#idk i always wanna bone after listening to Nina

[francisthegreat]

I have a kinda filthy prompt for you: Hux is a musician (he plays sax) and Kylo isn't. Before doing the nasties, Hux likes to treat Kylo to a "concert" in which he plays raunchy sax.

SO! I am combining this with an anon ask that requested Hux as a piano player, since they are both music related. Since I play the piano, that is what I went with, but the rest of it answers this prompt. Hope that’s okay! 

“I have a request.”

Hux looks up. Kylo’s leaning on thebar, all big ears and dark eyes and long, curling hair. He nods at the grandpiano and his smile looks – smug. He’s the last person here.

The bar’s cleared out, the airheavy with smoke but finally quiet, and Kylo’s already locked up. He’s wipingdown the bar and watching Hux wind down: generally after a gig, Hux takes tenminutes to sit at his piano and smoke a cigarette and just. Stare. At the keys,at the strings inside. He likes to think about how they work, how they fittogether. After hours of all the talking and yelling and music, it’s. Quiet.

Hux raises an eyebrow and turnsback to the keys, keeping his cigarette between his teeth and cracking hisknuckles. He always indulges Kylo his little requests. The money’s not good atthis place. But the bartender’s –

The bartender’s alright.

“What’s your request then?” Huxasks.

Kylo grins and hops over the bar,comes and settles down with his forearms on the piano, watching the strings onthe inside. Watching Hux. His eyes are so dark and when he smiles his teeth are crooked. Itmakes Hux dizzy, it always makes Hux dizzy.

Kylo’s voice is soft and low whenhe answers, and Hux must be imagining the heat in his eyes when he says,“Sinnerman.”

Hux, inexplicably, blushes. “Sinnerman.”

Kylo nods, eyes warm. “I know youknow it, you play like you know it.”

Hux furrows his eyebrows. “Like Iknow what?”

“Jazz.”

Hux laughs, takes a drag of hiscigarette and watches Kylo lick his lips. His stomach drops a little.

“What do you think I know about jazz?”

Kylo chews his lip and neverlooks away from Hux’s face. Had he gotten closer?

“The shit it says. The shit jazz musicalways says.”

Hux raises his eyebrows and waitsfor Kylo to continue.

“Pain. Love.” Kylo takes a stepforward, hands sliding along the edge of the piano, and lowers his voice.“Sex.”

Hux ignores the flush on his chest.“That’s a bit melodramatic for a bartender.”

“Just play the song, Hux.”

Hux.He always got a little thrill when Kylo said his name. He lets the cigaretterest between his teeth and puts his hands on the keys. Kylo's right, ofcourse. He does know it. It's one of his favorites, one of those things heplays only for himself. Only at night.

He looks up at the empty bar, atthe chairs on the tables, at the rows and rows of whiskey and at Kylo’sscorching dark eyes.

“Sinnerman, then.”

At the first note Kylo’s gaze goesglassy and unfocused, and he closes his eyes. Hux closes his eyes, too. He knowsthis. His hands know how to play it so well he imagines he could do all sortsof things while playing it. He imagines closing the top of the piano, havingKylo sit on top of it and spread his legs out right in front of him.

Sinnerman,where you gonna run to?

He's singing it under his breath,quiet and dark and almost only for himself, but when he opens his eyes Kylo isright there, right in his space. Hux’s fingers stutter just a little.

“Don’t stop,” Kylo says, and he'sso close Hux can feel his breath on his face. He smells like the shot ofwhiskey he’d poured himself when he locked up. His proximity makes Hux’s wholebody hot, and the music he's playing seems like it's inside them and fuck, the blue notes are so blue with Kylo’s body so close.

His hands are unsteady but somehowthat makes it better, it comes out desperate and shaking and wrecked, painful in a way he generally didn’t allow his music tobe, searingly hot and so dissonant and beautiful, exactly like the way Kylo’sface looks.

