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Hux tugs on Kylo’s hair harder when he feels Kylo try to wiggle beneath him. He tugs hard enough that he hears him grunt in response but at least he’s paying attention now. “Careful, Ren.”
And holy fuck does that make Kylo’s cock go from zero to sixty in two seconds flat at the sound of Hux’s hardened voice. This is the hottest thing he’s ever experienced. Even better than the time he, Ren, and the knights got high in the haunted house and fucking went at it. That was nothing compared to this.
“My little Viking has bite, don’t you?” He wraps his big hands clear around Hux’s waist. “That’s okay, I look forward to taming you. You’ll learn how to bow to your new ruler.” Hux’s grip is strong but Kylo is stronger. He tosses him to the side where Hux lets go of his hair in surprise. Kylo holds down both of his delicate wrists in one hand above his head.
This is everything Hux has ever wanted from both a partner and roleplaying. The thrill is making him blush all over but it doesn’t stop him from fully immersing himself in the role. “I’d like to see you try,” Hux struggles to say. His hands may be immobile but his legs aren’t.
Kylo gets the wind knocked out of him with a perfectly placed kick but he’s not moving an inch and he loves to see the frustration on Hux’s face. “You’ll submit only to me.” The urge to mark Hux is so strong now but he isn’t sure if he’s allowed. He can rut against Hux as hard as he wants though.
“Ungainly beast!” Hux struggles some more but Kylo, scratch that, the dark knight is too strong. “I submit to no man.” God but the way his body is responding to all of this. He can almost smell the dirt, sweat, and blood.
Kylo is losing his mind. Hux is playing his part perfectly. “You’re mine now,” he says as he quickly unfastened Hux’s jeans for the second time that night. They manage to stay in character as Kylo wraps his free hand around Hux’s erection once it’s free, stroking him three times before stopping. He loves the shudder that runs through the other man. There’s a fire in those green eyes. “You’re so proud but your body betrays you.”
Hux wishes he could just grab the sword he normally uses for his cosplay. It’s heavy and intricately made and it's his most prized possession. He wants to see Kylo’s face as the fake blade is nestled against his throat. “You wish you could make my body react to you.” This is every one of his fantasies rolled into one.
Kylo’s chuckle is so dark and slightly manic as he replaces his hand and angles his knee against Hux’s cock. The pressure is enough to make those golden lashes flutter. “You were saying?” His smile is just as feral. He’s never had this much fun. He didn’t know sex could be fun.
“You disgust me,” Hux protests even as he pushes up against the pressure, desperate for friction. He uses all the strength he has to lift his head and bite the flesh of the prince’s shoulder. “I…” Hux’s eyes widen. He doesn’t know what came over him. What if he hurt Kylo?
A moan comes unbidden deep from Kylo’s chest because that’s…holy shit, yes. “My kitten has sharp teeth,” he says to reassure Hux before he gives him the deepest kiss that probably breaks character but he doesn’t want Hux to worry. “If you do anything I don’t want, I’ll let you know. Can you promise to let me know too?” He whispers against Hux’s ear. “I promise I won’t get upset.” Hopefully, he didn’t ruin the mood but he cares too much about Hux to let him be uncomfortable or get hurt.
The little nickname Kylo had given Hux had rocked his world but the way he managed to keep it together to make sure Hux knew he didn’t have to worry about crossing the line was even better. Never had anyone been so aware of Hux’s needs like that. “I promise. Fuck, I promise.”
Kylo waited a bit more just in case, but Hux’s voice was morphing into that little high-pitched tone and Kylo knew he didn’t have a lot of time. His whisper was dangerous. “I should leave you naked after I’m done with you. Ready for me when I come back. Just for me,” he growled, the need to push Hux to see how far he is willing and excited to go was more alluring than the roleplay itself.
Hux takes a shuddering breath to center himself and slips back into character even if it’s difficult. “You’ll have to chain me there.”
Hux has such a haughty expression on his face now, with his nose scrunched and his eyebrows pinched. His proud little warrior. “That can be arranged,” he says as he grips a hip and allowing him to settle perfectly between Hux’s legs. “I’ll keep you open and wet with my come so I can slide right in whenever I want.”
Hux thought he was prepared for whatever Kylo would say. Kylo proved him wrong yet again. But Hux was stubborn too, Kylo just didn’t know it. “You would love to breed me, wouldn’t you?” Hux couldn’t believe he had said that. But it was part of his plan.
