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FILL - Re: Gangbanged tied up Hux

[vilya_mariposa]

Hux jerked awake as a loud metal snap echoed though the room. There were drapes all around and he was strapped to an older model of interrogation chair. He took note of his naked state as five people and an alien milled around him.

A woman with a careworn face and silver streaks in her blonde hair ran her hand down his chest. “You’re a thin one.”

The only man of the group came over and ran his hand up one of Hux’s legs, “But there’s strength there, sister.”

“I’ll be careful.”

Hux could feel hands all over him and the most unusual feeling of a reptilian tongue flicking on the side of his neck.

“I don’t know who you are, but I’m…”

“Why don’t we go to my quarters and I can show you the advantages of being my lover.”

Hux was confused and due to the touching halfway aroused. “You overheard that?”

“You said it to my helmet.”

Now Hux was confused, that was part of a proposition he had made to one of Ren’s knights, not some middle-aged hussy.

“Middle-aged hussy?!” the woman asked, then grabbed his cock firmly. “Sister! Bring the cock ring, he’s lost the privilege of a quick orgasm.”

Hux protested as one of the younger women slipped a cock ring on him. She wore only a fancy necklace and a pair of anklets, otherwise nude.

“What is this? What are you doing in here?” A familiar voice questioned as Kylo fought his way through the curtained maze.

Hux opened his mouth to call out and the alien shoved a dildo in his mouth.

Kylo emerged, “Ah, there he is.” He looked at the oldest woman.

She walked over and wrapped arm around him, her sheer shift hiding nothing. “He called me a hussy, Master.”

Kylo reached out with the Force and pulled the dildo free. “And why would you do such a rude thing General?”

“Slaves?”

Kylo looked insulted and lightly smacked Hux in the face with the dildo. “Knights. Yes, all of them. So if you had a one in six chance of getting a human male.”

“He prefers males?”

“Yes.”

“Get me out of here!” Hux demanded.

Kylo stuffed the dildo back in Hux’s mouth. “Try not to hurt him too much.”

Hux muttered something around the dildo.

“No, I’m not a participant in their entertainments. Vow of chastity, remember?” He accepted a kiss on the cheek from the man before disappearing into the drapery.

“I’m Vicrul, that’s Cardo, Ushar, Trudgen, Kuruk, and Ap’lek. Remember those names, you’ll be screaming them later.” She dropped her sheer shift and pinched one of Hux’s nipples before attaching a clamp. He writhed as a lubed finger began probing at his entrance.

There was good natured debate about who was going first and who was going to do what. Hux was unable to follow as they had switched to a lyrical foreign language the names the only understandable parts.

Finally the smallest woman, who was still tall and muscular with dark brown hair stepped forward. She shared a kiss with Vicrul who fingered the woman while the man slicked up Hux’s cock. The chair was tilted back to nearly flat. There were a few attempts to make it flat, then a younger blonde called out, “Master! What’s the trick?” a muffed voice shouted back directions and then the chair was laid flat. “Thank you, Master!”

“Up you get, Kuruk.”

She chuckled then moaned as she sunk down on Hux’s cock. She braced herself on his hips as she used him. Hux panted around the dildo which was finally removed as Ap’lek straddled his face. He tried to keep his mouth closed, stubbornly refusing to participate. Cardo smacked the bottom of Hux’s foot and he yelped and Ap’lek sank down on him, ordering, “Make me cum.”

It had been a while but Hux very quickly remembered what women liked about this and eventually made the woman come.

Kuruk cried out as she reached orgasm and was helped off the general. She helped Trudgen up onto the chair and helped her sink down on Hux’s cock.

Ap’lek accepted Cardo’s help off and he leaned over to lick her fluids off Hux’s face, Vicrul joining him. Ushar helped Vicrul onto Hux’s face. He moaned in exasperation but gamely began eating her out.

“Something wrong sister?” Vicrul asked Trudgen reaching out to play with her breasts.

