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[cosleia]

What if Millicent wasn't a small cat but something tiger-sized and Pryde poked her with his stick one time too many?

The Deaths of Allegiant General Pryde, Part 6: Dinner

(kylux, preslash. content note: graphic descriptions of an animal mauling and eating a person)

“I understand you have a...pet,” said Allegiant General Enric Pryde, slapping his swagger stick into his palm.

General Armitage Hux’s office on the Steadfast was not large—nothing like his war room and engineering facilities on the Finalizer had been—but it had a desk and a chair and a door, and at this point that was all he could hope for. It did have its merits: Pryde had had to use the call box before entering, and he also had to stand while Armitage remained comfortable in his seat.

Armitage managed not to twitch at the sound of Pryde’s crop striking the leather of his glove. It was an obvious intimidation tactic, and Armitage was not intimidated by sanctimonious peons like Pryde. “Yes,” he said. “It’s my prerogative as ranking general.” He watched Pryde’s face, daring him to claim that his rank was higher. This issue had not yet come to a head, and Armitage was, quite frankly, tired of the chain of command being unclear.

But Pryde ignored the comment, likely because he didn’t want to risk losing the authority he’d so recently gained when Supreme Leader Kylo Ren chose to make Pryde’s flagship his own. What he did say was, “It’s highly irregular. And as this is my ship, I have the right to assess the way this creature is being housed. Every centimetre counts on a starship, General—”

“Millicent lives in my chambers, General,” Armitage put in, a bit crossly. “And I pay for her food out of my own stipend. She will have no impact on the operation of the Steadfast, just as she never interfered with the operation of the Finalizer.”

Pryde raised an eyebrow. “If that’s true, then you shouldn’t mind a brief inspection of your quarters? To validate what you’ve said.”

Armitage had a feeling he’d been outmaneuvered, but he wasn’t sure how. Pryde had the right to enter any area on the Steadfast, including all officers’ chambers. Well, excepting Ren’s, of course, and the rooms Ren kept for his Knights.

Wait. Had Ren also made Armitage’s chambers off limits to Pryde?

A smile twitched its way across Armitage’s face. “You’re more than welcome to come meet Millicent, General,” he said graciously. “I’m sure she’d enjoy the company.”

“I’ll send an audit team,” Pryde sniffed. He tucked his swagger stick beneath his left arm the way he did when he was about to walk away dismissively, and oh, so that’s what he was after. Pryde wanted to spy on Armitage. His ‘audit team’ would almost certainly consist of intelligence officers who would bring with them any number of tiny, easily hidden surveillance devices.

“I’m sorry, General,” Armitage said, “but I can’t allow that. Millicent loves people, but she can be distressed by groups. One person is all I’m willing to subject her to.”

“Yet you claim the creature won’t interfere with the operation of this ship.”

Armitage smiled again. “One person is sufficient to perform an audit. As I said, you are more than welcome to come yourself.”

Pryde always looked like he was glowering, but his face looked especially severe now. “Fine,” he said.

“Of course, I must also be present,” Armitage added. “She won’t take kindly to a stranger I haven’t introduced her to.”

“Fine,” Pryde said again. If he was feeling anything beyond slightly inconvenienced, he was hiding it exceptionally well. “We’ll go now.”

~

Armitage heard a muffled thump and the clack of Millie’s claws on the durasteel floor as soon as the hatch cycled open. “Come, darling!” he called, though she was almost certainly already on her way. “We have a visitor!”

Millicent emerged from the bedroom at a gallop, a giant blur of orange and black and white, barreling up to Armitage and bounding up on her hind legs to throw her front paws onto his shoulders. He staggered a bit under her weight and laughed as her enormous tongue lapped over his neck and face. “There’s a good girl,” he praised her, putting his arms as far around her as he could get them, stroking down her back, and burying his face in the wonderfully soft fur behind her ear. “Hello. Hello. Did you miss me?”

As usual, the greeting was over in a matter of seconds; Millie pushed off him and dropped back to the floor and circled toward where Pryde was standing. Her hackles weren’t raised, not really, but she was curious, cautious. The muscles in her legs and back were visibly tensed for a pounce, and her tail was flicking slowly back and forth behind her in preparation to counterbalance. She was absolutely magnificent, the perfect hunter, and Armitage indulged in watching her for a moment before turning his attention to Pryde.

The allegiant general stood stock-still by the door, arms straight at his sides. The only parts of him that moved were his eyes as they followed Millie’s prowl back and forth between him and the main living space. “General?” Armitage prompted.

“It’s rather...large,” Pryde said. For once, his voice wasn’t strong and certain. He seemed to remember how to move, pulling his swagger stick out from under his arm and brandishing it in front of him like a knife.

“Yes, she is,” Armitage agreed.

“I expected something...smaller. Where is its cage?”

Armitage blinked, affronted. “I would never put my Millie in a cage. She needs room to move about. It’s in her blood.”

“It’s tame, though?”

“Of course. I trained her myself. It can be difficult with this species, but only if one is not fully committed to the task.”

“Ah,” Pryde said, shifting back a half step as Millie twitched her whiskers at him. “I suppose you are the son of a nerf-herder.”

“Nerfs are docile plant-eaters!” Even someone as witless as Pryde should be able to appreciate how special Millie was, how unique. “Millie is a carnivore. A predator. It’s completely different.” Armitage wrinkled his nose and added, “Also, Millie doesn’t stink.”

Millie, sensing Armitage’s distress, began to growl low in the back of her throat. Pryde took a full step back.

“No, no, it’s all right, Millie,” Armitage told her. “To me.” Millicent loped to Armitage’s side. “Sit,” Armitage said, and Millie lowered her haunches to the floor in her elegant, feline version of parade rest. “Good girl.”

“She does seem to be well trained,” Pryde said, sounding half relieved and half disappointed. “And her presence in your quarters does not affect the operation of the ship. I shall not press the matter.”

“I appreciate your understanding, General,” Armitage said. At this point, Pryde just seemed eager to leave. He’d had no opportunity to plant any bugs; he hadn’t even moved from the doorway. Armitage, with Millicent’s help, had successfully foiled his plot. “Shall we return to the bridge?”

