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I'm okay with any pairing but would highly prefer if Person 1 was a woman or had a vagina, and Person 2 was a man or had a penis; any manner of genderbend is acceptable.

Basically, Person 1 sits down, legs spread and displaying their genitals (preferably not fully masturbating) while Person 2 kneels down a couple of steps away from the other and masturbates furiously. It is very clearly Person 2 doing a favour to Person 1.

+ Person 2 is not fully undressed, just like trousers pulled down a bit, robes pulled aside, things like that, but not naked.
++ Person 1 is also mostly dressed besides their lower half.
+++ Person 1 dirty talks to Person 2 in a degrading
++++ After Person 2 cums they collapse against Person 1's crotch and just sniffs around and gets their hair petted by Person 1
+++++ If you want to go all out, Person 2 cries

Thanks >_<

Hope you enjoyed it, OP :D

This was hella awesome! Finn, Finn, Finn! <3
And Poe, I think we can all relate to Poe, lol!

ARGH! OP here, made a mistake "It is very clearly Person 1 doing a favour to Person 2." Basically Person 1 pities Person 2 and lets them masturbate to them.

I... wow... yes. This is exactly the messed up bad-wrong content that I am on this kinkmeme for. That was amazing, A!A. The descriptions of Hux being trapped inside his own body were striking and visceral. Sidious dealing with the physical plane again and the difficulties therein was utterly believable.

I also adored the under-currents of the relationships here. Kylo's Vader obsession running into Sidious' thoughts about his apprentice/killer, even the way Sidious treated Hux as the original consciousness in the body. The final line. Guh.

Anyway, thanks for tackling something like this and producing a dark, fucked-up and ultimately hot fill.

mmm yes please +1

[Cycle 150]
“I despise everything that you are.” Ren told Hux, after the later had tried to play nice for a change, and commented favorably on his skills during a meeting with high-ranked officers. If scorn before had been met with hatred, praises from Hux seemed to make Ren absolutely furious. Hux closed his eyes just after the other left the meeting room. He had no desire to see the end of this cycle.

*

[Cycle 402]
“Hate me later” Hux murmured, before kissing Kylo Ren a day after meeting him.
Surprisingly, Ren kissed back.
Unsurprisingly, Ren was still the one to kill him.

*

[The past]
They walked for a while, side by side in the field near uncle Luke’s house. Hux explained to him that they were here because at this precise point in time Kylo – Ben – had been here. There weren’t two versions of him running around: it was like going back to an earlier body.
“Like soul travelling. Uncle Luke told me about it.”
“Yes. Well – no. I guess it’s close enough for your little jedi mind.”
Ben took the insult without a comment or even a frown. He knew he –his later self- hated Hux, but here he couldn’t bring himself to even be annoyed. He did not even know why he had hated Hux so much.
An objection still came to mind:
“But you weren’t there.”
Hux stopped walking. Ben thought him very, very small.
“No, I wasn’t.” And that’s all Hux said on the matter.

*

[Cycle 374]
“I loved you so badly. I would have died a hundred times to earn your approval.” He told Snoke one cycle, too angry to make any sort of sense, to hide the feelings of betrayal he held in his chest since he had first been disregarded.
The hologram smiled, and Hux saw nothing but lies.
“What are you saying, General?”
“If I have to die, then I will bring you down with me.”
The last thing he heard was Snoke’s laughter and its echoes, a familiar lullaby that he swore to silence forever.

*

[Cycle 624]
This time he was Ben Solo’s shadow. He wondered if he was missing, systems away, from the safety of his bed, or if another Brendol Hux was sleeping quietly there, dreaming of being an emperor.
One was not supposed to travel through another’s memories.
He was young again. Hiding in a field of grass and flowers and fresh earth, waiting.
He was very good at waiting.
He heard the engines of three speeders, and then saw in the distance the inexplicable crash, a ball of orange fire among the green and grey. A fixed point in time. He thought it beautiful.
The terrified howl of a boy definitely was not.

