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charliedawn · 1 year

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Alright alright, I worked up the courage to ask about Star Wars. Can I get a How they would kiss you preference for Star Wars? Aniken and Han Solo and any characters you might want.

Anakin :

The first time you kissed Ani, it was on the return of one of his missions and someone had told you that he had been hurt during said mission. You hadn't wasted a single second before climbing aboard ship before it even reached the ground, praying that Anakin was alright.

You found him in the medical bay, laid down on a bed and your heart missed a beat. You stepped forward to hold his hand and stroked the back of his hand with your thumb.

"Come on, Ani...Wake up. For me. Please."

You then kissed him, unaware of what was going on in Anakin's head—since you weren't force sensitive.

In Anakin's head :

'Play unconscious. Play unconscious. Play unconscious. Don't laugh. Don't freak out. It's not like Y/N is kissing you right now. They're going to be so mad when they discover it was a prank.'

And then, as if the force itself had summoned him, Obi-Wan stepped in and stopped dead in his tracks before eyeing the both of you suspiciously.

"What are you doing ?", he asked before folding his arms over his chest in disapproval. You suddenly took a step back and threw your hands in the air.

"It's...It's not what it looks like !", you tried to defend yourself—but Obi-Wan shook his head before looking straight at Anakin.

"Not you. You. Get up, Anakin.", he told him and you frowned in incomprehension, until Anakin started talking that is.

"Can't, master. I'm playing dead."

Your eyes grew wide and you were seriously debating on whether to be overjoyed by the fact that he was alright, or kill him yourself.

"No, you're playing the idiot. Now, get up.", Obi-Wan said knowingly and Anakin rolled his eyes before finally sitting up.

Obi-Wan sighed before walking away.

"You have five minutes."

The moment he was out, you glared at Anakin who addressed you a cheeky wink before asking.

"Sooo...You were worried, huh ?"

You restrained an eye roll before wrapping your arms around his neck.

"Ani...You are the biggest jerk in all the galaxy. And I'm mad at you. And it doesn't make any sense. But, I still love you."

You then kissed him again and he smiled at your words. He knew he was a fool, but it felt so good to be your fool—he would gladly spent an eternity being yours.

"If that's how you kiss all jerks, I'll gladly be the king of jerks."

You shook your head in disbelief before hitting his chest playfully. You then both burst into laughter and he took your hand before you left the ship to go home.

Anakin is passionate and playful. He'd do anything for a smile. And even when you're mad at him, he'd find a way to make you laugh and indulge into giving him what he wants.

He would have his kiss, no matter what.

Han Solo :

You were one of the Rebel fighters and had met Han Solo when he was trapped on wookie territory. The Rebellion had sent you on a rescue mission and boy, were you skillful with a blaster.

He immediately noticed you and since then, had been unable to stay away.

Finally, he confessed his love for you just as he was on a mission to go stop Darth Vader.

"Hey, Y/N...I might not make it. So...Just wanted to let you know that I love you and try not to cry too hard if I..."

He wanted to reassure you, but he knew that the mission would be dangerous and decided to be honest with you. But, he didn't plan on you—grabbing him by the back of the neck to kiss him before he could utter another word. Not that he was complaining. But, he was actually trying to be a gentleman.

"Make sure you do.", you told him and Han blinked twice before chuckling nervously.

"Yeah...I'll do that."

He then went aboard his ship and you smiled before grabbing Chewbacca's hand before he also went inside after him.

"Bring our Han back in one piece, alright ?"

Chewbacca let out a loud roar in agreement before pulling you into a hug and you smiled—hiding your tears into his fur. You knew the mission would be dangerous, you weren't delusional. But, you were certain Han would be back. He had promised you afterall and Chewbacca seemed to believe the same. You stayed there until the Millennium Falcon was out of sight before returning to your duties.

A few days later :

When they returned, you ran into Han's arms and he gratefully accepted the rain of kisses you had in store for him. He had missed you too. He was so glad he could come back to you and blinked his tears away. He didn't think he would make it, but damn...He was mighty glad he did.

Han is into long and deeply heart-felt kisses. He may seem like the flirtatious and quick kisses type of man. But, he likes knowing someone is waiting for him. Once he has accepted you in his heart, he's not leaving your side and would spend hours kissing you if he could.

Poe Dameron :

Poe had been held captive for so long, it was a shock when he suddenly reappeared and you dropped everything to run and wrap your arms around him. He chuckled and held you even closer while he peppered your face with kisses, trying to stop your tears.

"Ssh...I'm here. I'm here."

You had been so afraid he'd be gone for good this time, your legs gave under you, but Poe kept you steady. He cupped the back of your head and kept you close to him while he thanked his luck star he got another moment with you.

Poe is a pretty passionate guy. He is also often on a ship, flying into danger. So, every moment counts. He wouldn't lose any time and kiss you and embrace you every chance he gets—knowing it might be his last.

Kylo Ren :

"You...wish to kiss me ?", Kylo Ren suddenly stated when you were both alone—reading your mind easily.

You sighed. Of course...

"Is that wrong ?", you asked—completely unashamed. It wasn't like you could hide anything from him. You thought he was a good leader in his good days (an awful one on his bad ones) and didn't see the point in trying to hide it. He seemed almost surprised for a second before answering you.

"Not to my knowledge. The human body has very unpredictable needs and I recall that the act of kissing is one of them...However...", he frowned slightly before adding. "I also recall that the act is to show affection to loved ones. So, why would you wish to partake in such an activity with me ?"

You shrugged.

"Because you are the only one who wouldn't be disgusted by the scars."

He tilted his head quizzically at you before you sighed and removed your helmet—showing him your old battle scars.

"Crenian acid. The Crenians can be quite creative with their torture methods. The acid slipped through my armor and disfigured me for life."

Kylo stayed silent while examining your features with attention. You did have red angry scars almost identical to his...but far numerous and even though he knew better than to judge, you wouldn't be considered pretty in any beauty standards he knew of.

But, he smiled.

Good. Because, he didn't like pretty.

He took a step forward and slowly reached for your chin to raise it in order for your eyes to meet. You eyes were a sight to behold though...Dark and magnetic. He could easily read your mind, but even if he did...There was always something he would miss—something he couldn't quite grasp.

"Do you really want this ?", he asked—even though you had thought about it for a long time and you nodded.

That's all the encouragement he needed.

He crashed his lips onto yours and muffled all sounds you could have made. He swallowed them and took pride in taking you by surprise.

Kylo Ren is possessive and quite violent in his kisses. He's not nice or sweet. But, he can be when he wants to...which is almost never. But sometimes, Ben would resurface and kiss you sweetly when he knows that you can't handle the other one. There'd be a constant battle within him and not only about the force—but about you as well.

Armitage Hux :

"What do you want, soldier ?! Why call me to this floor when there are so many officers that could..?!"

"General Hux...I believe I want to kiss you.", you interrupted him and general Hux' eyes grew wide in shock. You had been close at the academy...But, he never thought...

"What ?"

"I want to kiss you.", you repeated and general Hux's jaw went slack in disbelief for a couple of seconds before he shook his head to regain his composure.

"You want to kiss me so badly, you'd really risk losing your life ?", he finally asked and you replied with a daring smirk—even though you were terrified inside.

"And what if I am ?"

He huffed a mocking laugh before shaking his head again.

"Then, you are insane. You are a stormtrooper. You shouldn't desire anything.", he reasoned and turned around to step away.

"Then, tell me, general...How come I desire you ?", you shot back.

He stopped dead in his tracks and gave you a quizzical side glance. You smiled and reached forward for his hand before wrapping it around your wrist and positioning his thumb above your pulse point. You wanted him to feel it...feel what you've always felt around him.

"How come...general ?", you repeated softly—but with more insistance this time around as he seemed genuinely puzzled. He raised his other hand to wrap his fingers around your throat and feel the pulse there too...As if trying to decipher if you were being serious, or just tricking him into believing someone could ever want him...

"A default in your programming. A mere illusion that you are playing yourself to comfort your lonely nights..."

But, he didn't pull away. Seems like someone did have lonely nights as well...You leaned forward and he didn't stop you. When you lips touched, he let out a small gasp before holding you tightly against him. There was no logical explanation, no possible reasoning, none whatsoever as to why Hux suddenly felt the need to hold you...But, he did.

And, when you were the one who pulled back, you could see the flicker of disappointment in his eyes. But, he quickly got back his composure and stood up straight—a single strand of his red hair out of place the only proof of what you had just done.

"D...Dismissed."

He had trouble uttering the command and you smiled before finally agreeing. You wouldn't tell him how your heart was thrashing in your chest, threatening to jump out of your ribcage. He probably already knew from the moment you kissed, hence the small gasp of surprise.

What you didn't know was how general Hux himself became red in the face the moment you were out and tried to cover it—stabilizing himself by supporting himself on the back of a chair. One more minute and he would have melted right in front of you.

General Hux hides his emotions from sight, it doesn't mean he doesn't have any. He'd give you quick and sweet kisses when no one is looking and give you smiles only you could witness.

Obi-Wan Kenobi :

To be honest, you weren't prepared for the first time you kissed Obi-Wan. He had pulled you from the crowd because he needed a native to escape the many stormtroopers and you had agreed to pretend being his wife/husband for a while—not to raise suspicion. You were an ally to the jedi cause and had tried to help him the best you could.

However, a stormtrooper had eventually cornered you in a dark alley and with no exit. He had asked you for your papers, but Obi-Wan didn't have any. Thankfully, your papers could suffice if you were considered family,but the stormtrooper was suspicious and refused to just drop it. You saw Obi-Wan touch the handle of his lightsaber. But, instead of alerting the others of your presence by killing the stormtrooper—you had another idea and suddenly pulled Obi-Wan by the collar to clash your lips against his.

The stormtrooper wanted to speak, but Obi-Wan raised a finger—as if asking him to wait for a minute while he kissed you back. The stormtrooper coughed and looked away. He really hadn't expected it and you smirked. At least now, he had proof you were together and you wiped your lips with a cheeky wink at the soldier before walking past him.

"That's my wife/husband.", Obi-Wan uttered with a dreamy smile—a slight note of disbelief in his tone before the stormtrooper let out a small snort at his words.

"....Lucky you."

Obi-Wan nodded in agreement before attempting to comb his hair back with his fingers. He then walked past the stormtrooper as well and that was how you succeeded in escaping inspection...and you became Obi-Wan's partner.

It is against the Jedi code to form such romantic attachments, but Obi-Wan was ready to bend the rules for you. You made him want to brave the Jedi council and anyone who would dare say that your love wasn't right.

His kisses would be the symbol of that, genuine, true and open. You wouldn't try to hide your love, no matter what...Because it is pure and beautiful.

Darth Vader :

It was at a time when you thought you could bring back your old Anakin. You had followed Darth Vader in an attempt to make him see reason, but the day he decided to kill the children...that was the day you decided enough was enough.

You stood in his way and gave him an ultimatum.

If he was to hurt them, he would have to step over your cold dead body. You loved him and you knew better than to side with the jedi, but you wouldn't let him kill the kids. It didn't feel right. But, you didn't expect it when he lit his lightsaber and the terrible red hue made the children scream in terror behind you. You stayed put while Darth Vader wondered what he should do with you. Anakin used to be so fond of you, but there was no place for such affection in his heart no longer.

But, you still wanted to try.

You took a step forward and pleaded with tears in your eyes.

"Please, Ani...Don't do this. I love you."

The words he had dreamt of hearing so many times before—mere buzzing in the background of this uncontrollable anger he felt growing inside of him now. You knew words wouldn't be enough, so you raised your hands to gently cup his cheeks and place a tender kiss on his lips. You thought it would be enough, that he would feel your love in this kiss...And, maybe he did.

But, it was far from enough.

"...How dare you ?"

His words cut your breath short as he pushed you away with the force and you landed on the floor, your whole body shaking in pain as he screamed.

"HOW DARE YOU SAY THOSE WORDS NOW ?! YOU LET THEM CAST ME ASIDE ! I WAITED SO LONG FOR YOU TO CONFESS THE SAME LOVE I FELT FOR YOU, AND YOU DO IT NOW ?! AND FOR WHO ?! FOR WHAT ?! NOT FOR ME ! TO SAVE THOSE PITIFUL JEDI !"

He raised his hand towards the children huddled together in a corner and you forced yourself to stand up again and stand in front of them.

"They are only children, Ani...Please..."

He saw the desperation in your gaze, but shook his head.

"It's too late, Y/N. You are too late.", he told you and your eyes widened at the clear accusation in his words. He was holding you as responsible for what he had become than the rest. And when his lightsaber raised in the air, you uttered a loud scream of frustration before drawing out your own lightsaber—your two weapons clashed against each other and showed you each other's faces.

You were scared of what you saw in his eyes, and so did he. His eyes softened for just a second at your tear-strained face and the hatred there. You hated that you loved him, you hated that it was too late and most of all, you hated your own powerlessness as you could only watch the love of your life fall into a pit of darkness without you...You wished your heart couldn't see right from wrong, but it did. And this...this was wrong.

"A—!" You tried to talk again, but he turned his head away. Anakin was dead. You should know that. So, why ? Why do you keep holding on to a memory ? But he took a step back and only glared at the children behind you before sighing in defeat.

"Go. Take the children with you. Before I do something I regret."

His voice was cold and commanding. You held back your tears before walking away. You couldn't stay, not if you wanted the children to survive.

"I'll come back for you.", you whispered.

Another empty promise that you both knew there was no way you could hold. But, he still gave you a weak smile and nodded knowingly before the door closed behind you.

"No. You won't..."

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thedarkcoven · 9 months

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General Hux Idea

Y/N (Reader) has been one of Armitage’s underlings for the past two years. One day they leave a gift on his desk with a note saying “Armitage... I know it may seem the world hates you and no one cares about you but I just want you to know that I do. I do not care if you try to push me away because I won’t let you. I see the sad look in your eyes and knows how your heart feels empty and alone but I want to show you the world isn’t always cruel. Meet me at the Cantina in the back by 12am. Make sure no one followed you. -Y/F/I” When Hux arrives he sits by the cloaked figure after ordering a drink and sits there quietly before sliding the letter over to them. “Why?” He asks. “Because you could use a friend and no one shows you the respect you deserve. Even Kylo doesn’t show you the respect you deserve even though Snoke treats him the exact same way.” You state as you slide your hood off. Hux swallows as he stares at you. His heart feels tight as his gloved fingers twitch as he hesitates before gripping your wrist softly. “If this is some cruel joke then I will ahve your head on a pike-.” You cut him off by pressing your lips to his, leaving him wide eyed and red flooding onto his pale cheeks and the tips of his ears.

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raparopa · 9 months

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Hello! May I request general hux with a resistance reader who saves him like he's all bleeding out and dieing but the reader comes along and scoops him up to patch him up for whatever reason maybe they know he's the spy or smth? Anyway have a good day and take care of yourself :)

-🍷

a/n: I am very happy to write about star wars))) thanks for the request! Looking forward to more posts from you guys!

warnings: language (?), mention of blood and violence, reader's POV, I don't know what first order prison cells look like

pairing: Armitage Hux x fem!resistance!reader

hux! hux?

All I found was blood running from my lip and dripping onto the floor of the cell the First Order put me in. In fact, there was nothing surprising in the fact that I was in captivity. When you fight for freedom, you prepare yourself for the fact that sooner or later you will have to give up your life or freedom for your goal.

They needed someone who has information, well, and in addition, someone who knows Rey and her plans (apparently for Kylo Ren's personal purposes, each time he can get it as he can).

I wiped the blood from my face with my palm and found scarlet spots on the skin. I've been in possession for so long that I've already lost track of time. But it was better than facing endless interrogations and forceful methods again. In order not to go crazy, I count the scratches on the seemingly safe walls of my cell and have almost reached a hundred ...

Out of my field of vision, hurried, ragged steps were heard, as if my unexpected guest doubted his actions. I was filled with curiosity, but I didn't move, only peering out of the corner of my eye at the metal that had replaced the wall that opened onto the corridor. But my brain suddenly flashed when something red flashed behind the wall. I turned my head too, extremely sharply when I realized who exactly disturbed my prison peace.

Hux.

Hux!

Hux?

The First Order general stood in front of the door that led to the cell, his face haughty and his chin held high. My brows furrowed as soon as I saw him. He was alone, unguarded, and not even Phasma was around. The corridor was completely empty, only two sides of the same war face to face, separated this time only by an iron grid of bars.

Something was clearly wrong, and you didn't have to be Force sensitive to feel it.

-You,- he said harshly to me. -Come here immediately.

I raised my eyebrows, amazed at the turn of events.

-For what? -I said with a stupid smile. -To what? He grinned viciously, quickly turning his head to the sides, surveying the corridor.

-Get over here quickly, Y/L!- he hissed angrily through his teeth, inaudibly hitting the iron with his fist.

The smile immediately disappeared from my face, and I cautiously got up from the bunk, striding over the distance between them, cautiously pushing my shoulder forward, as if for an attack.

-Closer! You want the entire First Order to run? Stupid revolutionary...!

-Yes, I’m coming!”-I interrupted his angry tirade and slid closer to the grate, crossing my arms over my chest. -What owes such close attention to the general personally?

He rolled his eyes in annoyance at my outburst.

- What, the sadistic vein woke up? Came to take another session of torture? I said that I...

-I'm a spy.

I froze in mid-sentence, interrupted by his sharp, like a shot, statement, and my hands fell like those of a weak-willed rag doll.

-What?- I blurted out involuntarily.

-I'm a spy! How many more times do you have to say it before it gets to your rebel head? I am a spy for the First Order.

My face stretched and my stomach twisted into a tight tube as my mind frantically processed what it had just said and the full meaning finally dawned on me.

-It can not be...

-May be.

-But why?! How so?! - I had a hundred questions and a hundred words spinning on my tongue, but I managed to say only this, and that, with great difficulty. Hux chuckled, eyes flashing.

-I don't care who wins - the Resistance or the First Order, I want Kylo Ren to lose.

-Kriff…- I breathed. Armitage Hux was a fucking traitor, the one who sent data to the Resistance, helped us all along. It couldn't even be called a dream, more like a hallucination, a mirage that caused the hot sun if I was on Tatooine now.

-That changes everything... That's all...- I almost suffocated from everything that was happening. -Kriff...- I looked up at him, thinking that I would find at least a hint that he was lying, but at the mention of Kylo Ren, his face was contorted with such anger that there was no doubt left - he had just confessed to me that he was spying for the Resistance. -And now what? How can I use this information?

Hux lifted his chin again.

- I have data that will be useful to the Resistance. I will give them to you, and you will give them to your general.

-I don’t know if it’s noticeable or not,- I giggled nervously, leaning my shoulder against the cold wall. - But I'm still in the cell. I'm in prison. And a little shocked, but that doesn't matter. Now I wanted to laugh out loud, loud enough for the whole galaxy to hear. Kriff, Poe, and Finn will rip me to the bone if they find out!

Hux rolled his eyes in annoyance again.

- I'll help you leave so that you pay the least attention to yourself and make the least noise. As you usually do, children of Leia.

I thought.

-Why do you think I'll believe you, red-headed bastard?- I said low and softly, staring fixedly at his painfully pale face. He curled his lips arrogantly.

-Don't think. You have no other choice, rebel scum. Well, do you just rot here.

x x x

Surprisingly, this red-haired trickster kept his word and pulled me out of the cell. True, of course, damn it, it didn’t work out without noise, and we drew attention to ourselves. Both. And now Hux was called not a spy, but a traitor and a deserter.

I picked up the stunned stormtrooper's new blaster as I fired at the others around the corner. There was nothing left before the cherished ship, here they are, the cherished couple of meters to my freedom, a little more, and I will again be able to breathe deeply.

I pulled the trigger on the blaster again, glare flickered down the hallway. I saw that somewhere, among the stormtroopers, Hux was flickering - he was darting about in a black-orange spot against the background of light armor and it was hard not to notice him, but he worried me the least while I was fighting for my life again. My eyes were covered with a scarlet veil of excitement and hatred, while the blaster in my hands heated up, and the soldiers remained less and less. Somewhere I heard a loud exclamation, and a strange, dull thud, but I did not pay attention, jumping out from around the corner and removing the rest of the obstacles from the horizon, making my way to the ships.

I looked at every centimeter I passed—quickly, but quickly, adrenaline filled my limbs with unprecedented lightness, blood pounded in my ears, and then my eyes opened and closed several times.

-what, you got shot?- I asked for some reason, as if it was not obvious from Hux, who was pinned to the wall, and a pool of blood near him.

He didn't answer, just looking at me in fear.

-Kriff…- I muttered, shoving the Imperial blaster into my belt. -Where to?-Where is the injury?

He shook his head and I saw how his uniform was smoking in the area of the left shoulder.

-Well, how is it ... - for some reason, I escaped with regret. -Give me a hand. I extended my hand to him.

-Go away,- he fished out a block with information from his pocket with great difficulty and jabbed it at my shoulder.

This made me angry. For some reason I wanted to help him stay alive, he would have died anyway, if I had left him here, he would either bleed out or be shot before I got to the base.

Why am I thinking about this?

I'm sure it's only because he pulled me out of the cell.

Only because of this.

I'm sure.

- And he said that I was a fool, - with an unprecedented force for myself, I grabbed his collar of a black uniform and pulled it towards me, putting the already former general on his feet. Hux immediately hunched over, almost collapsing. -Give at least a modicum of effort so I can help!- I barked at him.

He gave me a wild look, but complied, wrapping his good arm around me like a lifeline.

-You would have been killed here anyway, but at least there is a small chance that you will live longer ...- I muttered to myself under my breath, dragging him along with me. - I'm sure Leia will be very ... glad ...

-She'll kill me.- He protested weakly.

-She won’t kill you,- I drawled. -Other guys are doing this in the Resistance. Moreover, we value guys like you, well, who know a lot about the rear of the enemy. - The power slowly began to leave me, but there was not much left. -Besides, from our base it is much more interesting to watch the defeat of Kylo Ren than dangerously close to him.

