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Oh, lovely!

Mmm, this is just about exactly what I was after. Hot as hell and beautifully fucked up. My one regret is that it stops so soon - which is delightfully appropriate and cannot be a complaint. Thanks!

~OP

Spoilers for the latest season of Game of Thrones.....

While Snoke is real and influencing Kylo through his training, the voices Ben heard as a child, where Kylo himself. His ability with the force and the mind strong enough to pierce through time as well as space.

Why? Was it intentional or an accident? Was it a warning gone wrong?

Eh.

DAN KYLE YOUR BOBBIE S

IM IN IT FOR COCKROACH MAUL
+100000000

That one Maul writer on this kinkmeme: Aurgh, I have WIPs to write, don't tempt me! Gods, but I'd love to see this filled by someone.

+many, so many

Kylo masturbates on webcam for Hux.

That's it. Anything else up to Author.

An anal sphincter can crush a lightbulb, so maybe?

Today I learned that Jar Jar Binks' anal sphincter could theoretically crush a lightbulb.

Sorry, a human real world sphincter can crush a lightbulb. I cannot vouch for the anal crush strength of any gungan, let alone JarJar Binks.

One of their fights turns sexual and Kylo fucks Rey with his lightsaber. Make it rough.
Or, someone else fucks Rey with her own lightsaber. I'll take either but partial to Kylo. If it's someone else, Finn or Jessika or Hux are faves

+++squirting
++Rey being afraid it'll turn on fully and kill her but being turned on by her first time being an object
+ the Force intensifying the whole thing because Force sensitive+Force weapon

Dumjrvmig I can't wait ;A;

If JarJar Binks' tounge was stuck up his anus and he was zapped with some kind of 'reverse peristalsis' beam, he would be eaten by his own ass.

I'm more in favour of putting a micro singularity inside him somewhere first though, then having him pulled into it via his own anal tract, disappearing as he crosses the tiny event horizon before turning into nothing with a nice clean 'pop', but I like things tidy.

oh no

+1000

Poe is being chicken shit about confessing his feelings to Finn, and everyone keeps warning him someone else is gonna swoop in and Poe will be too late. What Poe REALLY didn't expect was that that "someone else" is his DAD.

(aka the one where Kes shows his son how to properly romance a guy. Or at the very least, lights a fire under Poe's ass to get him to TRY and romance his guy.)

+100

Oh my god yesss
+100000

:(((( +10

Seconded for Kylo's perfect tits

They can't stand each other and express that through fucking each other every chance they get.

TW: incidental blood from Phasma punching a random lieutenant in the face.

And a lot of ridiculousness, including some Kylux ideas from Tumblr.

(Takes place before the events of The Force Awakens.)

Day 1. The Conference Room.

General Hux and Kylo Ren are arguing about tactics, as usual. Phasma is rolling her eyes, as usual.

Hux is trying unsuccessfully to get some details. "Do the Knights of Ren need line-of-sight in order to affect their target? What's the farthest distance their telekinesis can reach? Give me some numbers I can work with here, so we can ensure this little mission will actually work."

Kylo is being infuriatingly mysterious. "The Force can't be broken down into vectors on some chart, Hux! I'm telling you, this will work. I don't have time to explain it in a way you could understand."

Phasma, Hux, and Kylo are gathered around a holo-projection table, looking at a three-dimensional schematic of a Resistance compound building surrounded by hills and mountains.

(The mission objective is to surround the compound and capture the Resistance members. It's rumored that one of the Resistance people has a bit of Force ability, so the Knights of Ren will be involved to keep that person under control.)

Phasma's voice is flat and no-nonsense. She's had enough of this squabbling. "Let me put two squads of stormtroopers in the hills on both sides of the pass. If somehow any Resistance from the compound evades the Knights, the troopers will catch them. And if Kylo's right and the Knights can capture anyone easily, the troopers don't have much to do. It works either way." Obviously.

"Agreed." Hux won't bicker over something so simple and straightforward.

Kylo, on the other hand, looks as if he wishes they had an excuse to keep arguing. "Agreed," he growls sullenly.

Phasma leaves the room, thinking everything has been resolved.