Kylo didn’t mean to break character again, but he had no choice when Hux said that. He moaned and kissed Hux’s neck, beyond desperate and horny as hell. He was also completely unaware of Hux using his leg to flip them over because Kylo had been plaint and Hux felt powerful for the first time in his life. It was so worth it.
It was the perfect moment for him to have his prop sword. “Wait right here!” he exclaims as he hops off Kylo and the bed and pads over to his spare room. Seconds later he’s back, crawling back into Kylo’s lap, resting the fake blade against his throat. “Not in control anymore are you? Give me a reason on why I shouldn’t slit your throat right now.”
Kylo is surprised he doesn’t come on the spot. It takes a moment to regain his voice. “Shouldn’t you claim your prize first, kitten?” He takes hold of his erection, slapping it against Hux’s ass. “Show me who’s boss?”
This is it. It’s happening.
Hux thought Kylo had wanted to wait but then again he’s slapping himself against Hux and surely that must mean that they’re going to venture into whatever base fucking is. “Um, okay. Yes, I will. You’ll know who owns you by the time I’m done.”
Kylo bit his lips to hide the smile on his lips because god Hux is adorable in every sense of the word. His smile is wiped off his face when Hux grabs his cock and is aiming it towards his own entrance with a speed that Kylo barely has time to stop him. “Whoa! Wait! Wait!”
Hux freezes. Did he do something wrong? Kylo said he’d let him know. Is this it? Does Kylo- "I thought you wanted me,” he says with a voice so small. He feels so small. Like he’s finally being rejected just like he knew he would be.
God. Hux’s voice is so quiet and his bright green eyes have dulled. “What? Fuck no. I mean, yes I still want you,” Kylo babbles, sitting up so he can cradle that beautiful face. “I want you so bad. I swear I almost busted a nut when you brought out that sword.”
Hux blinks, willing his heart to stop hurting. “Then why? Don’t you want to…fuck?”
Kylo is painfully aware of how delicate this moment is and he knows he can’t fuck it up even more than what he already has. “Baby, look at me. I want you so bad you don’t even…but I can’t. I’d hurt you.”
It doesn’t make sense to Hux and it shows on his face as he tries to wiggle out of Kylo’s hands. “No, you wouldn’t. Stop telling me that.” How could Kylo possibly hurt him if he wants him to fuck Hux? He’s giving him permission. He’s willing. He can’t help feeling foolish again. “Just…just put it in and that’s it. Right? That’s it?”
“Oh, babe.” Kylo counts it as a win when he leans in to kiss Hux’s cheek and isn’t turned away. “I can’t just ‘put it in’. I’d tear you apart. You’re so tiny and my dick is big.” He’s not exaggerating to soothe his own ego. “You need to be stretched and we need lube.”
Judging by the continued confused look on Hux’s face Kylo just has to ask. “Have you ever played with your ass? With toys or even your fingers?” Surely he has. Right?
“What? No. I’ve masturbated just like everyone else does.” In the movies just go right at it, why couldn’t they do the same?
“Okay. Okay,” Kylo says as he tries to convince himself that he can do this. Hux needs him to do this. “Normally you’d have to be prepped with toys or fingers to get you nice and stretched out. Like this,” Kylo knows it’s easier to explain if he just used his fingers to mimic the motion. “Nice and slow until it’s safe for anything bigger to fit in. Trust me this is a legit reason why foreplay is important too.”
Hux feels like everything he thought he knew was a lie. “I didn’t know that. Why didn’t I know that?” Great, now Kylo thinks he’s even more inexperienced than before. He blushes harder and it’s embarrassing.
“It’s okay,” Kylo traces Hux’s cheekbones with his thumbs. “It’s normal not to know especially if your sex education is based on ‘those’ movies.” Kylo feels like he’s roped the moon when Hux’s lips twitch into a small smile. “Sure they’re hot but they don’t show you a lot of important things. They can just go straight to hardcore fucking.” God, Kylo wants to take his time teaching Hux everything. “Can I lay you down?”
Hux nods and Kylo fluffs the pillows and lays him back, stopping to stare because Hux is so beautiful. He quickly finds his jeans and grabs the small packets of lube he stuffed in his wallet. Somehow, he knew Hux wouldn’t have any. “Would you like me to show you some things?”
Hux nods so enthusiastically it makes Kylo laugh sweetly. “We’re you taught all of this too?” He arches into Kylo’s wandering hand that slides down the middle of his chest without prompting. He can imagine a young Kylo, young and inexperienced just like Hux. It calms him.