~

Life-partner did not like the grouchy man he brought home today. Millicent knew that for certain. And Grouchy didn’t seem to like life-partner, either, which meant Grouchy was a threat. They were tolerating each other, though, and that meant Millicent would tolerate Grouchy too...so long as Grouchy didn’t cause any problems.

Some time had passed since then. She had batted her toys around for a while and now she was lying at the foot of their bed. She had just started meticulously grooming herself when she heard the front door cycle open again. It was early for life-partner to return, but he had returned at a strange time already today, so Millie did not worry right away. However, the heavy footfalls she heard next did not belong to life-partner, nor did the scent that shortly came wafting in. Millie leapt off the bed and trotted out to the playroom, lips already curling back in warning.

It was Grouchy. Life-partner was not with him.

Millie bared all her teeth and told Grouchy unequivocally to get out of their home. Her loud, rumbling growl seemed to terrify Grouchy; he froze in place like an ash-rabbit instead of doing what she’d told him. Something he was holding in his left hand fell to the floor with a small clatter.

Millie stepped forward, attempting to startle him, to herd him to the door. Grouchy waved the stick he was carrying in his right hand at her. She paused, cocking her head to the side as she evaluated the weapon. It did not seem to pose any significant threat. “Back,” Grouchy said. “Back, you ugly beast.”

Millie recognized the words. ‘Back,’ of course, was a command. Life-partner used ‘ugly’ whenever he was talking about Dark One, and he loved Dark One almost as much as he loved Millicent, so it must be a compliment. ‘Beast,’ however, was an unpleasant word she had heard as a cub, back before life-partner had chosen her. It meant disrespect.

Millie did not obey the commands of those who did not respect her.

She continued her slow, steady advance. Grouchy let out a high-pitched sound and waved his stick right in her face. This time it actually brushed her whiskers. Millie snapped at it in warning, letting her sharp teeth clack together noisily. “Sit!” Grouchy yelled. “Lie down! Get back! Get away!”

She let out her own yell, again commanding him to leave her home. The roar was so load it rattled the drinking glass life-partner had left on the caf table. Surely that would be enough to get Grouchy to go.

But it wasn’t. Grouchy crouched down, reaching with his free hand for the small item he’d dropped. At the same time, he stopped waving the stick and started thrusting it toward her. This form of attack seemed more dangerous; he might strike her in the eye. One thrust poked her hard in the cheek; she howled, more from surprise than pain, and then she snapped her jaws closed around Grouchy’s wrist to keep him from poking her again.

She’d been polite long enough.

Grouchy screeched and jerked backward, trying and failing to free himself from Millie’s powerful hold, and dropped both the stick and the other thing. Millicent sank her teeth deep into his flesh to secure her grip.

Then she tasted blood.

Life-partner took good care of Millie, providing food and water and a bed and toys and a place to play. But it had been a long time since Millie had hunted prey. A long time since she’d enjoyed the meat of a fresh kill.

She considered. Would life-partner be troubled if she had Grouchy for dinner? Surely his unwelcome intrusion into their home and his refusal to leave broke any sort of truce the two of them had. There might be some other reason life-partner wouldn’t want Millie to eat Grouchy, but now his blood was trickling tantalizingly down her throat and she wanted more.

She deserved this, Millie decided. She had been very good for life-partner, and life-partner loved her. This was her treat.

That settled, she bit Grouchy’s hand off.

Her teeth crunched delightfully straight through the bones and tendons of Grouchy’s arm, and she chomped and smacked her lips and tossed her head until she got the whole hand into her mouth. Millie ground the meat and bones down to delicious pieces between her teeth and swallowed it all triumphantly.

Grouchy was screaming, clutching at his bloody arm, and that only made Millicent want more. She stalked toward him, licking her chops. Should she eat him piece by piece, saving the most savory bits for last? Should she go straight for the delectable organs she knew she’d find within his torso? She could crack him open easily just by leaping on top of him to break his sternum, tearing into his flesh with her claws, ripping out his ribs with her teeth—

He staggered backward until he hit the wall, and then he was scrabbling against it desperately, still screaming. His wounded cries were so sweet and enticing; how could she resist? Millicent lunged and struck him heavily with one paw, sending him flying to the floor faster than he could fall. One of his legs was left sticking out at an odd angle; she stepped on it and felt it break in two beneath her paw.

Now he was sobbing, trying and failing to crawl away. She almost wished they were in an open plain where she could really chase him, follow his wails and hunt him properly, but she had a feeling he wouldn’t have put up much of a fight no matter where he was.

Anyway, in an open plain she might have had to share. Here, this meal was all hers.

He kicked his good leg at her, so Millicent got her mouth around his ankle and gave it a good chomp. It was slightly harder to separate his foot from his body because of the covering over it, but after a few moments of worrying at it, she finally ripped it free. Millicent kept an eye on her prey as she set about tearing open the foot covering to get at the meat. Human feet weren’t especially delicious, but the bones provided a satisfying crunch, and she wanted to enjoy that before moving on to something meatier like the leg.

All Grouchy was doing was whimpering and crying and dragging himself along the ground as best he could without the full use of three limbs. It was slow going. He seemed to be trying to get to the door, but there was no way he’d be able to open it without standing on his hind legs, and Millicent didn’t think he would be able to do that. She took her time, gnawing and slurping at the foot until finally she finished it with a single definitive crunch.

Grouchy had almost made it to the door by the time she was done. It wouldn’t do for life-partner to stumble over him when he got home. Millicent trotted over and grabbed the back of Grouchy’s neck in her jaws and flung him bodily back toward the center of the room. Necks were vulnerable, especially human necks, and Millicent thought she might have broken Grouchy’s; at least that meant he’d hold still while she finished her feast.

It was time to eat his heart, Millicent decided. She’d denied herself long enough. Eagerly, Millie bounded over to Grouchy’s collapsed form, batted him over onto his back with her paw, and cracked open his chest just like she’d planned.

~

“Where is Allegiant General Pryde?”

Usually Pryde was at Kylo’s side whenever Kylo was outside his chambers. Kylo vacillated between finding it convenient and irritating; having an old Imperial constantly hanging around wasn’t really the same as keeping Hux close. Right now, though, the allegiant general was nowhere to be found, and Kylo had some orders to give him.

