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FILL With Fixed Format - Doll - (2/2) - COMPLETE
(Anonymous) 2016-03-09 06:56 pm (UTC)(link)It was also quite obvious that Kylo had no idea why an ‘outsider’ had been brought here.
Doesn’t even know what’s in his own temple, Hux thought. They stepped into the turbolift that would take them to the lower levels.
“You know where we’re going,” said Kylo. Hux nodded curtly. He pressed his palm to a hidden panel on the side of the lift. Kylo flinched as the control screen flashed red and the lift plummeted straight into the Inner Sanctum.
Hux led the way to the heart of the Temple, his fear rising with every step. He was ashamed.
This was why he existed. He’d been strong. They had summoned him, with a Knight of Ren as an escort, while the others (even the ones who knew) had been taken in the dead of night. He was about to be reborn into something much greater than 47-C. He would become himself at last.
They were met by two hooded beings about halfway down the dim corridor. They looked silently at Kylo – some exchange passed, Hux catching a whisper before wrenching his thoughts elsewhere. Kylo nodded slowly, and the two of them were led through a side door.
They stepped into warm, wet heat – a bath set into the floor, as large as a competition-standard swimming pool, steaming fragrantly. The floor was creamy marble, polished to shine. The room was lit by warm, golden light. Reflected light from the pool danced on the walls. Their escorts nudged them toward a couch on the side of the pool.
Hux followed Kylo’s lead and removed his clothing, carefully folding each piece. He paused at his briefs, eyes flicking to the two robed humans. To his shock, the space in his mind he associated with the other clones flared to life.
The pair dropped their robes.
“Hux,” said Kylo. “What is this? Hux?”
Hux swallowed dryly, unable to tear his eyes away from the…things with his face.
They weren’t clones. Not like him, anyway. One was male, and a mirror image of Hux, except for his build. Hux wasn’t sure how he was still standing under the weight of all that muscle. The skin, though, was oddly translucent, even for one of his – their – the Master’s complexion, like gauze stretched over muscle and vein. He could see the blood pulse in the arms and abdomen. Despite himself, Hux’s eyes drifted lower.
One of these things is not like the other, he thought, inanely, looking away from the cock that looked like it should be on a different body.
The other was – Hux’s stomach churned. It was his face, but the jawline was softer, the lips fuller. The build was slight, the figure spare, with barely any muscle development. Waist-length, shining red hair almost covered round, firm breasts. Thoughts of knives, and missing something, and moving wrong rocked through his mind as his eyes flicked downward. The buzz in his mind turned painful as they closed the distance between them, reached out to clasp his briefs.
Kylo shouted and threw the two back with the Force. Hux braced himself as they landed with wet thuds on the wet tile and -
Nothing.
The buzz was still there. He could still hear-feel breath flooding their lungs, hearts pumping blood, but –
He walked slowly to the tangle of pale limbs. He knelt, reached out a hand –
“Hux,” said Kylo, his voice hollow. “Don’t.” A suggestion, a warning, not a command.
He froze. Clear blue eyes stared back at him, blinked. Their mind filled with static.
47-B.
He cringed away, staring at the empty girl.
“Hux,” Kylo repeated, his voice far away. Dimly he was aware of something tugging at his briefs, and a brief chill before strong arms lowered him into the bath.
Warmth enveloped him. He was up to his chin in steaming, fragrant water, sitting on some sort of shelf, leaning against something warm that was running thick, soapy fingers through his hair. He shuddered, his vision blurring.
“Kylo?”
The Knight pressed him to his chest.
***
It was a struggle to stay awake. The shock of meeting two empty, but walking clones thrummed in his mind, but cradled as he was in fragrant steam and soap, Kylo’s large, warm hands kneading his scalp, he found himself craving a warm, dim room and a soft bed. He almost missed the two clones lurching to their feet, one climbing into the pool, the other walking to the end of the room with unnatural, limpid grace.
Kylo gripped him tighter as the attendant began to scrub Hux’s feet. The clone stepped back, waited, looking at nothing, a little half-smile on his lips. Kylo wanted to rip it off.
They compromised. Kylo held the now boneless Hux up, and the attendant scrubbed him until his skin was pink. He was very thorough – Hux nearly jerked fully awake when a warm, soft cloth circled his sac. The clone gestured at Kylo to lift him higher, and Hux whimpered as something slender and warm touched his entrance, and then slipped inside. Hux accepted the intrusion easily – he was warm and open, and so relaxed he was all but melting into Kylo’s chest. It was just enough to circle his walls, to leave his nerves tingling, and his channel clean.
When they were done, the clone led Hux and Kylo through a set of double doors. The room was circular and lit by the same yellow lights as the bath, but spaced further apart – the light suggested, rather than revealed. The walls were draped with dark red silk, the floor covered in thick carpets. Hux began to shake; he was still naked, and the flush from the bath was rapidly leaving his skin. Kylo, in a similar state, wrapped himself in a black throw he tugged off one of the couches, and grabbed a second for Hux, only to be stopped by the attendant. He reached out with the Force –
-And hit the floor, gasping at the clone’s feet. Hux gasped as the
Master’s power tore through Kylo’s mind. The clone looked down, his expression unchanged, and prodded the twitching Knight with his foot. He waved his hand and a door hissed open, hidden behind a heavy tapestry. The long-haired girl and two more blank-faced copies walked in and hauled Kylo to his feet. They dragged him from the room without a backward glance.