Hux mumbled something incomprehensibly, hobbling, trying to echo my heavy steps. Probably agreed. How strange.

x x x

The troughs of the First Order weren't as disgusting as I had previously thought. The general collapsed on another seat, sighing as if he was about to split into two. The ship jumped into hyperspace and I jumped out of my pilot's seat, grabbing my first aid kit.

-Come on, taking off your tunic.-I ordered, and Hux immediately stopped dragging out his extreme drama, again looking at me in fear.

-You look like I haven’t seen naked men.- I grunted, sitting on the floor. -Come on, come on, I’ll treat you, General Hux.

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headphones-ct-09978 · 10 months

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So....I saw this earlier today. Apparently this is Kylo Ren's quarters and it's just.....so freaking sad! 😢

That being said, I had an idea: What if Kylo's apprentice, who works for/with Hux and is paid a hefty wage, buys him a new bed and other comforts?

Comfy

Kylo Ren X General Hux X Reader

Warnings: None

Summary: Kylo Ren's apprentice worries about him.

Tags: @kylorenny @jaynesilver @lifeofroos @knightsofladyren

(I tagged some of you cuz I thought you'd like this. Lemme know if you don't wanna be tagged in any more 😅)

. Your master was away on yet another solo mission, the directive unknown to you. While he was away, you were back to working for Hux as his assistant. Things were running smoothly, and with Kylo gone, Armitage seemed a little more at ease. Either it was that tea he was sipping once again, or the absence of your master, but he was smiling more and was generally more relaxed. That morning, or rather, the start of your rotation, was no different. You were busy filling in data into your data pad when he walked over to you and rested his hand on your shoulder, a gesture which was rare but welcome. "How's the report coming along, Y/n?"

You flashed him a startled smile, his action shocking you out of your thoughts momentarily. "It's going fairly decent, General. Everything is accounted for and the updates from our suppliers just arrived. Is there anything we need, aside from rations and weapons?"

Hux thought for a moment, reading what was on your data pad over your shoulder. After a moment, something seemed to click in his head. "You have everything listed, but Lord Ren has...certain preferances in regards to rations."

"He's a picky eater?" you asked in jest, glancing over your shoulder at the ginger general. Hux snorted "I wish it were that, but no. He's on a strict diet, at least that's what he's mentioned."

"Do you know what he prefers? He hasn't told me much about his...personal habits." you replied, opening a new tab on your pad so you can jot down any notes or suggestions Hux had. But Hux shook his head. "I haven't the faintest of clues as to what that man likes or doesn't."

"Fair enough."

A moment passed as Hux thought of a solution. "He may have some products in his quarters that may clue us in as to what he eats." he retrieved his own data pad and swiped the screen a few times before he pulled up a pass code and sent the set of numbers to you.

"What's this?" you asked as you stared at the lengthy line of numbers.

"That is Kylo Ren's pass code to his quarters. He's an extremely secretive and private man and it was a pain to figure this out."

You tried to hide the smirk on your face. "And why, General, would you want to enter his quarters?"

Hux flicked the tip of your ear, a tiny playful gesture. "We have regulations here aboard this ship, and those regulations require a certain level of tidiness. Kylo has very little time, it seems, to keep his quarters neat. The pass code is for service droids to clear up any...messes he leaves." The General was, of course, referring to the times when Kylo vented his rage on anything within reach, often destroying furniture or consoles. Hux, as always, had to either pay for the damages himself or clean up the debris.

"Ooooooh, oh I get." You said, still flashing him a cheeky smirk, a smirk which he returned moments before he took another sip from the mug he was holding.

"Well, in that case, I'll go take inventory of what he has and get back to you on that." With that, you gave him a tiny salute and headed towards your master's quarters.

...

"Whoa..."

As the doors whooshed open, you were greeted with a cold, stark sight. The room was entirely black, it's lights a cold white. The table was empty, the bed that was against the wall was entirely too small for your master. The room was devoid of comfort and warmth, at least the kind of warmth that a man with such status should have. There was no furniture whatsoever, aside from the one chair that was near the table. You walked in and immediately shivered. It would appear that not even the heat was on in this room. "How can a man live like this?" you mumbled, feeling pity for your master as you walked towards the cupboards.

The cupboards, which were also a smooth, obsidian hue, were situated on the opposite side of the room, near what you assumed was a sink. You opened one of the cupboards and found...absolutely nothing. His shelves were empty save for a few dust bunnies. The sight concerned you. "How the fuck does he eat or sleep? No, no, this isn't good. Screw it," you shut the cupboard quite forcefully. "He's getting fed and sleeping when he gets back, I don't care how mad he gets."

With that, you swiftly left the room with plans and a grand scheme.

...

"You want me to do what???" Hux choked out after he spat out his tea in shock when I informed him of my plan.

"You don't have to pay for anything, I'll use my own credits, but I think he needs this." you said again. You showed Hux the list you made, as well as the already filled out request papers you had signed. He scrolled through the data pad, reviewing everything you had requested, brows furrowed in concern. "You sure about this, Y/n?" his grey green eyes looking back at yours. You nodded, not changing your mind. This had to be done. Hux sighed. "Fine. I'll have these sent. Everything should arrive before he returns."

You smiled and gave him a hug, earning a surprised "oh!" from him. "Thank you, Armitage!" you said, giving him a kiss on the cheek. Hux cleared his throat a little, trying to hide the blush that was making it's way onto his face. "Alright, alright, don't get used to it. I'm not in the business of granting everyone's requests. This is a one time deal, since you are paying for everything."

You chuckled and nodded. "Very well, General."

...

The mission had been brutal and Kylo was battered and bruised all over. But when he exited his ship, he walked with his masked head held high. His confident stride, however, held a bit of a slight limp. A shot from a blaster had grazed his calf, leaving him wounded. He tried to ignore the pain, but the could already feel that the bandage his leg was bound with was starting to leak, blood dampening his trousers. Exhausted, he made his way to his quarters, ordering a passing officer to send a medical droid to his room.

Unlike most who returned from battles, looking forward to whatever comfort they had, Kylo knew he had nothing to feel good about returning to. At least, comfort wise. He almost grimaced when he envisioned his baron room, knowing that rest and recovery was not an option. Or so he thought.

When the doors opened, his eyes widened beneath his mask. "What the-"

Kylo walked into the room, looking around in confusion. 'Did I walk into the wrong room?' he asked himself. He turned around for any telltale signs of his presence, and sure enough, there, to the left of the door, was a burnt gash where he had slashed his saber across the metal.

He turned back to the interior of the room, and stared at his new surroundings. The table was no longer empty, but had some bottles of sweet beverages and crisp water on top of it's smooth surface, and there was also a bowl filled with fruits. But that was not all. The tiny bed that Kylo once had, was now replaced with a lavish looking one. The frame appeared to be made from metal materials found and mined from Cantobight or somewhere from that planet's region. The bed posts were tall and had what appeared to be hooks on them, for holding/hanging articles of clothing. Kylo approached the bed and placed his hand on top of the black comforter that covered the bed. All his life, he never had anything quite as nice or comfortable. In fact, he felt he never deserved anything quite like this.

He took his mask off and placed it on the nightstand beside the bed. When he did, he saw a little piece of paper poking out from under one of the pillows. He reached over and pulled it out, recognizing your handwriting right away. As he read your little note, he felt a small smile spread across his weary face. When he was done reading it, he tucked it into his pocket.

That sleep rotation, after the droid had left and gave him the usual programmed "You need to rest" speech, he pulled back the covers, curled up, and for the first time in years, he slept, resting both his body and soul.

-End-

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INSUFFERABLE | General Hux x Reader Smut | pt. 4

INSUFFERABLE | General Hux x Reader Smut. 18+. MINORS DNI. This is a direct continuation. Are there going to be more parts? Absolutely.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 5 Part 6

Word count: 11K

Content warning: fem!reader x Hux; Force Awakens plot; lots of Kylo in this part, bits of Poe Dameron as well; soft Hux with feelings appears; one or two curse words?; jealousy; whole lotta teasing; smut: oral job (m receiving), cum tasting, passionate, sexual suggestions, make up sex?, unprotected, piv

It was always nice to sleep in a warm, comfortable bed when there was a snowstorm outside, not bothering you in any way. It was even nicer when you woke up in the arms of a loved one... Or with a loved one in your arms.

That's how Y/N and Armitage woke up after one of the best nights in their lives. They smiled at each other in the bliss of the moment, feeling so content, so warm... Hux was about to go even furhter in becoming vulnerable around her and leaned a little to kiss her on the forehead with a sincere smile on his face. His lips were mere inches from her when...

She sat up suddenly, then immediately slid off his tall bed, disappointing him greatly.

"Where are you going?" he asked, still a bit sleepy.

"What do you mean?" She turned to him with raised eyebrows, giving him the chance to adore her in the black bathrobe she had fallen asleep

in. "We're late already, and I have to get to my station before..."

"Come back here," he cut her off sharply.

She sighed, wondering why he was playing this game when they both knew what had to be done.

"Armitage, you know I can't."

He raised his eyebrows in disbelief.

"Am I not the one here who says what people can and can't do? Come back here, it was an order."

At this point Y/N could see he was not playing around. With no other option, she did come back to him, and he hugged her almost possessively.

"And what now?"

"You're staying with me today," he announced.

"And work?"

"Firstly, the snowstorm is still raging. They'll be clearing this up all day," he said matter-of-factly. "Secondly, today is my birthday."

Birthday. Did it even mean anything? Ever since Hux could remember, birthday has always been just a day he was born on, nothing to celebrate. He never did anything special on this day and nobody cared, not even his father while he was still alive...

But he had the slightest hope Y/N might care.

He watched her face carefully as she raised her head to look at him in utter shock.

"Your birthday? And you didn't even tell me!" She smacked his chest lightly. "Not like I would be able to give you a gift, but..."

"The best gift will be you staying here," he said before he even thought about it, and she had no idea it would be the first gift in his life.

He spoke sincerely, so a sincere smile appeared on her face.

"In that case, I'm not going anywhere," she whispered and kissed his chest, snuggling into him again, and for that moment, he could sell his soul, and maybe the entire galaxy, too.

"I'll take care of the essentials, then," he said and then reached for one of the buttons on his nightstand. "Keep quiet for now," he added, then proceeded to press the button.

Never has Hux ever thought he'd be talking to the holo of one of his subordinates with a girl snuggled into his chest, but there he was, doing just that.

"Yes, General?"

"Report on the situation," he commanded in a voice that gave her goosebumps.

"The storm is slowly dying down. Soon we will be able to send out the Firetroopers."

"Right then. Order a droid to bring breakfast to my quarters. The same as yesterday, doubled. And tell everyone not to disturb me today unless it's urgent."

"Understood, General."

"And more tarine tea."

"Yes, sir, sending the order right now."

Hux ended the call and turned back to Y/N, content.

"You can choose the dinner later," he said as if to explain why he didn't even ask what she wanted.

Unthinkable. General Hux explained himself to his inferior.

She raised her hands a little as if surrendering.

"It's your birthday, I would not dare."

He had to think about these words for a moment. It was something completely new to him... And he felt comfortable enough with her to admit it.

"I have never celebrated my birthday before," he said quietly, surprising her greatly.

"Never? Not even as a child?"

"Never, Y/N," he repeated harshly, then regretted it immediately. "I have never been given a gift, either."

"Oh, Armitage..." she whispered, then ran a hand through his hair affectionately while it was in its rare, imperfect state.

His words saddened her greatly. More and more often Hux appeared in her mind as not the harsh, ruthless General he was when she first met him, but a broken man, just trying to thrive in the

brutal world they found themselves in. If you showed any weakness at all, the others would kill you... And it seemed like she was his only weakness for now.

"I would love to do something for you. I don't know, maybe prepare breakfast...?"

"Should I send you down to the kitchens, then?"

"Oh, you know what I mean." She rolled his yes, and then a mischievous grin appeared on her face. "I do have an idea, though..."

Before he could ask her what it was, her hand was already under the sheets, moving along the side of his body right to his thigh. She began touching him between his legs without any warning, making him let out a sigh of surprise. Seconds later, she was crawling towards the foot of the bed, then threw the sheets off of him. He only had his own bathrobe on.

She untied it quickly to reveal his naked body,

but there was one particular spot she focused on.

Hux already knew what she was going to do, and the thought alone made him hotter. It was one of his fantasies he didn't get the chance to fullfil - yet. When she made sure he wasn't against it, but watched her with hope in his eyes, she clasped her hand around his length. He swallowed hard as she began moving it up and down, and he really didn't much to get hard.

That was the moment she could proceed to the next part of her plan. She opened her mouth to lick along his shaft, long and slow, making him let out a loud sigh. She wanted to hear it again, so she licked him a few more times starting from his balls as she kept on moving her hand along.

As more and more saliva gathered in her mouth, she spit some of it onto his penis, right before...

"Fuck, Y/N." He rasped as her mouth closed around his cock, earning a sensation he had never experienced before.

She smiled to herself after that.

"Enjoy yourself," she whispered before putting his penis back into her mouth. At that moment, she wanted him to feel pleasure, and so she began sucking on him, taking as much of him as she could without gagging.

He closed his eyes, forgetting about the entire universe and letting himself enjoy every second. He had never had this done to him, and the pleasure was almost unbelievable. When he thought about how she could do that on her knees, somewhere under his desk, it made him even more aroused.

They both heard a loud, electronical buzz - it meant the food had arrived - but it was the last thing either of them cared about at that moment. A loud grunt escaped Hux's lips, prompting Y/N to speed up her pace, and that was enough to bring him over the edge.

Seconds later, his body began shaking with the

orgasm she brought him. He cummed all over her face, and he opened his eyes to see that.

When he saw everything dripping down her face he knew it was a view which was going to be engraved in his memory for a long time, if not forever. It immediately made him wish to try that on other parts of her body, but that had to wait - the orgasm he had just experienced definitely required a cooldown.

Y/N stood up slowly, wiping the cum off her lips. It was a new experience for her as well, but the only thing that mattered then was that he was satisfied.

"Salty," she said, having felt the taste of his cum on her tongue. "Just like you," she added with a laugh, breathing heavily.

"I'll tell you how you taste next time," he replied, his chest raising and going down quickly.

She just smiled proudly, then looked to her side

at the door to the bathroom.

"I'll go... Brush my teeth," she said eventually.

He followed her quickly and they both took a quick shower together before putting on comfortable clothes and going into his office to get the food. They sat in his bed to eat it, and Hux didn't even worry about making a mess - his sheets were already stained, so Hux was going to send them to laundry anyways.

"What was that call just now?" Y/N asked curiously, settling herself right next to her lover after coming out of the bathroom.

"Ren," Armitage replied with disgust. "He wanted to take a squad to do Maker knows what. I let him just to have peace. Besides, I think he asked more to annoy me than to get something he really needed."

"Oh... He really likes pissing you off, doesn't he?"

"Mhm." Hux hummed, taking a bite out of his breakfast. "You've never told me how the two of you actually met," he added suddenly.

Y/N looked up from her plate, wondering how to word the story so as not to piss the General off even more.

"Well, my father was a pilot," she began. "He was teaching Kylo about our ships the first time he came here. I was still studying to be a medic at the time. Kylo got injured and my father was like, hey, my daughter can patch you up... I think he wanted us to get together back then."

Hux wasn't a big fan of this last bit of the story, but he didn't comment on it. He got another question instead.

"And how come someone like you clicked with him?"

"I was just... Unimpressed by his tantrums, I guess. And I was genuinely interested in knowing

more about him. He said no one really did, not even his family."

"Wonder why." Hux scoffed, making her chuckle.

"Kylo... Isn't really that awful, really." She looked back at her plate, looking for the best bits with her fork. "It just depends when and how you approach him..."

"Oh, alright, I don't want to listen to any more of it," he cut her off, shaking his head. "Especially today."

"Right... Because today is your day," she said with a beam. She leaned a little towards him to cup his face with one hand.

"Happy birthday," she whispered, and then kissed him straight on the lips, long enoigh to let him bathe in the bliss of the moment.

He had never heard that. And no matter where life took him, he would never forget that day.

They spent the entire day together, eating, talking, and just enjoying each other's company away from the prying eyes. But when the evening rolled around, Y/N know the fairytale had to end.

She was sitting against the headboard with Armitage's head in her lap, giving him a head massage. He was sure he had not felt this relaxed in months, years maybe, thus forgetting about the harsh reality that was facing them.

"Armitage... My shift would be almost done now..." Y/N said sadly, having looked at tiny the holotable next to his bed. "I hate it, but... I think I really need to get going soon."

Hux, who was, at that point, in complete bliss, opened his eyes and sat up suddenly, leaving her surprised. He looked at her and watched her searchingly for a moment, hesitating... And eventually shook his head, having come to a decision.

"Fuck this. I don't want you to go."

He said that in a way which made her shiver. She didn't want to leave, obviously, but she knew she had to be rational.

"But you know we have already..."

"Nobody knows you're here," he cut her off, "and if someone asks, I sent you to do something off planet or whatever. I don't care at this point. Stay here."

Hux was determined. Not only because it was his birthday, but also because he simply couldn't get enough of her. All these moments they spent together were nourishing the feelings he had for her, as if watering a flower that was just about to bloom.

She looked him in the eye and there were sincere emotions written all over his face. She could almost feel him pleading even if he didn't say

anything else. Y/N was also in so much joy it was hard to express; how was she to refuse?

"You know I want to," she uttered eventually.

"Then why don't you, if your commander himself allows it?"

She didn't even open her mouth to argue, because she didn't want to. Instead, she allowed him to grab her hips and pull her towards himself to close the distance between them in a passionate kiss.

It sealed the deal. They both gave into their dreams and she stayed with him for one more night, even if they knew how risky it was.

They fell asleep in each other's arms, just like they woke up, and both of them wished they could start and end their day like this more often.

The next day, there was no other option. They had to part and show themselves to the other soldiers separately so that no one would suspect

anything. They resumed their duties at once, and Y/N made sure not to even look at him on the rare occasions he showed up anywhere near her, however, it was becoming harder and harder for him to restrain himself.

And Kylo Ren himself was about to make everything even more complicated.

It had been five long days, especially for Y/N who got her period. She and Hux did not exchange a single word, they did not meet the other's eyes, and they just kept themselves busy with their duties - but it did not mean they were not thinking about each other, especially at night, when they wished they could be next to the other person.

And then one day Kylo Ren forced Hux to call a meeting of all officers, claiming he had important information. Y/N was kind of excited to join it, since it was her first meeting as a lieutenant, and found it even more exciting when she entered the conference room.

General Hux was already there, sitting by the long, black table with red markings, and the seat on his right was still empty. As soon as he saw her enter the room, their eyes met, making the atmosphere tense before everything even started.

He gave her a stern look, then glanced subtly at the seat beside him, giving her clear permission to sit there. She was hesitant, but she couldn't ask him whether he was sure, the decision had to be made then and there. Excitement was filling her up as she did take the seat next to him.

"General." She bowed her head as a greeting, and he bowed back, keeping his jaw clenched so as not to smile at her.

It was not a good idea to let her sit there. Even in public, they were just inches apart, starved for any form of touch... If only he could put his hand on her thigh... Or at least on her hand...

He almost forgot how attractive she looked with the ponytail and the uniform tight on her thighs and buttocks. Kriff, he had to stop himself from looking at her, otherwise someone would definitely notice, especially Kylo. But at least he knew she was right next to him, and he could protect her at any given moment if needed.

She could also feel the tension, the warmth swirling in the cool room just between the two of them. She taught herself how to avoid looking at him, but it was the first time they were this close in public for a longer period of time.

Kylo appeared in the room not much later, visibly agitated even if no one could see his face. He did not sit, but stood at the top of the table, already making Hux tick. The General rose from his seat and spoke with pure hatred:

"Now, Ren. What was so important you had to gather all of us here on such short notice?"

"You should be thanking me, General Hux," Kylo

replied through his mask. "We have just intercepted information that someone from the Resistance will be at the Canto Casino tomorrow, receiving information about the location of the map. They are still working on who it will be. Either way, we need a spy who will get this information so we can reach the location first."

"Then maybe we should send a squad there to arrest him?" one of the officers suggested.

"No, because they will change the location again and hide," Kylo retorted. "We need to do this quietly in order to surprise them. I suggest Lieutenant Y/L/N for this mission."

Hux mouth fell agape. "Why her?"

He said that before thinking, making her breatheless for that split second before Kylo replied:

"Because I said so."

"Sir, I have worked as a s..." another one of the officers spoke, but Ren was not having it.

"Will you do it?" he asked Y/N directly and she could sense Armitage's eyes on her, even though she didn't see his face.

"Of course," she replied, and she suspected Hux was fighting with himself at that very moment. Kylo knew that.

"I sense displeasure from you, General Hux."

The General gulped. It took every ounce of focus in his body not to think about Y/N at that moment the way he usually did. He regretted his earlier question immediately and had to find a quick way out. But, after all, he didn't become a general for nothing.

"Because I don't know who gave you the permission to command my soldiers," he half-lied to him.

"She agreed, so there's nothing to discuss."

Despite these words, a short discussion did ensue, but it eventually ended up in another room after Hux agreed, even if on the inside he was seething with anger. Less than ten minutes later him, Kylo and Y/N were standing in front of a screen while one of the officers, Tador, was operating it.

"We suspect it will be one of these Resistance fighters," Tador said, pushing a button to show pictures of five different people on the holo screen. "I will send their pictures and all information we have on them to Lieutenant Y/L/N's datapad."

Y/N focused her eyes on the pictures, already trying to remember each face. It was rare to get a mission that was for herself only; she wanted to do well, show off even if she had the chance.

"We also have one of our fake identities at the ready," Tador continued, clicking another button, and the screen changed again. "Inda Chonell. I'll send the profile and background story to the datapad as well... The fake ID should be ready as well..."