“General Hux?” Kylo asked, because Hux was the type to know where everyone was at all times.

“I’m afraid I don’t know, sir,” Hux said. A cursory scan of his mind showed he was telling the truth. Surprising. “I haven’t seen him since the middle of cresh shift. He said he had business and left the bridge.”

Kylo felt himself scowling and wished he hadn’t destroyed his mask.

“Can...I help with something, sir?” Hux added.

“Yes,” Kylo said, because he could give orders through Hux just as well as through Pryde. Actually, the allegiant general being absent was a good opportunity. Kylo didn’t feel like he could talk to Hux when Pryde was around. This was ridiculous, of course; he was Supreme Leader and could talk to anybody whenever he wanted. But still, it always felt...awkward. “Your chambers,” Kylo decided, in case Pryde suddenly decided to appear. “Now.”

As they set off together, Hux actually walked abreast of Kylo instead of trailing behind him. It was, Kylo thought, the first time he’d done that in a year. It reminded Kylo of how things had been on the Finalizer, before.

“How is Millicent?” Kylo asked, realizing he hadn’t thought about Hux’s pet in months. He wasn’t even sure she had survived Batuu.

“She’s fine, Supreme Leader,” Hux said. “Healthy and happy.”

It would be nice to see her again. She had always been friendly with Kylo, letting him pet her and scratch below her jowls. She had a deep, throaty purr that was strangely soothing.

He felt a sudden spike of anxiety that things might be different now, that Millicent might not like Kylo anymore. The thought of her rebuffing him was unpleasant. But there was no reason for Millicent to dislike him, was there? Things had—changed, shifted, with Hux, but surely that wouldn’t affect—

Kylo swallowed and pushed those worries down. It didn’t matter if an animal didn’t like him, did it? He was the Supreme Leader. He didn’t need anyone to like him. Not Millicent, not Hux, not anyone.

“Here we are,” Hux said, breaking into Kylo’s maudlin thoughts. Hux activated the airlock hatch to his chambers and started to enter. “Can I offer you a—” Then he broke off, stopping in the doorway, his mouth hanging open for a beat. “Ah. Supreme Leader. Perhaps a different venue—?”

“No,” Kylo said. “We’re already here. I don’t care if you haven’t dusted, or whatever.” He shouldered past Hux.

Then he stopped too. The floor was covered in dried blood, tattered pieces of fabric and leather, and bits of what looked like bone. Millicent lay curled up by the sofa. She looked very pleased with herself; her long tail curled slowly back and forth as she raised her head to look at Kylo. There was blood all around her mouth and all over her paws.

Her stomach was distended.

The smell of blood always gave Kylo something of a rush. It excited him. It was a scent of battle. He licked his lips as he stepped further into Hux’s chambers, scanning the room for evidence of what exactly had happened. It seemed clear enough, though. “Millie,” he said, “did you eat someone?”

Millie licked her own chops in response, as if to say yes.

Hux spoke up then, a nervous thread in his voice. “Supreme Leader, I’m utterly horrified. I’ve no idea how this happened. No one should have been in my chambers. I’m sure she was simply defending herself—”

Kylo raised a hand to shut him up. “It’s fine,” he said. “If Millie did eat someone, they probably deserved it.” He crossed the room to Millicent and buried his hands in her fur. “I missed you,” he crooned to her. To his delight, she rolled onto her back, inviting him to rub her tummy.

“You won’t...punish her?” Hux asked. “No matter who it was?”

“No,” Kylo said shrugging. “Why would I do that? I won’t punish you, either.”

“In that case...” Hux stepped further into the room, stooped over, picked something up, and brought it to Kylo. Kylo glanced up, then did a double take. It was that stick Pryde was always carrying around.

“Oh,” Kylo said with a laugh of realization. “So that’s where he was.”

Hux’s face took on a look of triumph. It was subtle enough that most people probably wouldn’t notice it, but Kylo did. It helped that he could also feel the man’s satisfaction rolling out from him like waves in the Force.

“You didn’t like him,” Kylo said. When Hux didn’t answer right away, Kylo added, “I know you didn’t plan this.”

At that, Hux let out a small laugh of surprise. "No, Supreme Leader. I didn’t like him.”

“I didn’t really like him either,” Kylo said. “But he always did what I ordered, so there wasn’t a good reason to kill him.” Kylo shrugged.

“It seems he intended to spy on me,” Hux added, holding up another item that appeared to be a small transmitter.

Kylo scoffed. “Was he so inept that he didn’t think he could serve me without trying to copy my most brilliant general? Fool.” Kylo turned back to Millicent and resumed stroking her fat belly. “You ate well, didn’t you? Guess you don’t need your regular dinner, do you?” Millicent nudged her face against Kylo’s ankle and started purring, and Kylo felt both gratified and content, like everything was the way it was supposed to be.

After a moment, Hux moved around the caf table and sat down on the couch, leaning over to join Kylo in petting Millicent. “Good girl,” Kylo heard him say softly.

~

Millie didn’t know why life-partner hadn’t taken Dark One as his mate yet. Humans had many strange and inconvenient customs; perhaps a long courtship was one of them. But it was nice to see Dark One again. There was something different about him, something different about the way he and life-partner were behaving around each other...but life-partner still smiled when he thought Dark One wasn’t looking, and Dark One still stared at life-partner like he wanted to mate immediately. It was only a matter of time.

Maybe, Millicent thought as Dark One settled onto the sofa next to life-partner and she climbed up to sprawl across both their laps, it would happen tonight.

~

The Deaths of Allegiant General Pryde series on AO3

[kyluxcantina]

And when Emperor Armitage Hux saw the breadth of his domain, he wept for there were no more worlds to conquer.

Please reblog with your response to the above prompt, or submit your response to the kylux cantina!

[huxandthehound]

"I'll be here to protect you" and kylux, please.

Certainly! Thanks for asking! Also for the anon that asked: Ahh what about for the fluff prompts the ‘I’ll be there to protect you’ one? :)

“Babe, you’re making this way more difficult than it needs to be.”

