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Snoke allows Hux to take his aggression towards Kylo on their sessions. He tells Kylo it fuels his pain and anger.

+ Kylo's wearing a force colar and nothing else.
+ ends up where they both use Kylo till he cries
+ Hux whipping Kylo as Snoke fucks his mouth
+ Hux making Kylo ride him until his thighs hurts and Snoke had to use the force
+ They took and video and then made a weeping Kylo watch

SWEET BABY JESUS YESSSS

Ok, I admit it. I'm here for the fucked-up darkside fic. Somebody fill this please!

I've been thinking about this and how do we feel about spitroasting and that thing where two dudes fuck another dude in the ass at the same time?

OP dude spitroasting is more than welcomed

SA ofcourse DP is too. Kylo is yours to ruin

(So this is a thing. Featuring a slightly reluctant Hux HOPE THAT'S AIGHT)

When Hux enters the audience chamber, his first thought is that something is different; no, he amends his thoughts, two things are different: Leader Snoke is here in his rather unimpressive corporeal form, and Kylo Ren is naked. He stands beside Snoke, head bowed, arms crossed, feet planted a shoulder-width apart and not a stitch of clothing on his marvelous body. His eyes are downcast, and he looks, for once, somewhat abashed. Powerless. Hux sees why; there's a narrow metal band latched around Ren's neck that he'd taken at first for a piece of jewelry but now he realizes that it's a collar, some means of restraining his power, of severing his connection to the Force. Hux steps closer when Snoke beckons him, and Ren looks up, leers at him with an expression of frozen loathing although for once, thanks to the collar, Hux can't feel Ren inside his mind.

“Come closer, General.” Snoke has pulled back the sleeves of his own loose garment, exposing withered and twisted forearms covered with scars and boils and ornate with heavy furrowed wrinkles. “I want you to touch him.”

“Touch him?” Hux's hands are at his sides, and he can't seem to will them to move. What is this, what sort of permission has Snoke given him?

“Do you not find him beautiful like this?” Snoke draws one crooked hand lingeringly down Ren's chest, and Ren shivers and bites his lower lip but says nothing, remains standing still with squared shoulders and planted feet as if nothing in the galaxy could move him. “Such a splendid body. It's quite a distraction, isn't it?”

“I'm afraid I don't understand.”

“It's simple enough. I'm offering you a chance to purge yourself of your frustrations. While he's collared like this, you can do whatever you like to him.”

“Supreme Leader, I mean no disrespect, but--”

“Take him, General. Take what you most desire.” Snoke takes hold of Ren's collar and yanks sharply, forcing his head up, and Ren's eyes meet Hux's for a long uncomfortable moment. Hux sees pleading there, the beginnings of tears. He's often wondered what would be left if Ren's rage quieted long enough, if his arrogance were stripped from him, and as it turns out there's only desperation, those wide wet brown eyes begging Hux not to do what he knows he's about to do. Hux realizes there is no doubt in his mind, no possibility of demurral.

“Go on, boy. Kneel for him.” Ren does, and Hux admires the tension in his body as he arches his long back and inclines his neck and tilts his head upward as if he's still begging for something, as if either of them could resist their Supreme Leader's commands. Hux knows what's coming next, and he knows that he can't deny wanting it, that he's already incriminated himself.

“You're going to force him to suck my cock.”

“No, General. You are.”

THOSE. TWO. LAST. LINES. Oh, you got me, anon.

Not the OP, but I appreciate it that Hux is a bit reluctant.

Oh daaaamn! I really liked the reluctance (and Ren's wet desperate eyes) it adds an overall doomed tension.

Oh, I hope you write more, this prompt is so good/bad/fucked up/good. I would really like to see Hux just letting go.

Nothing has happened yet and this is already hot as fuck omg

OP is on a good friday holiday and is now sinning with this.

And yes! I love everything about it. That they're both stuck. Doing their leader's whims and Snoke playing on Hux's desire that even he is probably reluctant to acknowledge.

YES GOOD PLEASE THIS IS A WORK OF ART

(Glad you anons are digging this so far!)

“I can't.” Hux feels the strange surge of Snoke's power inside him, taking hold of his muscles and tendons, guiding his hands to Ren's neck and fastening them there, and the smooth metal of Ren's collar is warm and vibrating slightly against Hux's skin. Ren's eyes are downcast now, his head lowered, and he presses his cheek to Hux's thigh in a show of uncharacteristic submissiveness. Hux takes control of his hands again, starts to twine his fingers through Ren's hair. Perhaps Snoke is right, perhaps if he fucks Ren now he'll be cleansed of all desire to harm him and the animosity between them will dissipate. Perhaps this is the only way to dig that particular thorn from his side.

