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Emperor Hux/Kylo - Mpreg Ritual

[(Anonymous)]

Hux becomes Emperor and takes Kylo as his consort. He has been reading up on Imperial tradition throughout the ages and comes across a ritual where the Emperor impregnates his consort in front of his entire court as a way to ensure a strong heir is conceived. Kylo can be into it or not but has no real choice either way.

Bonus points if Hux keeps on his elaborate Emperor robes during the ritual but Kylo has to be completely naked.

Re: Emperor Hux/Kylo - Mpreg Ritual

[(Anonymous)]

oh god please.

Re: Emperor Hux/Kylo - Mpreg Ritual

[naulbunny]

Yessssss

Re: Emperor Hux/Kylo - Mpreg Ritual

[themodawakens]

Please remember that all comments except fills should be posted anonymously.

Re: Emperor Hux/Kylo - Mpreg Ritual

[(Anonymous)]

I'll take 30 of these.

Re: Emperor Hux/Kylo - Mpreg Ritual

[(Anonymous)]

I make no promises, OP, but, ummm... would you have a preference between old school mpreg, omegaverse, or kylo was born with a womb? (or even if Kylo actually can't get pregnant, but theres's a force miracle a la shmi?)

Re: Emperor Hux/Kylo - Mpreg Ritual

[(Anonymous)]

OP here. Thanks for taking an interest in the prompt! Would be thrilled if you decided to write a fill but obviously no pressure. I do have a bit of a soft spot for omegaverse but honestly I'd be happy with any of those options so whatever works best for you.

Re: Emperor Hux/Kylo - Mpreg Ritual

[(Anonymous)]

Oh man I love this prompt. Does vagina-having-but-still-a-dude Kylo work for you?

Re: Emperor Hux/Kylo - Mpreg Ritual

[(Anonymous)]

OP here and yes absolutely that would work for me!

Re: Emperor Hux/Kylo - Mpreg Ritual

[(Anonymous)]

AYRT

All righty then! ::cracks knuckles::

Re: Emperor Hux/Kylo - Mpreg Ritual

[(Anonymous)]

Yay! Super excited to see what you come up with!

Re: Emperor Hux/Kylo - Mpreg Ritual - FILL part 1/?

[(Anonymous)]

(tl;dr Hux is a freak)


"We have to prepare now. Come with me, and don't bother changing."

"What are you talking about?" Ren's already undressed for bed; in this case, Hux's bed, which he's been colonizing more and more frequently these days. He's wearing nothing but a thin robe, dark silk embroidered in red with pleasingly vague geometric patterns, diamonds and dashes and triangles of color lining the hem and cuffs. It's a pretty garment, a frivolous thing, something a woman might wear; as Hux has pointed out on more than one occasion.

“The fertility ritual. You want to conceive a strong heir for the Empire, don't you?”

Hux is by now intimately familiar with that look of disgusted incredulity on Ren's face; brows knit, dark eyes narrowed, lips drawn to one side in a sneer that's consistently more petulant than intimidating.

“I told you. I refuse to be insulted like this. Leave me, and take them with you.” Ren gestures to Hux's retinue, two Storm Troopers flanking him in full armor. They step forward, and Hux manages to stay well out of the way of the ensuing struggle, which ends with Ren stripped of his robe, breathing heavily and darting murderous glances at his tormentors with his hands shackled behind his back and a Force-curbing collar at his throat. Crude but necessary precautionary measures, Hux thinks, signaling to the Storm Troopers to remove their helmets.

“Females.”

“As is tradition. Do you know, Ren, it's also tradition that the Emperor's first named consort, the bearer of his heir apparent, should be a virgin. A virtuous maiden girl, chosen for her beauty and chastity, altogether ignorant of the ways of men and empires. I suppose we'll just have to make do with what we have.”

“You,” Ren snarls, lunging towards Hux, being brought up short by the Storm Trooper holding his chain. He falls back, but his eyes are still glinting dangerously. “You could have had your virgin girl, o Great One. You're taking me instead.”

“Not to worry, Ren. You'll soon look the part, at least.” Ren is dragged after Hux to the antechamber where Hux has assembled all the necessary bits and bobs: the cases of jewelry recovered from their cold-storage vaults, sheaves of planet-grown flowers, vials of pigment to apply to Ren's skin. There's a basin of water as well, and Ren stands quietly enough while his handmaidens bathe him. There follows an orgy of plucking and sanding and scraping, as the two women use an arsenal of specially-ordered tools to remove every hair from Ren's body.

