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Tags: dubcon, dom!Kylo, spanking (how'd that sneak in there woops)

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Through all his posturing and pomposity, Hux is nothing more than a repressed bureaucrat, impotent rage simmering just beneath the surface. A man so desperate for control he's convinced himself he has it.

Kylo feels that it's high time someone reminds the General that control is an illusion, that the path to true power starts by embracing one's darkest desires. Kylo hears a voice, encouraging and demanding all at once, and he chooses to listen.

With barely any effort, Kylo extends his senses to beyond the walls of his quarters and he doesn't have to search far. The General is in his own room next door, finishing up a sonic shower.

Hux is stepping out of the refresher when someone shoves him face first into his mattress. He struggles with the intruder, wishing he had kept his blaster within reach, when his wrists are roughly pinned to the small of his back and a hot breath descends on his ear.

"Relax, General. It's only me."

If anything, Hux redoubles his efforts, now fueled by outrage. "What the fuck do you think you're doing, Ren?"

Ren sits on the back of his thighs to keep him still. Hux only has a small towel around his waist, which is convenient. "I'm giving you something you want." He grinds his dick into the cleft of Hux's ass, already hard from earlier when he was imagining what he's about to do. "You should be pleased."

Hux attempts to buck him off which only causes his towel to ride up, revealing smooth, pale skin. Easily gripping both of Hux’s slim wrists in one large hand, Ren uses his other to grope his ass, palming one cheek then the other, bunching the towel up by his waist. He pinches a cheek, watching the soft skin redden.

“Ren, get off.” It comes out muffled, Hux having buried his face in the mattress. His mind is a swirl of arousal and shame. He shouldn’t let this happen, shouldn’t be getting hard, rubbing his dick against the bed.

“You want me to stop?”

“Yes.” Hux sounds broken. “Please.”

But Ren hears something else in his voice. He reaches between Hux’s legs, caresses his balls, tight with lust, to his cock, already at half-mast. He fingers the slit and Hux bites back a moan. “You want this. I’ve seen your mind.”

Hux shakes his head, lips pressed together. But he couldn’t hold back a gasp when a slick finger probes his hole, slipping in none too gently. He clenches around the intrusion.

“Shh, shh,” As if Ren is soothing a startled animal. “This’ll be easier if you relax. Come on, Hux.” He adds another finger, pushing past the tight ring of muscle. “Be a good boy.”

Hux flushes at the endearment, eyes squeezed shut. He hates the way his body responds, with little shudders and mewls, his toes curling when Ren rubs against his prostate. Ren knows this, so he does it again and again until Hux is panting open-mouthed, drooling a bit onto the sheets.

Hux whimpers when the fingers are suddenly removed, leaving him to clench around air, and Ren forces his thighs apart, lifting him by the hips to his knees. He’s pulled his cock from his robes and guides it to Hux’s hole, sinking in bit by bit with shallow thrusts until he’s buried to the hilt.

With his wrists still behind his back, Hux’s face is shoved into the mattress with each snap of Ren’s hips, a brutal onslaught the fills the room with the sound of skin on skin. Ren is mesmerized by the pretty curve of Hux’s spine, his slim waist leading to bony hips, the dimples on his lower back, just above the pert ass Ren is slamming into. “You take it so well, Hux. You were made to take my cock.” He groans. “So wet.”

Hux can do little more than hang on, knees slipping from the force of the pounding, biting down on the sheets when Ren changes angle, hitting deeper, catching his prostate. His surface thoughts are clouded by pleasure, but Ren can make out his need to touch himself, to bring forth his release and end this. Of course the General still thinks he’s in control, as if he has any say in when this will be over.

Ren slaps his ass, hard, drawing out a surprised shout from Hux, who clamps down deliciously on his dick. He runs a hand over the flaming skin, soothing away the sting, only to land another blow with a loud smack. This repeats several times until Hux is openly wailing, hands balled into fists from where they’re still pinned behind his back, pain spilling over into pleasure and back again until he’s begging, not even sure for what. He comes screaming Ren’s name, Ren following soon after with a moan, pumping into him through his orgasm.

Hux collapses on the bed, boneless, rubbing at his newly released wrists when he’s abruptly flipped over. Still breathless, “Ren, what are you--?”

“I’m not done with you.” Ren takes him by the back of the knees and pushes them to his chest, spreading him open so he can look at Hux’s dripping hole.

“Ren, I’m going to be sore.” Hux whines, shoving feebly at the arms holding him open.

“Do I have to tie your hands to the bed, or are you going to be good?”

HIs traitorous dick twitches hopefully at the idea, but Hux obediently keeps his arms above his head, right wrist loosely gripping the left.

“Good boy.” It’s all the preamble Ren gives before shoving back into Hux, still hard after coming. It’s extra slick this time, cum coating his dick as he pumps in and out. Hux squirms at the feeling, the wet sounds, face alight with shame as his cock takes a liking to both. His eyes are averted as he bites his lip to keep silent.

That won’t do. Ren grasps his chin. “Look at me.” When Hux ignores him, Ren repeats, “Look. At. Me.” each word punctuated by a violent thrust that sends Hux further up the bed. Finally, Hux glares at him, lip bleeding from where he’s broken skin trying to stay quiet. He’s flushed a pleasing shade of pink, hair matted down with sweat, but his eyes are sharp.

Ren throws his legs over his shoulders, nearly bending him in half as he leans down to lick at the blood on Hux’s lip. The new angle causes Hux to gasp and Ren delves in for a kiss, making sure Hux can taste the coppery tang on his tongue as well.

He sets a relentless pace, pulling out to the tip before slamming back in, swallowing up Hux’s whimpers. His balls draw up and he drives in one more time before coming, panting against Hux’s lips, his cum spilling out as it overflows.

When he pulls out, more cum dribbles onto the sheets, and Hux’s dick jumps at the sensation. He’s hard again too and Ren sits back on his heels to admire the sight, pushing Hux’s knees apart to look at his aching hole. “You’re filthy, General.”

Hux has his forearms thrown over his face, covering his eyes. He grits his teeth when Ren starts to stroke him, thighs falling further apart. Ren thumbs the sensitive rim of his hole, smearing cum around as Hux spasm around nothing. It gives him such satisfaction to know that he did this, filled Hux up with his seed, fucked him into the bed, made him scream his name.

And made him come twice, he adds as Hux spurts all over his own stomach and chest with a drawn out moan. Ren climbs up to sit by Hux’s head, gently prying his arms away from his face. Hux looks away, eyes red and cheeks tear stained. He flinches when Ren leans in to kiss his wet face, nuzzle at his sweaty temples. “Such a good boy.” Ren breathes against his ear.

Then Ren gets up, tucking himself back in, his robes looking no worse for wear, while Hux is--

Left catching his breath, spread out on the soiled bedsheets, Ren’s cum leaking out of his ass while his own cools on his stomach. He lies prone, staring unblinkingly at the ceiling, perhaps in disbelief.

Ren smirks and gives him a chaste, mocking kiss on his forehead before sweeping out. He pauses on the threshold between the bedroom and foreroom, turning back to take one last look. “Until next time, General.”

He exits, the door to Hux’s quarters sliding shut behind him.

I love dom!kylo!!! thanks for this! :)

we need more dom!Kylo thanks for writting it

OP Here ! I totally forgot about this prompt but I'm so, so, so glad I found it in my bookmarks !! Thank you so much !!!

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