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"You took the Starkiller Base from me, it's only fair that I take something you value from you," Hux explains. "I think your sight is a fair exchange." Poe's eyes widen, and he shakes his head in a denial and murmurs a soft 'no.' Hux tilts the interrogation table back so it is parallel with the floor. He touches the collar around Poe's neck before giving Poe's shoulder what could almost be considered a comforting gesture in a different situation. "Don't struggle."

When Hux backs off a few steps a droid moves closer and places a cold, limb on either side of Poe's head to pull and hold his head back against the interrogation chair. Poe ignores Hux's caution to hold still and struggles against the restraints holding him still. His eyes dart over to Hux's face for a split second before he decides that Hux's face really is not what he wants to last see. The droids are not much of a better choice of last sights to see. The pain as the medical droid blinds him in one eye than the other is nothing compared to the knowledge that he will never see again.

The procedure is over quickly. Hux moves closer to Poe's head when the droids move away. He cups Poe's cheek while he inspects his rapidly blinking eyes. He ignores the small flinch at his touch. After a while Poe stops blinking so much, Hux decides that he rather likes the slight clouding in Poe's eyes. He tilts the bed upright again before unlocking the cuffs from around Poe's wrists and ankles.

The way to what Poe guesses will end at Hux's quarters is long and try as he may, he cannot keep track of how many turns they make. Not that it makes much difference, as without his sight Poe is not really going to be escaping on his own. He hates how Hux has tucked him tightly against his side, but he supposes that at least he is less likely to walk into a wall or something this way. Still, walking off a walkway does sound like a more pleasant fate than ending up wherever Hux is taking him.

Nooooooooooo

Yesssssss

Part 2! Please I'm dying.

Soon.

The first thing Hux does when they reach his quarters is push Poe into the 'fresher. He starts to tug Poe's clothes off, slapping Poe hard when he struggles against him. Poe stumbles back into the wall and to the floor, eyes watering. Hux takes advantage of Poe's dazed state to finish removing his shirt. Once he has Poe naked, he guides him into the shower.

Hux watches Poe wash, taking in the sight of his slave's body. He makes note of each bruise, each scar, and each open wound. Poe's chest and belly have much more hair than Hux's own, something Hux finds fascinating and a bit erotic. He will have plenty of time to discover how it feels. Plenty of time to add some weight back onto him, too. Hux does not care for the way that Poe's ribs are sticking out ever so slightly.

When Poe is finished with bathing he is guided out to what he is assuming is Hux's bedroom, an unnerving idea. He briefly contemplates asking for his clothes but he decides against it. He doubts that Hux is going to give them back, and his cheek still hurts from the slap earlier. He really does not feel like getting slapped again, so he decides to just go with things until he can get his bearings. Not being able to see really throws a wrench into any plans he can come up with off the top of his head.

Hux is quiet next to him as he guides him with a hand on the small of Poe's back. Poe hates the feeling of Hux's slightly rough, large hand against his bare skin. Suddenly, the hand is gone and Poe is left standing, naked, with no idea of what to do. He hears a rustling that sounds like the sheets of a bed being turned down coming from slightly to the left of him. He turns his head towards it, for all the good that it does him when he cannot see.

Hux moves away from the bed once the sheets have been untucked. He brushes past Poe, nearly causing him to fall when he jerks away from Hux. Poe catches himself on the edge of the bed, and promptly removes his hand from the bed as if it is hot. Hux grins to himself as he begins to undress himself. The look on Poe's face when his belt makes a small 'click' as he unlatches it amuses Hux even more. He finishes undressing.

"Turn around," Hux orders after a moment, breaking the silence in the room.

"What?" is all Poe manages to say.

"I said, turn around," Hux repeats in a flat tone. "Don't make me repeat myself again."

Poe again decides that obeying for now is for the best. After a slight pause, he turns slowly until his back is to Hux. His back stiffens and his hands clench when he hears Hux move closer.

TOTAL HELL. YES.

Oh please update again soon. This is getting so good.

Thanks! I'm going to keep posting small pieces here as I work on them and then piece them together on AO3 after some editing. Here is the link to the first chapter.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/6206374

Fantastic!

Indeed. :)

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