*
[The Past]
“Welcome home Ben. And who’s that behind you?”
Ben had given a set of his own clothes to Hux, and borrowed a jacket from a neighbour so uncle Luke wouldn’t get too suspicious. Hux looked kind of ridiculous and human and fragile, and Ben couldn’t help but think he needed protection. They had played all day in the fields, forgetting for a time that they were monsters disguised as children. Ben realized he already considered Kylo Ren like a boogeyman, something from his nightmares rather than his memories.
“He’s just Brendol. I found him.”
Luke laughed and ruffled his hair like he always did when Ben had gotten into trouble, or has he used to call it, “adventures”. Ben – Kylo – had nearly forgotten the sound of it, the genuine happiness radiating from the old man. He ached.
“Well, Just Brendol, why don’t you stay for dinner? It’s nearly ready. If your parents have agreed, of course.”
Ben turned towards Hux. He hoped the other understood his silent plea to stay, but Hux was not looking at him, a polite smile on his face.
“Don’t worry mister Skywalker. My parents said I had all the time in the world.”

*
[Cycle 514]
The thing is, Brendol Hux’s childhood had been happy. It was useless to start a cycle so early. There was nothing that he was willing to change that he had not changed already. His parents, peers, and servants could not possibly be more efficient or loving than what he had shaped them into.
The ceiling of his room was decorated with every planet the Empire had ever civilized. Colonized. Tiny points in the fabric of time and space painted here to demonstrate the glorious history of an age Brendol had never lived but knew by heart. Their soothing fluorescence helped him sleep. Systems all working together. Structure. Peace.

“Order always requires some sacrifice,” his father had told him one day, after taking care of a nearby village which was blocking the construction of the future First Order academy. “It’s like cleaning a room. You can’t keep all the trash inside.”

Hux stared at the ceiling.
“Brendol Hux,” he said aloud, “You are one sick man.”

*
[The Past]
Uncle Luke had announced at dinner that his father was coming back tomorrow to visit. Ben remembered he had been so excited upon learning the news that he hadn’t slept at all, too busy stargazing to see if he could spot the Millenium Falcon approaching. Now he also remembered the day after that, and wished the suns would never rise.
Hux was there in the dark with him, holding a delicate TIE-fighter replica he had found on the shelf. Ben watched him turn the toy in his hands. Abruptly, Hux snapped its right wing.
“Hux, what-“
“You know what happens tomorrow.”
Ben, who had started a move to wrench the toy from Hux’s further tortures, stepped back with a frown.
“This was a gift, you know. And anything could happen tomorrow.”
Hux shook his head, a grin too sharp and bitter for such a young face. He moved closer.
“Will you ever stop running from this? Tomorrow-“
“Hux.”
“Tomorrow is the worst day of your life-“ Hux said cruelly, moving closer still.
“Shut up.”
“Because you will kill three men by pushing over their speeders. Three men who told you they could sell Prince Organa Solo at a good price beyond the Outer Rims, and who knew you were too weak to fight back. Chasing you in the fields you loved so much-”
“SHUT UP!”
“And tomorrow is the night where you bury their bodies and pretend it never happened, that no one tried to steal you away, that no one died because of you-“
“Please-” Ben is not above begging, not for this. “-please stop talking. Brendol-”
Hux grasped Ben’s wrists to prevent him from striking – himself or Hux, he didn’t know. Ben freezed, and then stared at Hux with a terrified, hopeful look in his eyes.
“You. You can fix this! We don’t have to go out tomorrow. I can tell uncle Luke I’m sick. I-“
“You’re thinking like a child.” And then more gently “Don’t you think I would have told you that if we could? These men will die.”
Ben’s face was now a mess of tears and barely concealed hatred. This was so familiar to Hux it was nearly comforting - but there were also small, shaking hands clinging to him, and he found he couldn’t quite breathe.
“Then why are we here?” whispered Ben, his voice raw with pain. “Why are we here if you can’t fix anything?”
“We are here,” Hux replied, and now they were clinging to each other, “to change the consequences.”
*