Hux was listening to all this and fighting the urge to scream. He was furious, and for many reasons - because he was sure Kylo did this on purpose, because he did this without consulting him, because Ren was Ren, because Y/N agreed, and, most importantly, because she was putting herself in danger. He suspected it would not change much, but he asked anyways:

"Are you certain you can do this, Lieutenant?"

Y/N turned to meet his gaze and she could read him like an open book. She could see the anger in him and she knew what that question meant; he was giving her a chance to step back, but she didn't want to. She knew she would not hear the end of it, but this wasn't the time for thinking about it, especially with Kylo in the same room.

"Yes, General. I will do my best."

"According to new information," Tador interjected suddenly, relieving the tension between Hux and Y/N for a moment, "it is most likely they're sending one of their best pilots. Poe Dameron is his name," he continued, putting up his picture on the screen.

"Listen, I don't care how you do it," Kylo said after a moment of silence, standing in front of her and, as a result, cutting her off from Hux. "Beat him, shoot him, seduce him, sleep with him if you have to, but get that information at any cost."

Hux stepped aside from behind Ren to see Y/N again, and his face was showing nothing but utter outrage. She saw that and felt a knot form in her stomach, but couldn't react as Kylo was watching her closely.

"I understand how important this is, Kylo," she replied, having cleared her throat. "And I know what to do."

"I hope."

Later Y/N received her fake identification, and Kylo scheduled a ship to take her to Canto Bight the very first thing in the morning. It seemed like everything was done and decided... But Y/N knew that things were far from over.

Hux took her to his office immediately after, and all of his movements were aggressive, even the way he locked the door after they found themselves next to his desk.

"Why did you agree to do this?" he asked immediately, having had this question on his mind ever since the meeting. His voice was raised and full of anger, and he hadn't spoken to her like this in a long time. She almost took a step back in surprise.

"What do you mean, why? This is my job."

"Nothing he tells you to do is your job," he hissed and Y/N rolled her eyes.

"You know what I mean."

"I know, but it's not you who has to do this. It's dangerous."

"Being a soldier is pretty dangerous itself," she retorted, but he was not having it.

"Not here. Not when I can keep an eye on you."

"Are you implying that I'm not good enough for this mission without your help?" She crossed her arms, suddenly riled up. "If it were someone else, you would be proud that they want to do it for the First Order!"

Her raising her voice was a surprise to him, one that flicked a switch in his head. It seemed that he still wasn't the best at expressing his feelings. Making her upset was the last thing he wanted, and he just then realised his harsh tone might have startled her, to say the least.

"Y/N," he said finally, having heaved a sigh to calm down. "Don't you understand I just don't want anything to happen to you? I do not care about this mission, I don't care about Ren... I only care about your safety."

This touched her more than one could describe. It was yet another moment when he did not say he loved her directly, but his intentions were as clear as day. For a short moment, she wondered if she will ever get to hear it from him.

"Nothing will happen to me," she said eventually, unsure if there was anything better to say. For some reason, she was not scared of this mission at all.

"Listen. You will call me the moment you land," he commanded. "And in case of any emergency, you call me and I'll be there immediately with our entire army, understood?"

"Understood, sir," she replied jokingly, brushing something off of his shoulder, and then her face fell suddenly. "Rather than my safety, there's something else I'm worried about..."

"What is it?" he asked immediately.

"If it's really this Dameron guy..." She gulped. "The easiest way to get what I want will be to seduce him. And my heart doesn't want to do that, but..."

She saw his face fall as well as he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

Jealousy. The emotion which sometimes was even more destructive than anger.

"It's just for the mission," she explained herself quickly after he had not replied.

This was too many emotions for Hux to handle. He had never found himself in such a situation before - there was no one he could be jealous of, no one he cared about enough to be filled with envy if they were with someone else... And he didn't expect she would want to actually try this way Ren suggested, even if he knew it might be the safest and, potentially, the most successful one.

But somewhere deep down, it hurt him, as if he wasn't broken enough.

He didn't know what to do, just like he didn't know what pushed him to say:

"Go back to your duties, Y/N."

He didn't quite meet her eyes when he said that, and that, paired with these words, shattered her.

"You're mad at me?" she asked and the distraught look on her face made him regret his words. But he had to be left alone before he could worsen the situation; he didn't want to hurt her any further with any impulsive remarks he might make.

"No, it's just... Ren will be looking for you and he'd better not find you here."

What a pathetic excuse, he thought to himself.

"But Armitage..." she began, trying to touch his arm, but he stepped back aburptly, not allowing her to do so. At that moment, she was heartbroken - she knew he hated Kylo, but he never denied her touch, not even when they were still technically strangers...

"Just go," he muttered, avoiding her gaze again.

The moment the door closed behind her, he wanted to scream and get her back at once. He hated himself for the way he handled the situation, but it was too late, especially with her leaving soon...

He left his office while breathing heavily, adjusting his gloves nervously at the same time. Whichever soldier Hux was going to lace into was not going to have a good day.

The thoughts about what he had said to her haunted him for the entire day. He was angry with himself and wanted to fix what he had broken before she would be gone... It was the first time he felt the need to apologise to someone.

He had a Stormtrooper escort her to his quarters in the evening, under the pretense of discussing her mission further. The moment she entered his office she saw a serious face, one that was on her mind for the whole day, too. A knot in her stomach tightened as she approached the desk and heard him command the Stormtrooper to leave in a harsh voice.

The moment the door closed behind him, Hux locked it and rose from his seat, his expression softening at once.

"I can't let you leave like this," he said quietly, and Y/N shivered from the sole delicateness of his words.

"Please say you're not mad at me," she whispered, swallowing hard so as not to cry. She hated the thought of him despising her, and also worried about potential discharge had the feelings changed...

"I can't bear it. If it's that important to you, I won't go, I'll tell Ky..."

"Y/N." He interrupted, then walked around the desk to stand right in front of her and grabbed her arms. He couldn't wait any longer, not when she sounded this heartbroken, not when she was about to leave so soon...

"If there's anyone I'm mad at, it's Ren," he began. "I'm proud of you. I want you to have a successful career here. It's just..." He heaved a sigh, trying to express his feelings properly this time. "I have never had anyone in my life I worried about. I... Don't even know how to handle this."

"I promise I'll be careful. And I promise that if

anything happens, I'll call you immediately," she began talking quickly, wishing to make sure they were alright as soon as possible.

"And I'll have a squadron at the ready to come for you," he promised, getting a sigh of relief from her.

"See? It will be alright." She smiled. "I'm not your favourite for nothing, am I?"

He raised an eyebrow, extremely glad they were back to teasing. "Who said you're my favourite?"

"Oh, right after Ren, then?"

He gave her a stern stare. "Y/L/N."

She giggled, then composed herself. "Let's talk this mission through... So there are no misunderstandings."

He nodded, so she sat on his desk as he let go of her shoulders and moved to stand in between her dangling legs.

"Kylo has given me a dress and some cosmetics... I wonder how I will feel like. It's been a while since I even touched a dress."

"And I won't even get to see it," Hux said grumpily, deciding in his mind that he will get a dress for her, too... One only he could see her in.

"Maybe you will..."

He sighed. "You know all the safety precautions, right?"

He knew the answer, but he would not forgive himself if he didn't ask.

"Of course. I was a perfect student," she replied, throwing her hands around his neck. "Otherwise you wouldn't have brought me to work with you, right?"

The moment she did that, he inched closer, his gaze falling onto her lips. He didn't want to think there was a slim chance that if he kissed her that night, it could be the last kiss they ever share...

"I would be more sure if you listed everything to me, Lieutenant," he said in his commanding voice, trying to forget about any worries. "And I will reward you accordingly."

She beamed at that.

"As you wish, General... So, first rule, you never draw unwanted attention..."

He leaned in and rewarded her with a kiss, one that was so full of emotion it left her breathless for a minute before she could utter the next rule:

"Second, you leave no trace..."

Another kiss. Shivers went down her spine; he was becoming more and more brave when it came to her.

"Third, you do not reveal your identity at any cost..."

He kissed her again and did not allow her to elaborate any further. The kisses were becoming feverish, hungry and, in a way, apologetic. Y/N responded with enthusiasm, bringing her body closer to him to feel his warmth. Neither of them wanted it to be a goodbye, but who knew? They had to seize the opportunity.

At that point, he didn't even need to ask. He grabbed her by the hips, prompting her to wrap his legs around him. He carried her to his bed and proceeded to undress her as delicately as one could, kissing almost every inch of her skin as he went.

The moment she was completely naked before him, he took a few seconds to adore her, then bent over so his face was right above hers.

"It's our last night here for a while. I will be on the Dreadnought when you come back..." he whispered right into her ead, nibbling on it in the process.

She smiled, already feeling the arousal building up in her as one of his hands roamed all over her naked body. "Then we might as well make it worth remembering."

That night, he didn't have sex with her - he made love to her, in a way he had never done before. Each and every moan, gasp, kiss was extremely intimate; his moves were slow, but deep when he thrusted into her. He wished he would find the courage to utter his true feelings, but all he could do was kiss her over and over again in the darkness of the quiet bedroom. He wanted to remember every curve of her body he studied with his fingertips, every sound she let escape her lips, the way she whispered his name when he brought her over the edge... It was like a confession of love, even if no words were spoken.

Even after they have both finished, they did not move and stayed as if glued to each other, naked body to naked body, bathing in the heat of the other person. No one would have believed the General Hux was capable of something like this, but when roughness is a constant in your life... Sometimes you crave delicateness.

Although she felt wonderful, Y/N knew that the silence they were in had to end at some point. She had to come back to her quarters that night...

"Armitage, please, remember..." She began suddenly, having placed a small kiss on his naked shoulder. "No matter what I do there, there's only one man I truly want. Although I am not going to sleep with him, no matter what Kylo says... My charms must suffice."

He still didn't like the sound of that, but after what they had just done, it seemed like they were more bonded than ever. So, even if there was pain inside him, he didn't intend to show it again.

"I don't know if they will. You're insufferable."

It didn't even annoy her when he said that - she just laughed.

"I'll miss you so much," she confessed, snuggling into his neck.

His heart almost dropped when she said it. It was definitely not the first time she expressed her feelings towards him, yet at that moment, it seemed so much stronger. Of course he would miss her, too.

"Come back quickly to me."

That was the words that were replaying in her head over and over while she was on her way to Canto Bight, reading the files of her fake identity and her potential targets for the thousandth time. She knew she could not mess it up; Kylo made himself more than clear right before she boarded her ship that it was the most important thing she could be taking care of. Hux didn't come to see her off; just for safety, that's why

she was left with what he'd said to her in the bedroom.

While she was doing her make-up on the ship, she really wished he would see her in it. It's been a while since she could pull out all the stops when it came to beautifying herself - soldiers weren't really allowed a full glam, and she wanted to look beautiful for the man she had fallen for.

To her surprise, it was quite easy to play a snooty, rich lady from the moment she landed. When she got to the room the First Order had arranged for her - a lavish suite, just like everything in that place was - she made sure it was secure, then sent a message about her safe arrival straight to Hux as she promised. The same message also went to Kylo, since he was probably going nuts somewhere in his quarters.

Y/N gave all of her information one last glance, then began preparing herself for the evening further. After styling her hair to make it quite slick, it was time to dress up... And it was the moment she started getting nervous. The realness of her mission got to her, and the realisation that if something goes wrong, it might not end up well for her. A sigh escaped her lips as she tried not to think about all of this, especially about her previous meeting with Armitage possibly being the last.

The dress she took out of a box Kylo had given her was even more spectacular. It was black, but shiny with long sleeves, but the neckline was outrageous - it was long and wide, exposing one side of each of her breasts. When she put the dress on, she noticed it reached the floor and hugged her body quite tightly. It screamed Canto Bight, but it was a good thing. At least she wasn't going to stick out like a sore thumb in the luxurious interior of the casino she was going to.

When she was ready, she opened her datapad and revised the vital information one last time. It wasn't like she could bring it with herself and compare the pictures to the people she would meet. Or maybe she could bring it, but if anybody saw any suspicious behaviour... It was like a school test. She could try cheating, but if she got caught, she could pay for it with her life.

She tried to stay as calm as possible, well aware that any nerves may blow her cover. Before leaving, she looked at herself in the mirror for a last-minute check and smoothed down her dress. She almost didn't recognise herself. Mission-wise, it was a good thing, but she regretted that Hux could not see this. She couldn't remember the last time she felt this beautiful, and wondered what he would think about it.

However, it was not time to daydream about her forbidden lover the moment of truth was near. The Resistance's representative could be in the casino any minute.

Y/N entered the casino with only a concealed communicator - should the need to contact the First Order arise - and a knot in her stomach. On one hand, she knew she blended in perfectly and could mingle all she wanted, but on the other, there was this unsettling feeling that everyone somehow knew she was a spy.

She closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath, remembering the rules - thus, a big smile appeared on her face as the memories of Hux rewarding her for knowing them came back.

It had been almost two long hours in the casino and almost nothing happened. Y/N was constantly looking around, but there was no one suspicious, and no one seemed to suspect her, either... Everyone was simply having fun, and she began losing all the hope.

She was pretending to watch one of the casino games, drink in her hand, in the middle of a meaningless conversation with one of the other guests when she saw him.

There he was. In one of the booths, alone. She could only see his profile, but she was sure it was him. Poe Dameron, in a white suit, apparently playing a game just like she was...

Jackpot.

She excused herself from the conversation with the stranger and immediately approached the booth. It was now or never, and she had to put on her best performance, even if it hurt a little.

Forgive me, Armitage.

"Hi there," she said to catch his attention, and he immediately looked up from the drink he had on a golden table in front of himself. She could see just by his initial expression that he liked what he saw.

"Oh, hello," he said, surprised but smiling at the sight of her.

"Mind if I join you?" she asked, jerking her head towards the unoccupied space of the booth.

"Not at all." He sat up straight as she gave him another smile and took a seat opposite him.

So far, so good.

"I'm sorry for my boldness, I just... I don't think I've ever seen you around here, so you've caught me eye. Not that it's a bad thing."

"Oh, have I?" He asked with a little bit of pride. "Well, it's true I'm not a regular, but... I wouldn't mind becoming one." He looked her up and down, giving her enough confidence to stick out her hand to him.

"My name is Inda."

"I'm P... Peter," he hesitated, then shook her hand. "Nice to meet you."

Amateurs, she thought. Didn't he even have a fake name at the ready? She knew he made it up on the spot.

"Nice to meet you, too, Peter."

They both grabbed their drinks and, after clinking their glasses together, drank a little.

"So, Inda..." Poe began, setting his glass back on the table. "What is a girl like you doing here tonight? Alone?"

Oh, boy, he didn't even know what fairytales he was about to hear.

"Feeling bored, mostly." She sighed. "My father makes me come here. He hopes I'd find a suitable match for a daughter of an aircraft engineer... But most guys here are both ugly and egoistic."

"Wait, did you say an aircraft engineer?"

She got him. She knew this would make him let his guard down.

"Yes? Why?"

"Because I'm a pilot," he said, clearly in disbelief the stars had aligned like this.

"Are you?" she replied as if she had no idea about it. "I would love to hear more about that."

And so she listened carefully to everything he was telling her, hoping to catch any glimpse of useful information for herself. But he was mostly blabbering on the passion he had for flying, and it would be very interesting to hear were the circumstances a bit different. She discovered that, no matter how charismatic and handsome Dameron actually was, she much more preferred Hux's roughness she could uncover step by stop.

They were talking for no more than a quarter when Dameron suddenly began looking around, and his eyes finally fell onto someone somewhere behind her. He lost his flirty expression and seemed alerted, prompting her to focus, too.

"You know... As much as I enjoy this conversation, I have a job to do."

"No way. The first interesting man I've met here and he has to cut it short..."

She could tell he liked that compliment, but stood up anyways.

"It was wonderful meeting you and I do hope we meet again," he said as she stood up, too.

You don't.

"Can I at least see you off?" she asked hopefully, but he immediately shook his head.

"I'm afraid not. Business calls."

"Well then... Goodbye, Peter. I hope you do come by again."

"Me too."

The moment he left her, she knew the most crucial part of the mission was only starting. She didn't get any information directly from him other than the confirmation he was the man she had been looking for... But now she had to follow him, unnoticed and, most importantly, get that bit of information she needed. She was sure that was where he was going.

Keeping her distance and hiding in between the casino guests, she followed him outside, where she suspected he'd go. There, she hid behind a pillar as he talked with someone she could not see, but it didn't matter as long as she could hear them. That was the most important moment, and she was so stressed yet so drunk on adrenaline...

"He'll be waiting for you on Jakku."

She heard that sentence and hoped it was exactly what she took it for, especially since she didn't know the context.

"Not my top choice of destination, but it's for a good cause," Dameron replied. "Thank you. The Resistance will reward you for this."

"They'd better," answered the man he was talking to. "If they knew I was here... I'd be a dead man."

After that, she heard an electronical chirp of what she assumed must have been a droid; she could not risk trying to take a peek. Her heart was beating so fast it might have jumped our of her chest.

"Yes, BB-8, we are going right now," Dameron said. "That is, as soon as I'm out of this suit. Thank you once again."

After that, she heard his footsteps, but nothing else mattered anymore. She got what she wanted, so it was time to run.

The moment she locked herself back in her room, she called Kylo at once, and he responded immediately.

"I got the location. They are about to retrieve the map from someone on Jakku. They're sending Dameron to do it, any minute now," she breathed out to the small holo projection of Kylo's full body.

"Jakku..." Kylo hissed, nodding to himself. "I'll go there personally, then. And..." He stopped for a moment to take her in. "Didn't expect you to look this good."

She raised her eyebrows. It was a surprise, but definitely not an unwelcome one.

"Why, thank you."

"I'm sending a ship back for you. Do you think you can get out of there unnoticed?"

She shrugged. "If they land unnoticed."

Kylo thought about it for a moment, then shook his head.

"I'll come for you personally, then. I can't allow this mission to fail. We'll stage your arrest if we have to."

"I have to call Hux now," she added in a rush, wishing to talk to her lover as soon as possible to let him know they had a success... And that she was safe and sound.

"So you called me first? As you should. Talk to him then," Kylo said, already too focused on his next steps. "I'm flying out for you and we're heading straight to Jakku."

Kylo's holo disappeared, prompting Y/N to flick some buttons and call Hux. He responded even faster than Kylo did, if that was possible. He was in his quarters on the Dreadnought, waiting for any news from her, stressed more than ever. He didn't even know he had the ability to worry about someone this much.

"I'm calling to report, General," she said, trying everything in her might not to smile since she had no idea if he was alone.

"Drop it," he replied, taking her in. The holo in his quarters was also showing her entire body, and even in his imagination he did not expect her to look this breathtaking. He really needed to gift her a dress.

"I have the information. They are sending Dameron to get the map from Jakku. I have just told Kylo."

He sighed with relief, then cleared his throat. It was hard to focus on what she was saying when she looked like this.

"Well then, I suppose I should send a squad there," he said eventually, but she shook her head.

"Kylo's coming for me and we're flying to Jakku."

Hux's expression turned furious, to say the least, and he could feel the anger filling him up.

"He's coming for you personally?" he asked in a tone that made Y/N almost feel the anger through the holo.

"That's what he'd just told me," she explained, making him clench his jaw.

"That son of a..."

"Calm down, Armitage," she cut him off. "I'm just doing my job."

"And you're meeting him..." He took a closer look again, warmth filling him up. "Dressed like this?"

Y/N glanced at her body as though she was seeing it for the first time, then smiled mischievously.

"Oh, right... I have to change before he comes... Should I do it right now?"

Hux did not reply, but he did stare at her in a way that made her know what he wanted. She turned her back to him in order to show him the zipper of the dress.

"I wish I had someone who would help me unzip this..." she said teasingly as she grabbed it to pull it down slowly.

"If I were there, I'd rip this dress off of you before you could gasp."

She got goosebumps after these words. She could practically sense the touch of his hands on her body, even if he was far away. She knew that was exactly what he would do.

She unzipped the dress all the way down, then stepped out of it slowly before turning to face him again. She was now just in her panties, still smiling.

"Better?" she asked quietly, the desire thickening the atmosphere even through the call. They could have some fun with it, if only they weren't scraped for time...

Hux watched the blueish silhouette he adored so much for a moment, then shook his head to snap out if it. It was risky, way too risky...

"Dress up before he comes," he commanded and she just chuckled.

"Don't worry, Kylo won't get any of it." She said as she opened a case with her spare clothes. "No one else will."

Even Hux could not stop himself from smiling at that. He watched her put on a strapless bra as she checked her datapad - Kylo had just sent her the tracking of his ship to it.

"He is almost here. I have to run."

"Do not die, then."

She laughed again. "Not in my plans."

"And come back to me quickly. It's an order."

"Yes, sir."

He wanted to tell her something else, but words failed him. The things he wished he found the ability to confess to her were to be said personally, not through a mere holo. That's why he only watched her pull on a black shirt in silence, unwilling to disconnect too quickly.

"You still there?" she asked, having caught him staring.

He rolled his eyes. "Insufferable."

"You love it."

"Good luck, Lieutenant," he said eventually and then disconnected reluctantly, only to allow himself a big, sincere smiled after she disappeared.

He had to get out of his quarters and give orders... They were about to have a breakthrough.

Before Y/N knew it, two Stormtroopers were escorting her to Kylo's ship. No one in Canto Bight tried to save her, even if it did look like she was getting kidnapped by the First Order.

The moment she entered, Ren, with his mask and hood on, instructed her to sit next to him. They departed almost immediately.

"You did all of this faster than I expected. I'm impressed," he told her with genuine

She smirked as if she had not been absolutely terrified that this mission might fail, adjusting the black jacket she had thrown over herself. "Told you you didn't appreciate me enough, Kylo."

She could see he was intrigued even with the mask on, watching her face closely.

Men are so easy to please...

"You should wear all of this more."

She snorted. "Not really the soldier dresscode, is it?"

"I don't think Hux would be against it."

Y/N felt a lump in her throat. Was this just an observation, since the General was just a man, too, or was Kylo suggesting something? She really hoped it the latter wasn't the case. She decided that confidence would be the best reaction.

