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(so I fell in love with this prompt and typed this up in 2 hours. I hope it's what you wanted, OP!)

Hux’s skin is soft beneath Kylo’s fingers. His back is curled forward, his arms wrapped around his knees as Kylo rubs the damp sponge in gentle circles over his shoulders. Beneath freckled skin, his shoulder blades tremble like the beginnings of wings.

Kylo dips the sponge into the bucket of warm soapy water, squeezing it out before applying it to Hux’s back once more. His lover is quite the pleasing sight like this, so helpless, always making himself small, always trying to disappear. Even his most basic daily activities, such as bathing, need to be controlled by Kylo now. At least while the stitches aren’t allowed to get wet.

“I’m going to do your front now.” He slides the sponge down Hux’s spine, counting the knobs of his vertebrae. “Is that all right?”

The former general nods. He barely speaks nowadays, except to apologise or to ask for help with wide wet doe-eyes. Kylo takes him by the shoulders, unfolding him, encouraging him to lie back. Hux struggles for a brief moment and then acquiesces, his slippery back warm through Kylo’s undershirt. His head rests on Kylo’s shoulder as the knight begins to wash his chest, sad green eyes falling shut.

“You’re so beautiful,” Kylo whispers, brushing aside his lover’s red hair and crowning his forehead with a kiss. His lets his lips linger there, feeling the creases of Hux’s brow smooth out and watching his pale pink lips fall open with contentment. Hux’s response to even the slightest affection never fails to send pleasant shivers down Kylo’s spine. His heart swells with desire for the warm, sweet, domesticated creature in his lap.

Hux does not respond when the sponge slides over his nipples. When Kylo repeats the gesture with his fingers, tracing gentle circles around a coral-pink bud, Hux stiffens against him, red eyelashes quivering. Before, the touch would have driven him wild with lust.

“Shh, my sweet.” Hux nods, a small broken noise sticking in his throat. “I was only testing something.”

Kylo wets the sponge again, rubbing circles over his lover’s soft belly. He needs to monitor Hux’s diet more carefully, he tells himself. No good letting that softness turn to fat. The edge of the sponge slips lower, resting on Hux’s pubic mound, and he cries out, curling forward again, covering himself with both hands.

“What’s the matter?” Even as he lifts the sponge away, Kylo thinks about how pointless Hux’s resistance is. “You know I need to clean your stitches.” He could pin both of Hux’s wrists with one hand. He could have the former general spread open like a whore for him with barely a thought; break every single bone in his body without even using the Force. Hux would cry so prettily and apologise for whatever it was that he had done to deserve this, even as his little bird-bones snapped into pieces. He would never blame Kylo, only himself, as his lover used his broken body again and again...

“No,” Hux whimpers. “Please, I can’t, no...”

“If you took better care of yourself, I wouldn’t have to do this.” Kylo’s fingers dig into Hux’s white thighs, pulling them apart. “Do you want to get an infection, General?”

“Please.” A tear runs down Hux’s cheek; his shoulders quiver with silent sobs. “No...”

“Don’t you trust me?” Kylo kisses the tear away; feels the salt blossoming on his tongue. “You know I love you. You know I would never hurt you, never, not for anything in the Galaxy...”

“...All right.” The words come out hollow, but Kylo does not care. “Just...please be quick.” Hux takes a deep breath, sagging back against his lover.

The sponge slips from Kylo’s fingers, falling with a squelch to the floor. One hand rubs soothing circles on Hux’s inner thigh while the other finds the place where the stitch begins above Hux’s pubic bone. The medcenter staff did a miraculous job, Kylo thinks as he runs his fingers over the raw red ridges just to hear Hux stifle his gasps of pain. Kylo had expected a mutilated eunuch, but a few tucks and some grafted skin have made his lover look more like a child’s toy. A doll, whole in its sexlessness, perfect in its innocent virtue.