[Cycle 98]
Finn and Hux, after yet another ridiculous chain of events, had found themselves stuck in an elevator on the Starkiller base. Finn’s blaster was pointed at him, and they were both shaking from the cold. The red emergency lights were too bright for one’s comfort – Hux would have to fix that, the next time around.
“General Organa told me a story, you know. About the Hosnian system.”
Hux did not care enough to answer.
“She said that when you killed trillions of lives she could only hear a little girl’s voice. She was skilled with the Force and sent a message, apparently. Not that I get how it works.”
That makes two of us, thought Hux bitterly.
“She said the girl only thought of one thing. That she wondered why the sky was so red so suddenly. That she prayed for the stars to come back.” His voice was trembling.
Hux remained silent. He wondered how a man raised to obey and kill could have failed his training so badly, could look at him with such a mix of disgust and pity, could feel so much when he himself felt so little. Finn said:
“Do you even understand what you did?”

*

[The past]
“Ben! You’re safe. It’s ok.” His father was saying, hugging him tight. Brendol saw that they were both crying, father and son grieving an innocence lost too soon, both afraid of the future ahead of them. Skywalker, on the other hand, was focused on the corpses of the three kidnappers, seemingly lost in thought, and then looked up to meet Hux’s eyes, Hux, who had alerted him of the incident as soon as he had seen the crash. The boy – the general – looked away. He did not know if Skywalker, somehow, could sense something was missing, that something had changed for the better. A part of him hoped he did. What was the point of doing all this, if no one knew he had done it? He suddenly heard Ben’s cries: “I didn’t mean to” and “I’m sorry” and most importantly perhaps “I was scared”, and got his answer.

*

[Cycle 623]
He had decided to spend this cycle much like the first one. He enjoyed every meal, every sleep, every petty fights with Ren. He praised Phasma for her leadership, commended Mitaka on his professionalism. He breathed the cold, metallic air of the Finalizer, admired the architecture of the ship not for its efficacy but for its beauty, for the lives it held within its perfect symmetries, its walls of titanium and durasteel. He saw planets from the bridge that he never had considered before, stars that had never shined to him. Mentally he drew patterns between them, hexagons upon hexagons united under one force. It felt like death.
As they readied themselves to destroy the Hosnian system and the Republic he considered the lives he held in the palm of his hand. He blinked, and they were dead. He blinked again, and they were alive.

Some times after, when Snoke had given his order, he asked Ren to show him Ben Solo.
“I want a confession. You can show me the past, and I will take it with me. You will purge yourself of his memories and doubts.”
Ren did not understand.
“Did the Supreme Leader ask this of you? Is this part of my training?”
Hux smiled.
“Oh Ren. It’s nothing but the last wish of a dying man.”
After they had bonded and the pain had receded enough from Hux’s mind, Kylo Ren thanked him. His eyes were cold.
Hux was really tired of getting strangled.

*

[Cycle 624]
Hux saw himself flicker, disappear and reappear like a malfunctioning light, like a system that here still existed but would shatter soon enough under the weight of the First Order. He knew he could not go on much longer, living in a boy’s memories to catch a dying light. He understood suddenly that he could not do it alone, that for Ben Solo to live, Kylo Ren had to die.
He closed his eyes for the last time.

*

[The Past]
He had shut himself in Ben’s room. He could feel himself disappear again – he did not even know if he existed at all now, except as a ghost. He heard a knock on the door.
“Hux? Are you there?”
Silence.
“Ah. Not for long, I’m afraid.”
More desperate knockings came, the sound of a button being pressed repeatedly in a desperate attempt to override the commands. But Hux had made sure the door would stay shut long enough.
“What do you mean? You idiot, what did you do?”
“I have to go now.” There was a weight on his chest.
“Hux! Stay. You can stay with me. I don’t hate you anymore. I don’t want you to go.” Ben pleaded from the other side. Hux looked at his hands, and saw the plush, red carpet through them. It almost looked like-
“Hux! Let me in!”
He blinked back tears. His heart burnt with guilt and shame and envy, with the desire to open the door one last time and see – hope, perhaps, or simply Ben’s face. Some sort of redemption.
He thought of Finn’s story. He said:
“I can’t.”
When Ben finally managed to open the door, he found the room empty.