She walks down the corridor, beginning her usual patrol while mentally prepping for the upcoming mission. It should be easy enough. It occurs to her that there are some details of the terrain that she wants to know more about before actually going planetside. Taking some time to study that holo-projection would be the best way to get familiar with the landscape. She turns on her heel and starts walks back to the conference room.

The door slides open. Phasma sees something she isn't prepared for.

Kylo Ren, mostly naked, is bent over the conference table with his trousers down around his ankles. And General Hux is standing behind him, his gloved hands gripping Kylo's hips, his cock buried deep into Kylo's ass.

Not quite able to believe what she's seeing, Phasma takes a step into the room. At the unexpected sound of footsteps, Kylo looks up quickly and flinches - and clenches, apparently, because Hux groans with pleasure as Kylo's ass tightens around the General's dick. Hux closes his eyes for a moment, seeming to savor the sensation. Then he looks at Phasma.

"Is something the matter, Captain?" Hux asks calmly, as if all of this is perfectly normal. Meanwhile he continues thrusting into Kylo at a slow and steady pace.

Phasma's first thought is What the hell is going on here? But what she says is, "Oh, nothing's the matter, sir. I'll be on my way." If Hux wants to act as if banging Kylo Ren is business-as-usual... well, Phasma will just go on doing her job, and doing her best to not be bothered by any things that are beyond her control.

"Very well," says Hux.

Kylo doesn't say anything. From the looks of things, it's all he can do to stifle himself from moaning in ecstasy as Hux just keeps on fucking him deeply.

And that's how Phasma learned that when Hux and Kylo argued about tactics, sometimes for them it was their own weird form of foreplay.

Day 2. The Supply Closet.

Phasma's in the gym, sparring with a brave young officer who ends up with a broken nose. Phasma politely offers to clean up the blood that's spilt on the floor. She walks over to the supply closet and opens the door.

Of course, she finds Kylo half-undressed and pressed face-first against the closet wall, panting and moaning, with Hux behind him. Phasma was going to get some gloves, but it looks like Hux has already found them. They happen to be the kind of latex gloves that go all the way up to the elbow. From what she can see (before she quickly looks away), Hux only has two fingers inside Kylo so far. Phasma won't stay around to see how much farther Hux will go.

Phasma is tired of this already. She grabs a bottle of disinfectant off the shelf and instinctively sprays it at the pair before slamming shut the door. She knows it won't really do anything to stop their filthy perversions. That supply closet is going to be forever unclean.

The next day, Hux mutters something about 'possible disciplinary action for ruining a perfectly good uniform.' Phasma looks at him evenly and says "Be glad I didn't spray the bleach at your eyes."

Day 3. The Officers' Lounge.

At the end of a long shift Phasma heads for the starboard lounge room, because she is in need of a damn stiff drink.

Of course, Kylo is there. He's sitting in front of the panoramic windows, gazing out at the stars. And he's sipping a glass of what looks to be, somehow, a mixture of absinthe and goldschlager. Phasma looks at that improbable beverage, with flecks of gold swirling in celadon green, and thinks How oddly beautiful, and intoxicating, and that is a terribly bad decision that can only end in disaster. In other words, How perfectly Kylo Ren.

Also, Kylo is sitting in Hux's lap. Which explains why Kylo is gently moaning and purring, and very slowly rocking his hips. Phasma doesn't look to see whether it's Hux's cock or Hux's fingers that are up inside Kylo this time around. She just sighs and leaves the room.

Later in her quarters, alone with a bottle of very cheap vodka, she muses about the past. Thinking about that one and only time when she and Hux hooked up, back when they were both lieutenants and feeling bored enough to try anything. They'd been stationed at a dismal outpost on the outer rim of the Outer Rim, helping supervise some experimental training protocols, watching troops go through the same drills day after day. A very secretive project, which meant months at a time with no visitors and no offworld communications. So of course at a certain point they fucked, even though Hux wasn't really her type, and Phasma certainly wasn't his type. The sex had been... adequate.

But things might be very different if she and Hux got together now. Lieutenant Hux, so bookish and nerdy and quietly focused, hadn't held much interest for Phasma. General Hux, on the other hand... She feels passionate about him now, admiring his leadership and his vision and those stirring speeches he's learned to give.