Trudgen moaned, “Nice, but still not my thing.”

Vicrul moved a hand down to play with Trudgen’s clit and fairly soon she was coming. Vicrul moaned her climax shortly after and they accepted help off the general who let out a frustrated noise as they rotated him to be face down.

Ushar came up from below him and began to lick his cock then shifted up to slide him inside her. Hux tried to protest but broke off when he felt a cock head probe his entrance. “Ready or not here I come.” Cardo shoved in slowly, making Hux cry out in frustration.

Hux wailed as the cock ring was released and he came into Ushar, who gave an ululating cry of pleasure. He lay in the restraints panting as Cardo’s thrusts got more and more powerful.

Cardo came with a soft roar, thrusting until he began to soften. Ap’lek helped him to settle on cushions and they kissed and groped each other.

Hux yelped as the nipple clamps were removed and hew was released from the chair. He batted away their help in getting redressed and refused their help in finding his way out of the ship.



Kylo looked up as Vicrul and Ap’lek entered his alcove both still nude. He looked up and gave up trying to read as they settled in on either side of him. “You are making it hard to hold to my vows.”

Vicrul laughed softly, “That old thing? I predict that once you get your hands on the scavenger girl it’s a goner.” He snorted and she kissed his cheek while Ap’lek tucked her head into the crook of his neck and shoulder. He shifted his arm and gave her hip a fond series of circular caresses. His other hand cradled Vicrul’s head and he propped up the book to continue reading as the women dozed on either side of him.

FILL - Re: Gender Bending

[vilya_mariposa]

Kylo Ren had been reliably informed that General Hux was ill and had lost his voice and would work from his quarters.

General Hux did not do that. He had once come to his shift delirious with fever and double vision. Kylo had prepared himself for a day full of cranky Hux, for the night before he had been forced to entertain his father’s old cronies, a group of vile and disgusting men.

Kylo was between worried and intrigued and headed for Hux’s quarters after finding out that no medical droid had been summoned by Hux.

There was a message on his door that referred the curious to his second in command. Kylo reached out to wretch the door open, then paused, opting for a more subtle approach. He reached for his slicing tools.


Hux hated his father’s cronies and made sure he stayed sober in their presence. Waking up weak and nauseous was perplexing, covered in sweat was gross but manageable. Waking up a woman was a huge problem.

He yanked his sleep shirt of and tossed it onto the floor. He touched his chest again and gave a choked out noise that would have been a scream of panic in other people. He reached down and palmed them, shivering at the pleasurable excitement then yanked his hands away. He panted through a surge of anxiety as he laid back down on the bed, frowning at the movement of the breasts.

He took a few deep breaths, then closed his eyes and slid his hand inside his sleep pants. He fought the surge of panic as he felt for the missing cock. He took a few deep breaths as he tried to get ahold of his emotions. He reached down and explored the unfamiliar equipment, stopping when an unfamiliar thrill of arousal ran though him. He lay panting, trying his best not to panic.

After texting in sick he disabled all voice and vid channels, showered, and then began a meticulous review of the previous evening.


He heard his door opening and he grabbed a blaster. He aimed it at the figure in the doorway, “Give me a reason to not shoot you, Ren.”

“I changed your door code when I sliced my way in. And you have a problem.”

Hux sensed Kylo’s bemused scrutiny but eventually lowered the blaster. “Leader Snoke did put you at my disposal. Have you ever heard of anything like this?”

“Only whispers and rumors. 10211956 by the way.” Kylo said, “I suppose you’ve already made a list of events that could’ve led to this?”

Hux held out the data pad but flinched when Kylo got too close. Kylo pulled it over to him, maintaining his distance. Hux frowned, “I don’t know why I reacted like that.” Then he frowned, “Why did you use my mother’s birthdate as a door code.”

“Well, that’s a coincidence.”

“What?”

“Our mothers were born on the same day.”