“I’m not being difficult,” Hux countered. “And if I were, I’ll make this as difficult as I like. This is a big decision.”

Kylo let go of Hux’s hand and plopped into the back of the sofa, running his hands through his hair. “Just… tell me if you want to break up with me, alright? Don’t string me along.”

“I am not breaking up with you, Kylo.” It was Hux’s turn to take his boyfriend’s hand, grabbing his wrist and untangling his fingers from his hair to lace them through his own. “There’s a difference between being in a relationship and living with someone. I just need to think about it.”

Klyo sighed, heavy and put-upon, still likely unconvinced Hux wasn’t actually dumping him.

Hux had already made up his mind, though. He’d be a fool to not want this beautiful man he loved to be with him as much as possible. Hux had thought of this himself but had never built up the confidence to ask yet. He couldn’t let Kylo know, though. Where was the fun in that?

“I’ll need to weigh the benefits, as well as the disadvantages,” Hux continued, voice leveled and serious.

Kylo huffed. “Easy. Pro: you get to be with me all the time.”

“Not sure how that’s a pro,” Hux murmured.

“Pro,” Kylo continued, louder, ticking off on his fingers now. “You get to be with me all the time.” He counted off another finger. “Pro: I can cook. Well.”

“True,” Hux conceded lightly with a tilt of his head.

“Pro: I’ll be here to protect you.”

“I beg your pardon,” Hux snapped, dropping his contemplative charade. “I do not need to be protected.”

“Okay, maybe not,” Kylo agreed. He sat up on his knees, throwing a leg over Hux until he was kneeling on either side of his hips. Hux let out the smallest noise of displeasure as the larger man settled his weight onto him. “Maybe you don’t need to be protected. But I like taking care of you. Making sure you’re safe.” Kylo pushed Hux’s hair back out of his face and ran his hand along the back of his head, before taking his face in both his hands. “When I’m not with you, I worry about you. Constantly. I know I shouldn’t, but I can’t help it, Hux.”

Hux couldn’t pretend anymore. Not after that. It was rare for Hux to get any sort of heartfelt endearments from Kylo, but when he said them, he really meant it.

Hux closed his eyes, savoring the touch of Kylo’s thumbs against his cheeks.

“I just want to be with you,” Kylo continued quietly. His breath fanned warmly over Hux’s face. “That’s all.”

Hux opened his eyes to Kylo’s piercing gaze. There was so much in it, swirled in the golden hues. Lust. Desperation. Concern. Love.

“Fine,” Hux said. His voice was much softer than he’d wanted it to be; Kylo did that to him, more often than he cared to admit.

“Really?”

“Yes, really. But I’ve one concession.”

Kylo pecked a kiss onto Hux’s nose. “Anything.”

“We’ll need a bigger place. How about a house?”

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[thesevioletdel1ghts]

Short filthy ficlet inspired by @fruhallbera ‘s galaxy brain tweet.

I can't agree with myself over the exact circumstances, but I want a fully and properly dressed Hux to encounter Kylo clad only in his thinnest pair of sweatpants, 🍆 tucked into the waistband because he's been disturbed mid-wank.

———

He crowds Hux against the wall, and Hux snarls, trying to protect his pristine clothes, but Kylo presses up against him, leaning close to smell Hux’s freshly shampooed hair, his hard cock pressing against Hux’s thigh—-

“Enough,” Hux barks, placing a firm palm against Kylo’s chest. Kylo stills for a moment, but doesn’t draw back. Instead he tries to nuzzle Hux’s hair, inhaling deeply, as if scenting him.

“You beast,” Hux says, allowing his voice to take on the slightest hint of affection. He squares his shoulders, hoping to project authority, even though the urge to give in and melt against Kylo is strong. There is a fine sheen of sweat glistening on Kylo’s pectorals and Hux just wants to lean in and lick it off. “What is this, then?”

“I don’t know,” Kylo says, and has the audacity to smirk, the bastard. “What do /you/ think this is, General?” He shifts his hips, and before Hux can even react, a very noticeable bulge is pressed against his thigh.

Hux keeps his voice level, even as he feels his nostrils flare in annoyance. “All I see is you slacking off, sitting around wanking in the middle of the day cycle.”

“But you see,” Kylo rumbles, warm breath tickling Hux’s ear, “I was thinking about your tight little ass. How much I enjoyed watching it bounce on my cock the other night. So I think we can conclude that all of this is your fault.”

The heat that rushes through Hux’s entire body at the words is sudden, unstoppable. It pools deep within his belly, swiftly creeping up his chest and neck, setting his cheeks aflame. His ass clenches at the memory of Kylo’s cock inside him, the stretch, the burn so devastatingly perfect that he couldn’t stop thinking about it for days afterwards. He can’t help but glance down between their bodies where said cock is straining against Kylo’s sweatpants, a small wet patch already darkening the fabric.

“Insolent,” Hux murmurs, but he is already sliding his palm down Kylo’s stomach, smoothing along the hard planes of it with his gloved fingers. Kylo sucks in a soft breath and shudders, his belly tensing under the touch. Hux lets his hand wander a little. He caresses the firm ridges, fingers ghosting over the tiny dark specks that dot Kylo’s skin. There is one right below his navel that always fascinates Hux to no end, so he brushes a fingertip gently across it, before tracing the dark trail of hair that disappears into the waistband of Kylo’s low-slung sweatpants.

Stars, those damn pants. The thin gray cotton clings to Kylo’s strong thighs, his hips, doing little to cover the fact of the long, hard cock underneath. That he isn’t wearing any underwear does not even come as a surprise.

Kylo makes a low noise in the back of his throat when Hux’s fingers inch lower. Hux tugs on the elastic of the waistband until he manages to free Kylo’s cock. He rubs his thumb across the slick head and Kylo whines, loudly, deliciously. He is leaking a significant amount of precome already, so he must have been playing with his dick for a while before Hux showed up. Hux imagines him sitting in a chair, legs spread, his thighs flexing as he grips his cock through the gray cotton, broad fingers moving over his length still tucked away in his pants, teasing it to full hardness.