“Feed him your cock. You see how he begs for it. That mouth was made to suck you dry, wasn't it?” Snoke's voice is a sibilant hiss, a subliminal undercurrent of sound, and Hux is enveloped by his power; Snoke is in his very veins, in his blood, pounding at his temples and making his heart race and whatever illusion of choice Hux might have had is gone now. He has Ren's collar in his hands, its vibrations singing in his bones, and Ren is motionless, tense, infuriatingly silent.

“Open your mouth.” Now, at last, Ren protests, shaking his head, his lips (they are pretty lips, Hux has to admit, plump and curved and vividly pink in Ren's pale face) pressed tightly together. Hux, operating under his own power again, draws a hand back and slaps Ren hard enough to make his palm sting. Not to be cowed so easily, Ren snarls at him- actually snarls, curling his lips back and showing his teeth like a feral Akk dog-- but Snoke, moving much more quickly and decisively than Hux, steps forward and cracks him across the back of the head hard enough to send him sprawling. He's holding a whip, Hux realizes, a deadly and primitive-looking implement with a heavy wooden handle, as effective as a cudgel when applied to the base of Ren's skull. Ren, impressively, is still conscious, still picking himself up from the floor, still looking up at Hux with that twisted expression of fury and betrayal.

“Show him, boy.” Snoke plies the whip, almost gently, gives Ren a warning tap with the end of the thick braided lash; again, as if he's some sort of misbehaving domesticated beast, which Hux supposes might not be far from the truth. “Show the general that you can be of use to him.”

“So you can be useful after all.” Hux, stricken with sudden inspiration, hauls Ren's head up with a hand fisted in his hair. “I've always thought you had a whore's mouth. How many cocks have you sucked, Ren?” Ren shakes his head and bares his teeth again, and Hux takes hold of Ren's chin, levering his jaws apart with both hands.

“Those are pretty, but you're not going to use them, are you?” Hux slaps Ren's cheek again, mockingly, caught off-balance by the sudden powerful surge of arousal that accompanies the sensation of skin touching skin. He wants to hit Ren again, and again, to light into him with all the force of his pent-up anger and frustration, to bruise his fingers and batter his knuckles against Ren's complacently immobile skeleton; he wants to destroy Ren as thoroughly as he can be destroyed, to reduce him to a splintered and oozing pile of lifeless bone and flesh. First, however, he wants Ren to suck his cock.

Before Hux can do anything, Snoke strikes Ren with the whip; harder this time, leaving a long red welt between his shoulder blades. Ren, as if conditioned to respond just so, undoes the fly of Hux's trousers with deft fingers and nudges his great bony nose up against the outline of Hux's cock in his undershorts. Hux's breath catches as Ren begins to mouth and lick at him through the thin fabric, Snoke watching him and nodding approval.

👌💯👌💯👌💯👌💯👌🔥🔥🔥

oh damn oh damn oh damn, I'm enthralled.

yes!!! hux is getting into it and is 100% committed to hurt kylo

I am LOVING all the descriptions of Ren's mouth. This fic is so hot.

he wants to destroy Ren as thoroughly as he can be destroyed, to reduce him to a splintered and oozing pile of lifeless bone and flesh
God. Please. Yes. !!!

This fill is all I ever wanted and if I go to hell for enjoying it, then it was worth it. Your descriptions of Ren's submissive state are hot as fuck and I would read 5000+ words just for descriptions of his mouth and how he's putting it to good use.

Bless you, anon. ♥

(WARNING this is fixin' to get weirdly hurt/comfort-y)

“Now take his cock in your mouth. Slowly, like that, look at him, show him you appreciate it...” Snoke has his hands on Ren now, his twisted bony fingers clutching and stroking and fondling, rubbing Ren's inner thighs, brushing lightly against his cock which just hangs there uselessly.