"Well, yeah, he liked my look as well when I called him," she said proudly. "Maybe you two should discuss that with each other. How it's like seeing a woman. Once in a lifetime thing."

"You're awfully confident for someone who knows what I can do."

"So? Aren't you glad I'm not a whining girlie who is afraid to speak?"

Even Ren could not argue with this. To her surprise, he reached out with his gloved hand and took her face in it, studying it. It sent a shiver of utter shock through her entire body: he had never done something like that before, and she didn't even know he was capable of it. She didn't know whether it was the Force or anything else, but surely something was flowing through her body after this. If Hux had seen it, he would have probably obliterated Ren.

"I am," he replied, then took his hand back as if nothing happened.

Y/N tried to keep her cool. "So don't complain."

"Sir, we'll be landing in five minutes," came the voice of the pilot, so Kylo turned to Y/N again.

"Are you coming with me?"

"Do you want me to?" She raised an eyebrow. "I don't have my uniform nor my weapon."

"You don't need any of that if you're coming with me," he replied in an obvious tone. "You'll go with me. I'll show you how it's done."

Of course, she thought. Of course he wanted her to come along to show off. But she did know she could feel safe if she had him on her side. All in all, it was better to be friends rather than enemies with Kylo Ren.

"If that's what you want."

Not much later, the ship touched down on Jakku. Y/N exited it at Kylo's side, accompanied by Stormtroopers. He was right - although she had no weapon, she felt weirdly safe, even if chaos was raging around them. There were tens of Stormtroopers shooting everywhere in the small, sand village, the villagers were screaming, fire was devouring tents and buildings... The view did scare her a little; sitting behind a console all day, she sometimes forgot how the real war looked like, and that it was more than some buttons and screens.

Everything seemed to have frozen after Kylo's arrival. He confidently walked up to an older man not far from the ship; Y/N had no idea who that was, but followed suit and stood a bit behind Ren as he talked to the man he apparently knew.

"Look how old you've become."

"Something far worse has happened to you," the man replied.

"You know what I've come for."

"I know where you come from. Before you called yourself Kylo Ren."

This gave Y/N the answer - he knew him long ago.

"The map to Skywalker. We know you found it. And now you're going to give it to the First Order."

"The First Order rose from the dark side. You did not."

Y/N knew this would rile Kylo up. He approached the man, definitely seething with anger but still trying to talk.

"I'll show you the dark side."

"You may try," the man responded, determined. "But you cannot deny the truth that is your family."

She knew that the man had already got himself a sentence with these words. She could almost sense something switch inside Kylo right before he said:

"You're so right."

He ignited his lightsaber and struck him down immediately. Right after that came a blue blaster bolt from a weapon, one that could easily reach Y/N... Were it not for Kylo's quick reaction, who froze both the bolt and the man who shot it.

Her mouth fell agape as she saw who it was.

Dameron.

Stormtroopers brought him before Kylo, then knocked him to the ground, although it did not seem to have much effect on him.

"You!" Dameron exclaimed at the sight of her, much to Kylo's amusement.

That moment did mess with her a little. She felt a bit too drunk on the power she had at the time, and put a hand on Kylo's shoulder as if to express it. Ren didn't stop her, he just smiled underneath his mask; he was proud of her.

"Nothing personal, Dameron." She laughed. "I quite like you. It's just... Were the circumstances a bit different..."

"You lying b..." he began, but one wave of Kylo's hand shut him up. He crouched to talk to him, forcing Y/N to take her hand back.

"The old man gave it to you."

"It's very hard to understand you with all the..."

"Search him," Kylo commanded.

"...Apparatus," Dameron finished, prompting Y/N to stifle a chuckle. He was right about that.

"Nothing, sir," the Stormtrooper said, having obeyed the command.

"Put him on board," Kylo decided, and so they obeyed again. Y/N was just about to open her mouth to speak when Captain Phasma approached them.

"Sir, the villagers?" she asked Kylo.

"Kill them all," he replied without hesitation, making Y/N gasp slightly. She knew Kylo was like this, yet it was still somehow shocking to see it with her own eyes.

"You're sure that's a good decision?" she asked, watching Phasma command the Stormtroopers to fire.

"You're questioning it? They were hiding him," Kylo said as if it was the only reasonable decision. "Come. Hux is surely awaiting the return of the soldier I had stolen from him, as he told me repeatedly after you left."

This did cause a small smile on her face. The fact that Hux fought for her even when she was not around mad her stomach flutter. Kylo began walking back towards the ship, but he stopped suddenly, focusing on one of the Stormtroopers... And then resumed walking as if nothing happened.

"You know what you and Hux have in common?" she asked as they were entering the ship again.

"Nothing, hopefully."

"You keep on talking about the other. Maybe you

two just should talk more with each other instead of talking to me about the other, hm?" she teased, knowing it would drive him mad just like it did with Hux. In that way, they were quite similar.

"You're on thin ice," Kylo grunted, but she just laughed again.

"He says that too."

Not much later, Y/N found herself back in the safe and sound bridge of the Dreadnought. She walked in with Kylo to see Hux pacing back and forth, until he saw the two of them and approached them instantly.

"Finally. What took so long?"

Maker, was he glad to see her. He didn't even care Ren was at her side - the only thing that mattered was that she was safe and triumphant. She even still had her make-up on... And looked absolutely stunning to him.

"You should be grateful, General. We have a prisoner that has the information about the map," Kylo said, jerking his head towards the two Stormtroopers that were holding Dameron between them. Hux raised parted his lips in slight disbelief when he saw them.

"Sir, what do we do with him?" one of the Stormtroopers asked.

"Question him. And do not stop until he breaks," Kylo commanded, so they took Dameron out of the room, allowing Ren to turn back to Hux. "Now, you have your favourite back, General. She succeeded in everything, so you can stop complaining."

At that moment, Hux's happiness about seeing her was stronger than hatred for Ren. He looked at her and she gave him the smallest smile. They could see in the each other's eyes how much they wanted they threw themselves on the other.

"Well then. Good job, Lieutenant," Hux said diplomatically, keeping his hands behind his back so as to stay professional.

"Thank you, sir." She bowed her head, hiding her smile.

"You will go with me to my office and report on everything."

She tried to contain her excitement before replying. "Of course."

"I'll make sure our prisoner is treated well," Kylo said, then quickly walked out.

"Follow me, Lieutenant," Hux said to Y/N and she almost jogged after him. Now that Kylo was out of sight, she almost couldn't conceal her happiness.

Entering his Dreadnought quarters again provided indescribable feelings; it was there where everything started, after all. He went inside right after her and locked the door, then turned to face her, his arms wide open.

"Armitage," she breathed out with relief as she threw herself into his arms to hug him with all her might. He hugged her back with just as much if not more enthusiasm, elated that she was back there. Finally.

"You can't imagine how much I wanted to do this." She snuggled into his neck, pecking it. "It's been just twelve hours, but so much happened..."

"Do you want to rest?"

"Well, I wouldn't mind."

"Come, then." He grabbed her hand and began leading her to his living room. He gestured for her to sit on a small, black pouf, then settled himself behind her to take her jacket off. To her pleasant surprise, he threw it to the side and got his hands on her to massage her. He didn't think about it, it just seemed like a natural thing to do, to make her feel better...

"Did everything go as smoothly as Ren says?" he asked as he began to squeeze her shoulders, taking her to paradise in a matter of seconds.

"Yes. He was really pleased." She nodded, giving into his touch without hesitation. "Dameron was easy to deceive... But I couldn't stop thinking about you."

This reminded Hux of his jealousy, and what he was worried about even before she left...

"Did... Did you..." he began, then cursed himself for being unable of constructing a coherent sentence.

"Nothing happened. I didn't even touch him," she replied as if reading his thoughts. Hux smiled to himself, then kissed her neck.

"I missed you," he admitted in a whisper against her skin, yet again effortlessly giving her goosebumps. "You have that ability of making me want to see you all the time... Must be awfully convenient for you, Lieutenant."

She grinned to herself, knowing he was teasing her. "And that is an offense, I presume?"

"And don't you know the rules? Tsk..." He shook his head in disapproval.

"Oh, General, I thought you were going to reward me for my success."

"And what am I doing right now?" He squeezed her shoulders even more, causing her to let out a sigh. "You looked stunning," he added in another whisper that made her heart race.

"I wish I could dress up like this for you one day."

And there she was again, softening him like no one else could.

"I'll make sure to arrange that," he replied and, in his head, was determined to do it. "We can't be here long... I have much work to do now because of Ren's ideas."

"Armitage, don't worry, I understand," she turned to see his face, "I will jump back to my duties, too."

"You can rest today. You earned it."

"You're being pretty generous to me."

"You tell me why," he replied, prompting her to grab his face quickly and kiss him with all the passion she could muster. He responded with just as much eagerness; stars, he was so infatuated.

They were both breathless when they parted, excitement whirling everywhere.

"I'd better not rest today, Kylo will surely want something from me... So should I wipe my make-up off before putting on my uniform back again?"

"Let's say you can leave it on for today. And for tonight, for that matter."

She rubbed her hands. "Oh, and what happens tonight?" she asked as if she had no idea what he was talking about.

"You'll find out."

Around two hours later, Y/N was back at her console, in her uniform, and Malia was trying to ask all about her mission. She wanted to tell her, but it wasn't long before someone came to the bridge and told Hux that Dameron was not telling anything despite different methods they had tried on him. The General saw it as an opportunity...

"Lieutenant, why don't you question him?" He turned to Y/N. "After all, we got him thanks to you."

"Of course, General. Right away." She stood up.

"I will go with you," he added, making her take a deep breath. She wondered whether he wanted to help her or watch her in action - either way, she couldn't wait.

"Missed me, Dameron?" she asked confidently a few minutes later when she entered the questioning room with Hux behind her. Dameron was cuffed to a chair and had blood and bruises on his face, yet he still had enough will to glare daggers at her.

"Are you content with yourself?" he spat as she approached him. Hux was watching everything from next to the door, eager to see her in action.

"Listen, you're not bad." She sighed, crossing her arms on her chest. "It's just that we're on different sides of this conflict and I have a different man I want to be with."

The General shot her a warning glance, wondering what the hell she was doing, but she just shook her head. It's not like Dameron was any threat to them. Either way, Hux's heart began pounding faster, since it was the first time she had ever spoken about him to anyone else like this, even if indirectly.

"Now, I would love to speak with you about the map..." she continued as Dameron didn't reply. "My friends beat you up a little, sorry about that... But it would be easier if you just told us what you know."

She leaned in, making Hux wince slightly, but he composed himself in seconds.

"Want to tell me anything about the map?" she asked in a whisper.

"The only thing I want is to spit on you."

"Save that for your friends." She took a careful step back. "You were much nicer just hours ago... Should I just dress up again?"

He didn't speak at all and kept on glaring at her, so she shook her head again.

"See, General?" She turned her head towards Hux, giggling. "I told you men only go for the looks," she added jokingly, but after wearing that dress and getting the reactions she did, she was almost sure of it.

"Cut it, Lieutenant," he replied, pretending to be as serious as he'd normally be.

Y/N glanced at Dameron one last time. She could see, just by his eyes, that he wasn't going to tell her a thing. She must have been his most hated person on the ship.

"I think it's useless to waste our time here. Should I bring Kylo Ren in here, sir?" She turned to Hux again, and he nodded.

"That would be for the best."

Soon it was Kylo taking care of Dameron and getting information out of him by using the Force while Hux and Y/N were waiting in front of the door. The General decided he wanted to try something risky, just for the sake of it... And, making sure the nearest Stormtrooper couldn't hear him, he leaned in to whisper into Y/N's ear:

"It was one of the hottest things I've seen you do."

She gulped, her knees weakening right then and there. Maker, it aroused her so much she would not mind being taken right then and there, on everyone's eyes.

"Thank you, General."

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Armitage Hux X reader

A/N: it's my first fic here on Tumblr! I hope you enjoy! Sorry for any grammar or lexical mistakes!

Inspiration: "Minefields" by Faouzia and John Legend

Those icy blue eyes looking far away into the Space. I'm staring at you in awe. Stars, you're so perfect. Those red hair of yours. I'd give everything to touch them.

You looked at me just for a second looking for an answer to your unknown question like it is in this room. Then you looked again at me.

"And what are you looking at, officer?" You ask so coldly.

Any other person would be terrified but not me. Not of you.

"I'm looking at you, general. You're indeed a very capable leader and I look up to you." I said.

You turn away with frown. What did I do?

I hear you giving orders to some other officers. Then you're slowly coming towards me.

"Officer." You say.

I hate when someone calls me that. But you, you could call me a trash can and it would still sound like a perfect compliment.

"Officer!" You repeat.

"Yes, general. Sorry." I say quickly.

"Come with me." You say.

I almost jump from happiness and rush after you.

Soon we reach your office.

"What's your name, officer?" You ask.

"It's Y/N, sir."

"So, officer Y/N, you should-..." You're saying something but I don't care because all I hear is you saying my name.

"Officer?" You ask again.

"I'm really sorry for my behaviour, general." I say blushing.

You stare at me. I could drown in those eyes of yours.

"Officer, I have an impression that you might have certain type of feelings for me, your superior, that aren't appropriate." You say.

I stare at you. I feel like I would start crying here and now.

"General, I think you are very mistaken. I simply look up to you. I believe that The First Order will win this war only with your guidance, sir." I lie.

Cruel lie. I can't tell you the truth. Not now, Armie. I'm sorry.

"I understand, officer. That is indeed a relief because other way I would have have you relocated and I do not wish to loose as good worker as you." you say

"If that's all, general, I'll go back to my work." I say.

"You're dismissed, officer Y/N." You say causing my heart to shatter.

When I'm walking through the halls after leaving your office I let my tears come out. I'm crying, Armitage. But I will never give up. Even when you cannot be mine anymore I need you close. My love, I'll risk everything to be close to you. I mean it. It hurts that you don't remember who I am but it was the only way to keep you safe. I walked through minefields to get you once and I'm ready to do that again even if the road seems more difficult and longer. It doesn't matter. I just need to be close to you.

#general hux imagines #general hux x reader #armitage hux #general hux #domhnall gleeson

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ao3feed--reylo · 9 months

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The generals darling (yandere!Armitage hux x reader) WIP

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/7oM1LR9

by CannibalCorpse193

The reader and hux are reunited childhood friends who both had a similar life for the most part and were separated in college aka military training but end up meeting again because kylo ren seems to has been dating the heroic lieutenant. As the events of the sequel trilogy happen kylo through the force finds out his soulmate is rey and breaks it off with the reader leaving hux to take them and slowly mold everything around then to make Y/N fall for him and get the thrown he deserves even if he hasn't to somehow murder snoke himself or even team up with kylo ren. In the end is it worth it and will you save him like he has saved you even if your trapped and forced to be his queen/king...even if there's nothing left but him and the first order. Either way your trapped with your new genocidal soulmate who murdered your abusive family for you 🤭❤ so romantic (WIP may change it up a bit give me suggestions if you want it's much appreciated)

Words: 281, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Star Wars Sequel Trilogy

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con

Categories: Multi

Characters: Ben Solo, Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Reader, Kylo Ren, Armitage Hux, Rey (Star Wars), Snoke (Star Wars), Phasma (Star Wars), Dopheld Mitaka, Finn (Star Wars), Poe Dameron, Leia Organa, Original First Order Characters (Star Wars), Original Droid Characters (Star Wars), Original Resistance Characters (Star Wars), Millicent the Cat (Star Wars)

Relationships: Armitage Hux/Reader, Armitage Hux & Reader, Armitage Hux/You, Armitage Hux & Millicent the Cat, Armitage Hux & Snoke, Kylo Ren/Rey, Kylo Ren/Reader, Kylo Ren & Reader, Kylo Ren & You, Snoke & Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Rey & Ben Solo

Additional Tags: Character Death, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Torture, Implied/Referenced Cheating, Soulmates, Yandere, Attempted Murder, Murder, Psychological Torture, Torture, Platonic Relationships, Manipulation, Force Mind Reading (Star Wars), Reader-Insert, Genocide, Paranoia, Unhealthy Relationships, Almost Kiss, Romantic Soulmates, Exes, Childhood Sweethearts, Childhood Friends, Childhood Trauma, Near Death Experiences, Manipulative Relationship, Emotional Manipulation, Forced Marriage, Abusive Relationships, Abusive Parents, Force-Sensitive Reader

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/7oM1LR9

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #Star Wars #Star Wars Sequel Trilogy #Reylo #Rey #Ben Solo #Kylo Ren #AO3 #ne

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djarins-riddur · 2 years

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Take it easy.

Pairing: General Hux X Flight commander! Reader.

Summary: After a bad fight between your tie fighter squadron and Damerons X-Wing squadron. It may warrant you being permanently grounded.

Warnings: Mentions of amputation. Blood. Swearing. Mentions of medical procedures. Throwing up.

Wordcount: 2.4k

Pic not mine.

You were fast. Your motto "stay low. Go fast. Kill first. Die last." It usually worked. You usually didn't mess up.

But on this day, Damerons X-Wing squadron was just too good. Your tie fighter had been hit, and you were heading towards the Finalizer. You hadn't felt this much fear in a long time.

"Commander Y/L/N to control. Mayday. Mayday. Mayday." You spoke calmly over the radio,

Hux looked out of the window on the bridge, and saw as the smoking special forces tie fighter came towards the hanger.

Though it was a controlled crash, he still felt the whole ship shake.

Within the hanger, smoke was bellowing from your tie fighter as fire was being put out. Inside the cockpit, you weren't even conscious the impact caused you to be knocked out. Metal was crushed against your leg, there was no way you could've gotten out if you were awake.

Hux ran down to the hanger, and watched as engineers and medics dragged you out limp. Your leg was completely disformed, pulling off your helmet gently blood was trickling down the side of your head.

"are they alive?" Hux asked quickly,

"Yes, but sir you need to move out the way so we can help them." A medic spoke back pushing past Hux. Rushing you too the infirmary, the doctors started to operate on you.

Your leg was impossible to fix, the next option for you was amputation. As you laid on the operating table, Hux was pacing up and down the corridor. After over an hour, Hux was finally able to see you. Walking in a doctor joined his side.

"We had to amputate the leg sir. Their leg would've been almost impossible to save. Commander Y/L/N, has been in the bacta to help start the healing process. Once they are ready, we can have one of the engineers design a prosthetic for the commander." The doctor spoke as he observed the General sitting next to you.

Hux nodded and dismissed the doctor from the room. He looked over your disheveled body, you looked tired and pale. He thought to himself that, you had probably lost more blood than he had initially realised.

Many hours later, you had started to come too. But it all came back to you too quickly. Gasping awake, you found yourself in an entirely different setting.

"F-fuck. No! No." You screamed sitting up, though your body telling you not too. Hux jumped out of his chair, rushing too your side.

"hey, hey Y/N it's Hux. You're safe, take it easy darling." Hux spoke softly but holding your shoulder firmly. It took you a few moments to finally calm down.

Looking away, you try to calm yourself. He took your hands gently into his, and prepared himself for what he was about to say.

"Y/N I need you to listen to me, you done a controlled crash but you didn't come away fully unscaved." He started running his thumb over your knuckles,

"After you crashed the mechanics and medics did everything to help you, however they couldn't help all of you. The doctors had to operate on your leg in order to save you. And to do that, he had to amputate it from the knee down." Hux explained quietly holding your hand.

"w-what?" You questioned not believing what he was saying.

"Darling. You lost your leg in the crash." He whispered looking away to hide his vulnerability.

"o-oh." You whispered lifting your head up from the pillow,

Realising that your left hand was bandaged up, the one thing Armitage failed to mention. You grabbed the corner of the blanket and flinged it to the side.

"Y/N I don't think you should see that right now." Hux spoke going to grab the blanket but it was too late.

Your head was spinning. The lights in room were painfully bright. The smell of the medical bay room was artificial almost inhuman.

The knot in your throat began to grow, the taste of bile was in your mouth. Looking around frantically, you pointed at a sick bowl that was in the corner of the room.

Hux ran and got it for you, as soon as you got it you started throwing up. Most of it though was dry heaving, which made your body want to give up. Tears were bought to your eyes due to the pain.

As you finished throwing up, Hux took the bowl away and sat carefully on the bed next to you as you sobbed.

"E-everything hurts." You cried as Hux held you gently,

"I know baby, I know. We'll get the medics to give you some pain meds." He kissed the top of your head.

A few minutes later after you had somewhat calmed down, one of the medics had come into the room.

"These pain meds will make you drowsy, so I would suggest commander that you lay down. If it's not too painful lay on your side just incase you need to throw up again." The medic spoke as they injected the pain meds into your IV.

Hux and the medic helped you lay down, placing a pillow under your stump so that you could be somewhat comfortable for the night.

"Don't leave me. Please Armi." You mumbled,

"I won't. I promise." Hux promised kissing your hand softly.

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Time Skip: 3 Weeks.

It had been 3 weeks. 3 weeks since you crashed. And 3 weeks since you had your leg amputated.

You were tired. The first week you were in immense pain day in day out. The second week, the pain was dull. The third week was still dull, but now you were fidgety. You hadn't been flying for 3 weeks going on four.

Discharged from the medical bay, you had spent days on crutches and days sleeping. Throughout these days a couple of engineers has come to you, to get measurements for your prosthetic leg.

You sat on the bridge with Hux. Despite Ren making an off handed remark, you stood your ground even with crutches.

You watched silently as tie fighters, looking slightly battered and bruised came back from an excursion.

"You okay commander?" Hux asked standing next to you, having to use formalities on the bridge.

"Just wish I was flying again sir. I miss it." You spoke looking out into space. Leaning down he whispered in your ear.

"Come with me to the med bay." Hux spoke softly to you so no one else could hear.

You made your way both slowly down to the med bay. It wasn't exactly easy to walk what seemed miles on a ship on crutches.

