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I would like to know your paypal information so that I may send you money. This is funnier than any of the comedy films currently in theaters so I think you should be recognized for your work.

fuck this was a misfire meant to be in response to a fill.

Now I really wanna know which fill, I could use a laugh

...how much money are we talking?

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OK, my Paypal information is the following...

"I would like to know your account information so that I may send you credits. This is funnier than any of the comedy holos currently available, so I think you should be recognized for your work."

Hux looked down at the handful of flimsies Kylo was holding out at him.

"What do you mean comedy and I'm not giving you my accou-" He squinted at the first few lines, then snatched the document from Kylo's hands. "That's my speech!"

"Yes," Kylo oozed. "I found the bit about crushing under bootheels charmingly antique. The three paragraphs of extended harvest metaphors were particularly ironic considering there will be nothing left of these planets to harvest but cinders."

Hux shook, incensed. "This was on my private drive, under a password!"

"Mmm, yes." Kylo chuckled darkly. "About that password."

General Hux froze in place as Kylo leaned in, mask close to Hux's ear.

"I do in fact enjoy that particular... activity, just as your password suggests. I've been told I'm very good at it."

Hux's mouth went dry. The air filtering out Kylo's mask tickled his ear.

"But I only do it for people I like, such as people who write. Good. Speeches." Kylo leaned back away from Hux. "Right now, that excludes you. Improve your speech. Short, classic, memorable. Trim it down to a hundred words or less, and then we can talk."

Hux clutched the flimsies to his chest, watching the swirl of Kylo's cloak as he left.

"Lieutenant, take this watch. I'll need to... review the plans for tomorrow."

LOL, from the title I thought this was going to be an A/B/O thing, but this was a fun surprise. I'm here for any and all sexy proofreading fills.

Password guess: RENLUVS2SUCKCOCK

Ayrt

Something like that, but I purposely left it open to reader interpretation. Maybe it's cock-sucking, maybe it's sexual domination, maybe it's knitting and Hux really wants a scarf! ;)

RENLUVS2DARNSOCKS

ahahahahahahaha *snerk*

YES TO THIS. Oh man, I wondered how Kylo would have reacted to Hux's speech when I watched it.

This was so great! I loved it

alright I'm the misfire OP and YOU, you I would like to give money.

This was brilliant and lovely and very entertaining. This fandom gives me so much life, thank you for being a part of it.

75 words and a shitload of planetary destruction later, Hux got lucky.

The prompt freeze is over! \o/

You can go prompt here on prompt post 4!

Ah yes because now I have 4 tabs of kink to keep track of!

This is the life we chose. *salutes*

...Only four? >_>;;;;

After Rog's shuttle leaves, Hux calls off the rest of her shift. Unamo nods sympathetically; she'll be thrilled to get command on such a big day. Hux sets her access to Extreme Priority Only (that is, Phasma calling to tell her the ship is about to crash). She puts on the second Dancers at the End of Time album, crunches one more Perkium to get her over the edge, and falls deeply asleep to the sounds of Jherek Carnelian's swirling, echoing guitar.

She wakes up to faint bars of light behind her eyes, warm air on her skin. She's naked, and a few twitches confirm that she can't move her arms or legs. Why can't she feel binders around her limbs? When she looks down, her extremities dissolve away into black mist.

There's something stroking her belly, soft and velvety against her skin. It's pleasant, invisible, and plusher than anything she's ever touched, anything she could imagine. Hux stares down at herself, trying to catch movement out of the corner of her eye, identify the phantom feeling. She digs her fingernails into the pads of her hands. It's easy enough to flex her fingers, but she feels nothing at all.

She lets go of the sparks of fear in her gut and melts into the dream. Experimentally, she wills the phantom touch to move down her abdomen, between her legs. It wavers for a moment. Then she can feel it pushing back, sliding up her body and over her ribcage, tentacles of a bodiless touch cupping her breasts.

The dream feels good, but it's disobeying her. Hux backs off, settling into her own body slowly, ready to pin down the tantalizing feeling if it shows signs of dissolving.