Hux looks down at Ren, meeting his eyes as Ren's reddened lips slide around his cock. He can't deny that he's imagined this; Ren forced to his knees, mouth slack and head bobbing, letting out little indignant whimpers around his mouthful of Hux's flesh. Hux has both hands in Ren's hair now, guiding his head, holding him in place as he whines in useless protest, Snoke still feeling up his ass and thighs. As Hux watches, Snoke slips two crooked fingers inside Ren and starts to fuck him like that; no coaxing, no gentleness, no lubrication, just spreading him apart and plunging into him, rough and careless enough to make him bleed. There's actual blood on Snoke's fingers, and this only adds to Hux's satisfaction as he grasps Ren's throat and thrusts into his mouth. Ren's begun to choke on him, but Hux doesn't stop. Ren's eyes are streaming, his body trembling with muffled sobs. He's trying to suppress them, making an effort not to weep out loud, although he'd hardly be able to with Hux holding him tightly by the throat and pistoning into his open mouth.

When he comes, Hux slaps Ren's face again; and again, because it felt so good, and Ren is still choking around him, struggling to swallow his release.

“You look like a whore now.” Hux trails his fingers through the mess of come dribbling down Ren's chin and smears it over his parted lips. The expression on Ren's face now is divided between loathing and resignation, and for once Hux relishes the hateful gaze, the visibly simmering rage in Ren's eyes. “You can speak, Ren. Tell me how you like being my whore.”

Ren says nothing, just spits on Hux's trouser leg, still meeting his eyes levelly as Snoke continues to finger him without the slightest bit of consideration, and Hux can't really tell what Snoke is thinking or feeling behind that immobile reptilian face but he seems to relish causing Ren pain, thrusting in too hard and too fast and too thick, tearing at the delicate flesh with his fingers preparatory to actually sticking his cock in Ren which is something Hux never thought he would have to witness.

“Speak, boy,” Snoke says, punctuating the words with a vicious open-handed slap to Ren's outthrust ass, but still Ren refuses. Hux begins to feel the first twinges of regret when Snoke unfastens his robes and pulls out his cock, which is grayish and scabbed and scarred like the rest of him, and he digs his fingers into Ren's sides, keeping him trapped as he mounts and fucks him; still dry, still hard, lubricated only by the slow seep of Ren's blood.

Hux finds himself speaking softly to Ren, trying to comfort him, stroking his face and hair with paradoxical gentleness as he watches Snoke rape him from behind, and it seems like Snoke will never have his fill and his cock is too thick and heavy and Ren can no longer suppress his sobs and yowls of pain. Tears mingle with traces of Hux's come on his face, and Hux-- he's in a weird floating state where it feels like he's no longer in control of his actions- takes a handkerchief from his pocket and swabs at the sticky mess, still speaking to Ren as if it pains him to see Snoke using him like this.

“Easy there. You poor thing. It's all right, now, it'll be over soon, you'll see.” Snoke doesn't notice Hux's blasphemy, doesn't hear him speaking sweetly to Ren. Something about seeing Ren like this, watching him tremble and weep and bite down as best he can on his cries of agony, breaks parts of Hux's heart that he hadn't known could break. And the odd thing is, he still wants to make Ren suffer.

YES! HNGGGG STill perfect and OP is not opposed even if Hux is turning hurt-comforty. I just find it way too amusing that he wants to do both.

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Yes perfect.

Yes beautiful! Crying Kylo with cum on his face as he's fucked by an impossibly wide cock.

Yes he's made for this. I'd feel just like Hux,soothing and whispering to him as I revel to watch him suffer more.

He breaks so beautifully.

my god this is so good

(BUT WAIT THERE'S MORE)

After Ren's initial protests, he submits; stoic, resigned, his mouth hardened in a grimace as Snoke continues to plow gracelessly into him, making his knees scrape along the floor with every lunging thrust. Ren gasps and chokes, whimpers with pain, allows tears to flow freely down his face. Hux keeps stroking and soothing him, feels Ren shudder when Snoke comes, hears his sob of relief when he's finally allowed to collapse to the floor.

“You're not finished yet.” Snoke is standing over him, adjusting his robes, looking almost circumspect, as if he hasn't just fucked Ren into a heavy-breathing stupor. Ren's upturned face is still begging Hux for something; his mouth open and drooling as he wheezes for breath and maybe there's a word or two in amongst all those sorry noises he's making but if there is Hux can't decipher it. “You haven't proved your worth to me. What do you think, General? Has he been useful?” Hux's guilt is equaled in intensity only by the force of his recent orgasm. One hand still grasping Ren's lowered head by the hair, he addresses Snoke, making every effort to keep a remorseful quaver from his voice.

“Not yet. He hasn't demonstrated his endurance. What good are brief displays like this? I want to know if he has stamina, if he's as disciplined as a true Knight of Ren should be.”