And apparently his type is 6'3", muscular, and sometimes angry, so Phasma might actually have a chance. Yes, things might be very different if she and Hux got together now. In the meantime, Phasma is going to drink one last sip of vodka and then go to bed.

Day 4. Hux's Room.

A housekeeping droid delivers Phasma's cleaned laundry to her quarters, and the captain starts putting the clothes away. Lots of black tank tops. And then, something that's obviously not hers: a pair of bright red booty shorts with the word STARKILLER printed on the back.

Clearly there's been a mixup in the laundry room. These shorts could only belong to the General. Against her better judgment, she storms off down the hallway, intent on returning them to him. Along the way, she thinks about the ridiculousness of Hux owning a pair of booty shorts to begin with. A garment that would seem to require the owner to actually have, well, a booty. Whereas Hux has the flattest, most non-existent ass in the First Order.

At Hux's quarters she slams a security passcode into the doorlock and barges in. She knows those damn boyfriends will be up to something, but she goes in anyway.

Sure enough, Kylo is lounging on the bed and wearing a standard-issue black sports bra. Phasma's sports bra. He's also wearing some little black thong panties of his own, which are decidedly not standard-issue.

Hux is just wearing his hat, gloves, and boots. Phasma suppresses the urge to ask Did you really take off your boots and then take off your trousers and then put - your - boots - back - on?

Instead, she shoves the little red shorts at Hux. "These are yours. Give me back my sports bra."

Hux raises his eyebrows in mild surprise. "Your bra? I had assumed it belonged to Kylo."

"And I thought it was Hux's idea," says Kylo. "This explains why it's not as fancy as the things he usually brings back for me when he's been away."

Kylo shrugs and pulls the sports bra up and off. He does it with a languid graceful motion that Phasma is sure is intended for Hux's benefit. Still, she can't help but look at Kylo's body. Those strong shoulders, those gorgeously thick biceps, those perfect firm pectorals...

Kylo murmurs, "If you ever want to borrow something more... decorative... just ask me. It seems we wear the same bra size."

Day 5. The Propaganda Studio.

She's been so distracted lately. After her shift she decides to go to the PR screening room and watch some good old classic Imperial speeches. Just the thing to get her mind cleared up and thinking straight again. (The way things are going, it might be only a matter of time before she needs to strap herself into a reconditioning terminal.)

As she walks down the corridor, she hears the sound of a voice through the walls. The familiar rhythms of First Order rhetoric. Is someone else down here?

Curiosity gets the better of her, and she opens the door.

Kylo is on his knees. His wrists are bound behind his back. His mouth is... gagged? Not exactly. Held open, more like, with a metal ring keeping his teeth apart.

And Hux is fucking Kylo's mouth. All while the General rehearses a fiery new speech.

"And will remember this" - he shoves his cock deep into Kylo's throat - "as the last" - shove - "day of the Republic!" And Hux comes, violently, filling Kylo's mouth and fiercely pulling the black hair that's gripped in his white-knuckled fists. Kylo shudders and swallows. Hux withdraws slowly, with semen and saliva dripping from his cock. He gently unfastens the straps of the gag from the back of Kylo's neck, and carefully pulls the device out of Kylo's mouth. Kylo is breathing deeply, eyes half-closed. He seems to be in some other place. Hux guides Kylo's mouth once more toward him, and Kylo obediently licks the remaining fluids from Hux's flesh.

Phasma is staring. She should be turning away in disgust. And yet she's entranced by the image of the Knight servicing the General. Her own clit swells as she imagines Kylo offering similar pleasures to her. The thought of his soft pouting mouth pressed against her, his tongue exploring her...

"Captain?" Hux asks. He's looking right at her. "Is there something we need to discuss?"

"Ah, no, sir," she says roughly. "I'll be on my way."

As she leaves, she sees Kylo gazing after her thoughtfully. His eyes are beautifully large and dark. He slowly licks his lips.

Phasma returns to her quarters and masturbates furiously to the thought of him.

Day 5+1. The Fitness Room

At the end of another long and stressful day, Phasma strips off her armour and changes into workout clothes. Gym shorts and a soft grey T-shirt. She's headed for one of the lesser-used fitness rooms a few floors down, where hopefully there won't be any distractions. As she jogs down the stairs, she's full of nervous energy. She's picturing the punching bag that's waiting for her in the room. Her plan is to hit and kick until her frustration gives way to exhaustion.