Iran to the Devil, he was waiting, I ran to the Devil, he was waiting-

Kylo kisses him. He kisses him hotand wet and open with no preamble, no lead-in, no build-up. Just Kylo’s huge handson his face, Kylo’s pinkies under his jaw and Kylo’s thumbs brushing over histemples and Kylo’s tongue in his mouth. Hux stops playing and pulls Kylointo his lap, doesn't even cringe at the sound it makes when Kylo leans on thekeys to drag his cock against Hux’s through their clothes.

Hux curses. Kylo pulls back justenough to grin against the curve of Hux’s jaw.

“Wanna get out of here?” 

[fmdrohan]

hello, hi ! 👋🏽  i hope this introduction post finds everyone well. ♡ i’m no one new to these parts, but for those of you who don’t know me, you can call me alé. i’m 21+, use he/him pronouns, and i’m the current typist for aria’s main vocalist, nina seo, & now, i’m bringing you all yet another muse. so, without further delay, i’d love to introduce you to brand-new creation of mine called 𝖞𝖔𝖔 𝖗𝖔𝖍𝖆𝖓. he is knight’s main dancer, sub vocalist, and rapper, as well as their currently marketed “sexy” member. outside of his career, he’s honestly just one big douche-bag skater kid that seeks cheap thrills, and who wants to do nothing more than put a smile on your face... even if causes him trouble sometimes. more info about him is below the cut, so please like this to plot ! ♡ tumblr im’s or discord by request.✨ 

𝖍𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖞.

born in seoul, south korea, to a working class, christian family.

mom was a manager at a local restaurant, dad worked at a law firm.

both of them were busy all the time; they lived paycheck-to-paycheck.

he didn’t get much attention at home, so he sought it out at school.

there, he was known as a a huge “class clown” or “class daredevil.”

all he wanted was to put smiles on people’s faces and push limits.

did he end up in the principal’s office a lot? YES, that was his “brand.”

as he got older, his class clownery turned to pranks and thrill-seeking.

he also became HELLA interested in skateboarding and parkour lmao.

rohan felt as if he wasn’t living if he wasn’t on constantly on the edge.

he’s broken a few bones, endured tons of scrapes, but never gives in

this, obviously, didn’t please his mother and father... they were just busy.

too busy to reprimand him and care—rohan got away with a loooot of shit.

he didn’t start receiving discipline until he was scouted by bc entertainment.

despite his messy hair, distinct style, and overall vibe, he fit the bill somehow.

the two years he spent in practice changed him a little as a person; for better.

he found a new love in dancing, and he was naturally pretty great at it tbh.

his background made him extremely coordinated, flexible, and really strong.

his fearlessness made him bold enough to try out new moves or stunts.

two years later, he d��buted as a main dancer and kept his impulses at bay.

this isn’t exactly what he saw himself doing in life, but he wasn’t mad at it.

over time, his image began to shift into sexier and “stud-lier” territory.

his outfits became more revealing and he was treated differently in public.

this... fucks him up a lot because it’s the exact opposite of how he is.

he’s just some skater / parkour punk that gives off dumb big bro vibes.

how on earth do they expect him to be portray and convey sexy 24/7?

as this is more of a “job” to him than passion, he does what they tell him to.

so long as his checks get signed and he accumulates wealth, he’s good.

𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖞.

as mentioned above, rohan gives off very douchey “big brother” vibes.

he’ll pick on you, tease you, pull pranks on you, etc. all in the name of fun.

he’ll go too far sometimes, and he’ll feel bad, but has “no regrets.” 😎  lol.

lowkey loooves anime and draws his own bad sketches; also into sci-fi.

underneath the dumb, douchebag exterior is just a big ol’ nerd, that’s all.

if you’re a cute guy, he’ll DEFINITELY flirt with you—taken or not taken lol.

he’s someone that hasn’t really let being an idol ruin his personal life tbh??

he still does whatever the fuck he wants within the constraints of his contract.

though, whenever he gets “bored,” he does things he’s not supposed to.

bc entertainment’s warned him of being careful not to injure himself, but...

i don’t really think he cares at this point in his career; he likes more freedom.

little random, but he loooves underground / indie rock music and rap, too.

one of those assholes that doesn’t really listen to any other idol music lmao.

to be fair though, he’s not really a massive fan of knight’s music either. 😁

he just sings or raps whatever they tell him to and rolls with the punches.

lowkey wants to take up tattooing and graffiti at some point, he’s that guy.

loooves to talk and meet new people, even if they find him a li’l annoying.

whenever he’s stressed, angry, upset, hungry... he shows it with aggression.

it’s never gotten intense much, but he’s not much of a sensitive “crier” yk.

there’s more of him for me to discover as time goes on, so that’s it for rn!