Sitting down on one of the medical beds. You looked around silently, remembering the information that Hux told you 3 weeks ago whilst laying in one of the beds.

"Good morning commander Y/N. I have something for you." The head medic spoke, showing you the prosthetic leg that the engineers made.

Helping you put it on, you sat with it on for a while. It was weird. You hadn't walked properly for 3 weeks. All you had was a stump. Hux comm went of and answered.

"I'll be back in a while." He spoke giving you a wink,

"Commander, would you like to try stand up?" The medic asked,

You nodded, and she held your arms helping you to stand. You whimpered slightly as weight was put onto your stump.

"You alright?" The medic asked,

"Yeah, it just feels weird." You responded taking a few deep breaths.

"In what way?" She spoke helping you take a few steps,

"Go slow. Please. It just feels weird, I haven't had a leg for the last three weeks." You spoke looking down at your feet. Walking a few steps, it took you a while to get use the leg. But you'll get there.

The medic passed the crutches to you, to help aid you in learning how to walk again. You done a few laps of the room, and when you felt comfortable enough you and the medic slowly headed to the bridge.

"How's it feeling now?" The medic asked,

"Better than it was. It feels a little dull still, but no where near how it was." You spoke as the two of you made your way down the extensive corridors.

Entering the bridge, you saw the mayhem that was now going on. Hux was looking a little red in the face, he'd probably been shouting. Well that was until he saw you.

"Commander shouldn't you be in med bay?" He spoke quickly his eyes flicking to the window where X-Wings and Tie Fighters contended with each other.

"Yes I should be. But it seems like our squadrons aren't doing too well at the moment General." You responded going to the window. You may have lost a leg three weeks ago but that doesn't matter to you right now.

"Has my fighter been fixed or is there a spare I can use?" You asked turning to Hux,

"Are you serious right now?" His voice rose slightly.

"Commander let me remind you, you was in a crash 3 weeks ago and you've just today had a prosthetic fitted. What makes you think you're ready?" He continued you pulling you aside gently.

"Darling, I know you care for me and worried. But you know right now that you need me flying." You whispered to him to make sure no one was listening.

"Fine. Come with me." He relented taking you down to the hanger,

Walking into the hanger, you could see the burn marks from your tie fighter on the wall. To say the least the clean up was quite good after, and the work the engineers done.

"The engineers have made your tie more accessible for you. Anything that needs changing, just say." Hux spoke grabbing your wrist gently,

You were out of the way from anyone else for the moment, as Hux stared softly at you.

"Be careful. Please. I can't deal with what happened to you again. I love you." Hux spoke leaning his head against yours.

"I love you too. I promise I'll be fine." You responded giving him a soft kiss. Turning away from him, you made your way to your fighter. As Hux watched you get in with a little bit of help, he walked back to the bridge.

"Good morning aviators, this is Commander Y/L/N speaking. It's good to be back in the fight." You spoke over your comms,

"Commander it's good to have you back." Someone from the control room spoke.

Taking a few deep breaths, you listened to the hum of the Twin Ion Engines. Lifting the Tie off of the hangar floor, you turned it towards this hanger bay door.

Accelerating, you joined in on the ongoing dog fights just outside the destroyer. The engines screamed as you entered the space full of tie fighters and X-Wings. Exiting the hanger, your breathe got trapped for a moment. It has been a while since being in the cockpit out in open space.

Chasing an X-Wing that flew past, your Tie started picking up more and more speed. Your Tie and the X-Wing that you were chasing, banked hard left and up causing the two of you to go rocketing past the bridge of the Finalizer. Inside the bridge everything rattled.

"Come on. Come on." You spoke to yourself as you managed to shoot down the X-Wing. Passing through the flame of the X-Wing, you started the hunt again.

"Take it easy Y/L/N." Hux spoke as he watched you pull at least 7Gs in the TIE fighter.

The comms crackled and an all too familiar voice came over it.

"Welcome back to the fight Y/N. Let's make this fun shall we." The voice spoke,

"Oh piss of Dameron. The last thing I want is you." You responded to the resistance ace Poe Dameron. You detested him, his voice was annoying and he was always sounding disgustingly happy.

"Careful sweetheart, don't wanna ruin that TIE fighter of yours again do you?" Poe smiled to himself loving that he was annoying you,

"Call me sweetheart again, and your dead Dameron." The seriousness in your voice made Hux shiver but also made him proud.

"See you around, Commander." Poe responded commanding his squadron to hyperspace with the rest of the resistance.

Recalling all squadrons back to the Finalizer, you flew back into the hanger and landed. One of the engineers helped you out of the Tie fighter, and gave you your crutches.

"Hey how you feeling?" Hux asked greeting you in the hanger,

"I ache like a lot. I think my leg is alright, maybe need to do some adjustments." You spoke walking out the hanger assisted by the crutches.

Walking down an emtpy corridor, Hux stopped you kissing your forehead softly.

"I'm sorry for doubting you earlier darling. I was just worried." Armitage spoke softly,

"Hey, its okay. I understand. I'm glad you worry about me, cause I don't know who would be worried about me." You responded, Hux smiled and gave you a kiss.

"Go back to our room sweetheart. Get some rest. I'll get someone to get you some food, and Millicent should be there." Hux smiled giving a final kiss to your forehead.

Slowly you made your way to your shared room. There on the edge of the bed laid a sleeping Millicent, who had been your best friend for the past 3 weeks of sleeping.

"Hey there Milli, I'm home." You spoke stroking her head softly.

Hissing slightly as you sat down, you managed to take off your prosthetic leg. Although you were pleased to be somewhat walking again, it would take some time to get use to it.

Before you could do anything like rubbing bacta cream on your stump, or having the food that was given to you. You fell asleep on the bed, whilst hugging Armitage's pillow. Just because it smelt like him.

A few hours later Hux came into the room, and saw you fast asleep still in your flight suit.

"Hey honey?" Hux whispered trying to wake you up,

"Mmm" was the only response he got from you.

"Honey, come on. Let's get you out of your flight suit." Hux suggested helping you sit up, he could tell that flying like that took a lot of energy out of you. But having you back in the flight helped majorly.

You was only half awake as Hux helped you out of your flight suit. Helping you to stand up on your one leg, he let you hold onto his shoulders as the flight suit fell to the floor.

"Come on, into bed we go." Hux smiled as you sat back and just simply went back to sleep.

Before he done anything else, he got some bacta cream and rubbed it on your stump so you wouldn't wake up in pain.

He laid next to you, and just held you to make sure you were safe.

#star wars #writing #general hux #star wars sequel trilogy

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charliedawn · 2 years

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Any fandom/slashers would date ftm asexual

I just feel sad and lonely right now

P.S love your work

(Thank you. And I hope you'll like this work.)

Pennywise :

"That makes us both, doll."

Pennywise has an aversion for touching and being asexual kinda goes with it. Well, he is asexual in the sense that he would understand your situation and respect it.

He was actually surprised when you confessed to him and felt confused, as he never doubted you were too.

He could feel it, but didn't think it was his business, until you asked if he was bothered by it.

"Bothered ? No offense. But, I chose you because of it. You are nice, and what we got going is good. I don't need s*x for us to work."

To sum it up, Pennywise is fine just living in peace with you and wouldn't mind at all that you are asexual.

Don't worry. If you hadn't said anything ? He would have still figured it out.

Perks of being a mind reader.

Patricia (The Horde) :

"Oh, honey..Don't worry. It's normal. I don't care about that. You're perfect."

Patricia wouldn't mind.

She's the kind of person that wants to leave her chastity intact forever, so it would work for her.

She likes you because you always were and are kind to her, even when she explained her situation to you.

However, the whole going from a woman to a man might be confusing to her at first.

But, she's working on her acceptance and would understand in the end.

"I'm sorry I didn't get it right away, but we love you either way, sweetie. You'll always be the best thing that happened to us and nothing will change that." *kisses your forehead lovingly*

Jason :

Asexual ? What's that ?

You would have to explain to him what it means and Jason would listen attentively.

He would think about it and finally shrug.

"Jason..Doesn't care..Likes Y/N, because nice to Jason."

He wouldn't mind.

He's been taught all his life that s*x is bad and was only allowed very few distractions in his life.

He wouldn't know how to "do s*x" even if he wanted to.

Innocent and clueless in this area. Virgin to the bone.

I would be surprised if he even had a boner in his life.

"Jason..Happy with Y/N. Doesn't..want them to leave." *hugs you*

He would accept it and be happy either way.

Shigaraki :

Shigaraki.

😂

Considering he could actually kill you on accident by not focusing for one minute.

S*x might not be his priority in life.

He would be happy to find someone willing to love him and understand his struggles when it comes to his powers.

He was actually the one who told you he couldn't actually commit to the deed from the beginning.

He was afraid of accidentally hurting you.

"I can't..lose focus. I can't hurt you. You're..okay with that, right ?"

He was so nervous at first, but relief washed over him when you confessed you were asexual.

"That's..good. Thank you."

Vanya/Viktor :

Viktor would understand your struggles and sympathize, as he had to go through the same transition.

He would date you and help you.

He would support you and make sure you feel as comfortable as possible in the relationship.

Viktor *takes your hand and smiles* : "There's nothing wrong with being different. You are amazing, and I can't wait for you to meet my family. They'll love you, because I sure do."

Viktor who is usually so unsure about everything in his life, was so sure about you.

He knew dating you would be the best decision of his life.

And, he turned out to be right.

You would also protect each other from other rude narrow-minded people and understand each other in a way that no one else can.

Armitage Hux :

General Hux had been asked multiple times to marry and fond a family, so he may produce more children for the First Order.

He couldn't exactly disobey and say that he had no intention of having an heir.

It would be considered treason and Hux liked his head attached to his neck.

He then found you and realized you were an asexual as you were talking to a stormtrooper trying to flirt with you.

He quickly lost interest, while Hux's only grew and he decided he would take you as his partner and hence, he would have an excuse to not produce any child for the First Order.

You would be a valuable asset to his plans...And slowly turn into something more.

"I was lost before you and I..I thought I would never find someone so similar to me..someone that would understand me. But, you became someone I can't find myself without.."

J :

"Ace..*smiles* Did you know that the ace is the highest playing card in the deck ? It means excellence and whoever gets an ace is one lucky fellow." (I know. I already used that in another post, but I just thought it was too good to waste.)

He would support and kiss the back of your hand like a true gentleman.

Once J likes you ? It's forever.

He wouldn't care about having s*x. The guy is the mastermind of crime and would be happy if you just stayed with him.

He is not judgemental.

No. Sorry. That's not what I meant.

He IS judgemental. But, not when it comes to sexuality.

He just judges society in general. But, he wouldn't judge you for being different.

He likes different.

J *smiles widely* : "There's nothing I love more than a man who knows what he wants ! And you ? You look like you found it ! I respect you even more for that !"

Stephen Strange :

"Really ? Oh..Well, I didn't know that."

Liar. He knew. There are no secrets you can hide from Stephen Strange.

He can see the multiple outcomes of a lifetime.

Once you're in his life ? You can be sure he knows you better than yourself.

He could pinpoint the exact time and place you would meet to its very second and since he allowed it, you can be sure he would have no trouble with you as a person.

He will accept you.

There is nothing Stephen hates more than fake people. And, when he saw you in his future ?

He fell for your honesty and knew there would be nothing you could say or do that would break that.

As long as you have a bright mind, Stephen will love you either way.

Stephen *smiles fondly at you* : "You glow, and if I had to choose between you and anyone else in this world who I could have s*x with ? Guess what ? I would choose you. Every time."

Hannibal Jr. :

"Interesting."

Now, Hannibal Jr. has had s*x before, but let's say, it wouldn't be a problem for him.

He tested his preferences, and turns out ?

He grew bored of it.

Hannibal Jr. doesn't care about s*x or that you're a man. He is open-minded, but he would also be cautious.

Hannibal Jr. is not one to give his trust easily. His love even less.

He would first learn as much as he can and see if you are worth it ? (Very complicated man)

But, once you've gained his interest ? He would be one of the best partners you can have and bring you everywhere, make you see the world.

He's very cultured and as such, has been to many different places.

One thing is for sure, you would never get bored with him.

Besides, he is an individual who eats people, let's say nothing can faze him.

Luna Lovegood :

Luna. Luna is peculiar and she knows it, is proud of it even.

She would never judge anyone.

She would be happy to date you, if you wouldn't mind her constant "loony" behavior and her regular "nargle" hunts in return.

Luna *giggles and shows you her new finding excitedly* : "Look ! I found one ! A purple nargle ! They were supposed to be extinct !"

She was the first to discover a new race of nargles and bring it to the minister of magical creatures.

She wouldn't make an issue out of your sexuality. She would be just as happy to make you tag along on her many adventures.

Luna *tilts her head to the side when you tell her* : "And ? That's great. Is it supposed to be a problem ?"

Bless her soul. The girl is too good for this world.

#pennywise x reader #pennywise 1990 #the horde x reader #patricia split x reader #jason voorhees x reader #shigaraki x you #shigaraki x reader #vanya hargreeves #victor hargreeves #armitage hux x you #armitage hux x reader

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elenamiria · 4 years

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Armitage Hux x Reader - Kinktober Day 25

Cock Worship | Erotic Dancing | Overstimulation | Exhibitionism/Voyeurism

Word Count: 791 Warnings: Blowjob, slight overstim (m)

Kinktober Day 24 (#2) « Kinktober Masterlist » Kinktober Day 25 (#2)

Main Masterlist & Taggies: @legally-a-bastard , @katrynec , @mistermiraclee

You prided yourself on your ability to cause one General Hux to unravel at the seams. He was so put together all the time except with you. He allowed himself to be somewhat vulnerable around you and never was he more vulnerable than after an intense orgasm. You loved nothing more than attempting to drag him away from his work and when that inevitably didn't work you would slide underneath his desk or to your knees in front of the chair he was working in. Armitage would always protest ("Darling I really am too busy for whatever you're scheming up.") to the distraction but as soon as you were palming his cock he would gulp and shake his head while trying to read whatever he was working on.

Glancing up at him he would nod at you as you unzipped his uniform and pulling his pants down, he would never admit to how eagerly he raised his hips to allow you to pull off his clothing. From there you would take his cock in your mouth whether it was hard or not, if it wasn't your ministrations would cause it to harden rapidly. You never hid your noises, finding that the louder you were the better as it caused him to lose focus faster, pressing kisses to his tip while lapping at his length. When he had grown to his full length you would slide your mouth as deeply onto him as possible, ensuring there was no way he couldn't focus on you. As you bobbed your head, and worked what you couldn't fit into your mouth with your hand, you could tell when his attentions turned to you as his hips would slowly roll with your motions. If he looked away from his work, which he never did to keep up appearances you assumed but for who you couldn't tell, General Hux would have seen your satisfied smirk as he responded to you.

From there you would speed up, taking him further into your mouth and allowing him to push up into your mouth. The small noises flying from Armitage's mouth made your eyes blaze as he desperately tried to stifle them. Hux had a tell for whenever he was close, his brow would furrow for just a moment before his face settled back into an indifferent position but you knew if you used your tongue to lap at his underside while moaning onto his rigid length he would come undone. Then he would really drop pretense, if he was fully undressed his pale stomach would tighten and relax rapidly as his breathing sped up. Occasionally if you really had would him up beforehand he would let out a full fledged moan or even a low rumble of your name, on the even rarer occasion his hand would grab you whether it was your face, shoulder or the back of your head.

This was one of those times where you could tell the weight of the day had been bearing down on him and this release was something he needed as his hand grasped the back of your head, never pushing or pulling you but he needed some form of contact to you. You let out another moan onto his length and Armitage moaned as you slid his cock to the middle of your mouth, swallowing as hot ropes of cum slid onto your tongue. His hips bucked and his grip on your head tightened slightly as he fought through his climax.

You kept suckling lightly as he came down and you gently smoothed your tongue on the underside of his cock causing his hips to buck again as he whimpered out your name. Your hand trailed to his balls to very softly rub and toy with them, your tongue continued the motions until Hux squeezed his eyes shut. A shiver coursed through his whole body as you teased at his cock you started sucking lightly as he started to soften and he called your name out again. You pulled off of him with a pop as you looked up at him with a tilt of your head, "Too much??"

Armitage laughed slightly, a sound that always brought the biggest smile to your face, "No, no. Just a little gentler please my love."

You nodded before lapping around his cock and then very gently sucking him into your mouth. His body twitched every time you sucked just a little too hard and it sent a delighted thrill through your body. You knew he was fully focused on you now and you couldn't wait for his little moans and whimpers as you squeezed another orgasm from him. It was just a matter now of where you wanted him to cum next.

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taking him home (general hux x reader)

pairing: general hux x reader (romantic) a/n: threepio is your best friend in this, i don’t make the rules. also thinking of an alternative ending where hux stays behind and dies as he did in the movies but i know that just causes pain and suffering and this fandom has had way too much of that so i probably won’t do it unless people really want it. this has almost 3.5k words too so that’s pretty cool, hux is one of my favorite characters and it ruined me when he died so i hope you enjoy this, i really loved writing it

“chewie..?”

rey’s voice is shaky as she stares up at ren’s star destroyer, which now took over the sky of kijimi. you stand next to finn, who had been visibly tense ever since ren’s destroyer was mentioned moments before. you look between him and poe, and then back at C-3PO, who now had no memory of any of you. the thought did twinge a bit. you really did like threepio, and now, you had to have him relearn everything he’d been through.

“what about him?” finn asks, without missing a beat. “he’s on ren’s ship,” rey says, “he’s alive.” she turns back to look at the group, a now hopeful smile appearing across her lips. “what? how?” you hear poe say, “he’s alive! he must’ve been on a different transport.” you look between the group of people standing before you, all suddenly looking incredibly happy. “we gotta go get him.” finn concludes, “your friend’s on that sky trash?” zorii says, “guess he is!” poe shrugs. threepio suddenly becomes alive again, his eyes lighting up that familiar golden glow. “might i introduce myself. i am C-3PO, human-cyborg relations, and you are?”

“okay, that’s gonna be a problem.”

“threepio, move your metal ass, we’re almost there!” poe pushes past the protocol droid, who sounds offended when he speaks, “how dare you! we’ve only just met!” you roll your eyes and pat the droid on his shoulder, “i promise i’ll give you a nice story-time, later, threepio.”

“poe!” you hear zorii say. she holds up something you can’t quite recognize from where you stand next to rey and finn, "go help your friend.” she sounds determined, and he shakes his head. “zorii, i don’t think i can take this.” he tries to deny it, pushing her hands away, but she refuses. you hear the roar of a ship from behind you, and as you peek around the corner, you tug at finn’s sleeve, “we need to leave, now.” you tell poe, and you turn and follow after rey.

poe steps up beside you and you look over at him, “are you nervous?” he asks you after a minute, trying to keep up with rey, who has been setting the pace as you walk towards ochi’s ship, you shrug. “a little. i just want to get chewie out of here and then leave.” you tell him. you knew full well hux would be here.

you hadn’t told anyone who the spy was. he was the one who told you palpatine was alive, and you relayed that information back to the resistance yourself each time. hux had gifted you a tie fighter to fly back and forth between your rendezvous point and the resistance base. you’d inspected it in and out, making sure the tie hadn’t been tracking your location. he’d promised you multiple times, he’d taken out a few things to make the tie as rogue as it could be, but your comms still worked, so sometimes for entertainment you’d listen to different frequencies and see what you found. hux was the only member of the first order you could say that you liked. he’d given you a first order officer uniform, making sure you wouldn’t be recognized at all by anyone. you could only hope he wouldn’t be involved. you knew he would pull something stupid to get you out of here if he had to.

“i get it.” poe’s voice cuts you out of your thoughts and the door to ochi’s ship opens, and the group piles in. you silently thanked zorii for the medallion, as you were given the okay to enter ren’s destroyer. “whoever this chewie person is, this is madness!” 3PO says, and you look over at him. you missed his nagging, even if he wasn’t shut off for a while, you knew he’d never be the same again.

the ship lands in hangar 12, and as soon as the door opens stormtroopers begin to walk up the ramp. finn shoots his blaster and poe follows suit, shooting the two down. the four of you turn back to back, shooting at every stormtrooper that comes in sight. you were definitely known about now. “you three, stay there!” rey says, and you hear threepio say, “happily!”

“threepio!” you call out his name as you start to turn away, jogging backwards. his head turns upwards as he hears you call his name, “yes, mistress y/n?” you roll your eyes, he would always be the same droid when it came to never dropping formalities, “stay safe, please!” you say firmly, and with that, you turn to your friends.

“which way?”

“uh, no idea, follow me!”

***

your eyes watch a squadron of stormtroopers pass. their armor is loud, clanking with each step they take. finn peaks his head out after they’re gone, and finally steps out of his hiding space. he turns and moves his hand, letting everyone else know it was okay to come out. the four of you hold your blasters and check down every single hallway, making sure no more members of the first order were in the area. finn leads you down a hallway, and you jump as two stormtroopers, clad in their signature armor, with their blasters pointed at your heads.

“drop your weapons!” one of them says, and rey steps forwards, waving her hand, “it’s okay that we’re here.” you and poe give each other a look, but turn your attention back to rey and the troopers in front of you. the two of them lower their blasters, “it’s okay that you’re here,” the one who spoke originally says, “it’s good.”

“you’re relieved that we’re here.”

“thank goodness you’re here.”

“welcome guys.”

“did she do that to us?” you hear poe say and you elbow him in the side, earning a small “ow” before rey speaks again. “we’re looking for a prisoner and his belongings.”

***

you shot the last camera that was in the hallway, “they said chewie’s this way.” finn says, and as he enters a passcode to get the door to unlock, rey turns around, walking in a different direction. “rey, come on.” finn says from behind you and she turns around, “the dagger is on this ship. we need it.” she says and a confused look appears on poe’s face, “rey, why?” you ask her and she looks into your eyes, “ a feeling. i’ll meet you back at the hangar.”