“Yeah. Ren wasn’t the best teacher though. He was…not nice and romantic,” Kylo follows the path of his hands with his mouth, warming up the lube packet in his fist. “You, on the other hand, have a great teacher,” he says while his fingers ghost over the curve of his ass, a light little touch.
“I’m lucky,” Hux confesses. He doesn’t even want to imagine what Ren had done to Kylo or potentially done to him given the chance. “You’re so patient.”
Kylo chuckles, taking a pillow and placing it under Hux’s hips. “Trust me, I’m not that noble. I cannot wait to be inside you. But you deserve care.” He runs gentle strokes on the inside of those silky thighs. Kylo will never be over how soft Hux’s skin is. It’s not long before he’s relaxed enough to spread them. “That’s a good boy.”
Hux arches off the bed as his cock is engulfed in Kylo’s hot mouth, not realizing that the tension in his muscles are releasing even more. It’s perfect for Kylo to trace the tip of his finger down between his cheeks.
Hux doesn’t know where to focus his attention on; the hot mouth sucking and laving his cock, the hand gently trailing over his trembling thigh, or the finger that inches slowly towards his most intimate part of his body. He can only whimper and pant desperately as Kylo works.
Kylo takes his time distracting Hux, his hands assisting until he saw that Hux was kicking his legs as his need grew. Perfect, Kylo needed his hands to open the lube anyway. Thick, wide fingers smeared warm lube in somewhat of a mess around Hux but he didn’t mind, he was too focused on trying to breathe. “Breathe, baby. Deep breaths. I’m going to touch you here, but I need you to tell me when it hurts.” Kylo’s lips tease Hux as he speaks.
Hux’s therapist taught him meditation exercises to help control his anxiety and he hopes she forgives him for using the techniques now. Deep, measured breaths. In and out as he empties his mind to anything but the sheer pleasure Kylo’s mouth is giving him. His head is swimming and his body is giving over to natural reactions. He moans as a slick hand is placed on his cock, moving in rhythm as Kylo sucks him off. The fingers slide lower. First cradling his balls and then along his taint. He almost tenses because it’s a lot, but then his back bows as Kylo rubs that spot. Hux thinks he may have cursed or screamed out some type of blasphemy but he isn’t coherent enough to know for sure.
Kylo takes a second to admire the sheer beauty that is Hux overwhelmed with a need he’s never felt before. He’s nostalgic as he watches him, remembering just how mind-blowing it felt to feel everything Hux is feeling for the very first time.
Hux squeezes his eyes closed so tightly as Kylo’s touches become more intimate. But it’s when Hux feels the pad of Kylo’s thumb pressing incessantly against his entrance when Hux begins to moan and whimper loudly. Kylo pulls off of him, lips red and plump, to smile at Hux. “More, baby?”
Hux finds himself nodding frantically. He’s aching for a touch that he doesn’t even understand. If having Kylo’s fingers inside him feels half as good as what he’s doing now Hux isn’t even sure he’ll survive.
Kylo kisses the soft inside of a thigh. “Use your words baby.” Maybe it’s a little cruel to ask considering the state Hux is in but he needs to hear it. Needs Hux to be conscious of what he wants.
“Yes. Fuck. I…Kylo please, Hux says, immediately begging. He’s never wanted anything more.
Kylo will explore making Hux beg even more later on when they have time. He’s dedicated to pushing his forefinger into Hux slowly, so slow and gentle while stroking his cock to make this as enjoyable for him as possible. “You’re doing so good for me, Hux.” The low rumble of Kylo’s voice against his inner thigh makes his praise ten times better to Hux. It all makes so much sense to Hux now. The slow slide of Kylo’s finger inside him is a lot. He can’t imagine taking anything bigger. Not yet anyway. But he trusts Kylo more now than ever.
It’s the strangest thing and Hux is grateful for the distraction of Kylo’s hand and oh shit, his mouth. It keeps him from overanalyzing how his body wants to both reject and bear down on that digit. “Kylo I…” His hips begin to undulate of their own volition and taking Kylo deeper.
“That’s it, baby. Christ. You’re amazing. I can’t wait until you can take my cock,” Kylo says as he finds himself grinding into the mattress, anything to take a little of the edge off. He continues to move his finger slowly, moving it around, searching. Pressing deeper until. There it is!