Hux dropped to the floor, staring up into his face. There was still nothing behind it. This…thing hadn’t been chosen, this thing with tissue-paper skin binding viscera and blood.
It gestured to the couch in the center of the room. Hux’s limbs buzzed, and he knew what to do.
He lay face down and spread his legs, closed his eyes, breathed in, breathed out, as the couch sank under the clones weight, and warm, slippery hands kneaded his ass. There was pain, when one finger slid in, stretched him, swirling in ever-widening circles, coating him with something that filled him with a tingling warmth. He gasped when it pulled out just as the pain shivered away, his channel clenching. Two fingers, then, and Hux forgot to breathe.
He was half-hard and warm again when the clone hauled him to his feet and led him through the hidden door. The room was larger, and awash in red. A vast fireplace stretched from the door to the end of the room, radiating heat. Couches lined the opposite wall. Kylo stood at the other end of the room, directly behind a reclining, robed figure. Hux’s heart froze in his chest, even as feverish heat engulfed him.
No. He’s dead.
Darth Sidious smiled warmly and beckoned the pair forward with 15-A’s - rough, scarred - hands. An angry red scar bisected his face.
It made him perfect. Hux saw it clear as day – 15-A fit. The rebellious, ignorant fool was…He could barely believe it.
But he remembered the grim determination, the fiery defiance before the wall rushed up to meet the man’s forehead. Strength. Will. A name.
“Yes,” the Master said, taking a long drink from the wineglass at his left. His red robe was open in the front, exposing a firm chest, and a long, pale line of skin dragging Hux’s eyes steadily downwards. He swallowed, his cheeks burning.
Will I look like that when I’m 40?.
“I’m afraid I saw myself in…Tevos? Tenke?” Sidious shrugged and took another drink. “In a manner of speaking.”
The floor dropped out from under Hux. He caught a glimpse of his reflection in the glass. Pale and flushed, chest and arms sculpted just right, not one red hair out of place. Perfect.
“You are,” the Master agreed, opening his robe. “A most…marvelous gift.” He beckoned him over. “I shall treasure you.”
Kylo’s hands gripped the back of the couch. Sidious gestured casually, and the Knight writhed silently, mouth open, throat spasming.
I’m sorry, Hux heard. It was barely a whisper, cut off in a moment. He sealed it in his heart.
Hux’s feet pulled him forward, his heart hammering, sweat beading on his skin. They were far closer to the fire than he would consider wise, and flinched as the hazy tips of flames stung his nakedness. Sidious leaned into it, sliding his robe off of his chest. Dark yellow eyes met blue, and Hux was leaning into the heat, blood rushing straight to his cock.
He was feeling double as he knelt between the Master’s legs, took his cock in hand. His head swam as he found every slick, hot place that he teased when he was alone, or when Kylo –
Sidious’s hands fisted in his hair and pulled. His cock filled Hux’s mouth, stretching his lips painfully, gagging him.
“Has he fucked you?” Sidious murmured, his tone even, eyes lidded and focused as Hux’s throat spasmed around him.
No! His vision whited out.
“Good,” the Master said, pulling out, cock shining with drool and blood.
Hux obeyed the silent command, and dragged himself onto the couch. The Master flipped them and kneeled between his legs. Hux gripped the cushions, the cloth digging into his fingers, grounding himself desperately. His face looked down on him, hungry. Arms braced themselves beside his head. Hux reached down and pressed three fingers inside, mind-numbingly grateful for the preparation. Two presses, and Sidious pulled his hand away.
Hux sobbed, cock straining, leaking as Sidious teased him, the head hot, dripping pressure just behind his sac, hard against his entrance.
The Sith leaned forward, hissed in his ear.
“Say it.” Hux gulped air.
“Please!” Sidious rocked forward, pressing just inside, and then withdrawing. Hux’s entire body burned. “Please!” he said again.
“Certainly.” The Master smirked and took him. Hux screamed as pain tore through him, just as tight, hot pressure swallowed his cock.
There was too much skin in the way. He reached out with his mind, flailing, desperate, tangling hopelessly in the Master’s web, so close…
The curtain parted, and Hux filled his mind greedily with the Master’s fire. He laughed and came, the threads holding him to his self falling to ash.
Sidious pulled out languorously, his seed dripping from Hux’s hole. He pushed the clone off the couch and nudged Kylo awake. The Knight stumbled to Hux’s side, and pulled his head back.
The eyes were empty.
“Clean up the mess,” Sidious said, shutting his eyes. “And call for more wine!”
a/n: Hux is totally my chew toy in this fandom.
Re: FILL With Fixed Format - Doll - (2/2) - COMPLETE
(Anonymous) 2016-03-09 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)Nooooo! Poor Hux (though I love it)! Though I can't help but wonder what Kylo's thinking right about now. (I also love Vengeful!Ren lol)
Re: FILL With Fixed Format - Doll - (2/2) - COMPLETE
(Anonymous) 2016-03-09 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)Thank you! Glad you like :D
Re: FILL With Fixed Format - Doll - (2/2) - COMPLETE
(Anonymous) 2016-03-09 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)Re: FILL With Fixed Format - Doll - (2/2) - COMPLETE
(Anonymous) 2016-03-10 01:13 am (UTC)(link)(And yup you convinced me to post it on AO3 too aaaahhhh)