𝖕𝖑𝖔𝖙-𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖘.

no plots page yet, sry :/// i’ve been a little busy this week rip.

some ideas will be below though so lmk if they appeal to you!

one, he’s definitely known to ghost people, so... maybe your muse is one of ‘em? like, this would be locked to males in the lgbt community, but you know. give him some really awkward encounters to make him feel like shit for ditching you after tons of sweet talk. sad thing is, he’s aware of it, and it’s mostly because of his schedule, but also ??? he’s just having fun, you know. he doesn’t wanna get tied down to anything right now.

two, maybe that ONE GIRL he tried to fuck with at the beginning of his career. while he knows he’s always been attracted to men, i think he would’ve convinced himself to at least try it out with a woman to make sure he wasn’t also interested in them, too. he’s a MASSIVE flirt and sweet talker, definitely made her feel special, but like... it never really went anywhere because... he just wasn’t into it, but didn’t wanna make her mad lmao. clearly ended up in a break-up and it could be both an ugly or pretty ending imo idk.

three, i’d DIE if other muses in famed were super into skating, or anime, or really any of his interests, too, and they’ve formed a “club” of sorts? just your local band o’ dirtbags who get together and fuck shit up a little bit here and there. i feel like this could be open to anyone who shares any of his interests tbh ??? maybe closer to his age is preferred, but honestly, i’m here to discuss whatever! i’m all for compromises and shit tbh.

four, maybe someone’s he’s lowkey seeing ( male, male-presenting lock ) that he’s really vibing with, but he just can’t... feasibly reason why he should have a bf right now. he’s got a lot going on, so he’s kind of a flake, but at the same time, he doesn’t intend to be an asshole to them. they’re maybe one of the only people he’s “softer” with. can end up romantic or platonic depending on how they handle it together, me thinks!

five, a dance partner or two would be pretty cool tbh! he’s not a dancer first, so he likes to dance with other people who are passionate about it to learn from ‘em. he can handle his own with choreography, but doesn’t have his own distinct style, so he’d really appreciate all the help he can get in becoming better ig? all in the name of work!

six, maybe a person who fucking HAAAATES him because they find him really annoying and super douchey, so they just... avoid him at all costs. however, he kinda picks up on the fact that they avoid him, so he pesters them even worse, which doesn’t end well... ever. this is definitely more open to anyone tbh and we can plan as we go!

seven, flipside where it’s someone that he CAN’T stand because he finds them really persnickety, snobby, and rude as fuck. if there’s one thing he hates A LOT, it’s bratty rich kids with silver spoons in their mouths. like, if this was a “the outsiders” verse, he’d be a greaser 1000000%, not a soc. lmao. he’d butt-heads with this person a fuck-ton.

eight, however many guys wanna piece of him, he’s happy to have a catalogue of fwb’s he calls on. he’s definitely not someone who says no to a good time, and he can act like a perfect boyfriend if that’s what you want. sadly, this’ll always be a temporary game. any of these fwb’s can go in many directions and can be plotted out individually!

nine, the age old question... “who’s your ideal type?” under pressure, he said you as a joke ( because of this, it could be male or female ) and now, fans of your respective groups ship you two together all the time. it’s a little awkward, and you two haven’t really talked about it much, but here you are... at a shared event sitting next to each other. how do you handle it? what do you do? is it awkward or all in good fun?

ten, someone who kinda hates that he doesn’t really take being an “idol” all the serious. he’s got a lot of shit on his bucket list he wants to do and he doesn’t let fame fuck with that, so he’s careless. he didn’t go into this business because of passion, it’s just where he ended up. your muse doesn’t like that, and thinks people like him are lazy as fuck.