to see me off.” Ren smiled and walked towards Brendol to meet him part way. When they reached one another they pulled one another into a deep embrace.

“Well, I had to make sure you remembered how much you want me.” Brendol smirked, capturing Ren for another kiss. It was a long time before they pulled back. “I just got word that Han Solo found Dameron’s droid and is bringing it back along with a few strays he picked up so that should help Dameron rest easy. It certainly helps the general, knowing that Snoke doesn’t have the map. Though I really don’t see what the big deal about Luke Skywalker is.”

Brendol was afraid Luke would take Ren away from him. Ren knew as much. Ever since they came back Ren’s abilities were constantly monitored, his force abilities nowhere near what they should be given his midi-chlorian count. The barely functioning suppression chips in his spine had permanently dulled his senses to the point where he would never be jedi material. Brendol knew that and yet he always feared that Skywalker’s desperation would convince him to go after Ren. “Don’t be like that. He won’t take me away. Leia already said that she wouldn’t let him even if he did. I’m too old and too weak. Even if he did I would fight to get back to you. You know that. Now if there’s nothing else I would like to have my fiancée finish seeing me off.”

Brendol huffed. He didn’t like to be proven wrong even when he knew that Ren was the one doing it. “Fine, fine. I love you Ren. You better come back safe.” The former general said kissing the former Stormtrooper.

“I will. You know I will.” He returned the kiss.

OP: yeah pretty much me too

Ughhh I just wrote that to get it out of my system and now I feel the need to write an actual fill for this.

Wow, this is turning out to be much longer than I expected. (I haven’t even gotten them off the ship yet, urgh)

Kylo skims the surface of Hux’s mind, not just as a distraction from the pain but because he’s surprised at the worry and kindness he senses. He’s not used to someone feeling genuine concern over him and the sensation warms him, even if it is from Hux. Hux is careful and gentle and Kylo relaxes because it’s so nice to be cared for, to have someone help him when he’s hurt. The sudden flashes of anger and disgust are unpleasant, disrupting his attempt at calm and Hux leaves so fast afterwards, as though he can’t bear to be around Kylo anymore. That hurts too but he’s too tired to figure out why and falls into an uneasy sleep instead.

Hux returned to the cockpit, unable to face Ren again, not when he couldn’t keep the images of that abused body out of his head. He was convinced he had done the right thing by getting Ren out of there but his surety wasn’t going to help them stay out of the grasp of the First Order. Hux needed a proper plan, which was fortunately one of his strengths, and he needed it before the ship dropped out of hyperspace and could be tracked again. He frowned at the controls in front of him, the beginnings of an idea formulating. Ditching the ship was the best first move, hopefully selling it off and earning enough to buy another less-noticeable one. If not, Hux might have to resort to stealing a ship, though that carried the danger of yet more people hunting them.

They couldn’t stay on the planet though, Hux had already dismissed that as an option, they would be far too easy to find and have nowhere to run. He crossed his arms, idly tapping his fingers as he thought. They would be easy to find, and not just because of the obviously First Order ship, it was entirely possible a bounty had already been placed on their heads. If holos and descriptions of them were circulating they would have to disguise themselves somehow while on the planet.

Hux wondered if Ren was in any condition to assist him if necessary, physical activity was most likely out of the question but what about the Force? The only way he would get an answer to that was to ask Ren directly and he glanced almost guiltily over his shoulder. He couldn’t see the room Ren was in from here but he felt the presence of the other man as a weight on him. It had been cowardly to run from Ren like he had, he knew that, but Hux had never been particularly good at analysing his own feelings. And now was not the time or the place to start, he warned himself. Where had he been? Right, disguises, possibly there was something on the ship that could be useful, Hux pried himself from the chair and went to take a thorough inventory.

Hux was now positive his luck was the bad kind, this ship had been in the process of being restocked when he had stolen it and it lacked several basic amenities. He was rather inclined to thank some sort of deity that there had been a complete medkit because there was very little else. Certainly nothing that would aid in concealing their identities. At least a few food rations were still present and as Hux pulled them out to check his stomach made a frankly embarrassing noise. He poked at the rations in disgusted fascination, choosing one to gnaw on. It tasted even worse than it looked but he resolved to choke it down anyway, no sense in being hungry. Hux’s thoughts strayed to Ren once more, he gazed at the food and sighed. He wouldn’t be able to avoid Ren forever and bringing food seemed like an acceptable apology. Not that he needed to apologise, he reminded himself, he had gone to wash his hands, that was all.