Anon writer: there will be an epilogue! But I've just spent two hours writing this and it's four am, I'm going to sleep.
Thanks for everyone's comments! I wouldn't have finished this without you.

This is wonderful

Omg.... Rey owns a small droid repair shop...Ren's a big shot executive trying to squash her business.....yes. Someone get on this!!! Please?!

Thank you for this wonderful comment!! I'm so glad the dynamics came through here - The only place this could go is the mineshaft. At midnight. I've also never tackled a slash pairing before, much less a slash pairing with smut...with 2 people in one body, fml.

...You also convinced me to post it on AO3. *braces for impact*

Kylo had never seen Hux so…well, not happy but something close to it. He was almost excited and Kylo had no idea why. There wasn’t anything particularly interesting going on. But the General’s pleased aura was pulsing through the rest of the command staff, it seemed, and Kylo’s attempts to divine what caused it weren’t turning anything up. It seemed as if out of nowhere, they had just suddenly gotten happy.

There was no one to ask, and Kylo’s pride wouldn’t let him ask anyway, even if there were someone. Instead, he trailed behind Hux when the General abandoned his post at hearing of a hailing craft, following him to the main hangar, where a clean elegant ship was setting down. There was nothing special about it, really. “I haven’t heard of any visitors,” said Kylo, relishing in how the man jumped.

“This visitor is not anyone you need to concern yourself with, Lord Ren,” said Hux, valiantly making up for how he had been startled. The General didn’t even look away from the ship, and as the gangplank lowered, he stepped forward to meet whoever was coming off that ship. Kylo watched, wondering who could be coming to make Hux so oddly happy when he had been alarmingly close to a low-sentience droid when it came to human emotions. And double that, who would be coming aboard that Kylo, the co-commander of the vessel, wasn’t informed of and whom it apparently didn’t concern?

The answer was, he saw, a woman with mousy brown hair and large brown eyes. She wore civilian clothing all in shades of green, a spot of color in the grey of the hangar, and in her arms carried an orange cat. Behind her a maid in smart black was carrying off luggage, and Kylo reeled to see this woman and to feel the fondness rolling off Hux to see her.

“Geraldine,” greeted the General, actual warmth in his tone as he went to her, bending to press a kiss to her forehead, careful not to disturb the cat in her arms. “It’s been too long.”

“It most certainly has, Brendol,” she returned, her voice brimming with happiness and her mind radiating something alarmingly like love. “Now are you going to take Millicent and I to where we’ll be staying or should Wena start unpacking out here in the hangar?” A smile grew on Hux’s face as he wrapped his arm about her waist and began to lead her away. The maid, Wena, followed behind, carrying Geraldine’s luggage and likely her own. No one woman could own that much clothing, surely.

As they walked, they passed Kylo, and Geraldine stopped, looking to Hux who said with only a single reprimanding thought towards Kylo to behave, “Geraldine, this is Lord Kylo Ren, Supreme Leader Snoke’s apprentice and Master of the Knights of Ren. Ren, this is my wife, Geraldine Hux.”

Hux’s wife? He was married? Who on earth would marry him? He was a stone cold protocol droid disguised as a human, who’d let their daughter marry that? This woman with her green dress and her orange cat didn’t belong here, not on the Finalizer not tucked into Hux’s arm. The gold band around her finger, the tasteful engagement ring just below the wedding band, they stood out impossibly against her skin, much more tan than her husband, they stared Kylo in the face and screamed at him that no, Hux wasn’t lying, this woman was his wife, they were married—

“I’ve heard so much about you, my lord,” said Geraldine, completely unaware of the short circuiting going on in Kylo’s head and the strange loss of his stomach. “It’s an honor to meet the Supreme Leader’s apprentice.”

Kylo only just managed to bow his head in acknowledgement before Hux began to lead her away again. He watched them go with his mind still unable to really process that the stick-up-the-arse General was married and listened as he faintly heard Geraldine say, “You’re being rude, Brendol, I barely had a chance to say a word to him!”