In a way, this is justice. Kylo has seen the looks that Hux had given Phasma. Anonymous Stormtroopers in Hux’s head, never taking their armour off, cocks that weren’t Kylo’s in every orifice. Not even Hux’s fantasies would want him now, Kylo thinks as he follows the scar down between his lover’s legs. He wonders how it would feel to fuck that frigid body. To thrust inside that cold belly; trap himself in insides made of porcelain. Would Hux cry and scream, the monstrous pain taking up his entire being? Or would he clench and ripple deliciously around his lover, desperately chasing that pleasure that’s been denied him forever?

“You’re perfect,” he whispers to Hux, tasting his own breath on Hux’s marble neck, drinking in the heart hammering against its cage of bone. “So perfect like this. I want you like this forever, I love you Hux, I love you...”

His control slips as he cups Hux’s crotch in his hand, ignoring the pathetic pleas of his lover. Beautiful, terrible images flood his mind – the rebel leader’s knife, burning through the dark. I’ll give you something to remember us by, you filth! Shackles on skin, it hurts oh god it hurts, the stars he once commanded staring from behind transparisteel, oh god no, please no it hurts help me Kylo no no no...

Kylo is panting and painfully hard by the time he withdraws his Force-fingers from Hux’s mind. Hux is panting too, chewing his lip with small sharp teeth. Noticing warm wetness on his fingers, Kylo feels a spike of fear that he may have torn something; ruined the illusion of comforting gentleness. He looks down to discover that Hux has pissed on his hand, evidenced by the pale yellow spot on the white sheets and the look of sheer mortification that crosses the former general’s face.

“I’m so sorry...” he gasps, shaking. “You know I can’t... control...”

“I know,” says Kylo, laying a hand on Hux’s lower abdomen and pressing gently. Hux stiffens; Kylo can feel just how much liquid he’s holding. It must be agony, with how badly his control’s been broken by the torture.

“Stop, I’ll wet the bed,” Hux mutters, squirming in indignation. The pressure makes him leak, hot wetness spurting onto Kylo’s other hand.

“Is that all there is?” Kylo presses down with the heel of his hand, driving a whimper from Hux’s throat. “You’re so helpless. Can’t even hold your piss.” Hux sobs a weak no. “Let me take care of you, my beloved. Let go, give in to me...”

And Hux lets go, sobbing all the while, his protests falling on deaf ears as urine trickles through Kylo’s fingers, soaking the sheets. Kylo’s eyes roll back when the acrid smell hits his nostrils, and the idea of the once mighty general pissing himself like a child is just too much and he’s coming, gasping and soaking his own underwear, all the while rubbing feverishly at Hux’s wet crotch, the raw flesh and hairless velvet skin becoming the most beautiful thing he’s seen in his life.

When Hux shifts out of the puddle he’s made, wraps his arms around Kylo and mutters a weak “Thank you,” Kylo almost comes again.

“See? This is how much I want you.” He presses Hux to his chest, hard enough to bruise, drinking his smell, his taste, his endless perfect devotion. “You’re mine, Hux. Always mine. No-one will ever want you like I do. You’re mine, mine, always mine...”

There’s blood on Kylo’s hand from where he rubbed his lover’s flesh raw. Hux’s skin tastes like tears, and his eyes are beautiful and so empty.

This is the creepiest fucking thing I've read all month. Amazing stuff!

this was so sick but awesome. I loved creepy!Kylo so overprotective and controlling

Creepy posessiveness perfection right here. Glorious. I love this so much.

I have no shame when asking you to continue this. Seriously, it would be amazing if you would write more. I'm loving this sad, pitiful Hux so much.

OP -Bless you for indulging my terrible castration and piss kinks anon. This is so beautifully fucked up, Hux as a broken doll (I loved those comparisons by the way) and Kylo keeping him with false kindness, ugh please. How did you even manage this in 2 hours, mygod.

I shamefully like this very much.

holy shiiiiiiiiit! this is hypnotically fucked up. A+++ fill!

OP I know I am two years late, but I have to tell you this is the hottest thing I've ever read

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