Hux hated to admit it but Kylo did have a sharp intelligence when he was not having a tantrum.

Hux jumped up as the door began opening, Kylo said, “Medical override, I can see the panel from here.”

“Get rid of them!” Hux hissed proceeding to lock himself in the bathroom.

Commandant Achar entered and openly frowned when seeing Kylo standing in Hux’s outer room. “Leave, this does not concern you.”

“You misused the medical override, I know you are not a member of the medical staff and reportedly even have difficulty with the application of bacta strips.”

“You need to leave, I have urgent business with General Hux.” Commandant Achar shifted as if he was uncomfortable.

Kylo noticed the source of the old man’s discomfort, “What kind of business? He’s not feeling well.”

Commandant Achar looked surprised and an emotion Kylo could not immediately name, the old man pointed to the door, “Leave.”

“You first, he needs some sleep.”

“You leave, I will make sure she is taken care of.”

Kylo shifted and could see Hux’s outraged face peering out through a crack in the refresher door, and rightly assumed Commandant Achar could not see him from the other room.

Kylo thrust out his hand and grabbed Commandant Achar, “No more games, tell me why you are really here.”

“Rotten punk!”

“Talk!”

Commandant Achar struggled for a few moments, then grunted out, “He was supposed to be made a woman by now! I came to impregnate her!”

Kylo looked over and saw the utterly confused look on Hux’s face, “Wouldn’t hiring him a woman be easier? I mean, the drugs you had to take are not the most pleasant. And you can’t be comfortable.” Kylo sensed that Commandant Achar was trying to hold back and gave the man a shake.

“Not my idea, but orders are orders.”

“Brendol Hux.”

Hux burst out of the refresher and began unloading on Commandant Achar, “Why in the name of the Force would you do this? He’s dead, and anything he intended should die with him! I have made my own way, working against his demeaning and discouraging words! He was a horrible person and I’m glad he’s dead!”

“How dare you speak of your father like that! He was a great and honorable man…”

“Lord Ren! Throw him out!”

Kylo opened the door and hurled Commandant Achar out the door into the hallway. He closed the door and asked, “May I use your console for a moment?”

Hux nodded and sat down, flinching at the movement. “Damn boobs.”

Kylo smiled under his helmet, “Proper undergarments and sitting gracefully.” He pulled up a screen displaying a planetary system. “He stopped here on his way to the little party last night. The fifth planet has a methane atmosphere and is the source of a drug that is rumored to produce a sex change, only made permanent by making that person pregnant. Otherwise it is a few days of this.” Kylo waved his hand at Hux’s condition.

Hux had calmed down. “Well, I guess I can work from here, not great for efficiency, what are you doing?” He asked as Kylo was rummaging through Hux’s laundry.

Kylo tested the stretch of some sheets, then ripped them into a long strip. Hux gave up protesting.

“Shirt off.”

“What?”

Kylo waved the strip, Hux frowned but turned away and took his shirt off. He held his arms up and let Kylo wrap him rather tightly. After he felt the end tucked in he stepped away, giving a couple of bounces on his feet.

“That’s better, thank you.”

“Unwrap it slowly, I don’t think it’s too tight but unwrapping it slowly will show you how to do it on your own. Or I can…”

“No, you’ve been enough help. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome General.” Kylo nodded and left the quarters.

FILL - Re: Reylo - Amnesiafic, bonding

[(Anonymous)]

Rey woke to the sound of an explosion and covered her face instinctually. She realized someone was covering her with their body.

She realized it was Kylo Ren and she moved her arms to push him away when she noticed his face was covered in blood. His eyes were closed in concentration as he used the Force to hold back the majority of the debris. When the debris stopped falling, he lowered his hand and would have hit the ground if Rey had not caught him and eased him to the ground.

She spotted an emergency bag and rummaged through it and found the medical kit and a cloth to wipe his face with. She felt his head and found a terrible gash and what promised to be a nasty bump later under his thick hair.

