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(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.

AYRT

I was considering whether Hux should start experiencing some kind of remorse or just keep going along with the Kylo whump and something in my brain just went BOTH. BOTH IS GOOD

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.

Yes yesssssssss Kylo being ruined is beautiful and makes the world go round. if u gonna include them recording it and making Kylo watch, what do you think about them also sending the recording to Leua so she can see what's become of her son?

OH DAMN I forgot about that bit. Horrible and awesome at the same time, is what I think!

Dnzdjbshh if you write more including Leia/Han getting a recording I will give you a kidney. Kylo's parents being forced to watch horrible things happen to him is one of my favorite ways to hell.

OP just found out you updated. ANd I love love love your hux voice.

He totally knows the wrongness of things but he's lorded over by his sensation, his wants his desires!!

I just found the update. You should post it in the fill post, if you haven't already. This is hitting all my kinks and I can't get enough of it!

Snoke grasps Ren's hair, pulls his head back and slaps him across the face hard enough to send him sprawling to the floor, and this time he doesn't get up again. Ren's still crying, almost soundlessly now, sharp intakes of breath and wounded-animal groans interspersed with coughing and gagging as he spits up the last of Snoke's come. He continues to retch for a while without bringing anything up, and Hux finds himself unable to look away, both revolted and fascinated by the spectacle Ren's become. Violated, disgraced, unable to so much as crawl on all fours to escape his tormentor, who- Hux realizes-- appears to have excused himself already. Without much ado, Snoke has disappeared, leaving Hux utterly alone with a half-conscious and brutalized Kylo Ren who's still trying without much success to empty the contents of his stomach.

“Stop,” Hux says. He crouches beside Ren, places a cautious hand on his shoulder. “You're going to tear your guts out doing that.”

“Don't touch me.” Ren bares his teeth at Hux, briefly, before a fresh paroxysm of nausea rips through him and he gags spectacularly, still nothing coming out but a thin string of dribble that could be Hux's come or Snoke's or just Ren's own bloodied saliva.

“You very obviously need medical attention.”

“It's only pain. It's meant to strengthen me.” Ren tries and fails to raise himself up onto his knees, and whatever soft parts of Hux's heart can't stand to see any sapient being reduced to such wretchedness twinge uncomfortably. Hux slides his fingertips between the smooth hard edge of the curbing collar and Ren's skin, probing along its circumference for some kind of latch or clasp.

“I'm going to take the collar off.” Hux's fingers find the catch, fumble with it until something snaps and the collar comes away in his hands. Ren gives no indication that he recognizes Hux as his deliverer; only shows his teeth again, snaps desultorily at Hux's hands when they settle on his neck.

“Go away.”

“You're hurt.”

“Supreme Leader won't let me...”

“Do you think he won't let you die, Ren? Do you recall what he's done to you? A creature like Snoke should never have been allowed such power over something as beautiful and useful as your body.” Hux gets an arm under Ren and starts pulling him upright, and Ren doesn't resist, but neither is he particularly helpful.

“He wants me to endure this pain. To be shaped by it. Remade. Each time he corrects me, I grow stronger.”

“Can you walk? Stand, now, come on, I need you to...” Ren lurches to his feet, leaning heavily on Hux's shoulder. He's no longer bleeding; his body, Hux supposes, having instinctively begun to heal itself as soon as the Force was allowed to flood back into it. “You need help, Ren. And a great deal of rest.”

Naked and thoroughly chastened, Ren clings to Hux as they make their way through the mercifully empty corridors of the ship. He clings mindlessly, like a child, like he no longer knows who or what Hux is besides a warm upright human body in close enough proximity to comfort him. Hux feels strangely powerful now, more powerful than he'd felt forcing his cock down Ren's throat. He props Ren up as long as he has to, leaves him in medbay passed-out facedown in a vast white bed with droids swarming and chirping around him. Hux returns to his own quarters and showers as if he's performing a purification ritual, aware of every inch of his skin as if it's a soiled garment that he can't take off. He feels the strangest slightest vibration in his bones, what must be the aftershock of Snoke's power entering him. Beyond that he doesn't feel Snoke, or Ren, at all.

Op here is in love with you!!

BLESS THIS IM SO HAPPY

OMGGGG so wrong but so well done! As a fellow Kylo ruiner and supplier of Snoke/Kylo, I salute you! *fistbump*

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