"Filthy,” Hux whispers, not even sure if he is talking to Kylo or to himself, too enthralled by the sight of his own thumb moving in circles across the flushed head of Kylo’s cock.

Kylo is breathing heavily now, his puffs of breath hot against Hux’s cheek. He is bracing himself against the wall, palms bracketing Hux’s shoulders, head hung low and muscles tense. His mane of dark hair hides his expression, but his body is radiating heat and longing, and Hux can’t even pretend that he is unaffected anymore.

He pulls his hand back and removes his glove. It lands on the floor with a soft thud, and Kylo lets out a groan as his cock jerks. His gaze drops to Hux’s bare hand, tongue darting out to wet his lips.

Hux wraps his fingers around him, prompting Kylo to roll his hips and push against his hand. They both exhale in unison when Kylo’s cock slides into the circle of Hux’s fingers: thick, and silky and wonderfully hard.

He grips Kylo gently, but doesn’t stroke him, not even when Kylo grunts in frustration. It’s not that he doesn’t want to. Kriff, it’s taking a great deal of willpower not to sink to his knees, take that magnificent cock in his mouth and worship it with his lips and tongue until Kylo comes down his throat.

But this here is still a game, just like everything else when it comes to the two of them. Giving up control is equivalent to admitting defeat.

And Hux doesn’t lose. Especially not to Kylo Ren.

“Come on,” he snaps, when Kylo’s hips stutter for a moment. “Do you expect me to do everything myself?”

Kylo whines again, and the soft, pleading sound makes electric sparks flash across Hux’s skin. Kylo rocks his hips forward, fucking into his grip.

“Good,” Hux says. “Keep going. Steady.”

“Kriff. Hux—“

“Silence,” Hux commands, tightening his fist. “I know you’ve been waiting for this all day. I’m going to indulge you, so do your worst. But don’t you dare to make a mess of my uniform.”

With a moan, Kylo starts to move. He pumps into Hux’s fist, sliding his entire length into the circle of Hux’s fingers, faster and faster, in increasingly urgent thrusts. It’s an exhilarating feeling. Kylo is so hard, so hot in his hand, his thrusts powerful enough to almost rock Hux back against the wall, and Hux can feel every twitch, every throb of his cock as Kylo drives himself closer to release. Kylo’s eyes are fixed on Hux’s hand, on his cock sliding in and out of the grip of Hux’s slender fingers.

Hux allows himself a smile. “That’s a good boy. So eager, aren’t you?”

Kylo growls and lunges at him, latching his mouth on Hux’s neck and biting down hard enough to hurt. Pain blossoms in the spot where his teeth scrape the skin, sharp, stinging, but it is a small price to pay for the satisfaction of watching Kylo Ren come undone right in front of his eyes.

“Fuck you, General,” Kylo pants, hips jerking, and for a split second Hux is ready to throw all common sense to the wind and kiss him, but that would be unwise, so he ducks his head and licks along the shell of Kylo’s ear instead.

“Maybe later.” He reaches down to squeeze Kylo’s ass with his other hand, places his mouth on Kylo’s ear so he can call him filthy and needy and a brute in hurried, breathy whispers, and Kylo answers to all of it with low moans of ‘yes, yes, yes’.

And then the world seems to cease to exist around Hux, fading until it’s a warm, fuzzy mess of scents and sounds. Kylo is throbbing in his hand, thick and hot and beautiful and Hux is getting dizzy with the pleasure of it.

“Hux,” Kylo gasps suddenly, pulling back, “I can’t hold it— you have to—-”

With one swift movement, Hux yanks the sweatpants back up and over Kylo’s cock, grabbing his length through the fabric and /squeezing/. “Now!”

Kylo’s body jerks, the command like a whip lashing across his skin. Hux rubs the head of his cock ruthlessly through the fabric, not loosening his grip even a fraction until he feels wet heat spread across his palm.

Kylo’s entire body goes rigid, the muscles in his abdomen flexing, and Hux can /feel/ his cock spurt, hot, powerful jets of come soaking into the fabric of Kylo’s sweatpants, wetting Hux’s fingers.

“Good boy,” Hux whispers, pressing his lips against Kylo’s temple as he keeps milking his cock relentlessly. “Give me a bit more. I know you can.”

Kylo lets out a pained moan. He shudders under Hux’s hand as his cock gives one last spurt, warm and sticky all over Hux’s fingers.

“That’s it, darling,” Hux murmurs, squeezing once more for good measure before pulling his hand back. “Well done.”

Flushed and panting, Kylo looks ruined - and so do his sweatpants. A wet patch is now spreading over his crotch and bulge where his cock is still twitching feebly.

It’s only then that Hux realizes how hard he himself is in his jodhpurs, aching to be touched. Kylo’s eyes flick down, then back up to his face. He licks his lips, and in the next moment Hux finds himself pinned against the wall, Kylo’s hands making quick work of his trousers.

“Ren,” he says, though he knows his protest is half-hearted.

“Shh,” Kylo replies, and Hux’s mind goes blank as warm, large hands wrap around his hips. “Now it’s my turn to make you sweat, General.”

[akwardtractor]

It’s the Kylux Big Bang baby!! @fruhallbera and I have been working hard to give you these masterpieces. Please enjoy her fic where Kylo dresses up and Hux losing his dignity. Thank you @kyluxbigbang this was so much fun!

Go read her fic and give it lots of love!!

[kyluxbigbang]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars Sequel Trilogy, Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Armitage Hux/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren Characters: Armitage Hux, Kylo Ren Additional Tags: Idiots in Love, Humor, Supreme Leader Kylo Ren, Hux Put His Foot In His Mout Again, kylo ren is hot, Kylux Mini Bang 2021 Summary:

Hux had it all together until he just had to go and ruin it all by losing his temper and telling his Supreme Leader he's not a part of the glorious First Order he claims to lead.

Now Ren seems to think that if he doesn't belong in the Order he's not bound by its rules of conduct either, and struts about as he pleases, wearing clothes that are not appropriate or modest and only serve to embarrass Hux further. Read it here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/34031470

[solohux]

Hiya! Not sure if you've maybe done it before, but could I request a fic rec for kylux (and/or adjacent) hurt/comfort where Hux is the one hurt? (Either physically or emotionally is fine.) Thank you ever so much!!!!