Ren was huddled up in the blanket against the wall again when Hux arrived and he paused, unsure if Ren was awake at first. His eyes opened though and he gave Hux a puzzled look.

‘Do you want something to eat?’ Hux asked, holding the rations out. Ren blanched and shook his head and Hux dropped his hand to his side with a shrug.

‘Where are we?’ The voice sounded directly inside Hux’s head and he started, narrowing his eyes at Ren.

‘On a ship.’ He said, trying to be nice.

‘Obviously.’ He could hear Ren’s derisive snort even though it wasn’t actually audible. ‘Which ship? Why?’

The question surprised Hux. ‘You don’t remember?’

‘Remember what?’ Ren snapped impatiently.

‘Snoke raped you.’ The word cut into his tongue as he said it.

Ren flinched but his eyes were challenging. ‘So?’ His tone was flippant and Hux ground his teeth. No one else could get Hux riled up over, well, anything, quite like Ren.

‘What do you mean, so.’ He bit the word off.

‘When did you start giving a shit about me?’ Ren’s voice in his mind was an angry hiss but his face was closed off and unreadable.

Hux was about to unleash an equally angry retort but suddenly he just didn’t have the energy to spare on a fight, not when he had so many other things to worry about. ‘I don’t know.’ He admitted honestly, running his free hand through his hair, and he must have been tired because for some reason he kept talking. ‘But I couldn’t just leave you there, I had to make him stop hurting you, I needed to-’ Keep you safe, protect you. Hux managed to stop himself before the rest of the sentence came out. Sounding like half a fool was better than a complete one.

Ren stared at him, horror in his eyes and his voice. ‘What have you done, Hux?’

‘I shot him, carried you to a ship, stole it.’ Hux said matter-of-factly. ‘We’re fugitives.’

Ren’s face went slack in shock. ‘You...you did that for me?’ His mental tone was awed, hopeful even.

Hux’s first instinct was to snap back that he would have done it for anyone, a lie to piss Ren off, but he couldn’t make himself be that cruel, not when Kylo still looked like an abused child. He didn’t want to have this confusing conversation anymore and he tossed the rations onto the cot before leaving. ‘Eat something if you want, we’ll be landing soon.’

Hux swore when he realised he was fleeing Ren’s presence yet again. What was wrong with him, every time he got near the man he started having feelings and he didn’t like it. Yes, you do, whispered a traitorous part of his mind and he swore more to drown it out. He would not be distracted, his plans weren’t fully complete and it could mean both their lives if he wasn’t prepared. That thought was enough to assist him in regaining his focus and he continued his search around the ship, hoping in vain that he had missed something useful the first time around. Of course he hadn’t, he wasn’t a man who missed much, but it occupied his mind temporarily.

Hux was crouched on the deck, rummaging in a storage compartment when he heard uneven footsteps behind him. He spun around quickly, startled, coming face to blanket-covered groin with Ren. The blanket did nothing to hide the bruises and abrasions on Ren’s legs and Hux winced at the sight as he stood.

‘Should you be up with your injuries?’ It came out harsher than he had meant it to.

Ren bristled at the tone. ‘I do know how to heal myself.’

That was a relief and some of the heaviness in Hux’s stomach ebbed away. Ren was gripping the doorframe hard though despite his words and Hux wondered if he could stand unaided. ‘Maybe you should be in bed healing yourself then.’

Ren sneered at him, the expression made even uglier by his split lips. He sagged against the doorframe, dropping his head and if Hux hadn’t been so afraid to touch him he would have leaped forward to hold Ren. ‘I was looking for the shower.’ He sounded dejected.

‘There isn’t one.’ Hux said helpfully.

‘Well, I know that now.’ Ren was irritated enough that he raised his head again to glare at Hux. ‘What about clothing? You find any of that?’

‘No.’ Hux ran his gaze across Ren, the blanket really didn’t cover much and he was going to have to leave the ship. ‘Tie the blanket around your waist and you can wear my jacket.’ Hux suggested, rather reasonably he thought.

Ren rolled his eyes. ‘I’ll look ridiculous.’