As soon as the door slides open, she knows things aren't going to go according to plan. The lighting is wrong. The lights should be either on or off, but someone has set them to a halfway position that gives the room a lovely glow like candlelight. She's hoping it's just Kylo practicing some solitary Sith nonsense.

But no, of course it's both of them. Hux and Kylo are standing near the far wall, arms wrapped around each other in a sweet embrace, exchanging an obnoxiously passionate kiss.

Phasma strides into the room and steps right up in their personal space. "All right, you fuckers. Either you two stop shagging in every damn room and broom closet on the Finalizer - or you let me join in."

Hux turns toward Phasma. The soft light shines on his ginger hair and pale eyelashes. A gentle smile forms on his perfect lips. "Phasma, my dear, I was beginning to fear you would never ask." He leans toward her and caresses her neck with a welcoming kiss.

Kylo Ren drops to his knees, worshipful at her feet. He looks up at her with those dark eyes, his face framed by the soft waves of his lustrous black hair. His lips meet her skin in a loving kiss to her inner thigh. His voice is low and full of dark desire. "What took you so long? We've been waiting for you."

Rey had to leave everything she had back on Jakku. Not much but there were a few things of sentimental value. Things that probably could have been re-purposed or thrown out but she liked enough to keep. Some time post TFA, Rey drops by her old at-at. Anything of value is gone but the things she really wanted, like the doll and helmet, are still there.

This is glorious! I'm not sure which part is my favourite (though I think Phasma's incredulity at Hux having taken his boots and trousers off just to put the boots back on again is a strong contender!)

Hot and funny and just, yes, perfect!

Aww yeah, all hail the Purple Suit! <3

Thank you so much, OP, I'm really glad you enjoyed it! Ha, yes I can see how the abrupt ending is meta-appropriate. I also really appreciate the wonderful prompt, ace!prompts like this a rare phenomenon.

Not OP, but hell yes! This was perrrfect. All of Phasma's observations about Hux & Kylo's weird foreplay and boot logistics were great, as was spraying them with the disinfectant (r.i.p. to the supply closet's purity). And I loved her growing frustration, thinking about her past hook up with Hux, how it would be different now, and THIS:

Phasma looks at that improbable beverage, with flecks of gold swirling in celadon green, and thinks How oddly beautiful, and intoxicating, and that is a terribly bad decision that can only end in disaster. In other words, How perfectly Kylo Ren.

A+++

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PROMPT POST #6- CLOSED

Re: Fill: Hux/Kylo – Ace!Hux, Weird Powerplay

Gen, Ben was hearing Kylo's voice (but Snoke is real).

Re: Kylo/Hux, Kylo gets titfucked

Re: Rey vs. Kylo Ren, with sudden surprise appearance by Maul

Re: Rey vs. Kylo Ren, with sudden surprise appearance by Maul

Kylux, webcam

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no subject

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Kylo/Rey or Rey/Any, lightsaber (possible dubcon)

Re: Kylo, resistance trio, cw: abuse

no subject

Re: Kylo/Rey or Rey/Any, lightsaber (possible dubcon)

Poe/Finn; Kes/Finn: Show these kids how it's done

Re: Poe/Finn - Agoraphobic Finn

Re: Poe/Finn; Kes/Finn: Show these kids how it's done

Re: Kylux - delayed reaction to trauma

Re: Kylo/Hux, Kylo gets titfucked

Kylux - messy, fucked up, mutual dub-con hatefucking

FILL: 5 times Phasma walked in on Hux & Kylo getting it on, 1 time she said FUCK IT and joined in

Rey/Any or Gen; Rey comes back for her stuff

Re: FILL: 5 times Phasma walked in on Hux & Kylo getting it on, 1 time she said FUCK IT and joined i

Re: FILL: (Crazy 'Bout A) Sharp-Dressed Man

Re: Fill: Hux/Kylo – Ace!Hux, Weird Powerplay

Re: FILL: 5 times Phasma walked in on Hux & Kylo getting it on, 1 time she said FUCK IT and joined i