Sure thing! I love hurt Hux!

• in the broken parts by red0aktree

Whatever it was they had, it all changed when Kylo’s phone rang as he locked up the bar just after 3:00 a.m. on a Wednesday. “What?” Kylo said into the receiver, recognizing Hux’s contact ID from the limited amount of phone interaction they’d had. “I need you to come pick me up.”-Featuring: Late night phone calls, several broken ribs, and surprise affection.

• Burdens of Command by ImperialRemnant

Hux is hurt in battle, and it doesn't bode well with Kylo.

• Raw by ballvvasher

While on a routine mission, General Hux is kidnapped and viciously gang raped by his captors. Kylo Ren is the only other being in the galaxy who knows Hux’s shameful secret. Story contains graphic gang rape, sexual violence, rape recovery, rape fantasy (as a coping mechanism). Hux’s relationship with Kylo Ren is consensual but borders dub-con. Please read all tags for more warnings.

• Unspoken Feelings by NatLannister

Kylo isn't sure when it happened, but it seemed that overnight his hate for Hux had disappeared. It isn't till Hux is hurt in battle that Kylo finally understands how he feels about the general.

• Fidget by declarejenos

Having returned to the Finalizer post-Starkiller, Ren should be attempting to pursue his destiny by seeking out Luke Skywalker and The Girl. Instead he contemplates why he can't stop fidgeting...and what has become of the missing General...

• languor in the calm of your shade by TheSpaceCoyote

Emperor Hux recovers from an attempted assassination, while his Enforcer seeks forgiveness for his failure.

• all you can feel is your lungs flood and the blood course by TheSpaceCoyote

General Hux falls through the ice while on Starkiller Base, right in front of the man least likely to bother saving him. 

• a deafening hush by TheSpaceCoyote

This time, Kylo Ren is too late to save his general.   

• sparks on metal made to look like bleeding by TheSpaceCoyote

An explosion at an old Imperial base leaves Hux pinned underneath the debris. Kylo tries to help, only to fail—and put the general's life in even more danger.

• pull it through by TheSpaceCoyote

When Hux is grievously impaled in the aftermath of an explosion, Kylo goes to great lengths to save him—all the while enduring the still-conscious general's abrasive attitude.

• Stargazer by PalenDrome (nerdherderette)

Two years after last seeing Hux on the Star Destroyer Steadfast, Ben learns that certain things are too powerful to escape their orbits.

• Catharsis by fuck_you_kylo  

Brendol Hux is finally dead. Armitage Hux did not expect it to affect him much.

• Healing by FruHallbera   

Hux manages to get himself seriously hurt on a mission gone wrong and it falls to Kylo Ren to decide his fate.            

• rest, general by stxrships

Clearly Kylo is not the only one damaged after Starkiller.

• Forgiveness by DeviantDarkBelle

Hux is alive and in hiding. Until someone finds him.

• A Young Understanding by bastilas             

While accompanying his father on a diplomatic mission to the New Republic, Armitage presents as an omega. And there's nothing Brendol Hux despises more than omegas. Fearing his father's wrath, Armitage flees and runs straight into Ben Solo.  

[kyluxtitleception]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars Sequel Trilogy, Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Armitage Hux/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren Characters: Armitage Hux, Kylo Ren, Millicent the Cat (Star Wars) Additional Tags: Sex Toys, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Sex, Masturbation, Under-negotiated Kink, Light Dom/sub, Dominant Armitage Hux, Submissive Kylo Ren Summary:

Cat sitting can be quite boring so what is a man like Kylo to do but to entertain himself by going through his neighbor's cupboards. Everybody does that, right?

[cosleia]

Here's a sentence prompt: It probably wasn't supposed to make that particular noise.

“Stop,” Armitage yelled from the adjoining room, “you’re stripping it.”

“I’m what?” Ben yelled back over the noise.

“You’re stripping it, you absolute idiot, stop drilling,” Armitage roared, stomping into the room with louder footfalls than you’d expect from someone of his slender build and yanking the power drill out of Ben’s hand.

Ben knew he was pouting, but he decided he felt like doing it; he looked up at Armitage and crossed his arms and huffed, “I don’t know what that means.”

“It means,” Armitage said, “that you’re an utterly useless spoiled brat who’s never had to do a thing for himself in his entire life,” and he sounded utterly exasperated---but he still leaned in, curled his fingers in Ben’s hair, and kissed him possessively, just like usual.

[kyluxcantina]

The Human Furnace (tm) Kylo is not above any excuse to keep Hux warm. Any excuse. Whether Hux is actually cold or not.

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[huxandthehound]

From the mashup list, 41 and 69, and kylux if I may!

Of course! Here’s this half-fic/half-summary thing. Enjoy!

41. First kiss69. Flirting under fire

Let’s face it. Canon Kylo and Hux do not know how to flirt. They can send knowing looks in the other’s direction, but that only does so much, especially considering how one-sided it was until Kylo ditched the mask.

It doesn’t stop them from trying, though, and when their convoy gets ambushed on the way back to their ship on a planet-side mission, Hux decides it’s now or never. So, instead of venting to Ren how he’s sure they’ll never get out of the situation alive, he begins to make his advances.

It’s not like they’ll live to remember this anyway.

Of course it takes a while for Hux to get his footing, initially spouting off insults in Ren’s direction as they both mow down enemies and troopers fall uselessly around them. Eventually, they find themselves cramped terribly close in some excuse for shelter with blaster bolts flying around them. Hux occasionally leans out to pop off a few blasts. Kylo does what he can with the Force.

Pressured by impending doom, they begin to compliment each other, albeit backhandedly. Kylo commends Hux’s sure shooting, while inviting him to his quarters for a refresher course on hand to hand combat. Hux throws around a few suggestive phrases about dragging Kylo to the range and getting a blaster in his hands.

It’s not elegant, but it’s effective. Hux begins to mourn the loss of whatever future they might have had as the enemies close in on them.

Their shelter is flanked, Hux is stabbed, and within moments the surrounding enemies – and likely many more – feel the wrath of Kylo’s grief.