Hux didn’t know he could scream so loudly but he doesn’t have time to register the shock of it because Kylo’s finger is pressing inside him again. This time it’s harder, lingers a little longer and Hux can only sob through his hand he didn’t know was clutched on his mouth.
Kylo listens to his devastated little cries and watches how Hux flails. It’s alluring. Hux is feeling something he’s never felt before. “Isn’t this spot so special? Imagine my cock hitting this again and again when I’m inside of you.” Hux’s muffled cry makes Kylo pant loudly.
He didn’t know it was physically possible to feel this much pleasure. It’s so intense. More so than what he experienced earlier when Kylo made him come. He cannot even express words, just high-pitched keening, and loud cries. It’s like an electrical shock of ecstasy. What is Kylo doing to him?
“Shh, baby. It’s okay. I’ve got you. Just enjoy it,” Kylo rubs his thick digit in a circular motion against the gland. He remembers the shock of the first time he had his prostate stimulated. Intense doesn’t describe it. “I’m going to fuck you so good.”
Hux can only nod dumbly. How can there be more after this? Tears are leaking from the corner of his eyes and he swears he’s drooling. He’s stuck because he wants to come and yet he never wants this to end.
Kylo watches him closely to read every little sign of pleasure on Hux’s face. He knows when Hux’s orgasm will hit him hard and unexpectedly, knows how intense it will feel to have one this way. “When you feel it happening, just let go. Don’t be scared, baby.”
Hux feels nervous once he registers what Kylo is saying. It lasts a short while because Kylo is now going faster, moving his hand harder into him and the world tilts on its axis as he feels his stomach clench. It’s strange and new, but Kylo is saying sweet words telling him how pretty he is and how tight he feels. The sounds Hux lets out are loud and don’t sound like him at all.
He’s never come this hard, he figured as much before it started. But it never prepared him for the spasms that would wrack through him, for the helpless cries that sounded like he was in pain when he was anything but. Hux didn’t understand how he managed to stay on the bed. He swears he forgets his name. Hux is quite sure he’s on an entirely new plane of existence. His entire body tingles. His brain is fuzzy and he cannot stop the tremors wracking his body. It takes a moment before he thinks he can hear Kylo and even longer before his vision rights itself.
“Fuck, baby. Are you okay? Fuck. You looked so good,” Kylo’s voice sounds deep with need.
Hux’s throat is raw and he still hasn’t recovered his voice so a nod is the only confirmation Kylo gets. But that’s okay because He understands. “Fuck. I love you,” he says before kissing Hux long and hard, moaning when his arms start to work and wrap behind Kylo’s neck. It’s a wonder he didn’t come from watching Hux. He’s never seen anything hotter.
The tremors take a while to subside but Kylo is there to ease him back to the moment with gentle touches and sweet kisses. Kylo is still painfully hard, and he tries to ignore it for a little longer but Kylo relents when his cock refused to calm down after a while. “Hux, I’m sorry I can’t wait any longer. It fucking hurts. I need to come,” Kylo begs and he sighs as he tries to subtly jerk himself off. He hopes it doesn’t come off as creepy or rude. The last thing he needs right now is to make Hux feel uncomfortable.
Hux can feel Kylo’s arm move. It takes him a second to understand what he’s doing. His brain refuses to catch up even though he’s trying hard to focus. He wonders how that is scientifically possible.
Kylo sits back on his heels, working his hand over his cock. Griping Hux’s thigh with his other to ground himself. He’s pretty sure that he’ll die if he doesn’t come soon. He’s been good. He’s been patient. He’s put himself on the back burner and focused on Hux and his pleasure. But he isn’t a wholly selfless human. Kylo looks at Hux and at how beautiful and flushed he is, how even the muscles in his face are slacked after his orgasm. He’s beautiful. “Fuck, Hux.” Kylo throws his head back. He needs to come.
It’s so different from before and Hux can’t believe he gets to see Kylo like this. Normally calm and confident, Kylo looks so desperate that Hux barely recognizes him. He likes this Kylo. He likes him a lot. “You can finish on me. If you want,” Hux whispers. It’s a dirty request but he wants it so badly.
Kylo can’t believe how quickly he unravels after that. His hand moves to clutch at Hux’s chest, mental apologizes for being so rough but he’s coming and painting that same chest with his come and he can’t stop. He cries out for Hux. He always will.