“Use your mouth again. Make your General's cock hard for you, little slut.” Snoke lifts one heavy hand and slaps Ren's ass, eliciting another cowed whimper from him. It doesn't take Hux long to get hard once more with a miserable and teary-eyed Ren working him over, Snoke encouraging him with an occasional open-handed slap to the rump or cut of the whip under his belly. Then Hux is on the floor with Ren crouching over his cock, his thighs filthy with blood and come, and then Hux is fucking into that mess, sliding easily into the hole that Snoke prepared for him. Only now does Ren finally speak, and at first Hux doesn't hear him over Snoke's harsh cawing laughter. Snoke's still plying the whip, cutting Ren across his back and shoulders as he rides Hux's cock, his thighs tensed and trembling and his arms thrust rigidly behind his back as if something's holding them there.

“Please,” Ren's muttering; biting his bruised lips, Hux's come still drying at the corners of his mouth. “Please don't make me do this. I can't, please, I'm not, I'm not strong enough...”

“You are.” Hux is reaching up now, actually caressing Ren's face, feeling the hot slickness of Ren's tears on his skin. “You're strong enough for me, Ren. Keep fucking yourself on my cock, there's my perfect little whore.” Hux kisses Ren, hard, with tongue and teeth, and Ren kisses him back, his cries of pain muffled in Hux's mouth as Snoke touches him up with the whip; striking the tenderest parts of his body, the stiff lash laid into his sides and belly, the undersides of his straining thighs.

“I can't,” Ren repeats, and the rising and falling of his body against Hux's is mechanical; he's gone stiff as a corpse, and Hux realizes that Snoke is using the Force to manipulate him, dragging him up and down as if he were a doll. Once again there's some part of Hux that dimly recognizes that this is wrong, that not even Kylo Ren deserves to be treated like this, but it's drowned out by the more immediate sensations of his tongue in Ren's mouth and his hands on Ren's hips and his cock sliding in and out of Ren's trapped body.

“Look at you,” Snoke's saying. “Naked, debased, restrained and fucked. Held against your will by the very Force you seek to control. Do you see what you've become now? Perhaps you were always meant to be a pathetic slut.” Ren doesn't reply, doesn't defend himself. His head hangs in shame, falls to one side as Snoke continues to lift him up and set him down, and there's a perverse grace to it, a gentleness to the rhythm of his movements. Ren is still sobbing, loudly and automatically, still somehow beautiful with his eyes screwed shut and his face blotched red and tears and snot dripping from his chin. Hux coos to him, speaks softly, wipes at Ren's eyes with the sleeves of his coat which he's rather amused to realize he's still wearing.

Then Snoke is behind him again, and before Hux realizes what's happening and well before he can speak a word in protest Snoke's eased his cock into Ren alongside Hux's, and with the both of them fucking him Ren goes suddenly and awfully silent, like he's in too much pain to keep crying. He rests his head on Hux's shoulder, and Hux hears nothing but his short uneven breaths, each one wrenched from him by Snoke's brutal thrusts. As before, Hux speaks reassuringly to him, doesn't pay any attention to what he's saying but just keeps moving his lips, talking in those same low murmuring tones, doing the best he can to retain whatever control he has left over the situation. Snoke's fucking both of them, his cock rubbing against Hux's, both of them forced so deep and tight into Ren that Hux can barely move. Hux comes with Ren's head still resting on his shoulder and Snoke's cock still moving alongside his; he allows himself a small sigh of relief, but Snoke isn't finished yet.

He withdraws from Ren, still hard. Ren's dropped to the floor by now, is rigid on all fours, as if waiting for something. The handle of the whip has somehow found its way into Hux's hands, and Snoke once more demonstrates his power; he uses Hux's bones and tendons and muscles to bring the heavy lash down on Ren's unprotected back, not once but again and again, until the skin splits and blood wells and drips thickly from his quivering sides. Ren's weeping starts again, gasping and rhythmic and slow, and Hux is made to keep beating him as Snoke rams his cock down Ren's throat.

All Hux can think now is that he wants this to end, that he shouldn't have to see Ren like this. Ren quiets abruptly and Hux realizes that Snoke has just come in his mouth, which is-- Hux is hardly squeamish, but there's something truly disquieting about the texture and volume of the viscous gray fluid that pours from between Ren's stretched lips as Snoke holds his head in place and rides out his climax. And then there's Kylo Ren, beaten bloody and fucked raw and coughing up his Supreme Leader's disgustingly silty jizz and still somehow holding himself upright.

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