#transhux

[itssteffnow]

Just a little glimpse

[thediktatortot]

Finished this piece based on the vacation fic! Idk who just walked in on them, but it doesn’t seem like The Grand Marshal or the Supreme Leader really care much.

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[petalouda85]

#kyluxbaby #TransHux or #MpregHux that Hux never thought about son (even being in a couple with kylo) and only after a big fright (exident or whatever) in which he almost loses his "uterus" begins to think to have a son with kylo (It's a general idea, you can change what you like) PD: sorry my english

Thank you so much for the prompt (and sorry that it took so long to write it)! I hope you like it and I hope you don’t mind that I added some ABO elements to this. 

Hux had rarely entertained the thought of having children. The reasons were too many to count: his meticulous mind had always rationalized that his work and goals would never spare him even a minute for such a thing, he could never give his enemies such an easy weakness and when the time would come where he passed on his future empire to the next generation, he wouldn’t need a biological heir; all he would require is an heir who was competent and could continue his empire. But most important of all: he would never give into his Omega status, become everything his father said he would, a broodmare whose only purpose was to be taken by every Alpha he encountered.

Never.

He took every measure he could imagine to hide his nature. He took suppressants, put on perfumes that masked his scent, added padding to his uniforms to form the illusion of a larger body and adopted the personality of an Alpha: dominant and confident. His façade worked; no one ever questioned his nature, no one could even guess.

Then the chaos known as Kylo Ren entered his life. Hux kept up his façade as best he could, going so far as purposely squabbling with his new co-commander to make it seem as though they were no more than two alphas butting heads for control.

But Kylo eventually found out the truth, no doubt through digging through the depths of Hux’s mind using the Force. For a moment, Hux had been scared, images of his father’s threats flashing through his mind, and he anticipated Kylo to take him right there, at that very moment without a care for Hux.

Instead, Kylo promised he would keep his secret.

Their relationship changed after that. The squabbles happened less and less, they began to trust each other, even went to one another to ask for advice or help. Somehow, they ended up being lovers; Hux still wasn’t certain how that happened.

His train of thought was interrupted by the baby that was lying on his chest, making the smallest gurgling and groaning noises they could muster. Hux smiled at the small child and placed a gentle kiss on their thin, soft blonde tufts of hair. He was only a few hours old but he loved his son more than he thought he could ever love a child. After he gave his son another kiss on his head, he found his mind drifting back to the events that led to his son’s birth.

Even after his secret was revealed to Kylo and their relationship evolved from lovers to partners, children was something they never talked about; Hux wasn’t even certain if that was something that Kylo would even want, so he never pressed the topic.

But then Ziria happened. After Crait, against all odds, the Resistance gained traction and became capable once more of holding their own against the Order. They gained support and managed to rebuild a substantial amount of their people, posing a threat once more to a new Empire built by the Order. They chased the Resistance from planet to planet, system to system, eventually leading to the battle on Ziria. He had been on the battle field, fighting alongside Kylo Ren, but he didn’t remember much more than that. What he had been told was that a grenade exploded near him, the explosion nearly killing him. Upon waking two weeks after the battle, the doctors called it a miracle that he survived without losing a limb or significantly damaging his body internally. Still in the drunken haze of medication, Hux had asked if it were still possible for him to have children. He thought it was his imagination when he felt relief at the doctor’s answer of yes but in the days that followed, he had a new-found desire to have a child of his own, his father’s words and everything he had been told about Omegas be damned.

A year later, after asking Kylo and going off suppressants, his darling son was finally here, fast asleep on his chest, tiny and beautiful. He glanced over at Kylo, still fast asleep in thee chair next to his bed in the medbay. He smiled before turning back to his newborn, giving him another kiss on his little head. As the child grunted in his sleep, Hux wondered why he didn’t do this sooner.