In the silence and stillness of the aftermath, Kylo tends to Hux. He’s actually not so bad off, but Kylo sees his opportunity, carrying Hux to their ship, holding him perhaps a little closer than is absolutely necessary.

Hux whispers Kylo’s name – his first name, the one he’s never used before – as he’s lowered into a bunk on the ship. Kylo leans into him in a heartbeat, and Hux tastes sweetness and iron before everything goes black.

Once he wakes up in the medbay, Hux cites blood loss as the culprit for his loss of consciousness. Kylo doesn’t buy it.

He kisses him again, just to be sure.

Accepting mashup requests from this list.

[ofcacthuxandkylosaur]

Aaand the second piece illustrating fruhallbera’s fic For the Good of the Order (made for the Kylux Mini Bang) that you should totally go read:)

[kyluxbigbang]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars Sequel Trilogy, Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Armitage Hux/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren Characters: Armitage Hux, Kylo Ren Additional Tags: Misunderstandings, Manners and Etiquette, Jealousy, Blow Jobs, Frottage, Inappropriate Use of the Force, Kylux Big Bang 2020, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence Summary:

There is more to conquring a galaxy than military prowess and brutal power. When the First Order starts to expand towards the Core Armitage Hux finds his set of skills sorely lacking and not what might be expected of a man second in power only to the Supreme Leader himself. Read it here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26681347

[kyluxtitleception]

Kylux Titleception 2019 Masterlist of Works

Fics (SFW):

Result of Suffering by Kylo_Rens_Slashed_Face (Tauntaun_Logistics)

Rating: M

Fools in Your Garden by thewightknight

Rating: G

Hux's garden was his prize and joy. The pokestop in it was the bane of his existence.

The Beast Behind You by thewightknight

Rating: G

Kylo's Valentine's day present to Hux is fluffy, adorable, and has sticky paws.

Summer Sadness by thewightknight

Rating: G

Ben should be excited. It was the last day of school, and all of summer stretched out before them. But at the end of it, Hux would be leaving

And the worms ate into his brain! by RainbowGirl410

Rating: Not Rated

Ben likes to tell stories, and Armitage listens, even though he doesn't care for them half the time.

Whiskey Fever by StrokeofStupidity

Rating: G

Hux is in his office when he hears the heartbreaking cry of his son. Meanwhile Kylo is sick with the flu. Will this family be able to find some peace?

Don't worry, this is fluff. The answer is yes.

Staring at the Sun by rudbeckia

Rating: T

It’s 1952. WW2 is over but not forgotten, rationing has not yet ended, and the world is still not at peace.

Kylo Ren, failed pilot, failed member of a religious order and son of a politician, has left the USA to avoid potentially embarrassing his mother with career-ending scandal. He aims to live quietly as the owner of a bookstore in a coastal village in Britain.

Armitage Hux, the last Lord Arkanis, is a man who has responded to accusations surrounding his fascist father’s death by retreating to the last habitable room in the once-great Arkanis Manor, its library, and is well on the way to becoming a recluse.

Over a shared love of literature and sunrise over the sea, despite misunderstandings and secrecy, they meet and tentatively find common ground.

Catacomb Visitors by dreamyafterdark

Rating: T

Kylo brings a badly injured Hux to Korriban to seek help in healing him...

Slayer of Light by FruHallbera

Rating: T

Kylo returns from his mission injured and in need of care and comfort.

fucking hell this dude's a beast by technorat

Rating: T

Hux hates his obnoxious neighbor, the one that breaks things, is noisy at unreasonable hours, and dares to look as good as he does.

Far Beyond the Ice and Snow by Kittens

Rating: T

Kylo Ren, a falcon shapeshifter, has lived alone in the far north for years, the remote location of his territory hindering any ability to have friends. Kylo doesn't care. Or at least, he doesn't until he has a chance meeting with another falcon shapeshifter who definitely doesn't belong out on the tundra.

Defender of a Cat by rudbeckia

Rating: T

How Kylo became Millicent’s saviour.

Stranger of My Imagination by shinysylver

Rating: M

“The New Republic High Court has outlawed capital punishment. You have been deemed guilty of the crime of genocide. There is no rehabilitation for you. By their order you have been sentenced to sleep for the rest of your natural life.”

Deemed too dangerous for prison, Kylo and Hux are stripped of their memories and sentenced to live out the rest of their lives in a specially constructed dream world. But can any prison truly hold them?

Skies burning with Thunder by DeviantDarkBelle

Rating: M

Kylo takes Hux on a much needed and deserved holiday off ship.

Hux may be afraid of a thing or two - Kylo protects him.

Very soft murder husbands, though they're not married - at least not yet.

Fools in Your Garden by itsallaboutflowermetaphors

Rating: G

Ben and Armitage are sitting on the porch of Ben’s tree house, their feet dangling off the edge, as far away from all the people as possible. Leia doesn’t allow Ben to disappear into the house during family garden parties. It’s not proper.

Summertime Sadness by stardustmillenium

Rating: T

Summertime. Sunshine, friendship, laughter, and good times. That's what expect, right? Wrong.

This summer is not what Ren expected. Heartbreak and loss have taken over.

Art (SFW):

Some Kylux Titleception Work by Movielover52

Beasts in the Castle, Don’t Ever Wanna Grow Up, and Off to the Hunt by  katherine1753

So Long and Goodnight moodboard by  nerdherderette

Up All Night moodboard by  mysticmilkshakesublime

Stranger of my Imagination moodboard by  huxandthehound (fic by  shinysylver)

The Season is Calling moodboard by  nerdherderette

Far Beyond the Ice and Snow by  threewinterssnow

NSFW work under the cut.

Fics (NSFW)

Titty Titty Bang Bang (Bang Bang Bang!) by  Kylo_Rens_Slashed_Face (Tauntaun_Logistics)

Rating: E

Kylo bangs Hux during their attack on Crait. A whole new context for "More! More! More!"

A Bootblack Mummy Wants Oral by Kylo_Rens_Slashed_Face (Tauntaun_Logistics)

Rating: E

Hux likes leather, really likes leather. He gets a bit - overzealous - while polishing Kylo's boots, so Kylo is forced to punish him in the "worst" way possible: by binding him up mummy-style and giving him head.