She set up a lean-to nearby and dragged him into it, then settled in beside him right before a downpour started.

Rey cleaned up her superficial injuries and worried that he was more hurt than he appeared. She had seen people less injured than him die. She reached out and shook his shoulder to see if he would wake up.

He did not respond at first then asked, “Can you make the pitter patter noises stop?”

Rey listened and realized he meant the rain. “I can’t turn off the rain.”

There was a long pause which Rey realized was him pushing past pain and confusion, “Are you sure? I’ve been to a planet where they could.”

“That’s probably not this one.” She reached out and brushed the hair out of his face, “Can you open your eyes? I need to check your pupils.”

“Is that truly necessary? I’d rather not have my head squished by a, oh, one of those big furry sometimes angry people?”

Rey was beginning to be concerned by his memory issues. “Do you know who you are?”

A long few moments passed, “No.”

“Do you know who I am?”

He furrowed his brow, winced at the pain then said, “No, but I know you’re pretty.”

Rey sighed, “You have a really bad head injury.”

He smiled at her then, his eyes still closed, “But I’m not wrong about you being pretty. Even when you scrunch up your nose, that’s really adorable.”

She realized with a start he was flirting with her. “Please let me see your eyes, you are having memory problems.” She leaned over and looked carefully as he painfully opened his eyes. She frowned, “Not looking good.”

“Doesn’t feel good.”

“Just lay there and rest, that’s about all we can do for you right now.” She tidied up the area a bit when she noticed him reaching out for her. “What’s wrong, Ben?”

His face quirked then he said, “Is that my name? I’m feeling a bit nauseous, but I really want to know your name, or I can call you Beautiful. That’s not difficult.”

She did her best to not roll her eyes. “I’m Rey.” She dug in the kit and came up with an anti-emetic tablet and helped him take it. She held his hand while they waited for it to take effect.

“If we are already together, then I apologize for forgetting.”

“It’s not your fault.” She fiddled with an item from the emergency kit.

He watched her for a few minutes, “It’s a beacon finder. Useful for finding communication hubs of all kinds.”

“It’s saying that there is a beacon two valleys over.”

“So when do we set out?”

“You can’t even stand up, let alone cross some rugged terrain. You need rest and medical attention.”

“And I am in no shape to protect myself and I will not risk your survival by making you stay here longer than you should. I will not abandon you to the wilderness.”

Rey set the device down and reached over and put her hands on him, to calm him down. “Ben, shhh, take it easy.” She waited until he calmed down, then said, “We will wait until morning, then reassess, all right?”

*

“By the vigorous growth of the plants around here we are probably in this area’s summertime,” He struggled with the ration pack in his hand. “Rey, I think I have forgotten how to open one of these.”

Rey reached out and opened it for him. “We will go slow, take frequent rest breaks and the easiest paths.” She held up her hand in a gesture she had seen General Leia use, “No arguments.”

He chewed slowly and thoughtfully, “You just used one of my mother’s gestures, do you know her?”

“Yes.”

“The ritual of, oh dear. There is some Alderaani custom of the betrothed doing something with the family of, oh kriff.”

“Ben, it’s okay.”

“She’s so beautiful.”

“She is beautiful, you have her eyes.”

He chuckled and finished chewing on his ration.


He watched as she disassembled the lean to and began packing it away. “I can carry one of the packs.”

“No.”

“I’m…”

“No!” Rey repeated, then in a softer tone, “You need rest and I can carry all of this with no problem, I’ve carried worse loads on Jakku.” She finished cinching up the bags.

“Can I have the poles? If the gravity suddenly shifts the poles could help prevent me from falling.”

Rey smiled, realizing that she was dealing with a master politician and negotiator. She shouldered the bags, handed him the poles and watched him lever himself to his feet.