He tried his best to reconcile the situation for the rest of the day, but Mrs. Geraldine Hux just didn’t make sense. Her whole existence didn’t fit with how Kylo understood the world, and the great fondness that had pulsed off the General to see her didn’t fit either. This, he decided, required much more thought.

Settling down to meditate, he cast his mind out over the ship, and found Geraldine in Hux’s quarters with Wena. Where else would she be? Hux had gone back to his post, and she was so proud of her husband for being so dedicated, he could feel that. The orange cat, Millicent, was wandering the rooms and rubbing herself against every surface to spread her scent and claim it as hers, and yet returned willingly to Geraldine’s arms when she cooed towards the creature. Wena was unpacking, clothes befitting a General of the First Order’s wife and seeming unbelievably extravagant in comparison to the uniforms onboard no matter how tasteful and smart they were. There was also a bed for Millicent, dishes for her food and drink, tins of tea and an elegant tea set, things that seemed so wildly out of place on the ship that Kylo nearly retreated for seeing them at all.

But it was Geraldine herself he wanted to sense, not whatever she had brought. This woman who had married Hux, who was she? What was she hiding beneath that warm smile and soft eyes? No one was truly like that, in Kylo’s experience. She must be hiding something, why else would Hux bother with her? He wouldn’t have anyone less than worthy, she must be ruthless in the right situations, must be putting on a front on the ship to endear herself so she could listen in on goings-on and report back to her husband. Or something.

There was no way for him to tell that without actually delving into her mind and that was an obvious move. She’d be aware and she’d mention it to Hux and he’d make good on that threat and throw Kylo out of an airlock. He had gotten that much from that rebuke to behave. So he retreated, sure that he’d not be fooled by Geraldine Hux, no matter what act she put on.

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Kylo was on the bridge during his short shift that ensured his position as co-commander, enjoying intimidating the officers by his presence while Hux was off duty a little more than he ought, when the door opened and in came Hux, Geraldine’s arm through his. She was wearing blue that day, and looking around with great interest.

“General on the bridge!” someone announced, and everyone immediately stood to salute him.

“As you were,” dismissed Hux, his attention still on his wife. As the bridge relaxed, Geraldine’s eyes rested on Kylo and she pulled away from her husband to come over to where he was standing halfway in shadow.

“I barely got to say half a word to you yesterday,” she said, her voice halfway to laughing. “Brendol doesn’t like to be away from his post long, you see.”

“I am familiar,” said Kylo only. She must be trying something, being so friendly. “Your husband is very dedicated to his job.”

“Yes, I must say I feel like the other woman half the time, next to his work. I was going to offer that you join my husband and myself for tea sometime. Unless you would be more comfortable not removing the helmet. I certainly don’t want to make you do anything or ask anything of you that might make you uncomfortable.”

There was no way to respond to that. Kylo opened his mouth with the intent to politely decline when Hux came and touched Geraldine’s shoulder and said, “My dear, Lord Ren is actually on duty now, believe it or not.”

“Oh! Oh, I’m so sorry, my lord.” Her apology was sincere, far as Kylo could tell, and as she was led away to be shown the view of the stars, Kylo began to wonder about this odd woman. She seemed, at least on this most outer level, to be utterly sincere in her invitations and desire to make him comfortable, but he didn’t trust her. He had never once heard of Mrs. Geraldine Hux before she appeared on the ship, surely he was justified in being a little less than trusting of her.

The Hux couple left the bridge only a few minutes later, and when Kylo traced their path with his mind he found them in Hux’s quarters, Geraldine perched in Hux’s lap as she was held against his chest, savoring being close after so long apart. They were both so sickeningly in love that Kylo retreated quickly as he had come, not wanting to see such comfortable domesticity.

He also ignored the part of him that was oddly touched by how Geraldine simply relished her husband’s heartbeat, and locked away the part of him that was almost jealous that she could simply sit there and actually manage to keep Hux’s full attention even when she was doing nothing but listening to his heart beat and his lungs fill and deflate.