Hands all over her, teasing her apart, and there's something real between her legs. Leather gloves, solid fingers stroking the soft skin of her thighs. Hux knows those gloves, she's seen Kylo Ren tug them off.

Of course her subconscious would bring him up. What's in a dream besides something you shouldn't have? That's what they're for. Hux wills his form into being, ragged cloak swirling about his shoulders, dun robes like clouds around his body. Before she can even finish his mask, the clothes fade into the outfit he'd worn at that ridiculous party--the pants she'd tried very hard not to look at, the gaudy shirt that showed just a few stray wisps of black chest hair. Minus Phasma's cape.

Faces are usually blurs for Hux on the rare occasion one appears in her dreams, but Kylo Ren's face is clear and bright. She even sees the dark spots spattered on his cheeks, something she never would have bothered with in a fantasy.

"Are you afraid of me?" he whispers. "Afraid of what I could do to you?" Two glove-clad fingers play between her legs, stroking her with an impossibly delicate touch.

"No," Hux says. "Yes? Keep going."

"Is that all you have to say to me, General?" The fingers creep downwards, towards the opening of her cunt. So impossibly slow.

"Do not stop," Hux adds.

"You're...eager."

"Please?" Hux tries. "With the gloves. Without. I don't care."

One glove disappears, and Ren's big, pale hand is like fire on the delicate skin of her thigh. Hux sucks in a breath as the glow of Ren's energy leaches into her skin, as her heart beats fire deeper and deeper through her veins. It's a dream, so she can see it sparking under her skin, winking in and out the way stars do through the corona of a sun.

Hux is too fascinated with the brightness under her skin to look at Ren. She flexes her fingers, and they glimmer from within. It's too easy to get engrossed in this enchantment, and she's surprised to feel something slide into her flesh, press against the bright spot deep inside of her. She can sense the warmth within, but it's insulated. A finger clad in leather gloves. She strains at the light and warmth in it, the power, and she feels it respond to her call.

The sparks flicker out, the warmth is gone. Hux drops back into a stolid awareness of her body. There are no hands on her skin, nothing between her legs. Ren's dark eyes and pale face float in front of her, everything else swathed in a veil of black mist.

"Succubus!" Ren hisses, and the black mist rolls over his eyes.

Hux's eyes fly open to a faint glimmer of light. Her legs are tangled in sheets, her body clammy and damp. She gropes on her bedside table for her leather gloves and frantically pulls one on.

"Repeat track four," she barks to her datapad. The fuzzed-out wail of "An Alien Heat" sinks into her ears. Hux closes her eyes and returns to the fantasy. Body restrained, leather gloves between her thighs. There was something else, but it fades from her mind as she slips her hand between her legs.

Mild guilt itches at her heart, and she tries to imagine Rog. She can summon up his face, but the fantasy never gels; Rog would never wear gloves while he fingered her. He'd never ask her if she was afraid of his touch.

With a sigh, Hux succumbs to the fantasy of Kylo Ren's flashing eyes and floating hair. She's never masturbated with a glove on before, but it's easy enough to find the familiar angle to slip two fingers in, the right spot to press her thumb against her clitoris.

A fantasy version of Ren sneers and works two fingers in and out of her cunt. She struggles and wails without words. It's one of Hux's old go-to scenarios when she'd needed to calm down quickly and didn't care if she felt grimy afterwards; being held down, exposed, forced to orgasm. Hux's hips jerk up and she presses her nail against her clit, gritting her teeth.

"Are you afraid of me? Of what I could do to you?"

Hux is never sure if she's really afraid in these particular fantasies, but she says it anyway. "I'm so afraid. Please, have mercy."

"I won't," says her fantasy Ren, and Hux comes neatly with three quick jerks of her hips. Her legs are still a little wobbly when she steps into the 'fresher before her shift starts.

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Fill: Colder Than the Moon (13/?), Kylo/Fem!Hux, Hux/M!OC