“rey, you can’t just-” finn says, but he’s too late, as she’s already gone down a different hallway. rey did a lot of things based off of intuition and feelings. hopefully she was right about needing that dagger, but if you had it, threepio wouldn’t have needed to get his memory wiped. you sighed audibly and poe gave you a pat on your shoulder, “chewie.” poe says as finn had took a few steps as if he were wanting to go after her. he nods, and the three of you go down the door that had just opened.

ren’s destroyer was practically a maze, but the door to chewie’s cell was easy to find as the troopers rey had mind-tricked had given you exact directions to get there. the door to his cell slid open and you heard his roars as soon as it did. “of course we came for you. chewie.” poe sits his hands on the wookiee’s shoulders for a moment and you gave him a quick hug.

you were incredibly close to the wookiee. after han’s passing, he needed someone to lean on. he lost luke, recently as well, and now the only person he had left was leia. when the lightning shot out of rey’s fingertips, you thought that he was in there, and you broke down in front of poe. you couldn’t help it. you’d lost too much already. you had been close to han, and luke had told you that he liked you the one time that he met you, saying that he knew you would do great things. you could only wish he was there to see them.

“yeah, rey’s here, she’s gonna get the dagger.” finn’s voice drags you back to reality, and you uncuff chewie’s paws. the three of you help him stand up.

now it was time to make your way back to the ship.

***

“wrong way!”

“well, there’s not really a right way, is there?” poe retorts and he peeks his head around the door, shooting one of the stormtroopers. you slide out of the door and shoot the remaining ones, sliding one of their blasters back to the currently weaponless chewbacca, who takes out the troopers approaching you from behind. “thanks chewie!” you laugh breathlessly and he roars in response. you missed him.

the four of you continue making your way down the hallway, jumping over stormtroopers and shooting at any of them who cross your path. “we close?” poe asks, “straight ahead!”

poe runs into the crossroads of a few hallways, and a blaster shot collides with his arm. “poe!” finn screams, and he slides on his knees, “are you okay?”

footsteps, and a lot of them. you back up next to them, chewie following suit.

“nope.”

***

handcuffs are uncomfortable.

you notice that as you’re manhandled by a group of stormtroopers. they confinscate your blaster and before you know it you’re being dragged down a hallway. your eyes landed on hux, and you silently pleaded with him to let you go. he made eye contact with you before quickly looking away, and you grit your teeth. he’d do something, you knew that. well, not exactly. you were just hoping incredibly hard that he would.

you’re standing between poe and chewbacca, and you bit on the inside of your lip. hux was standing right there. he was about to watch you be executed. at least you’d die with your friends. “actually, i’d like to do this myself.” hux’s accented voice speaks out, and you feel your heart leap out of your chest. was he really going to save you? you hear a trooper hand him their blaster and you let out a sigh.

“what were you gonna tell rey before?” you roll your eyes hearing poe’s words. the person he was talking to was finn, who had said he wanted to tell rey something while the group was sinking in quicksand on pasaana. he’d brushed it off multiple times and you couldn’t help but wonder what he was talking about. “you still on that?” finn replies. “oh, i’m sorry, is this a bad time?” he says back sarcastically. chewbacca grunts next to you and you mumble out, “i agree. they sound like a married couple.” you whisper to him.

“yeah, sort of is a bad time, poe.”

“well, 'cause later doesn't really look like an option. if you're gonna let something off your chest, maybe now's not the worst time to...”

the two of them start bickering, and you begin wondering what hux was doing behind you. was he contemplating killing you himself? at much as you hated to admit it, maybe he was. he hadn’t done anything except hold the blaster.

one. two. three. four.

your eyes shut and you prepare for impact, thinking you’ll see the bodies of your friends fall forwards and that he saved you for last. you don’t.

“i’m the spy.” hux says, and you smile widely. he pulled through. you had your doubts, but you know that deep down, hux had morals.

“what?!”

“you?!”

“y/n!” finn and poe say at the same time, and you look at them. “i promised him i’d tell no one who he was.” he gives you a look of gratitude, “i can at least do that, right?”

“we don’t have much time.” hux says, looking across the four of you.

“i knew it!” poe exclaims. if your hands weren’t cuffed, you’d be facepalming. “no, you did not.” finn says and you roll your eyes. you were the only person in the resistance who knew who the spy was. hux said he’d only make face to face deals, and since then, you’d met up with him a lot of times.

hux comes forwards and uncuffs you first, and you look up at him happily.

as much as you hate to admit it, he was incredibly pretty. his eyes were a bright blue and his hair a fiery red. he looked focused as he unlocked the handcuffs, and they fall to the floor with a clang. you massage your wrists and he looks at you. “thank you.” he doesn’t say anything, but he gives you a nod. he moves on to the wookiee standing next to you.

after all four of you are uncuffed, he leads you through the destroyer and back to the hangar. you see threepio, bb8 and the new droid rey found on ochi’s ship coming from the hallway. “bb8, come on!”

“i’ll shut down the impeders. you’ve got seconds.” you clench your jaw and furrow your brow. he had seconds. you knew no one would believe his story that the four of you just escaped. you hated the first order, but they weren’t all dumb. “hux.” you utter. you turn to him and look him straight in the eyes. “there she is, she’s a survivor.” you assume poe’s talking about rey, but your eyes remain firmly on the general standing in front of you.

“blast me in the arm, quick.”

finn looks confused, “or they’ll know.”

“no!” you exclaim, “they’ll know either way. you can’t stay here. you need to come with us, now. you’ll die if you stay here.” you tell him. he looks over at you, and you know that he realizes that. he’d die if he stays there. he shakes his head, and you become desperate.

your hands reach out to his face, and you cup his jawline. the tip of your nose is touching his and for once you don’t care if your friends see. you really liked him. “i can’t.” he says. his voice is shaky and his eyes are looking anywhere but your face. “please.” you beg him. you feel your eyes begin to fill with tears. you’d really gotten attached to him.

you remembered the first time you met him.

“it’s you?” you say as you hop down from your x-wing and onto the landing platform. his hands are behind his back and he’s looking straight at you. you take your helmet off and hold it underneath your arm. “really? i was expecting a stormtrooper, not a general.” you laugh slightly. you see him roll his eyes, but he beckons you to a more secretive part of the platform. “i chose this spot for a reason.” you nod, following after him.

“you shouldn’t take an x-wing here.”

“well it’s not like we have tie fighters lying around.” you tell him and he makes a mental note to himself. he couldn’t get kylo ren to lose if you were dead. he pulls out a few pieces of paper and he hands them to you. your hands move to open them, but his sharp voice stops you. “not here.”

“riiiight. sorry.” you apologize, chuckling softly.

“i’ll be on my way then. stay safe, general.” you mock salute, and with that, you’re turned back towards your x-wing and you’re flying away. he keeps his eyes on your ship until he can’t anymore.

“listen to me, hux.” you say to him, “come with us. come with me.” your words hit him hard, and he hates it. he knew he likes you. he remembered the exact moment he realized it.

“you really think i’ll wear this?”

hux holds in his hands an officer uniform. you look up at him and shake your head. “you need to. if i’m caught with you in that outfit you wear now,” you look down at your uniform. it’s bright orange and covered in rebel alliance symbols, “you’ll be captured and taken prisoner, tortured for information by ren.” he tells you and you inhale deeply, but you take the uniform from him and throw it into the x-wing. “fine, but i’m only wearing it here to ease your nerves.” you say sarcastically, nudging him with your elbow.

he rolls his eyes, but he feels his cheeks warm.

“please.” he finally looks into your eyes, and he notices the fact that you’re crying. hux looks confused, “we need to go, y/n!” poe’s voice says from behind you. “shut up, poe!” your voice is coarse, and the rest of the group looks shocked from your words. you’d never once yelled at any of them. “please, i’m begging you. you’ll die if you stay here and you know that.”

“i..” he starts. your forehead leans against his own and your eyes are closed.

you were in love with him.

he sent you different coordinates.

the spot you met him in was usually the same, but now it was some planet out in the outer rim. the first order was active there, but your officer’s uniform would easily let you slip past stormtroopers. you land your x-wing where your meeting spot was, and there he stood.

he’s with a tie fighter.

you stare at him, eyes wide. “did you get that for me?” you ask him, hopping down from your x-wing. he nods. he looks cute. his hair isn’t perfect, some strands falling out of place and resting on his forehead. his eyes are still that same beautiful blue you find yourself staring at way too often. “is this because you care about me? how cute.” you gush playfully, and you see his jaw clench.

“thank you, hux.” you laugh, “just.. don’t mention it.”

you’re shocked. of course you are. you swore he was a ruthless man, with no empathy or care for others, but this clearly proved otherwise. he managed to get you an x-wing just to fly to your rendevous point and back. “everything the first order would use to track you has been removed.” he reassures you after noticing you opened your mouth.

“did you remove it yourself?”

he adjusts the lapel of his jacket, and he nods. he looks flustered, and it looked adorable. “i couldn’t risk anyone else doing it. i learned how to for this.” his voice is quiet, and his eyes and looking down towards his feet.

“thank you, really.”

he doesn’t reply, but he didn’t need to. the blush on his cheeks said everything for you.

he hates seeing you cry for someone like him. “hux, listen to me. okay? just listen.” you mumble out, “i’ve liked you for a long time.” you admit to him, quiet enough to where no one else but the two of you could hear. you see his face flush, and the blush on his cheeks spreads to the tips of his ears and nose. you feel yourself melt at that. he was so beautiful without even trying.

at this point, the two of you are on your knees on the floor and you’re desperately holding onto him. you couldn’t give up that easily and just let him run off to his death you knew was coming. you didn’t even realize that you sunk to your knees and took him with you until you felt the cold of the floor through your pants and on your legs.

“a really long time, ever since you gave me that stupid tie fighter to make sure i didn’t die trying to get to you. i was so shocked that you cared so much about some rebel, i was supposed to be someone you hated, but instead you took care of me and.. you didn’t want me dying. i knew that, you don’t have to tell me.” he opens his mouth to respond, but you put your finger over his lips. “i’m not done.”

“i just.. i don’t want you dying here. i could save you. i could take you home..” you sniffle, and your thumbs are running over his cheeks. “y/n..” he says your name, and you look into his eyes. “please, let me save you, armitage.”

something in him changes as you say his name.

“okay. okay, i’ll go.”

a smile appears across your lips, and you couldn’t help yourself. one of your hands travel to the back of his head, and you lean forwards. his eyes stay open for as long as they could, but as soon as your lips press against his, they’re closed. he melts into your touch, and you stand up off the floor, taking him with you.

he never wants to let you go.

“come on, let’s go.”

he nods.

your fingers entwine with his.

you’re taking him home.

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multific · 5 years

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General Armitage Hux x Reader

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Request: If you’re still taking requests, I’d love some fluffy Hux! There’s not enough love out their for the cranky space ginger.

You felt like you would give up anything at that moment.

Anything just to be in his embrace one more time. Anything just to spend on more night with him. Anything to feel his thin lips against yours.

It had been five years.

Five years since the rebels won, five years since the First Order was destroyed and exactly five years four days since you last seen him.

Armitage Hux.

The general of the First Order, well he was. Four days after he left you on a peaceful planet, you heard the news.

You didn’t know if he lived or not, if he was captured or not, or if he was hiding somewhere. But one thing was sure, Kylo Ren was killed during the attack.

You thought about going on a search to find him, but you remembered his last words every time.

“I promise, Darling, I will come back to you. Wait here for me.”

And that you did and still do. Even if he will never come for you, you’ll wait for your love.

Your love that started out so unexpectedly, and soon turned your life upside down.

You remember when you first met him, Snoke captured you, tortured you for his own entertainment, and soon, he gave you to his General, saying that he should have some fun too.

But Hux wasn’t like that. He did take you in, but never laid a finger on you.

Soon, you fell in love with him, he turned out to be a kind gentleman. You were scared to admit your feelings, but he confessed first.

You lived with him for a long time, in love. Then things happened. The First Order lost Snoke and Kylo Ren took his place. Ren had gone completely mad. And the Order started to break up.

That’s when Hux left you on that planet, for your safety. You remember begging him to stay, but his duty mattered more. It hurt you, but you understood at the same time.

***

One day, you went into the village next to your home to buy some food for yourself. You often went to a shop which was owned by an elderly woman, she always had fresh fruits and vegetables. And for some reason she insisted that you go on a date with his son, but you always declined saying that your heart already belonged to someone else.

On your way back home, as you stepped onto your porch you noticed that your front door was open. And since you lived far from others, it could mean two things. A stray animal somehow got in or a burglar.

You feared for your life more than anything at that moment, but you weren’t going to give all your valued things, you went slowly and carefully into the kitchen, you placed your basket on the table and then grabbed a the gun that Armitage left for you before he left you there.

You heard noises upstairs, so you decided to go up and surprise your intruder.

You heard shuffling and coughing as you went up the stairs.

When you were finally upstairs you heard the noises coming from the bathroom. You found it weird. What kind of burglar would look in the bath for jewelry?

When you finally arrived to the door, you took a peak in, your heart stopped.

It was a man. His back was to you. But that wasn’t the shocking part.

That hair.

It couldn’t be.

The gun fell from your hand and that alerted the man.

As he turned, your assumption became reality.

“Armitage.” he looked like a hot mess.

He looked like he didn’t have a decent bath in a long time, his beard had grown long ad his hair did too, and the most worrying part, his weight. He was never the most muscular but he was unhealthy skinny.

“Y/N.” that voice. The voice that you longed for so long. It was really him. You ran into his arms.

Tears filled your eyes as you began to cry. Almost to the point where it became hysterical. But who could blame you? The one you thought to be dead was right in front of you. Holding you in his arms.

“I thought you were dead.” you told him after you calmed a bit down.

“Me too. I’m sorry I left you alone I was hiding and I coul-“ he started but you interrupted him.

“It’s all right now, you are here. And that’s what matters.”

You let him take a long bath while you cooked for him. You made at least four dishes for him. He said that he was hungry, but you knew, he needed to gradually get his weight back and overfeeding would cause problems.

Once he got out of his bath, he looked like a new man.

He smelled nice, he shaved and he even managed to cut his hair somehow.

He looked like his old self.

Suring dinner, he ate almost everything you put in front of him, asparagus was still not his favourite, so he left that untouched. You smiled at that, it made you think of old times, when you loved with him on the ship.

After dinner, you were washing the dishes when he hugged you from behind. Armitage was never the kind to show affection a lot, even when you were alone, and he never instigated skin-ship. But you missed him so so much, so you started to wash the dishes a bit slowly, to enjoy the moment.

“Will you ever tell me what happened? I know I said that it didn’t matter, and it really doesn’t, but to talk and get it off your chest will do good for you.”

“I will, eventually. But now, I just want to hold you and sleep.”

You finished the dishes and went up to the bedroom, you took a quick shower and went to bed, where Armitage was already sleeping.

He must have been exhausted.

You were grateful. Grateful to have him back after everything. Even if he wasn’t at his healthiest state, you knew, with time, everything will be better.

And after five long years, you finally fell asleep in his arms.

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INSUFFERABLE | General Hux x Reader Smut | pt. 3

INSUFFERABLE | General Hux x Reader Smut. 18+. MINORS DNI. This is a direct continuation. I absolutely love him and will write part 4.

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Content warning: fem!reader x Hux; a few curse words; smut: slight dom/sub implications, hair pulling kink, gloves kink, power kink one might say, fingering, oral (f receiving), vaginal sex (unprotected), handcuffs, just filth really; catching feelings and using privileges not-so-morally, soft Hux appears wildly as well

"Stay here with me tonight," she whispered, but he shook his head immediately.

"You know I can't. I should return to my quarters."

"I'm not letting you stay alone in that state," she said sternly, then stood up. "Give me two minutes. I'll change into my uniform and we can go together."

He knew it wasn't the best idea, but he didn't protest. Being close to her seemed like a dream at the moment, a breath of fresh air in his usual life. He needed her more than ever that night and had to put rationalism aside, something he had never thought he'd do.

She began to undress herself immediately and, even though he could barely see her silhouette in the dark and his imagination could go wild, it didn't. He knew she was naked yet didn't feel the immediate need to make it erotic; he simply adored her body in silence, letting his feelings for her grow.

Both in their uniforms, they moved through the corridors as if they weren't embracing each other and whispering confessions just mere moments earlier, and they walked quickly to hide safely in his quarters.

There, they both changed into comfy clothes and sat on his enormous bed, side to side.

"Do you want anything?" she asked in a whisper, trying to read his expression in the reddish light from behind the bed. "Maybe a massage?"

"No, I just..." he began, unsure how to name what he really wanted, but she seemed to know it well.

"You just need more hugs," she said happily and moved to embrace him tightly, keeping her head on his shoulder.

Yes, he thought. That was what he wanted and needed, more than air.

It worked wonders, the feeling of her body, her warmth, he could basically feel his heartbeat slow down, not to mention he began forgetting about his worries.

"I forgot to tell you..." he said suddenly, having relaxed a lot. "I have talked to Ren. We will award you the higher rank tomorrow."

"Really?" she asked in excitement, lifting her head off of his shoulder. "So what does this mean for me?"

"You'll get a new room, new uniform, new duties... But you will still work right under my command."

"No complaints there." She smiled and he couldn't suppress a smile himself. "But wait... So it means you'll call me Lieutenant Y/L/N now?"

He looked at her and sighed heavily.

"I look at you and I don't think I'll be able to get these words through my lips, considering how annoying you get."

"Then you shouldn't have agreed to it," she argued, laughing, then moved her hand to stroke his chest through the black material of his shirt. "Will my room be closer to yours?"

"So that's what interests you now? You should be proud of your military achievements, not..."

"Oh, so should I leave now?" She cut him off, knowing exactly which string to pull. And the way she gazed at him then, bathed in the reddish light... He lost all of his inhibitions, and gave up.

"No. You know I wish you'd never have to leave," he admitted quietly and she hugged him even more tightly than before.

"Me too," she replied sadly, then sighed again. "But for now... Let's just sleep, Armitage. I know you're exhausted. And remember that tonight I'm here. Not going anywhere."

That's what he needed to hear. He held her closer, letting himself lay as comfortably as possible, then placed an innocent kiss on her head, as if thanking for her presence.

"Sleep well."

The next day Y/N sneaked out of his quarters yet again, and then was promoted to the rank of a lieutenant. Many officers congratulated her, but only the congratulations from Armitage mattered, only this short moment he could touch her in public, even if just for a polite handshake. They both remained as professional as it was required, raising no suspicions whatsoever.

Immediately after, a droid led her to her new quarters which she liked at first sight. Her new room was black and red just like the previous one, but it was bigger, so was the bed, the window, a few other pieces of furniture, and, most importantly, she finally had her own bathroom. It was tiny and fit just the essentials, but was still thousands of times better than sharing the bathroom with other soldiers.

The droid helped her move all her things to the new quarters, and then she met some other officer who was to show her new duties - Hux was busy overseeing everyone and everything as usual. It didn't stop him from thinking about her, though.

General Hux always meant everything he said. And that is why when Y/N returned to her new quarters for her fist night there, she found a gift, right on her bed, with a short message attached.

A sufferable gift for the insufferable lieutenant.

There was no information on who it was from, but did she need it? She could jump out of happiness right then and there.

It was a black box with the red emblem of the First Order, one used for military supplies, of course, but she knew he couldn't use another one out of safety. You had to know a code to open it; he didn't give her one, but Y/N had an inkling it was the very same one he used for his bedroom... And she was right.

Excited, she couldn't wait any longer and opened it immediately. She wasn't disappointed - not like any gift from the General could disappoint. There, in the box, was a set of neatly folded black sheets, just like the one he had... The one he had promised to get her.

"How am I supposed not to fall for this man?" she whispered, hugging the sheets to herself, and then she glanced at the picture of her parents on her new nightstand. "Be proud of me, mom and dad. I'm a lieutenant now..." she said, then turned to a whisper. "And the happiest girl in this galaxy."

She wanted to thank him as soon as possible, but this wasn't easy. She either had to catch him alone, which was nearly impossible, or simply wait for an invitation to his quarters. She didn't see him at all the next day, and was left wondering what was happening with him.

The next morning brought compensation. She was in the headquarters of Starkiller, checking something on her datapad, when suddenly someone put hands on her shoulders.

"Y/N! We have finally found you. Lieutenant now, huh? Congratulations!"

It was Malia, smiling at her along with Marlen who walked up to them as well.

"Yes, from me too," he said sincerely. "You deserved it."

"You can boss us around now, huh?" Malia asked jokingly, causing Y/N to smile.

"Well, I can, and I'm definitely going to try it," she replied proudly.

"I'm still wondering how it happened, though.

After all, Hux keeps on punishing you," Marlen wondered, making her gulp. She had to come up with an excuse, right there and then.

"It's Ren who likes me, and he has a say thanks to the Supreme Leader, so..." she began and then immediately felt someone's presence right behind her.

"What is this? Chattering during work?"

She turned, her knees weakening at the sight of the General staring at her and her friends.

"I apologise, General," she murmured quickly almost at the same time as Malia and Marlen.

"Back to your positions, immediately," Hux said sternly and they obeyed at once. Y/N was about to walk away as well, always remembering to remain professional, but he had other plans.

"Lieutenant Y/L/N."

She raised her head and walked back to him, her friends watching her anxiously from a distance.

"Yes, General."

He looked around and, when he made sure no one could hear them, busy with their work, he asked as quietly as possible:

"May I invite you for a walk?"

She opened her mouth in shock. He was asking this bluntly? In public?

"Can we?"

"We'll be discussing military subjects, of course."

She suppressed a giggle, because she knew that was not what they were going to do.

"Oh, of course."

"Don't forget your uniform coat and meet me..."

he began quietly and then raised his voice immediately as someone passed them. "Lieutenant Y/L/N, I want you to inspect the new TIE fighters with me. Meet me in front of the hangar bay number nine in ten minutes," he said sternly and scarily, just like he would to any other soldier.

"Yes, sir," she bowed her head, and he walked away quickly.