Watching Kylo come is mesmerizing. The concentration on his face as he drives closer and closer, to the surprise that overcomes his features as he reaches orgasm. It’s so personal and intimate and Hux is grateful that he gets to share this with him. For all the times Kylo praises him, telling him he’s beautiful, Kylo is the one that actually is. All that strength and power were freely given over to Hux.
Kylo collapses on Hux, not caring about the come cooling between them. For once he’s speechless. Happy to let the melody of their breaths fill the room.
Hux isn’t afraid to speak but he doesn’t want to break the spell they’re suddenly under either. He watches Kylo watch him, takes in the subtle little way his eyebrows move as he admired Hux back. He’s flushed perfectly, sweaty as can be but Hux loves it.
Despite having such speeding thoughts m, Hux is suddenly aware that Kylo has to go home eventually. He hates having to remember that he can’t stay here forever. “I don’t want you to go home.”
Kylo comes back to the present quickly as he hears Hux’s sad little voice. He’s lost all track of time but he doesn’t want to end the night. Not ever.
“I don’t want to go either, baby,” Kylo whispers, unable to stop taking in Hux’s face. His beautiful green eyes and those nearly translucent golden eyelashes. The soft freckles that decorate his nose and cheeks. Almost invisible until you get up close. He wants to fall asleep next to him every night and wake up to his grumpy, ‘not a morning person before I get my first cup of coffee’ face.
“I shouldn’t…I shouldn’t burden you with wanting you to stay,” Hux says and shifts his eyes away. He wants Kylo to mean it. And not just because what they just did was so intense.
“Hux, you’re not. Trust me. I’d move in with you in a heartbeat if you just asked me to,” Kylo says and he hopes it’s not too forward but he can’t lie to Hux. How has he come to this? Kylo would have never considered staying the night before if Hux was anyone else. If anything, he would have left after the first orgasm. He’s come a very long way from that.
Hux doesn’t know all the dating rules but he can imagine that moving in after a first date was too much. But if it wasn’t? Maybe there was a special rule that said it was allowed?
“Is this how it’s supposed to work?” Everything he’s experienced with Kylo has seemed so perfect. From their first meeting to this. He’s too logically minded to believe in anything as silly as fate. It’s just that arbitrary things have apparently fallen into place.
Kylo grins widely, pressing a kiss to Hux’s forehead because he is so utterly cute. “It is for us.” Kylo knows that meeting Hux was fate and that their souls are a match and already intertwined together. Everything he’s ever gone through in life has lead up to this moment. “Let me stay.”
“Please. I need you to.” Hux, for the first in his life, lets himself have this one thing. He doesn’t care if it’s rushed or too soon for this. He doesn’t care what his colleagues will say when they find out. He’s taking exactly what he wants without second-guessing himself. He’s keeping Kylo no matter what.
Kylo is more than happy to hear him say those words, and he can’t contain his glee when he texts his roommates about it either. His thumbs are flying over the screen of his phone at a speed that impresses Hux. “I’m sorry, I have to tell them or else they’ll ride around the entire city until they find me. And because they’re nosey.”
He takes forever to send the text because he keeps pausing to kiss Hux. He’s going to kiss him the entire night. Even when he’s asleep. He’s so immensely happy he can’t believe this is real.
Hux’s chest is tight and he feels like his heart hurts but it’s in a euphoric way. It doesn’t make any sense. He can’t stop smiling. So much so that his cheeks hurt. He should be afraid. All this is too good to be true. And maybe it is but he’s going to allow himself this one thing.
After texting and rolling his eyes at the amount of eggplant and peach emojis he got in reply to his text, Kylo goes searching in the bathroom, returning moments later with a warm, wet washcloth to clean them off. He also brings Hux a glass of water. What they shared was so intense he needs to check on him.
“Drink this. Are you doing okay?”
Hux takes the offered drink gratefully. It’s so strange to see someone be so attentive to him and comfortable in his house. He’s been alone for so long that he worries Kylo would say something about his home but Kylo seems so in awe of it that his worries disappear instantly. “I’m fine. Better than ever if I’m honest.”
Kylo gives him more kisses, his heart beating wildly again because he gets to sleep next to Hux all night. “We need to set up some rules first,” Kylo says all too seriously once he’s satisfied with the number of kisses he’s given Hux and the amount of water he’s drank from his glass. “I will never say no to being woken up with blow jobs. Ever. So don’t be scared to do that. Eventually, that will apply to sex…Hux, you’re blushing again.”