‘No more than usual.’ Hux shot back. And here they were arguing again, Hux held up a hand in appeasement. ‘I shouldn’t have said that, I don’t want to fight. We have much bigger concerns to focus on right now.’

Ren seemed about to continue arguing but finally he nodded. ‘I’m guessing you have a plan then?’

‘Enough of one. How well can you use the Force? I need to know if I can factor that into my plans.’

‘You can’t. I can’t.’ Ren’s mental voice was soft. ‘It hurts too much, he- he was in my head and it hurt.’ The last word was a wail of pain and Hux winced and closed his eyes as the noise reverberated in his skull.

When he opened them again Kylo’s hands were tangled in his hair, pulling hard at the strands, shaking his head as if to dislodge something. ‘Stop, Ren.’ Hux didn’t want to grab at him, especially now that he had dropped the blanket but he was causing himself pain. ‘Kylo, stop.’ Hux reached out, grasping Ren’s hands, prying his fingers out of his hair gently. Kylo stared at Hux with wild, lost eyes then collapsed against him, the weight staggering Hux and sending them both to the deck. His knees hit hard but Hux ignored the sharp pain, more concerned with Kylo. He was still holding onto Kylo’s hands and was about to drop them when Kylo started to cry, unexpectedly burying his face in Hux’s chest. Hux released his hands and Kylo wrapped his arms around Hux, clinging to him, nails digging into his back even through his shirt. He tentatively placed his arms around Kylo in return, being very careful not to rub against the welts on his back. Hux wasn’t a particularly sympathetic or tender man even at his best but that fierce protectiveness was surging up in him again, overwhelming his thoughts. ‘I will never let anyone hurt you again.’ He promised, meaning every word, and held Kylo while he wept.

Alright! Don't worry. The main focus is going to be Kylux! Time to get to work! >:D

Yes, please!

+ 3 !

Yesss

They're competitive everywhere else, so why not in the bedroom? Kylo and Hux compete in bed to see who can pleasure the other better. Including a fight to see who can make who come first.

Who wins this competition, if either of them do, is up to you!

By some miracle of nature,Hux ends up getting pregnant by the force.He's freaking the fuck out because he never wanted kids,but Kylo (knowing that a pregnancy such as this led to his uncle Vader) is happy as all hell and determined to see this pregnancy through to the end.

+For Hux vehemently denying Kylo's request of naming the baby Anakin
++For Kylo talking to Hux's stomach while Hux rolls his eyes and internally screams
+++For a happy,healthy ginger baby (That maybe ends up being named Ben,because Hux totally would.)

This is heartbreaking and I love every word of it aghhh. Poor Ren. You're dealing with his trauma so well.

OP: love it! thanks so much for the fill XD

Han, Leia and Luke were all in a relationship together, but kept it a secret for obvious reasons.

When Leia got pregnant Han agreed to raise Ben, but they all know he's not the boy's biological father.

How will Kylo Ren react to this?

By day he is Matt, the quirky, tempermental, mostly harmless radar technician. But by night he is Kylo Ren, the powerful, dangerous, and psychotic battle mage, who saves the world but who's temper leaves swaths of destruction in his wake.

The long suffering General Hux has had just about enough of Kylo Ren's bullshit. While he can respect his powers, that let him pick up a tank and crumple it into the size of a breadbox with his mind, pluck thoughts straight out of a prisoner's head, and stop bullets dead in their tracks, he simply can't abide his attitude. But he might just be developing a fondness for Matt.

Yes this is good

This is Why We Knock

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“Officer Kit, please give these important papers to General Hux, immediately.” Phasma ordered. Kit didn’t see how anything could be wrong with that. Deliver papers and job done. Kit wasn’t known as much besides an extra in the many Officers on board. Getting a job brought Kit excitement and he couldn’t wait to fulfill it, even if it was just an errand.

“General Hux, I have papers for you.” Kit opened his superiors quarters without even thinking.

That was his mistake.

General Hux and… Kylo Ren? Kit froze in place at what he saw. Kylo was in the lap of the General, who was balls deep in Kylo’s ass. Hux barely acknowledged the officer only to glance, noticing the door was completely open.

“I-I… I-I-I’m s-s-s-sorry.” Kit stuttered out, turning around quickly to leave but his luck wasn’t in his favor today. Kylo raised a hand, forcing the door closed right in front of Kit’s face, making sure to lock it.

“Officer Kit, I believe you have something for me?”