A Midsummer’s Night Cream by thewightknight

Rating: E

Kylo's text was unexpected but not unwelcome. Hux just hadn't gotten the memo that their relationship was progressing in such a fashion. Except wait .... 

Forced Perspective by Gamebird

Rating: E

Kylo Ren and Hux are stranded on a jungle world after negotiations go bad. Kylo is badly wounded, his life resting in Hux's treacherous hands. His take on the reasons for his survival are very different from Hux's. 

Cops and Robbers by BoStarsky

Rating: M

Ben likes his job, is proud of it, proud of carrying an FBI badge in his pocket and the cases he’s had a hand in solving. He’s good at his job. Or, he was until a string of robberies spanning the US landed in his lap, everything from elaborate jewelry heists to residential burglaries all tied back to one person. One person so elusive and infuriatingly untraceable that Ben might just be stuck on this case until one of them dies.

Kicking Eternity by cowboykylux

Rating: E

It was hot, Armitage Hux thought with a sigh as she sat in the front pew of her father’s church. Shifting in her seat, her leather boots scraped against the red dust of the earth that had been tracked in from the road just outside the church. It made a sound like sand in the bottom of a gold pan.

Armitage hated the sound. She did it again.

Footprints Among the Graves by LostSpaceCadetLeon

Rating: Not Rated

Hux is a serial killer who has taken Kylo under his wing. At one point Kyle had been one of Huxs targets but Hux decided to keep him after one fun night in a Graveyard that has now been dubbed their 'fun spot' to go. Much to Kylos surprise Hux gives up his reign of power just a bit to really enjoy his lover.

Take the Day by FruHallbera

Rating: E

As first meetings go, this is not the most romantic or the cutest of the bunch but it certainly is memorable.

Sprinkled or Glazed by LostSpaceCadetLeon

Rating: M

Astromorphology by DeviantDarkBelle

Rating: E

Armitage Hux and Ben Solo are paired together for a very important project in University.

Old money vs. new money, rich boys who run different circles.

Awakening in my Nightmares by Heresetrash

Rating: E

Hux and Kylo swap bodies and are forced to commit to a temporary truce in order to figure out a solution. What starts out as a nightmare might turn out a lot more pleasant in the end.

by the sea, by the sea by GremlinGirl

Rating: E

Hux's ship sinks, leaving him in the open water. When he does wash up on an island in the middle of nowhere, he finds the residents odd. Ben especially, he finds, acts peculiar and speaks of things that are impossible. However, he is caught in his sway, and Hux has to play along to escape the island and get back to his ordinary life.

The Season is Calling by PalenDrome (nerdherderette)

Rating: E

When Armitage Hux woke up this morning, he never imagined that his eighteenth birthday would be spent like this: running through the woods with his clothes torn, slick between his legs, gun long-forgotten.

Ruination with Wings by imperialhuxness

Rating: E

Hux didn't intend to survive the capture of the Finalizer. His newly dethroned ex has other plans. ... “So you brought me along to face capture, trial, and eventual execution rather than letting me die honorably of my wounds,” Hux finishes for him. He affects frigidity, but his breath hitches anyway. Hux is the Order--he shouldn’t have outlived it. It would be like cutting a man in half and expecting him to grow a new head and shoulders.

Billionaire Pterodactyl Wants Oral by darktensh17

Rating: E

If anyone had told Armitage Hux that he would be on his knees before a billionaire slowly undoing his pants to give the man, a Mr. Kylo Ren, the best blowjob of his life (Hux wasn’t modest about his skills), for a large sum of cash. . . well Hux would have been very proud of himself honestly.

Now, if anyone had told him that billionaire also happed to be a large green pterodactyl, then he may have given some pause

The devil and the deep blue sea by DeviantDarkBelle

Rating: E

When millionaire Ben Organa-Solo marries, he inherits a large plot of land that belonged to his grandfather, Anakin Skywalker. Family and friends are overjoyed but others may not be impressed with his choice, Rey.

There is something about the house, something about the land, something about the riverfront property.

a beautiful behind by DeviantDarkBelle

Rating: E

Kylo comes back from a mission planet side and finds Hux in the shower.

Kylo can't resist Hux's ass...

Dragons and Kittens by dreamyafterdark

Rating: M

Hux is driven to another routine assignment by Ren. But events take a turn for the very strange and eye-opening...

stargazer by TheSpaceCoyote

Rating: E

Now that Armitage Hux is ruling as emperor over the entire galaxy, he has time to breathe, sit back, and look at the stars.

Not Now, Boner by dreamyafterdark

Rating: E

Alternative Throne Room scene. Kylo comes to, but finds certain problems standing in his way when he tries to confront Hux.

So Long And Goodnight by AshGunnywolf

Rating: E

When Hux agreed to play for the Killing Tour, he knew he would be sharing a tour bus with another band called the Knights of Ren. He had no idea that the lead singer, Kylo Ren, is one of the most aggravating people he'd ever meet. He also had no idea that he shares a very unusual sort of experience with Kylo or that he has more in common with Kylo than he'd like to admit.

Up All Night by MyNickname_is_mysticmilkshake

Rating: E

Hux agrees to share an apartment with two friends Kylo and Poe. He regrets it, then he suffers. His roommates are sloppy, noisy and one of them doesn’t wear a shirt and has a body of a Greek god. Everything becomes much worse when three college kids arrive at their apartment. More noise, snide comments, and all Hux wants is a quiet place to rest. And he will get it. A small cabin near a lake. Far from the noisy city and all his problems, except one — the cabin belongs to his hot roommate, and he is going there with him. It’s Hux’s personal hell.

So Long and Good Night by PalenDrome (nerdherderette)

Rating: E

AKA: The five times Hux said "no" and the one time he didn't.

Northern Fall by TechieHux

Rating: M

Ben has everything under control. Both of his secrets are safe, his grades are passable, and his mom isn't terrified of him anymore. It's a good life, but nothing quiets the ache in his bones.

Something is wrong. Something is missing.

And the key may just be his new neighbor.

[kyluxcantina]

The dawn comes and the knight goes

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