Hux tries to play it cool. He really does but Kylo is incorrigible. Does he really want all that? Does sleeping in the same bed mean you’re not actually sleeping? Maybe life really is like the trashy books he used to read. “I…okay. If that’s what you want.” It hasn’t gone unnoticed that Kylo is completely comfortable in his nakedness. And he should be, he’s a specimen. But Hux is always covered up. Even at night in his full pajamas. Something tells him Kylo isn’t going to find them very sexy.
Kylo makes a face when he hears his answer but his words are as soft as ever. “Oh no, baby. It’s not about why I want. If that would make you uncomfortable you can say no and I would understand.” Kylo knows he can be…too much. Living with the Knights does that to a person. But Hux isn’t a Knight and shouldn’t feel like he had to do something just because Kylo said it. “It’s when like when we were…I asked you to use your words. I want that all the time. Tell me you don’t want this or tell me to stop being so horny.” Kylo needs Hux to understand that.
That request makes Hux laugh. “You’re so free and easy with all of this,” he gestures vaguely in Kylo’s direction causing him to return a quizzical look. “Being naked and admitting you’re…horny.” That’s a word Hux doesn’t believe he’s ever said out loud. “How do…” You become so free? Allow yourself to ask for whatever you want? Be comfortable enough in yourself not to care. “…do you do that?”
Kylo props his head upon his hand. “I live with six other guys and you’ve met Ren. It’s just how we have always been. We’ve grown up together and we’re close.”
“Don’t remind me of Ren,” Hux says with an exasperated sigh. He can’t even imagine what being with him would be like. “I just never had that kind of relationship with anyone before. At least, not that comfortable enough to talk about those things. You’re the first.” Not even Phasma, who had dragged Hux to a bar had ever said something that crossed the line.
“There’s nothing wrong with that. Plus, that’s probably what made you this sweet. No one to corrupt you yet.” Kylo is trying hard not to even think about corrupting Hux. Not yet.
“Is that what Ren did? Corrupt you?” Hux starts to dislike Ren even more. Kylo has inferred that the man took his innocence. Made him do things he wasn’t proud of. And yet he doesn’t seem to hate him even if he recognizes him as an asshole.
Kylo kisses the tip of Hux’s nose. “He did. But not in a totally bad way.” Most of it turned out really fun in the end. “He gave me the knights.” Hux’s brows pinch. How is he so cute? “My roommates and me. The knights of Ren. I know it sounds dumb. But that’s what we were called. They’re my family,” Kylo pauses, grinning with a wink. “An unconventional family.”
There’s something odd about the way Kylo says it, about the way he practically leers when he mentioned them. Hux feels something he hadn’t felt before, an intense feeling he can’t name at first. “How unconventional?” Jealousy. Hux felt an unwavering sensation of utter jealousy. He knows he shouldn’t feel this way.
Kylo almost misses the change in Hux’s voice but he doesn’t think anything of it. “Oh you know, bros lending each other a helping hand in between video games.” Kylo is too busy stretching out in the bed to notice Hux’s face this time.
“No. I don’t know about bros. Maybe you should tell me,” Hux’s voice is flat. The tone he gets when someone is trying to undermine him at work. Sure, he’s been jealous before especially as a child but somehow this is different. Of course Kylo has had a past and other sexual partners. But with how fondly he’s talked of his ‘knights’…it’s making his nose twitch.
“We’re there for each other. They know me better than I know myself. And yeah, we taught each other sex and we have fun.” Kylo realizes he’s making it sound like they are hippies with free love and all. And they kind of are. “The knights of Ren, you’ve seen my tattoos. It’s all sort of mystical.” Why is Hux’s nose scrunched up like that?
“Are you telling me you’re in a sex cult!?”
Kylo couldn’t believe how high-pitched Hux’s voice got and the sound makes him jump because why would Hux be saying that? “What? No! Who said anything about a sex cult?” Kylo isn’t angry. He genuinely doesn’t understand how his talk about brotherhood took this particular turn.
“You just said it’s all so mystical,“ Hux resists the urge to tug on his hair. He doesn’t want to show Kylo that he’s frustrated although he’s pretty sure that ship has most likely sailed when he reacted. “Do you still…with them?” Hux is so overwhelmed he can’t even say it. He didn’t know Kylo was giving his love so freely. Hux doesn’t want to share Kylo with anyone. Ever.
