So this is more episodic than an actual story, but I really like the prompt. I probably have a couple of these planned out broken up into little bits. Enjoy. :) ---
“Lord Ren, I have need to speak with you,” General Hux coolly stated.
Ren sharply turned around with irritation etched into the tense lines of his body. He’d been on his way to his personal practice room to work on his forms for the afternoon. “General, now is not the time.” Shock lanced through his body when he saw the other man, and Kylo had never been so grateful for his helmet to hide his expressions before. General Hux’s collar was not buttoned up properly leaving a sliver of bare, pale throat visible to his gaze. It felt like an obscene secret, a glimpse at something he would never have been privy to had Hux known.
“You will make the time,” Hux demanded firmly, unaware of the tumult thoughts Ren had. “You can’t shirk your duties whenever you see fit.”
The skin looked so ghostly pale from the other man’s time aboard The Finalizer. Kylo wondered what it would feel like to touch with his fingertips, to trail his finger down to press against the delicate pulse at the hollow of Hux’s throat. What would it taste like?
“Lord Ren!” Hux snapped and it was then that Kylo realized he had been staring while lost in thought.
Kylo used the Force to try and center himself. He willed away his thoughts and grounded himself in the teachings of his master. “Don’t speak to me as if I was one of your subordinates.” The modulator masked the tremor in his voice. “We will talk a different time at my convenience.” He turned around with a dramatic sweep of his black cape and swiftly walked down the hall. Let Hux think it was another tantrum of his. It was better than the alternative
Re: [Fill] Sense and Sensibility 1/?
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“Lord Ren, I have need to speak with you,” General Hux coolly stated.
Ren sharply turned around with irritation etched into the tense lines of his body. He’d been on his way to his personal practice room to work on his forms for the afternoon. “General, now is not the time.” Shock lanced through his body when he saw the other man, and Kylo had never been so grateful for his helmet to hide his expressions before. General Hux’s collar was not buttoned up properly leaving a sliver of bare, pale throat visible to his gaze. It felt like an obscene secret, a glimpse at something he would never have been privy to had Hux known.
“You will make the time,” Hux demanded firmly, unaware of the tumult thoughts Ren had. “You can’t shirk your duties whenever you see fit.”
The skin looked so ghostly pale from the other man’s time aboard The Finalizer. Kylo wondered what it would feel like to touch with his fingertips, to trail his finger down to press against the delicate pulse at the hollow of Hux’s throat. What would it taste like?
“Lord Ren!” Hux snapped and it was then that Kylo realized he had been staring while lost in thought.
Kylo used the Force to try and center himself. He willed away his thoughts and grounded himself in the teachings of his master. “Don’t speak to me as if I was one of your subordinates.” The modulator masked the tremor in his voice. “We will talk a different time at my convenience.” He turned around with a dramatic sweep of his black cape and swiftly walked down the hall. Let Hux think it was another tantrum of his. It was better than the alternative