And so, ten minutes later, she showed up where she was supposed to and they both did start with inspecting the aircraft, but Hux didn't choose one of the hangars nearest to the open forest by accident. Slowly, but surely, he moved with Y/N towards it, until they were finally free to stroll through the snow-covered woods.

"That was very cunning of you, General," she said as they entered the forest, having passed some patrolling Stormtroopers who cowered at the sight of Hux. "I'm impressed."

"Ass licking yet again, Y/L/N." He shook his head in disappointment.

"That we can take care of later," she said confidently and it was hard for him not to laugh. "I can finally thank you for your gift. It was the best one I've ever got."

"That's the only kind of things I give," he said proudly, causing her to roll her eyes.

"Cocky, aren't you?"

"You should be glad I find it too risky to pin you to one of these trees now."

Butterflies in her stomach, erupting in thousands. This was a feeling she simply couldn't get enough of.

"I suppose," she turned to check if anyone was following them, but they were all alone among the snowy trees, "holding your hand would be too much, too."

Hux looked down at his hand right beside hers, hesitating. He was so starved for touch, any of it... It would be such a delight to do it... That walk was a risk already, but fixable... They could explain themselves if someone saw them walking together, but holding hands? There would be no way out.

"It would," he said quietly, not meeting her eyes. "But we'll make up for it soon."

She nodded and they continued walking beside each other, with their hands behind their backs, as if just strolling the bridge. Y/N couldn't stop smiling anyway; in her head, it was their first date, as weird as their relationship, but somehow still romantic.

"This place... For a weapon, it's exceptionally beautiful," she said suddenly, taking in her surroundings. "I've never had the chance to see it from this perspective."

"Are there any other places you would want to see?"

"Any of them," she replied at once. "I told you I wanted to travel the whole galaxy once."

"You still do?" he asked, indirectly implying he would take her anywhere she wanted. But she simply looked at him and replied:

"I think I'm right at home now."

Hux hated when she did that... When she made him feel such strong, pleasurable emotions. He was scared he'd start showing them among soldiers. But he smiled, unable to hide it when she graced him with such confessions.

"And how is your injury?" he asked suddenly just to change the subject.

"Completely gone. Nixol scanned me yesterday. He claims I have made a full recovery."

"Have you?" He raised an eyebrow. "I'm personally going to check this soon," he added, making her heart jump out of excitement.

"Of course. Nothing can compare to the General's inspection."

"And it will be thorough."

They both smiled, not quite meeting each other's eyes.

"We should start heading back. Slowly," he said to her disappointment.

"Already?"

He hated the look she gave him, but remembered what could happen.

"Y/N, you know the rules. And we both have duties to take care of. You know it's important, the Starkiller is almost read..."

"I know, Armitage, I know all that," she cut him off. "But it doesn't make me want to spend any less time with you."

He smiled again, even if faintly.

"Come to my quarters in a week, just to be safe," he said, leaning a little to whisper to her ear:

"I'll have something for you."

"Another surprise for me?" she asked, nudging him with her elbow. "How did I deserve it?"

He inhaled sharply.

I'm falling for you.

"Let's just say that a lieutenant has more privileges," he said dismissively, still unable to express his true emotions.

They walked back to the hangars, making sure to talk about the military again, unhappy to begin a week of anticipation. They didn't even have time to exchange many looks as Y/N had many more new duties, and usually came back to her quarters exhausted.

The night before their meeting Hux was walking next to a spacious corridor, heading to his quarters for a good night's sleep. He would pass the loud-talking soldiers standing there without a second look were it not for the subject they were talking about.

They were discussing prostitutes, loud and clear.

"There was this one hot girl I met, I don't even remember which system it was... That's how good the sex was. Wish I could see her again..."

"I had a hook-up with an alien chick once," one of the soldiers replied. "And I don't want any alien pussy anymore. I always send off the alien prostitutes."

This was too much.

Hux felt like he was about to throw up. The subject of prostitutes among soldiers had always been disgusting to him, but now that he had Y/N, he couldn't possibly imagine getting intimate with someone he didn't have a connection with. A random girl? A girl that wasn't her? Never.

"What are you talking about?" he asked, stepping into the conversation right when the third soldier of the party was about to speak.

"Nothing, General," one of them answered.

"Back to your quarters, immediately," he snapped, then quickly walked away, unwilling to talk to them anymore.

The soldiers didn't really care about his words since they lost him from sight and just came back to their discussion.

"Wonder how Hux gets off. Or if he does at all. Maybe he'd relax a bit if he did..."

"With his position? I bet he's got all the best chicks for himself."

The next day was the worst part of all the waiting. Y/N met eyes with Hux many more times than she'd like to admit, because they knew that in the night, they would both find peace in each other's arms.

"Enter."

Hux sounded very strict when Y/N asked for permission to enter his quarters in the evening, at the time everyone else was busy eating dinner. No one saw her enter the spacious office with her hands behind her back, acting as if it was just a professional visit even when she heard him lock the door behind her with a switch under his desk.

"You wanted to see me, General," she said, standing in front of him as if unaware of his intentions.

He did not speak, he watched. Sitting comfortably in his chair, he looked at her hungrily, focusing on each and every curve of her body. At this point, he wasn't sure whether he liked the mystery or preferred what was underneath... Both were a view to enjoy.

They were looking at each other in almost complete silence, only electronics whirring and buzzing in the background, and Y/N breathing so heavily he could hear it and, most importantly, see her chest rise with every breath. This made him remember her breasts, and filled him with the unbearable desire to look at them, to feel them again. Keeping his hands on the arms of his chair was becoming harder, just like something else.

Watching him like this made her feel hotter and hotter with every passing second. Him, sitting there, no hat, no coat, just his perfect uniform, hair and gloves, kriff, the most attractive of them all. She wished that, whatever he was planning on doing to her, he wouldn't take them off in the process. And there was also his gaze, as freezing cold as the weather outside, so piercing that if Y/N didn't know his other side, she'd be terrified.

After what seemed like ages of gazing at each other, and after the atmosphere's become so tense they both couldn't wait anymore, he spoke:

"I'm tired. I do not have time for formalities today."

"Of course, General. I wouldn't want to waste your time," she replied, barely holding in her laughter.

He wasn't amused. Having taken one more look at her, he inclined his head towards the polished surface right in front of him.

"Onto the desk," he said crisply.

"The desk?" Y/N blurted out, unsure what he meant.

He pushed his chair back a bit, making space for her.

"Get on the desk and undress."

That she understood, and didn't mind at all. At that moment, she could do anything he asked of her.

She climbed onto the desk, then sat right in front of him, her legs almost reaching the floor. He fixed his position on the chair, then leaned back a little, ready to watch the show that was about to unfold just for him. He had already made sure no one would disturb them, so he could just sit back and enjoy the view of the woman he came to adore.

She removed her hat first, and he saw that her ponytail was in place, making him smirk just a little. Then she got rid of her boots and tossed them to the shiny floor, thinking it would get him mad, but he didn't look away from her even for a second. She proceeded to take off her gloves, finger by finger, as slow as she could for him to enjoy.

When they were gone, Hux shifted in his seat. Things were going to get much more interesting now that she grabbed her belt and unbuckled it. With the belt gone, she began unbuttoning her shirt, and then slid it off her arms slowly, revealing a black bra.

Excitement rose in Hux, so much Y/N could notice the gleam in his eyes. That's why, before proceeding, she decided to tease him.

"Which first, General?" she asked with her eyes fixed on his, and he swallowed before answering strictly:

"Top."

So she reached for the clasp of her bra.

Breathing heavily as she threw it to the floor, she allowed him to watch her bare chest raise for a few seconds. She already knew he was more than enjoying the view; his eyes betrayed him completely.

She was just about to grab her pants, but he couldn't wait. He moved the chair closer to the desk, then grabbed her hips roughly to pull her into his lap, their chests colliding. Y/N could already feel what he was thinking about her right underneath herself.

"Now," he said, putting his gloved hand on her hot cheek, "what do I do with you?"

But he already knew what he wanted to do. Keeping one of his hands on her butt, he used the other to pull her into a kiss that would not allow her to catch a breath. She threw her arms around his neck to steady herself and didn't even wait for it - she simply began grinding against him, making him moan in between the feverish kisses.

He could physically feel stress leave his body as she kissed him back, letting him use his tongue however he wanted while she kept on rocking her hips, making his pants tighter.

"I needed you so much," he rasped, trying to breathe during the short moment their lips were not on each other's. She wanted to respond, but didn't have time before he kissed her again, passionately, this time keeping both of his hands on her butt. Their hearts were racing and blood boiling, it seemed like there was no one in the entire galaxy but the person they were kissing...

Impatience began taking over Hux as they both felt his erection throbbing in the pants of his uniform. Having forced her off of his lap, he grabbed her pants and began to pull them down...

To discover she had no panties on.

He gaped at her for a moment in utter disbelief. That little minx knew exactly what she was doing.

"No underwear on duty?" he asked harshly, having composed himself.

"Is that an offence?" she asked with an innocent smile and he was absolutely not having it.

"Yes, it is." He slapped his hand on the desk, making her jump as he locked her between herself and the furniture. "What punishment do you suggest I should impose on you, Lieutenant? Send you to cleaning? Discharge you?"

She leaned towards him and put her mouth right next to his ear, so her breath could barely brush his skin as she whispered:

"Fuck me."

He almost snorted, smirking at her jeeringly as he pushed her back onto the desk.

"That would be being too good to you," he said, looking at her proudly from above. His gaze and his tone alone made her gulp.

What was he going to do to her?

"Legs open," he commanded like the General he was and she obeyed without a second thought, glad that at least the surface of the desk cooled down her body, otherwise she might have overheated.

Before she was able to even guess what he was doing, he got on his knees and put his head between her legs, then did not warn her at all before giving her a long lick.

She shivered, immediately searching for something to grab on. She did not expect they'd be doing this on his desk, but there she was, quivering on the cold surface as his tongue worked wonders on her clit.

It was a mix of pleasure and pain since she had nothing to rest her legs on, and he did not let her use his shoulders. She was left to grab the edge of the desk while he licked and sucked on her, her legs getting sore from being in the air.

She kept on moaning, knowing no one could hear her except for him. She didn't even have to tell him she was close to reaching her peak; he could almost sense it, the waves of pleasure washing over her while her breathing became faster, her moans louder...

He made sure to lick slowly and deeply, as if suddenly he had all the time in the world to pleasure her. When he heard her try to utter his name, he stopped suddenly, teasing her as usual.

"Not so confident now, are you, Lieutenant?" he asked, standing up and wiping his mouth with his finger. He couldn't say he didn't enjoy watching her juices flow onto the surface of the desk, sure he would remember the view every time he sat there.

Y/N propped herself up on her elbows and looked at him in disbelief; he did it again.

"That's torture," she growled at him because her body was aching for more.

It only made him snort.

"You haven't seen real torture yet, Y/L/N," he said with such an expression that made her heart skip a beat. "Stand up."

Although mad, she obeyed, because she could see he had a plan, and was more than eager to discover it. He grabbed her hand and led her towards one of the huge windows. When they got there, he turned Y/N to face the glass, then trapped her between it and himself.

"How fortunate," he whispered into her ear, then kissed her neck, "that you can see through these windows only from the inside."

Even though he said that, she couldn't help but feel as though every soldier walking by the hangars and other buildings could see her naked body pressed against the cold glass. It was such a weird feeling, terrifying and arousing at the same time.

His gloves fell to the floor and his fingers travelled right between her legs. He didn't take it slow this time: he began pumping his fingers in and out of her immediately.

"Watch all of this," he hissed, pulling her ponytail slightly as she tried to steady herself, her knees growing weaker. "Look at the power I'm building, at the most dangerous weapon in the galaxy we're standing on, at all my soldiers programmed from birth... I have all of this power and you."

His words were arousing her more and more, and heat was building up inside her as he added a second finger, and then even a third one, making her whimper. As Stormtroopers walked mere meters away from the window, she really hoped they didn't see her, or she would be stripped of her dignity. It was only Armitage who was allowed to see her like this.

With three fingers still going in and out of her, and three more rubbing her clit at the same time, she was shaking, almost losing balance. To add to the sensations, there was also his erection, one she could feel against her bottom...

"Armitage, this time... I'm..."

"Don't restrain yourself," he whispered, placing one more kiss on her neck. It was unbelievable, the feeling of power filling him up when he could see and hear the effect he had on her.

She moaned his name as she came all over his hands, making him feel more satisfied than ever because he was the reason of her pleasure.

A few seconds later, she almost fell to the floor when he stepped back, pressing her palm against the window to steady herself once again.

"Kriff... No one has ever made me feel this good," she panted, breathing even more heavily than before.

"That's what I thought," he said with a triumphant expression, then looked at his fingers, still glistening with what she gave him. "Now... There's work for you to do," he added suddenly, because at this point his erection was almost hurting him in the tight pants.

She looked at it shamelessly, then smirked between the breaths. She walked up to him and whispered into his ear:

"You want me on my knees... Or on you?"

Hux gulped, having not expected these words at all. How was he supposed to choose? He wanted all of it.

"I want you quick."

Having heard that, Y/N was about to lower herself to the ground, when she thought that if she chose the second option... She might benefit from it, too.

"Then let's get to the bedroom."

A minute later, he was laying on his bed, shirtless, and she was pulling his pants off of him. He almost hissed when she took off his boxers, too, then positioned herself over him. They didn't need any more foreplay: she simply clasped her hand around his length and positioned it right underneath herself, then slowly lowered her body to sit on him. They moaned in unison when she did that, immense pleasure running down their spines.

"Kriff, kriff..."

"Relax now, General." She smiled, sighing to help herself adjust to him. "I suppose my legs are going to be sore again, anyway..."

She moved up slowly, then down with the same pace, and that first surge of pleasure woke him up. He sat up to be closer to her and grabbed her hips, still wishing to be in control as he guided her body along his cock.

They craved each other even more in the dim, red light that lit up certain parts of the bedroom, getting even more turned on as they listened to the rustling of the sheets, the heavy breathing, the skin slapping on skin...

Oh, they would be in so much trouble if anyone knew. If someone came in - although that was impossible with all the doors that protected them - and saw the General being ridden passionately, how would they react? If they didn't know Y/N was a soldier, it would be quite alright... But only soldiers were allowed on Starkiller.

She was rocking her hips as much as she could, and it seemed to work wonders, because he threw his head back, even unable to kiss her. She held onto his shoulders tightly, leaving a few scratch marks in these moments when he had the power to match her movements.

"I could get addicted to this," he rasped suddenly, pleasure speaking louder than rationality.

Y/N smiled, managing to give him a wet kiss while still rocking his penis... And world.

"And I would love to be your drug," she whispered against his lips, giving him goosebumps. At this point, he could give her the entire galaxy...

When she felt him lose grip on her hips, she knew he was close. Her legs were burning, but she knew it was about a few more thrusts, so she picked up her pace.

One loud grunt escaped his lips, alerting her before he came. She kept on moving for a few seconds, bathing in the moment of bliss; it was such a new experience, being filled up by him, something that made her want him even more. He had his eyes closed and lips parted - she took him to paradise.

It didn't even matter to him that she stained his sheets when she got off of him. They both fell onto the mattress, exhausted but extremely satisfied.

Hux couldn't help but smile; the desire was disappearing, and pure joy began filling him up - she was finally by his side again, and every time it happened, it made him even happier than before. It all seemed like a miracle, since not so long ago Hux wouldn't be even able to explain what happiness felt like...

As they both tried to catch their breath, Y/N felt everything that was flowing out of her on her thigh, and she remembered that during their first time, he pulled out... But this time, everything was inside her, now dripping down her leg. When she realised it, fear overtook her body in a matter of seconds.

"Armitage, it just dawned on me... Oh, shit, how come had I not thought about this before?"

"What's wrong?" he asked, genuinely concerned.

What did he forget about?

"What if I..." She turned her head to face him, terrified. "What if I get pregnant?"

Concern immediately left his face, confusing her greatly. Hux averted his gaze from her, then spoke with some kind of sadness in his voice:

"You won't."

She gaped at him.

"But you cu..."

"I am infertile," he cut her off, shocking her. "A medic told me that years ago and a recent examination confirmed it."

"Oh..." she said in surprise, unsure how she should react to the information, but relief was surely one of the main feelings she was experiencing.

Hux was still avoiding eye contact with her as he said quietly:

"You're the only one who knows that."

She grabbed his hand comfortingly, smiling sincerely.

"And it will stay this way, I promise."

He knew she was going to keep this promise, and it was touching. Slowly breaking the walls he usually put up around himself, he moved on the bed to embrace her from behind, then buried his face in the crook of her neck. Warmth of joy took over them both as the world around them dissolved; love was in the air, although neither of them dared speak about it.

All of General's problems, duties and responsibilities went away when he hugged her... And this led him to a confession he never thought possible.

"You're my cure, Y/N," he whispered, then placed a chaste kiss on her neck.

"For what?"

"Everything," he replied without hesitation, melting her from the inside.

Touched, she turned to see him, then cupped his face and brought his lips to hers in the most innocent kiss they have ever exchanged.

They were looking at each other for a moment after this, as if trying to remember the face of the other for all these moments they couldn't, or at least shouldn't, watch each other for long.

"You know... I want to take a shower," she said after a moment, still feeling his cum dripping down her leg.

"Go on then. I'll order dinner. Any wishes?"

"What we ate last time would be perfect."

They both climbed off the high bed, and Y/N was about to walk towards the bathroom when Hux stopped her by grabbing her arms.

"However, before you go... Do you see anything new here?"

Y/N looked around the bedroom, because she certainly didn't have time to do it before and indeed, she noticed a new piece of black and red furniture right next to the bathroom door.

"I don't think this wardrobe was here the last time..." she pointed at it, frowning.

"Correct. Open it."

So she did, and the inside shocked her.

There, on shelves and hangers, was everything she needed and more. For example, there were three black towels, all folded neatly, and next to them a toothbrush. She also noticed a new hairbrush and a pack of hair ties next to it along with comfortable slippers. A bathrobe, a nightgown, even a spare uniform hanging on the left side...

"This is all for you," he explained and she was thankful for it, because she couldn't believe it. If that wasn't a declaration of love in an act, then she didn't know what was.

"How did you manage to smuggle this in?" she asked in surprise, wondering who carried in this many female items into the General's headquarters without making it a scandal.

"I'm the General, I have my ways," he replied in an obvious tone. "I imported it all as classified. No one knew what was inside except for the trusted vendor I have in the Gold system. He doesn't ask questions... And you don't have to steal my things anymore."

"Oh, but you loved it," she teased, then hugged him tightly. "Thank you... This is wonderful."

"It's so you won't steal from me," he said harshly, but she knew it was just him trying not to look soft for her... When she knew he was.

"Of course, of course... So I'll take my new bathrobe, new slippers and new towel with me... And enjoy my shower..."

He shook his head as she disappeared behind the bathroom's door, then he opened the other wardrobe to clean himself a little and dress up. Hux chose a black shirt with long sleeves, quite a tight one, but soft when you touched it. He also wore matching pants, but they were loose, making it the perfect combination for a nice evening on a snow-covered planet.

She took her time with the shower. When she came back to him, he was already in his "living" room, fresh food on the polished table, and all the clothes she had left scattered around his office earlier were now on the armchair, folded neatly.

She was just in a black bathrobe and slippers, her hair untied, and approached him with a smile. In a split second, she decided not to sit on the black sofa next to him... But his lap.

"You have really got too comfortable," he said in disbelief when she hugged him, settling herself on his thighs.

"Me?" She looked at him in outrage. "And who organised a whole wardrobe for me?"

"But I'm the General," he said like it was his argument for everything.

"Right now you're no general to me, Armie..." she whispered, kissing him on the lips.

He sent her a disappointed look.

"Y/N, there are some borders even you cannot cross."

She let out a sigh. He was coming through, but he still wasn't as soft as she suspected he could be. Him being balls deep inside her wasn't crossing a border, but this was?

Disappointed just like he was, she slid off his lap onto the sofa, but he didn't like it.

"That wasn't the border I was talking about." He grabbed her hips and pulled her back into his lap immediately.

She frowned in confusion. "So what was?"

"Calling me Armie."

For a few seconds, she was looking at him in disbelief, until she finally rolled her eyes.

"So how would you like me to call you?"

He couldn't stop himself.

"Sir will do," he replied and she barely stopped herself from smacking his arm.

"You should be glad I'm still kind of scared of offending you as a general."

"As you should," he said and proceeded to hug her in a way that completely contradicted his statement. "Let's eat, it'll be cold."

She eventually nodded in agreement, then stood up to sit in the armchair opposite him.

She smiled, settling herself. "You never forget the tea."

"I tolerate perfectionism only, you know that."

"And do you know what excuse I may give to other soldiers when they see I missed dinner again?"

"You don't have to explain yourself to them," he began sharply, "you report to me and me only," he added, even though it wasn't completely true.

There were, of course, other officers with higher ranks than her.

She picked up her cup. "I would love to tell them that, but I don't want to be suspicious. Mentioning you is always risky."

"Not mentioning me at all is risky, too."

Y/N drank a little from her tea, sending him a suspicious look.

"So you do want me to gossip about you?" she asked provokingly, causing him to heave a sigh.

"I can't believe I'm putting up with you."

Her smile just got wider.

After dinner, they moved to the bedroom. He took a quick shower before laying down next to her on the bed, under a new set of sheets, having tossed the stained one to the laundry.

"I didn't get to ask..." he began as he pulled her towards himself, wishing to hold her close. "How are you finding it? Being a lieutenant?"

She shrugged, placing her head on his chest. "Duties are duties... My own bathroom is the best perk."

He snorted in disbelief. "That's what you're saying to your commander?"

She smiled, looking up at him. "I'm saying this to my Armie."

"Y/N."

She rolled her eyes again. "Oh, what do you want me to say? It's alright. I have more responsibilities, yes, but I like it."

"Getting cheeky, aren't you? You're gonna have a hard time if you keep on acting like this."