Kylo may be obtuse at times but he can still recognize that Hux is having a bit of a crisis over this. While his lifestyle seems completely normal to him, Hux comes from a completely different world. “Yes. I mean, I did have sex with them all the time. But not now that I have you.” He’s never experienced monogamy before but Hux is worth it.
Hux is willing his anxiety to calm down. He wants to believe Kylo is his only (and that’s certainly a feeling he’s going to have to reflect on later). “But you love them, don’t you?”
“Of course I do,” Kylo admits. Because he does. The knights are his family. “But not like I love you.” Nothing compares to his feelings for Hux.
“I know, but things could change.” Hux hates the prospect of that ever happening. “I can’t compete with all six of them. And Ren? That slimy bastard should never be allowed to touch you ever again.” How Hux’s anxiety flared into an uncharacteristic rage surprised him, but he means it.
Kylo really should have thought this conversation over beforehand. “There’s no competition. I swear on my life they’re going to back off. They already know about you!” He can’t help panicking now. “They helped me get ready for our date. I mean they literally dressed me. It’s always been that way. They care about me but I love you. And they’ll respect that because it’s the honorable thing to do,” Kylo says, breathing heavily. He needs Hux to believe him.
Hux desperately wants what Kylo is saying to be true. But how can he compete with six other men who have been with Kylo for years? They have a bond. He steadfastly refuses to include Ren into this equation. “No one picks me first, Kylo. You’ll get bored with me.” He’s never been worthy of being someone’s first choice. He wasn’t even his father’s first choice (or last choice) in what he wanted in a son.
“Oh baby,” Kylo gathers Hux close. Unfortunately, he’s quite stiff in his arms. “I don’t want to be with the knights and certainly not Ren. Or anyone else for that matter. What we had was free and casual. You’re the first person I’ve ever felt like this about.” Hux softens a little in his embrace. “I choose you.”
“You’re the first person to ever say that to me.” Hux feels so much in the moment. He feels scared still, so scared that he’s still trying to decipher if Kylo’s words have a double meaning. But he also feels warm and overcome with happiness that he hasn’t felt in a long time. Never quite like this.
“And I’m always going to remind you,” Kylo promises right then and there and he’s going to keep that promise. He can’t wait until the Knights accept him as well. Hux will have so many people to rally him on he won’t know what to do with so much attention.
Hux leans into him as Kylo presses his lips against his temple. He hates his father for instilling all this doubt and weakness in him. “I don’t know if I’m worth the trouble. What if I disappoint you?” He wants to be better. Not just for Kylo but for himself.
Kylo has a fierce protective instinct that’s usually reserved for his sister but it’s extended to this beautiful man in his arms. “You’re worth everything. Please trust me.” He wants to say ‘Trust me with your heart’ but he knows Hux isn’t there yet.
It’s difficult for Hux to feel it, even worse to actually say the words. “I’m trying. I’ll keep trying. But please be patient with me.” One day he’ll explain exactly why he’s so scared of rejection. He’ll say the names of the people who told him to trust blindly and the way they hurt Hux still to this day. One day.
Kylo knows there’s a story behind the tired way Hux asks that of him. Like he’s been through this before. Too many times with horrible results. “I’ll always be patient with you.” The urge to run headfirst into things with Hux has to wait.
Hux snuggles closer. He’s always had to take care of himself, even as a boy, but this? This is nice. He feels safe. Protected. Wanted. He’s sure his therapist would have a lot to say about that. Add this to the equation that includes abandonment issues and being touch starved. But there’s that funny feeling in his stomach again and fluttering in his chest. If it persists he should probably see a doctor. They’re still naked and there are body fluids drying on his bed linens but Hux can’t find the mind to care.
“Tell me about your knights.” Maybe the jealousy will abate then.
“God, where do I start,” Kylo laughs and he really has to choose his words wisely, has to be conscientious of Hux’s feelings. So he plays it safe and he tells him about how Cardo is their muscle man and how he once fought six drunk guys and won, going into detail and maybe exaggerating some parts just to make Hux laugh. He tells Hux about how Vicrul and Ushar were the first two to become bartenders and how they used to practice making cocktails in their old dingy apartment, even when the power went out and they had to do it in the dark. He told Hux how Kuruk was the most isolated of the group, the one who actively chose to avoid getting into trouble but who still hung around the bar just in case they needed help with a rowdy patron.