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Geraldine was in purple that day, and was the absolute darling of the officer’s recreation room. Kylo liked to simply sit there and watch as people skittered around to give him a wide berth, how they suddenly remembered paperwork that simply couldn’t wait, or even valiantly tried to spend their freetime relaxing as normal. But when Geraldine entered, Millicent in her arms and Wena beside her, Kylo’s presence was entirely forgotten it seemed.

Lieutenant Mitaka was trying to flirt with Wena, and while Kylo rolled his eyes to see it at least Wena seemed receptive, blushing and giggling. Geraldine, for her part, was letting officers hold Millicent who seemed to be a very attention demanding cat and reveled in such affection being poured her way. And when she wasn’t passing her cat from one set of arms to the next she was speaking to every officer who had some sort of petty concern or question.

“Mrs. Hux, how are things back on Vand?” asked Colonel Yarrow, the man honestly seeming to be curious. “Is your family well?”

“They’re doing very well, thank you,” said Geraldine. She was honestly touched that someone would ask and Kylo wanted to be sick. “And, forgive my pride, but my and Brendol’s estate is doing well for itself too.”

“You’re a wonderful manager of your estate, there’s no pride in stating what is true.” Geraldine blushed at that, the red spreading across her whole face.

She was fairly plain, all things considered, but the officers seemed to adore her, and Kylo didn’t trust her all the more for that. There was no one person who could charm so many people, unless they were simply trying to curry favor with Hux by being friendly with his wife. Yes, that must be it.

“Oh, Lord Ren!” she said, noticing him and passing Millicent to the nearest set of arms as she came to him. “I wanted to apologize again for disturbing you while you were on duty. But I did want to ask, will you come to tea? Not today, I realize that’s too short of notice, but will you?”

Kylo regarded her, Geraldine Hux with her brown eyes and brown hair and her tasteful dress and tasteful amount of makeup, Geraldine Hux with her cat that liked nothing more than being held and showered with affection, Geraldine Hux with her apparently entirely sincere invitation, Geraldine Hux with every officer who was in the recreation room staring him down from behind her as if daring him to do anything to disappoint this woman and said, “I will. Will tomorrow suit?”

“Perfectly. Brendol and I usually have tea at 1630, I will see you then.” Her smile was so delighted and her mind was earnestly happy and Kylo found himself thinking that he’d very much like to keep her smiling like that before catching himself.

You got me. I am hooked, do what you will!

Aah this is so cute!

Bala-Tik/Han Solo! Bala-Tik/Kylo Ren! Bala-Tik/Kanja Club!

just anything involving the angry hot scottish space gangster pls

My favorite trashy shoujo manga trope

Will always +1

I need to read this!

Kylo loves to kiss, lick, bite, pinch, pull and twist Hux's nipples before straddling his chest and wanking over him, covering his tits in cum.

Yes. Yes a thousand times.

AO3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/6164345

OP here. Ah now we hear Ben's real voice, not the one he uses to talk with others from behind a machine in loneliness.

it's no surprise on the Finalizer that Kylo Ren and Millicent don't get along. He's ready to complain to Snoke to get rid of Hux and that damn cat. But instead, they call in Jackson Galaxy (of My Cat from Hell fame), to straighten things out.

No smut, and no shipping Galaxy with anyone. Hux and Ren can be roommates or a couple. No pref. there.

YES TO MOAR BALA-TIK. His accent was to die for.

YEs!

Hux's harem is small but growing. He carefully picks each one, not wanting to waste his time with a dud. Even so, it still takes time to truly learn each of his concubine's quirks. He learns which concubine he can be harsh with, and which he should go to when he wants to make love or be held. Even which one he can go to get some honesty. Hux values honesty now more than ever, as being Emperor means that he is constantly surrounded by a bunch of weasels that lie through their teeth in hopes of his favor.

The first concubines he acquired were former members of the Resistance who had been captured at the end of the war. It had taken a while to get them to warm up to him but after they had seen that his reign was actually reasonably benevolent they had mellowed out some. Hux is sure that they both do not want to make life miserable for each other, too.