*

They made it to base of the valley by the end of the first day. It was clear to Rey that Ben was exhausted but refusing to admit it. They found an overhang and just unrolled the sleeping bags, not bothering with the lean-to.

Ben tried to refuse dinner, “I can’t, I’m just not hungry.” He tried to get up and pace the small overhang area as the evening rains began.

Rey pushed him back down and held out the ration pack to him and he sighed. Rey asked, “Will you eat it if I feed it to you?”

He looked up, shocked, then flinched at the pain in his head that motion caused. Rey made a sympathetic noise and went to sit next to him on the outcrop of rock he was sitting on. In a slow gesture he tugged her onto his lap. They took a moment to look at each other in mild shock, but Rey moved forward and held out the first bite of the ration pack. He smiled flirtatiously and took it from her hand and chewed slowly.

*

They set out just after first light. They went slowly, Ben not even protesting, well aware of his own limitations.

“We will stop frequently, are you okay with that?”

“No, but it’s a necessity. I’ll cope.”


They rested on a large flat boulder about an hour after setting out.

“This rock is cold, kind of strange and weird.” He said after a few moments. “I don’t feel like we should rest here too long.”

“Are you sure you’re up to it?”

“Walking with a concussion is going to be safer than falling over because my butt froze.” He levered himself to his feet with the poles.

Rey sighed and followed him, not being able to argue with him, not having as much experience with the cold as she had, even if he could not remember it.


“Something has you in a state.” He asked as they made their way through some light underbrush.

“I’m amazed you aren’t complaining about following me.”

“I’m really in poor shape but I get to look at your backside, so there’s that.”

Rey stopped and turned to look at him but he was totally unrepentant. He gave her a roguish shrug. She sighed then resumed leading the way through the underbrush, hoping he could not see the blush on her cheeks.

“You’re pretty when you blush.”

Rey sighed, “Kriff.”


They made camp halfway up the incline, neither really happy with the progress but knew they should not try to make any progress in the dark.

Rey set up the lean-to and helped Ben settle under it. He was pale and exhausted and ate without too much of a fight. Rey checked their progress with the locator and leaned against the tree the lean-to was constructed against. She looked up, aware of his scrutiny. “Ben?”

He opened his mouth to say something then shook his head, wincing at the pain it caused.

“Ben, you’ve been flirting with me all day, at this point there’s nothing you could say or ask that would shock me.”

He smiled sadly, then asked, “Can you, just lay down with me?” he seemed to be bracing for outright rejection.

Rey tucked the unit away then opened his sleeping roll and slid in with him. They shifted around a bit and finally settled down, tucked into each other.

*

The second half of the ascent turned out to be less steep than it seemed from the bottom. They still took frequent breaks and Ben seemed to be in better spirits. Despite the situation Rey found his mood contagious.

They sat on a log and just enjoyed the sights and sounds of a small meadow. Rey let him hold her against his side, his hand resting on her hip.


They camped out at the top of the ridge that night. They sat under the lean-to and watched the rain, leaning against each other. Rey felt tears come to her eyes, wanting more comfort like this, knowing it could not happen.

“What’s wrong, Sweetheart?”

Rey shook her head and snuggled deeper against him. He did not push the issue and just held her.

*

“You should save your breath for the climb.”

“We’re on the downward side.” He said, “And I feel like I’ve offended you and I don’t want you mad at me.”

“I’m not mad at you, I just can’t follow the path you are on.”

“In the life I don’t remember?”

Rey sighed and turned to look at him. “Yes, it’s not fair of me, I’m sorry.”

“It’s understandable.” They briefly stopped and held hands. After a few moments they resumed their progress.

It was quiet for a while, then he asked, “Have you heard the tale of Revan and Bastilla Shan?”

“No.”

“They were a pair of Jedi who lived in the days of the old Republic. They were fond of each other, in love with each other. Then Revan turned to the dark side after having a difference of opinion with the council. Bastilla followed him, to the dark side and her love returned him to the light, and they were allowed after many years to live together in peace, with each other.”