Kylo warned Hux that Trudgen and Ap’Lek would probably be obsessed with him because they loved redheads just as much as Kylo did, how they once almost wrecked their bikes when they spotted a pair of redheaded twins walking down Main Street. Kylo knew he had done this right when Hux laughed at his stories and paid attention to all the embarrassing pictures Kylo had of them on his phone.
What Kylo didn’t expect Hux would see was the litany of texts asking if Hux had a brother and how unfair it was that it was Kylo who got a date when they all had been there that night. Ap’Lek couldn’t stop replying with crying emojis.
“How do they not hate me?” Hux probably shouldn’t have looked at the texts but they were right there in front of him. At least they helped alleviate some of his jealousy. “I’m taking their…lover away.” Surely no one would want to give up Kylo so easily. He was amazing not to mention dynamic in bed. All of Hux’s dreams and desires wrapped up into one attractive package.
“I told you. We’re an unconventional family. We only want the best for each other.” Even Ren did in his own way. As long as he got something out of it. “I’ll just have to make sure that they know they don’t get to fuck you.” Now that may actually break the knights' hearts.
Of all the things to find absolutely absurd, the idea that the Knights would even be interested in Hux makes him cackle in such a way that he scares himself. “That’s absolutely preposterous!” The higher his voice gets the more obvious his accent becomes but that’s not even the issue right now.
“I’m serious! I’m going to have to give them the talk. No touching, no flirting…excessively.” Kylo can already imagine the chaos and the power of Hux’s blush if he let them try to charm him. “It’s like being around six versions of me. They’re a lot.”
While he’s still in disbelief, Hux takes a moment to reflect upon Kylo and his obvious voracious appetite for sex. He was an incorrigible flirt when they met and if Hux had been more experienced, Kylo probably would have happily had him right there on that staircase. Still, Hux teases him because it’s all so absurd. “Are you telling me I could have seven of you pleasuring me at once?”
“No…” Kylo can’t even hide his facial expression now. He eyes Hux warily, brow crinkled as he tries to simultaneously get rid of that sexy image from his mind and suppress his jealousy. “Wait…why are you asking?” Kylo never feels jealous. Never had with the Knights or anyone in between. Is this what Hux felt when he learned about them?
Hux hadn’t meant anything beyond a simple teasing question but seeing Kylo’s reaction gave him a thrill of satisfaction. “I wasn’t, it was hypothetical but you’re thinking about it, aren’t you?” He feels like he has the upper hand and that knowledge alone was making him bold. It felt amazing.
Of course Kylo is thinking about it. And now he’s having a mini-crisis inside his mind. He loves his brothers. They’ve shared everything together. Everything. But the thought of them having Hux? Having the privilege of watching Hux fall apart at their hands? To see his face contorted in ecstasy as he discovers the joys of fucking?
No. Hux is his. He hasn’t felt jealous since he was a teenager when his family started bestowing the praise he used to receive on Rey. “I’m thinking I don’t want anyone else’s hands on you but mine,” he practically growls. Kylo doesn’t care how possessive it sounds, he means every word he says. He’s shared everything in his life at one point or another. He wants to be selfish now. He will be selfish when it came to Hux.
Hux feels a curl of desire in his stomach as he watches Kylo’s eyes darken and his usually smiling mouth set so seriously. The way Kylo only wants Hux for himself shouldn’t be so attractive but Hux can’t help the way he feels. “I don’t want anyone else to touch me…or you either.” To demand such exclusivity feels so good to Hux.
Kylo swoops in to kiss Hux until they’re both out of breath. “I think that makes us boyfriends.” He’s never been anyone’s boyfriend before. He foolishly thought he was Ren’s once upon a time but he learned quickly that wasn’t the case.
Hux blushes, twining a lock of Kylo’s silky, dark hair around his finger. “I’ve never been a boyfriend before.” Even when he was a small child he didn’t have friends let alone ever being in a relationship.
“Neither have I.” That’s a strange thing to admit out loud. He’s supposed to be the experienced one and teach Hux everything. “Monogamy will be something new too.”
“I’m glad. I mean I’m glad that it’s new for the both of us.” Somehow the knowledge of Kylo being equally as anxious about this comforts Hux like never before. They can work through their fears together without either of them feeling like they have the upper hand. They’re more equal than Hux had previously thought.
Kylo kisses him again because of course, his brain fails to supply him with words to say.
But it’s alright, because Hux is telling him which side of the bed is his and he looks so soft and comfortable while doing so that Kylo knows deep down that they will be alright.