“You're looking more fertile already.” Hux passes a hand over the denuded mound of Ren's pussy; prominent labia minora, he'd noticed that before, nothing about Ren is self-contained. Hux opens Ren gently and rubs at him, familiar slick warmth, Ren's anticipatory wetness on his fingertips.

“Don't touch me.” Ren snarls; another empty threat. Hux is looking forward to making a domesticated creature of him, something soft and languid and elegant to drape at the foot of his throne. Collared, kept, shackled hand and foot, heavy and swollen with Hux's Imperial offspring. It had seemed such an impossible dream, once.

Re: Emperor Hux/Kylo - Mpreg Ritual - FILL part 1/?

[(Anonymous)]

OP here. So excited to read your fill anon. This was a great start and I can't wait for more!

Re: Emperor Hux/Kylo - Mpreg Ritual - FILL part 1/?

[(Anonymous)]

Oooh pls continue >_>

Re: Emperor Hux/Kylo - Mpreg Ritual - FILL part 1/?

[(Anonymous)]

delicious start so far. excited to see what comes next >:D

Re: Emperor Hux/Kylo - Mpreg Ritual - FILL part 1/?

[(Anonymous)]

This is brilliant. XD

Re: Emperor Hux/Kylo - Mpreg Ritual - FILL part 2/?

[(Anonymous)]

Hux revels in Ren's obvious discomfort, slips two fingers into him and twists him open roughly while the two female Storm Troopers look on with blank expressions. Well-trained, unlike Ren; Hux could have either of them on her knees with a single brisk command. Ren was never easy to deal with, never docile or tractable in the slightest, never particularly affectionate even in his most unguarded moments.

“I imagine it will be painful,” Hux says, still probing with two fingers at the muscular walls of Ren's vaginal canal. “You've never given birth before, have you? You're a virgin in that respect, at least.”

“You can't do this to me.” Hux is gratified to note that Ren sounds at least a little bit panicked, as if he knows there's no avoiding what's about to happen to him; that anything the Emperor wills inevitably comes to pass. The two Storm Troopers crouch beside him with their vials and brushes, begin to paint his skin with the ancient signs required by the ritual: spirals, waves, concentric circles of green and blue. Rib bones and nipples gilded, throat lined with paler white beneath the collar. Then the jewels: webs and chains of precious metals in their corroded cases, delicate strands clustered thickly with faceted drops of green, of rainwater gray and tawny gold and depthless smoked-blue lilac. Sapphires from Naboo, topazes from Coruscant, shimmering white opals from the deepest pits of Alderaan herself.

Hux removes the rings and necklaces and collars and cuffs one by one from their nests and reverently arranges them on Ren's body, and when he's finished there's scarcely an inch of it that isn't painted or begemmed. Ren's handmaidens weave flowers into his hair, long-stemmed white lilies with orange hearts, and apply subtler color- the sorts of ordinary cosmetics any woman might wear-- to brighten his lips and cheeks. Ren is magnificently transformed, standing before the full-length mirror Hux had recquisitioned for exactly that purpose.

“Look at this elegant creature. Very nearly worthy of an Emperor, I daresay.”

“I daresay you've made me look like a whore.” Ren turns to one side, shrugs his shoulders stiffly; as if he's afraid to move, afraid to confirm that this hallucinatory reflection really belongs to him.

“A goddess.” Hux places a hand on Ren's back, draws his fingertips slowly down the ridge of Ren's spine. “A vision of divine beauty.” Ren snorts, shrugs and shakes himself free of Hux's hands.

“I suppose you're finished.”

“There's one more thing.” A last crucial adornment, one that Ren isn't going to enjoy at all. It takes a Storm Trooper leaning with all her strength on each of his thighs, and there's still a great deal of thrashing and kicking, but eventually Hux gets the tiny gold ring secured through the shaft of Ren's clitoris. Ren and Hux stand upright, panting and eyeing each other with mutual enmity, while the Storm Troopers remove the various components of Hux's ceremonial dress from a series of musty garment bags.

Re: Emperor Hux/Kylo - Mpreg Ritual - FILL part 2/?

[(Anonymous)]

Ugh. Kinks I didn't know I had. Amazing job, authornon. Can't wait to read the rest.

Re: Emperor Hux/Kylo - Mpreg Ritual - FILL part 2/?

[(Anonymous)]

Bless you for this lovely update, A!Anon

Re: Emperor Hux/Kylo - Mpreg Ritual - FILL part 2/?

[(Anonymous)]

Ugh, Hux just casually finger-fucking him like that, like he's testing the ripeness of a melon...SO HOT.