Hux’s voice was smooth and calm, as if he wasn’t ramming into Kylo with the strength of a rancor. Kit turned around nervously, scratching the back of his neck nervously.

“P-Papers from C-Captain Phasma.” Kit stated, averting eyes elsewhere. Kylo moaned loudly when the tip of Hux’s member brushed against the sweet spot inside him. And… They didn’t seem intended on stopping.

“I see. Set them on the table and take a seat.”

Take a seat? Why did Kit have to stay? Kit gulped before walking over to the table and setting down the papers as slow as he could. Apparently it was too slow because next thing he knew, he felt an invisible force grip him and throw him into a chair right beside his superiors.

“Comfortable?” Hux asked.

Not at all.

“S-Sure…” Kit lied, feeling his own member start to get hard. Kit would deny this any day, but the display was incredibly hot. But when Kylo threw his head back when Hux raised his hips faster, Kit had to cross his legs to hide the obvious boner. Kit never thought in all his years of service, he would be witnessing Kylo Ren, sweat gleamed and beautiful, riding a man’s cock. Nor he thought he’d ever see Hux thrusting so deep into another male. But the universe was full of surprises.

“Enjoying the show?” Hux growled in a dark tone, almost sadistic. Kylo, on the other hand, felt even harder with the extra set of eyes on him. He could feel the arousal of the Officer and how desperately trying to hide it. Kylo rocked harder, wanting to cum so badly.

“H-Hux…” Kylo groaned. Hux chuckled before going slower, enjoying the whimper he got from the Dark Lord.

“Are you paying attention, Officer Kit? Do you see how much of a slut Lord Ren is? He’s such a filthy slut, begging for my cock every night.”
Kit bit his lip so hard he was sure he drew blood. Hux’s words echoed in his head as he couldn’t turn away from the rough fucking. Kit was flushed as ever, glancing back at the door to see if anyone would save him.

“Are you close Ren?”

“Y-Yes…”

“Then come for me..” And Kylo did, hard. Kylo squirted all over Hux’s chest and partially on his stomach. Hux came so after, filling Kylo to the rim. They were both panting, in the glow of their aftermath. Kit sighed prepared to get up only to have hands push him down.

“Where are you going, Kit?” Hux demanded.

“W-Well you guys are done a-and-”

“I can practically feel sense your boner and I’m not even a force user.”

Oh fuck.

Just great.

He was so dead.

Now would be a good time to have a lightsaber through his chest right now.

“Slut,” Hux directed at Kylo who turned in return, glaring. “Come take care of this.”

“W-Wait what?!”

That’s all Kit got out. Kit felt his pants roughly pulled off despite his wishes. A hot pool of pressure hit him when a mouth started to encase him. Awe fuck. This was not how Kit imagined his day to go.
But he wasn’t complaining.

Kylo was really good at this, Kit assumed it was practice with Hux. And why was Hux okay with this?! Weren’t they seeing each other?! Hux just held Kit down with his usual expression with a hint of tiredness. The ginger pressed tiny kisses against Kit’s neck, in hope of making him cum quicker.

“Kylo, hurry the fuck up so we can go to sleep.”

Kit practically screamed when Kylo sped his pace, bobbing quickly. Kit didn’t last very long when Kylo started to play with his balls, smirking as he felt the release of the Officer in his mouth. Kit breathed heavily not expecting to get dragged into this. But he swore to Revan, it was the best day of his life. Hux kneeled beside Kylo, pressing a hard kiss to those swollen lips.

“You did great, babe.” Hux whispered as they pulled away. Kylo grinned tiredly, exhausted from getting fucked and sucking cock. “Officer Kit, you may escort yourself out now.”

“Y-Yes sir.”

Kit stood up, preparing to leave only to have Hux call out to him again.

“Oh and Kit?”

Kit turned.

“Pull your pants back up.”

Kit looked down to realize his, now soft, member was out and his pants were down his thighs. Well that was embarrassing. Kit quickly pulled his pants up and made his way to leave.

“See ya around, Kit.” Kylo called, a purr in his voice.

At least he wasn’t a nobody anymore.

~

I suck at writing smut. >_< Sorry! Hopefully I filled the prompt all right? I didn't have time to edit my work but I did use Google so hopefully that fixed some mistakes. Anyways, hope you enjoyed! :)

I would read the hell out of this!

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