Rey thought over the story and said, “You forgot how to open a survival ration, but you remember a Jedi story from the old Republic.” She glanced over her shoulder.

He made a gesture at his head, “It’s a mess up here. Fortunately or not I know enough about head injures to know this is normal for bad head injuries.”

*

“Why are we not together, why are we on opposite sides of whatever conflict separates us?”

He needed to know, Rey could not deny his request. But she felt great conflict in her soul and ducked her head to hide her face.

He sighed and looked out at the rain. “I have dreamed of you.” He paused. “Those long sleepless nights, all alone in the desert,”

“Shut up,” Rey sobbed.

“Listening to the wind driven sand hit the walls of your shelter, the ATAT shaking in the strong storms, making your hammock sway. The long nights of feeling the emptiness in your stomach, the tears you cried and felt guilty for wasting the water. Finally drifting off to a restless sleep dreading the next day, with Plutt doing nothing but telling you how useless you were.”

Rey realized that when he said he dreamed of her, he meant for years. She wiped at her tears then he beckoned her over. She got up, walked over and sat astride on his lap, so she could look into his eyes and touch his face. “You were born Ben Solo, you attended an academy to become a Jedi, but you turned to the dark side and took on the identity of Kylo Ren.”

“Master of the Knights of Ren.”

Rey stroked his face, “That’s right.”

He brushed stray hair out of her face and wiped at the tear tracks on her face, “And that puts us on different sides of some kind of conflict.”

Rey nodded miserably.

He studied her face for a long time. “So when we get to the beacon, one of us will become the prisoner of the other.” He pulled her into an embrace, “Oh Rey, I don’t want you to be my prisoner, I want you to be my partner.”

“That’s a life we can’t have.” She gently scratched his scalp.

“And that is all we can have, not what we want, never what we want.” He breathed like he was holding back sobs.

“Ben?”

He shook his head slowly and Rey realized that crying probably hurt. She held him, sobbing into his shoulder, as they held each other, commiserating over a life they could not have.

*

They saw that the landing party was First Order. Rey sighed in resignation, steeling herself to be a prisoner of the First Order.

Ben lowered the field glasses and winced at the shift in vision. “Give me one of your arm wraps, and that leather band.”

“Why?”

“I’m going to go down there alone, and I will tell them you died in the crash. Give you a little breathing room to build up your skills with the Force.”

“Ben,” She said handing him the requested items.

“You’re the one who keeps insisting I need medical care I can’t get out here.” He paused, then leaned forward and gave her a kiss, “Give me until the sun rises here again to get them out of the system before calling for your people.”

Rey felt tears spring to her eyes as he got up and moved toward the landing party. She had to wipe tears from her eyes before she could look through the field glasses to watch them pack up and leave.

*

Several days had passed since Kylo had been rescued. The headaches were fewer and not as terrible. I feel like a Wookie is trying to crush my head.

His memory had returned and he wanted to be embarrassed about how shamelessly he had thrown himself at her, but he could not.

He ran the leather wrist strap through his ungloved fingers. His guts had twisted at reading that she had perished according to the Resistance reports.

He still breathed a sigh of relief when the connection was made. When he spotted her he smiled, “That’s a good color on you.”

Rey frowned and yanked the purple and black wig off her head, “I hate it, I feel like a sand spider is sitting on my head.” She stepped closer to him and smiled at him, “You certainly look better, how do you feel?”

“Less awful.”

Rey smiled and shook her head. He reached out and grabbed her hand pulling her down on his lap, “How’s the memory?”

“Restored. Head only hurts every so often.” He reached up to cup her cheek, “They think the headaches will go away over the next couple of weeks. Please come away with me, we can make our own future. Don’t answer me now, just think about it.”

“I will think about it.” Rey promised, then leaned in and gave him a peck on the lips, then they just sat, holding each other.