Re: Emperor Hux/Kylo - Mpreg Ritual - FILL part 2/?

[(Anonymous)]

You hit the nail on the head, anon. I might say my OTP is Kylux but I think it's actually Kylo/Disinterested Fingerfucking

Re: Emperor Hux/Kylo - Mpreg Ritual - FILL part 2/?

[(Anonymous)]

Holy fuck holy fuck holy fuck

Re: Emperor Hux/Kylo - Mpreg Ritual - FILL part 3/?

[(Anonymous)]

“You're sealing your own fate,” Ren announces, when he's regained his breath. “The fall of your Empire. If you use me like this, you'll have courted and won your own ruin.”

“So my empire will have at least one conquest to its name.” Hux admires Ren in all his splendid fury; eyes shining, teeth bared, chest heaving; lovely, the way his high small breasts quiver with the plunging of his breath. Hux is hard beneath the robes that his two obedient girls drape and fasten over his shoulders, great obscuring swaths of brocaded fabric hemmed with fur and inset with more precious gems. He bears up under their great weight, as is expected of him, and when he enters the audience chamber it's as if he's stepped into a waking dream. The entirety of the First Order is in attendance, down to the lowliest foot soldier. There are courtiers, ambassadors, delegates and heads of state, minor rulers from all over the galaxy. Supreme Leader Snoke stands beside the banner-draped dais; there are flowers heaped around it. Ren's marriage bed, and what a wedding night this promises to be.

Every knee is bent and every head is bowed as Hux takes up his position before the dais; Ren is eased down onto it by his attendants, no longer struggling but glaring haughtily at the assemblage as if issuing a challenge, his eyes still gleaming fiercely in his painted face. He's almost noble in his outrage, like some warlike heroine in an ancient epic.

“Look at you.” Hux can't resist gloating, can't help but be pleased that every eye in the congregation is fixed on Ren and his finery; sure, Ren's name and image are known to most of those present, but none are exactly familiar with the sight of him naked and dripping with jewels. “Finally adorned as you deserve, aren't you? I always thought your manner of dress was somewhat dowdy, for a princess of Alderaan.”

“I was never a princess.”

“You're royalty now. Right hand of an Emperor.” Hux speaks lowly, his mouth at Ren's ear, which is pierced and hung heavy with chandelier cascades of many-faceted crystals that chime softly when he moves. The hall is otherwise silent, the spectators stilled with anticipation, Snoke watching Hux expectantly, and Hux grasps Ren's knees and coaxes his legs open to display him to his audience.

“Is this the vessel you've chosen?” Snoke begins the ritual, the traditional call-and-response, one hand resting on Ren's belly, fingers trailing downwards towards the soft swell of his mons pubis. One of the Storm Troopers standing close at hand produces a tiny vial of oil, which she breaks open and uses to anoint Hux's hands.

“This is the vessel I've chosen, which I now prepare to receive my seed.” Hux pushes his slick fingers into Ren; two at first, then three, stretching Ren as wide as he can without hurting him. There are gasps and murmurs from the crowd, mutterings of shock and disapproval, but Ren himself remains dutifully silent, legs held stiffly apart as Hux's fingers spread him.

“Name for the Imperial Court the woman you have chosen to sit at your right hand.”

“Kylo Ren.” More indistinct murmuring, some fierce snorts of indignation from Ren. “A daughter of Alderaan, with royal blood in her veins. The children of our union will be twice blessed.”

“Now enter your vessel, and empty your seed. May an heir be conceived, by the might of the Empire.” Hux is surprised to find that his hands are trembling as he draws aside his robes. He stands between Ren's wide-sprawled legs; Ren's eyes are closed, and he appears determined to ignore the ceremony and his own part in it, but he flinches when Hux's erect cock brushes against the soft skin of his inner thigh.

“Open your eyes, Ren.” Hux speaks to him sotto voce, receives no indication that he's heard. “They'll think you've fallen asleep.” He nudges the head of his cock between the parted lips of Ren's pussy, and several members of the audience cheer out loud. There are hoots and whistles and applause as Hux begins to fuck his consort, the precise patterns of blue and green paint on Ren's body smeared and marred by Hux's grasping hands.

Re: Emperor Hux/Kylo - Mpreg Ritual - FILL part 3/?

[(Anonymous)]

*nose bleeds* GUH. So hot.

Re: Emperor Hux/Kylo - Mpreg Ritual - FILL part 3/?

[(Anonymous)]

Ugh thank you for continuing this fill. I'm in love.