FN-2187, who had vehemently insisted that his name was 'Finn', had warmed up to Hux the quickest. Hux rewarded him by acquiescing and using his chosen name. Finn is energetic and quick to learn, but he does not respond well to Hux's rougher attentions. Hux enjoys seeing him smile, and tries his best to make sure that the smile does not leave his face. Finn's cheeriness tends to be infectious, but Hux stills finds that Finn is much more reserved around him than he is around the others, even Dopheld. Hux visits him when he wants to have passionate but still relatively gentle sex. And cuddle afterwards. Finn's broad shoulders and chest make for a good pillow.

Poe Dameron, best pilot in the Resistance, is wild and mouthy. Poe enjoys telling Hux exactly what he thinks about just about anything that Hux does. Excepting, of course, for when Hux actually wants to hear what he is thinking. Then Hux has to work to get anything from Poe. Some days, Hux visits Poe just to hear him talk. Or sing. Once Hux had heard Poe singing, he had not been able to get enough of his voice. He has even begged Poe a couple of times to sing for him - Poe had not even tried to hide his smugness at having the all-powerful emperor begging. Hux usually visits Poe when he wants wild sex that will not leave him with a soreness that will make meetings (blasted things that they are) even more tiresome. Poe's favorite position is riding Hux, a position that Hux enjoys very much, too, as the sight of Poe bouncing in his lap while curses and moans fall from his lovely lips is quite the sight.

The concubines he has added in more recent include a female Togruta, Ahsoka, another wild concubine. Wild and vicious, is she, Hux's choice when he needs to blow off steam and not hold back in his attentions. She leaves him with as many marks as he puts on her. Hux elected to not remove the scars left behind by her sharp teeth on his shoulder - something that amuses her. Hux is still amused by the fit that Kylo Ren had had upon learning that she shared a name with the Jedi padawan of Anakin Skywalker. The tantrum Ren had thrown had cost a lot to repair but the footage was worth the mess. Ahsoka demanded a copy of the video and evidently still watches it. He visits her after irksome diplomatic meetings have ended and he knows that he can, maybe, have a day or two to recover from the wild, rough, and raw force that is Ahsoka.

Dopheld Mitaka is a natural-born submissive, and had come to be a part of Hux's harem when he had mostly recovered from a head injury sustained towards the end of the war that had left him with frequent migraines. Dopheld is quick to drop to his knees when Hux tells him to. He beautifully takes whatever Hux decides to dole out to him, whether it is a crop across his ass or being made love to. Hux cannot decide which noises he prefers, the sharp cries of pain or the soft moans when Hux hits just the right spot deep inside him. Hux visits him when he needs someone who will just Obey him, but he lets him rest when the migraines return.

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Any/Any within evil trio, masturbation

Re: Shara Bey/Kes Dameron - bad-ass pregnant Shara

Re: FILL: Dragonslayer

Re: Any/Any within evil trio, masturbation

Re: FILL: Puppets (1/1) - Complete - Kylo Ren/Hux/Palpatine Clone Theory

Re: Poe is a pleasure slave owned by the First Order

Re: GEN or Hux/Kylo, Hux can travel back in time [3/3]

Re: GEN or Hux/Kylo, Hux can travel back in time [3/3]

Re: Ever since you left the dark side you - Kylux

Re: Kylo/Rey

Re: FILL: Puppets (1/1) - Complete - Kylo Ren/Hux/Palpatine Clone Theory

[Fill] Mrs. Hux (1/2)

Re: FILL 1/?: Hux/Ben Solo: Hux was obsessed with Ben and locked him away.

Re: [Fill] Mrs. Hux (1/2)

BALA-TIK/ANYONE, MOAR BALA-TIK

Re: Finn/Poe - Finn's getting hell from his boyfriend's secret admirer

Re: Hux/Kylo - woundfucking

Kylux, nipple play

Re: BALA-TIK/ANYONE, MOAR BALA-TIK

AO3 Link - Puppets - Kylo Ren/Hux/Palpatine Clone Theory

Re: FILL: Ghost in the Machine [2/?]

gen - TFA/My Cat From Hell crossover

Re: BALA-TIK/ANYONE, MOAR BALA-TIK

Re: Kylo/Hux, Princess Bride AU

Fill: Hux/Many - Hux's Harem 1/?