"Am I going to have it?" she teased before moving her hand down his body to clasp her hand around his penis. "Or you?" she asked as he hissed in surprise.

"Y/N." He coughed, trying to compose himself as she let go, chuckling.

"I'm tired today, but..." She placed a kiss on his chest, talking quietly. "I hope we'll get to repeat tonight soon."

"Repeat?" He laughed jeeringly. "Definitely not in the way it went today. I went easy on you, because I wanted to see if your injuries were really gone."

"You said that last time already, I'm not that scared..."

She had no idea he was telling the truth. He already had some things in store, ready to use, but missing her simply won that night. He wanted her close more than he wanted to fulfill the desire...

"You'll be surprised then," he said after a moment, planting a kiss on her head.

"When?"

When was always the question when it came to their relationship. When will it be safe to meet, when will he have time for her, when will no one suspect anything?

He knew he wouldn't be able to wait for her as long as he waited this time. Ren was gone for now, so he felt quite safe... Maybe he could even invite her in just two days, maybe three for safety...?

"Sooner than you might think," he replied eventually, hugging her tighter.

She buried her face into his side, smiling widely, her heart beating slower, her whole body relaxing...

"Back to the subject of your quarters... Is there anything else you'd like to have there? Other than the sheets?" he asked suddenly.

She was thinking for a moment before replying:

"You would be perfect. But I know I can't have it."

"I'll find a way," he said, causing her to look up at him in confusion.

"Way to what? Stay in my quarters?"

"No, but I'll find something you'd like. Just wait."

"You do care about me, don't you?" she said, although she didn't even know why. The fact that he cared was, especially that evening, more obvious than anything.

"Like you don't know that I do," he replied, prompting her to kiss him one more time. Then she yawned, and it made him remember how tired he was as well.

"Let's sleep. It seems the lieutenant duty does exhaust you."

"It was you, actually," she replied, yawning again and closing her eyes.

"I have only just begun," he whispered against her ear, sending one last pleasurable shiver of the night through her body. "Sleep well, minx," he added, once again realising how much happiness it brought him that she was there.

Y/N had no idea she would have the chance to visit General's quarters again just three days later. She was talking to Mitaka and a young officer named Atter, and both of them looked displeased... And somehow scared.

"The reports are not good," said Atter, showing the other two a holo with the inside of the Starkiller base. "The works aren't going as fast as intended. The engineers assume the oscillator will need a few more weeks if we want to charge the weapon... And not blow this base up."

"Damn it..." Mitaka grunted, clearly furious.

"The worst thing is," Atter began, slowly turning away from the holo to look at the other two, "someone has to go and tell General Hux."

He gulped. He was sure he was the one who would be sent to him since he was the youngest, and he was already imagining his doom... But had no idea Y/N wanted this opportunity.

"I can do it," she said loudly and Mitaka looked at her in shock.

"Are you sure? He'll be furious."

She had to stop herself from laughing. They didn't even know it would be a pleasure for her... And, at the same time, she would look braver than them.

"Well, someone has to do this," she said as if it was torture to go to him.

"Thank you, Lieutenant," Atter muttered and she just rolled her eyes, then turned on her heel to walk to the General's office.

The moment she asked for entrance, she tried to stay as professional as possible, wondering what his reaction will be - he had no idea who was about to visit him.

She marched inside with her hands behind her back and, at first, he didn't even look up from the datapad in his hands, but just the view was enough for her to swallow hard. After all, he was sitting by the very same desk he had eaten her out on...

"What is it again?" he asked harshly when she stood a safe meter or so opposite his desk.

"General, I'm afraid I have bad news."

Her voice caused him to look up immediately.

The moment he saw her, his mouth fell open slightly, and then he looked behind her to make sure she was the only one visiting him...

When he knew there were just the two of them in the office, he began wondering whether she really had something important to tell him or just found a way to sneak in - because would he mind using the desk the same way he used it three days before right then and there? He would not.

"Oh, do you?" He leaned back in his chair, seizing the opportunity to look at her freely after three days of avoiding any kind of contact.

"The works on the thermal oscillator..."

"Is it really the oscillator you came here for?" he cut her off, watching her face searchingly.

"I volunteered to deliver the information to you, sir," she replied in a professional tone... Teasing him at the same time.

"How brave of you, Lieutenant."

"And about the oscillator... It's not working properly yet. The engineers say it will need a few more weeks before gaining the full ability to protect the charged weapon."

He slapped his hand on the table, clearly annoyed. He let out a sigh, then cursed under his breath, trying to compose himself at the same time.

"Is that all?" he asked after a moment, displeasure still on his face.

"For now, yes, sir."

He nodded, content, and raised from his seat.

"Then come closer."

Y/N didn't need him to repeat. She got as close to the desk as she could, and when she did, Hux walked around it to approach her. He hesitated for a moment, then eventually grabbed her waist and pulled her towards himself, closing the distance between them in a short, but passionate kiss.

Y/N smiled as they parted, butterflies erupting in her stomach. "I should volunteer to deliver information to you more often."

"Now, don't get too confident," he said as he took a safe step back from her. "But it's good you did decide to come tod... Wait, I have a call." His voice got cut off by a sound of ringing, and he leaned over his desk to push a button and receive the call.

"General Hux, the new hangar bay is ready for your inspection."

"Finally. I will be there in a minute," Hux replied to the voice from the call, then disconnected it immediately.

He grabbed his coat from the chair, then turned to look at Y/N with the slightest smile. "Seems like we're leaving together, Lieutenant."

She smiled back at him, moving out of his way and inclining the door with her head. "After you, General."

He didn't want her to leave this quickly. Not when they had a chance to be together and not look too suspicious...

"Any special duties you have right now?"

She shook her head. "Just the usual."

He stopped right before the door, so abruptly she almost collided with him.

"Then why don't you join me for the inspection?"

A beam spread across her face, one he found hard not to return.

"Gladly, General."

"That's the kind of people we need," he said as they left the office, looking away from each other so as not to burst out laughing.

They stopped by her quarters so she could get her coat and a datapad to pretend her presence was actually essential during the inspection. When she was locking her door, he made sure no one could see them, then lowered his head a little to whisper into her ear:

"Come to me the day after tomorrow. Dinnertime, sharp."

"Already?" she asked in shock, then turned to face him. "You're sure?"

He gave her such a look that made her feel tiny. She knew it was impossible, but almost expected him to pin her to the wall right then and there, which wasn't far from his thoughts. A split second of hesitation and he might have actually done it, but two soldiers appeared in the corridor out of nowhere.

"You dare question my orders, Lieutenant?" Hux raised his voice immediately, pretending to be mad at her.

"No, General."

"Follow me," he almost growled, then began walking away without a second glance at her.

The inspection was as professional as it could be. Hux was walking around the new hangar with the engineer guiding him, and Y/N was right behind them, "noting" General's opinions on her datapad. They were both happy that they could at least spend some time together, even if avoiding any physical contact. It didn't mean they didn't manage to exchange a few glances while the engineer was busy explaining everything they were seeing. Y/N could also swear his fingers brushed hers too many times for it to be a coincidence...

The evening of that day, she finally had some time to spare and invited her friend, Malia, to her new quarters.

"Doesn't look too bad..." Malia said, sitting on the bed and looking around the room. "I mean, you have your own bathroom. That's already paradise. And this set of sheets is so soft..." She felt the texture of the black, silky sheets with her hand.

Y/N, standing in front of her, gulped. She hoped Malia would not ask any further and just assume the sheets were the lieutenant perk... She had to change the subject, but before she did, Malia did it herself.

"You know, I've been wondering recently... Do you think we'll have a chance to have our families one day?"

"What? Why are you suddenly thinking about this?"

"I had an examination today." She sighed as Y/N sat down next to her. "The medics told me that I might not be able to have kids. Apparently I have a very weak system and they think I wouldn't be able to carry a pregnancy."

"Oh, that..." Y/N hugged her a little from the side. "It'll be alright, Malia... If we win the war, you'll have time to rest, get better and you could have a family."

"Win the war? This war might not end in our lifetime." Malia sighed again. "But hey, weren't your parents soldiers, too? And they had time to have you and..."

"They met and got married before serving in the army," Y/N explained. "My mother took a short break to give birth to me and care for me, and then I was given to, you know, the First Order kindergarten one might say. If my parents hadn't been soldiers, I would've probably ended as another Stormtrooper..."

"But still, they were soldiers and had a family," Malia argued. "And we don't even have anyone to choose if we wanted... Is there even a guy you would want to date around here? You said you liked someone a while ago."

Y/N felt that her body was starting to get hotter with every word. She decided that no matter what, she wasn't going to mention Armitage - she was afraid that otherwise she might blurt out something, even absent-mindedly.

"That's... No longer valid."

"But do you think, for example, that Marlen is handsome?"

Y/N didn't know what to say. It was weird for her to talk about other men now that all of her attention was on one ginger guy she was not supposed to like this way...

"Malia, I don't know where you got this fro..." Y/N's words were cut off by someone trying to enter her room.

She swallowed hard, hoping more than anything that it was not Hux, not that day...

Fortunately, when she opened the door, there was just a droid, holding a black box with the red emblem of the First Order, the size of a standard datapad.

"Classified package for Lieutenant Y/N Y/L/N," he announced in a robotic voice.

"That's me. Thank you," she replied and got the box from him, then closed the door again, suppressing a smile. She had a feeling she knew who sent her a "classified" gift...

"Package, huh? Can I see?" Malia asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Malia, you know I can't show you. It's classified!" Y/N said as if outraged, and her friend only rolled her eyes.

"Okay, okay, Miss Important Lieutenant..."

Y/N didn't want to be a bad friend, but at the same time, she simply could not wait to see what was in the package. She pretended to be tired to make Malia leave earlier, and the moment the door closed behind her friend, she sat on the bed and pulled the box onto her thighs.

She typed in the password she knew so well and the box got unlocked. She opened it and, as expected, it wasn't classified... At least not in the military meaning.

First, she saw a card.

Found my way to your quarters.

This was enough to make her heart fill with joy. She threw the card aside to check what her gift was and she saw some black material, different from the sheets... Confused, she pulled it out to realise it was a familiar texture, one she had already fallen asleep on...

It was his shirt, the very same one he slept in during their last night together, scented with the cologne that made her crazy about him every time she walked past him, hugged him, kissed him...

Bringing the shirt to her nose, she was so happy that she finally had something of his. The scent alone brought her the memories of all the moments she spent with him, making her excited. And there were still two long days before she could be with him again...

She fell onto the mattress, hugging the shirt. The feeling of yearning prompted her to move one of her hands down her body and between her legs...

But the moment she touched herself underneath the panties, she woke up from her trance.

Her fingers were not what she wanted. There was someone else's touch she craved, one that would make her feel better than anything she had ever done to herself... And it was definitely worth waiting two days for.

Hux was also waiting, and hated every bit of it, because he had to spend some time with Ren, discussing whatever stupid thing he was now obsessed with. What is more, lately, that was not the only reason why the General hated even being in his presence. He knew what Ren could get out of his thoughts... And, as a result, Hux not only had to restrain himself from looking at Y/N, but also from thinking about her.

And thinking about her has become one of his favourite things to do, especially when he was laying in bed after a tough day.

It was not just about the sex. It began with desire, he could not deny that, but the more he knew her, the more he adored not just her body, but her personality. He actually liked that she was cheeky, he liked the teasing, he liked that new feeling of someone actually daring to joke around him. And there was also the feeling he had never experienced before, one he was slowly giving into... Someone caring about him.

Just the thought that he could go to her quarters in the middle of the night and she would gladly help him with anything he wanted, from military reports to bad mood, was a bliss. And the fact that she was willing to do it all in secret... He had finally found something to think about and long for other than war, power, weapons... And it made his life better.

And the sex... It gave him so much satisfaction, so much joy, and, in his opinion, made him work better. Having lived in celibacy for so long, he didn't even realise how wonderful it could feel. He could experience immense pleasure, and the pleasure would double when he saw he was giving it to his girl, knowing he had the power and ability to do so. The number of fantasies he had of her was growing, and he intended to make at least one of them come true during their next meeting.

Y/N didn't expect much when she was walking into his office at the time he expected. He had already told her big things before and not much happened, so she didn't count on anything new - but it didn't mean she hadn't taken the time to wash, shave and perfume almost every inch of her body before coming to him.

He immediately invited her to the "living room" for dinner he had already ordered, but before sitting down to eat, she grabbed his face and kissed him full on the lips, so passionately he didn't even expect it.

"Thank you for the gift," she whispered and he smiled immediately.

"If that's your reaction, then I should send them more often."

"I would not mind," she said with a grin, then sat down in one of the armchairs.

"I do have one more gift for you tonight," he replied, taking a seat opposite her and she raised her eyebrows.

"Hey, but you know I'm just teasing, right? I don't need gifts. You're all I want," she said just to make clear that she wasn't there with him for the perks. "Besides, I don't want you to spend too much on me, or to make anyone suspicious..."

He gave her a look of slight disappointment. "I know all this, but I am the General. I will give my girl as many gifts as I want."

Her mouth fell agape, and her heart almost stopped for a moment. It took her a few seconds to take in what he had said, and when she finally understood, she felt tears gathering in her eyes.

When Hux noticed she wasn't answering for a while, he looked up from his food to see her face. He immediately noticed her glossy eyes.

"What?"

She gulped, smiling, visibly touched. "You've never called me this before."

He looked down, somehow embarrassed. He had called her this many times, but only in his thoughts, and didn't even realise he had never said it aloud.

"Right... But it's true. Isn't it?" he asked just to be sure how she felt about it.

Y/N wiped a tear, happier than ever. "It is."

And when he saw her like this, his heart softened like never before. Forgetting about the dinner, he spread out his arms.

"Come here."

She obeyed at once, then sat in his lap to sink into his arms as they both hugged each other tenderly.

"I might be the luckiest girl in the galaxy," she whispered against his ear.

And this was enough for him. This was what he needed to hear for the same happiness that she had to get to him as well. He had never even imagined he could make someone feel this good... After all, most people loathed him or were terrified of him...

"I hope you are," he replied, hugging her even more tightly, as if she could disappear like a dream at any moment.

"How was your day?" she asked a minute later or so, sitting back in the armchair. "I saw Kylo, he was not happy today..."

"Don't even talk to me about him. He's never happy." Hux heaved a sigh. "And you can't imagine how hard it is to be around him and not even think about you."

"I can. I've talked to him about you, after all..." She sighed in defeat. "And I'm afraid he might sense something soon."

"I don't answer to Ren," Hux said after a moment. "My thoughts should not be his concern. Besides, he's obsessed with finding the map that leads to Luke Skywalker now. Hope that takes all of his attention for some time... For now, let's just not talk about him."

"Yes, sir," she replied, causing a smirk on his face. She knew he liked that; even if he heard that every day, it just hit different when she said it while being alone with him.

He looked back at his food, still smiling. "Good attitude for your next gift."

"Stop saying this or I'm going to get excited."

"Oh, do I get you excited?"

Their eyes locked, as if in a challenge.

"Oh, not you. The gift," she teased.

"You don't know what it is yet."

"A gift is a gift."

"Be careful what you wish for," he warned her, his eyes still locked with hers. "It's not the kind of gift you think it is. The bigger ones are sent to your quarters... This one, however, is smaller. And I have to give it to you personally."

He was saying all this in a tone that really made her question whether she should be happy... Smaller thing? Giving personally? This man was planning something, she could see it in his eyes, but just couldn't put her finger on it...

They kept on eating, the tension between them rising with every look they exchanged. They both liked it, but it was Hux who wanted to add fuel to the fire.

"Are you wearing panties today?" he asked casually, as if just commenting on the weather. His boldness made her gulp. However, she composed herself quickly, deciding to bite back:

"You'll find out."

He didn't even blink. "You don't want to know what I'm going to do if you don't have them again."

"You'll discharge me?"

He chuckled. "That would be being generous."

The atmosphere was getting hotter and hotter, even though there was a severe snowstorm outside; wind was howling so loudly they could both hear it, but it wasn't louder than the sounds of their hearts beating faster with every passing minute.

"You have it quite warm in here," she said suddenly, taking a deep breath. "Would you mind if I took off my top, General?"

Hux bit his tongue in order not to answer too quickly. He had to play his cards right.

"I'll do it," he decided, then raised immediately to walk up to her. With a gesture, he made her stand up, and then began unbuttoning her shirt with care.

"Thank you," she said when he removed it, but he didn't look like he was going to leave.

"I'm not done yet."

He unclasped her bra as well, took it off and tossed it aside. The sound of it falling onto the polished floor was what undid the desire.

They threw themselves onto each other immediately. Lips to lips, they were kissing as though they were seeing each other for the last time, hungrily, passionately, not hesitating to open their mouths. They both knew the dinner had to be forgotten, the worst snowstorm Starkiller has seen in months as well...

It was getting uncomfortable, standing between the armchair and the table... That's why Hux stopped kissing her for just a moment to grab her legs. She understood - having thrown her arms around his neck, she jumped a little and wrapped her legs around him. He put his hands on her butt and, still kissing her, began walking towards the bedroom.

He typed in the code to the room without even looking at the pad, and then carried her inside, going straight for the bed.

When her back hit the mattress, he immediately began planting kisses on her jaw, neck, and then further down, until he reached her breast...

"Oh my...!" She moaned loudly, completely shocked he captured her breast with his mouth. He massaged the other with his hand, making her shiver; this was something new... And one of the many things he wanted to try.

She was feeling pleasure, he could see it, but it was not as enjoyable as eating out her pussy. Nevertheless, he played with both of her nipples before removing her boots.

"Hips up," he commanded after he was done.

She did so gladly, and he pulled her pants down, only to discover that, in fact, she had no panties again.

He stood up and gave her a look that made her shiver. He was not having it - if she didn't know it was part of their game, she would be terrified. His eyes could pierce souls, she was sure of it, and she felt as if he were undressing her with his eyes even though she was already naked.

Hux's gaze stopped between her legs, the view itself making him harder. She noticed that and made sure to squeeze her vaginal muscles a few times to make him even crazier about her, if that was even possible.

"Insubordination yet again," he said after a moment of watching, then cleared his throat to calm the blood rush her little show provoked in his entire body.

"I apologise..." She put her legs back together, playing innocent. "I couldn't resist, General..."

"My mercy has ended," he almost growled. "Stand up."

She did just to see him raise his hands suddenly, and then lower them just as quickly.

"But before that..." He approached her to hold her face in his hands tenderly. "If you ever want me to stop, Y/N, just tell me."

She smiled, leaning her forehead against his.

"I appreciate you saying this... But why would I want you to stop?" Her hands began roaming his chest as she gave him an affectionate kiss. "I crave every inch of you, Armitage," she added in a whisper, looking him up and down.

"I'm saying this because I'm about to do something I haven't done before," he said in a tone that made a shiver go down her spine.

She was not afraid. She was excited.

"I trust you," she said truthfully. "Do whatever you want with me," she added in a whisper, planting a sweet kiss right behind his ear, and it made his whole body tingle.

Warmth coming from his abdomen spread throughout his body, just knowing that she trusted him... When probably no one else did.

"In that case..." He kissed her on her neck, only to immediately return to his game a second later and turn her to face the bed. "Put your hands behind your back. I want to give you your... Gift."

She obeyed at once, wondering what he meant. She didn't even peek when he walked away from her for a moment, unwilling to ruin the surprise for herself.

Soon, she felt his presence right behind her again, then heard a click... And quickly realised she got handcuffed.

She did not expect that.

"Aren't... Aren't those for prisoners, General?" she breathed out, her mind racing along with her heart, sweat drops immediately forming on her skin. What was he going to do next?

"Tonight you are one."

His voice was low and velvety when he said that, and just the sensation of his breath on her bare skin gave her goosebumps.

"Charges?"

He chuckled as he began undressing himself right behind her. "Insufferableness."

Less than a minute later, his large hands, rough but hot, were on her shoulders, pushing her slowly and forcing her to bend over the bed.

"Now, down, we're going down... Just like that..." he was saying slowly until she finally touched the sheets with her cheek, keeping her hips up. It was all so arousing, and although the position she found herself in wasn't the most comfortable, she couldn't wait for his next move.

And his next move became clear as day as he slid his hands down her back to grab her butt firmly.

"I see you're already excited enough..." he said, having taken one more look between her legs.

"Just like you," she retorted, breathing heavily when she felt his erection against her body.

These words caused him to make his decision in a split second. Holding her firmly, he slid inside her without a warning, sending a shiver through her.

"Oh, fuck!" she screamed when he did it as she was not fully ready. For him, it was also a new experience, so pleasurable, tight... He didn't even scold her for cursing.

He gave both her and himself a moment to adjust to the new situation before slowly filling her up as much as he could, pulling a loud moan out of her.

He began rocking his hips rhythmically, letting the desire take over his body completely. He wasn't talking, only grunting here and there, allowing himself to enjoy all the sounds echoing in the room; her moans, the rustle of the sheets, clinking of the handcuffs, the sound of his body colliding with hers...

The howling of the wind could also be heard somewhere behind the walls; the snowstorm wasn't getting any lighter, but both of them were only becoming hotter...

The moment he grabbed her ponytail to lift her a little made him sure this was his favourite position to have her like this, from behind, be in absolute control of everything as he always was. The sounds she was making only confirmed that she was enjoying it just as much.

"Harder," she whimpered at some point, growing bored of the regular pace.

He almost stopped out of shock. It was too good to be true, he must have misheard her...

"What is it?"

"Go harder..." she repeated, and he swallowed hard.

That he was going to do.

"How are you talking to your superior?" he asked harshly, still moving the way he'd moved before.

"Please, General," she pleaded, igniting his imagination.

"In that case..."

Her heart almost stopped when her ponytail got pulled back once more, this time so much she was standing straight. He was still inside her, and both of them rolled their eyes back at the pleasure the new angle gave them.

And so he granted her wish, moving faster and harder, so much she was beginning to lose balance with her hands still behind her back. His hands travelled from behind her to her breasts, holding them both so she would not fall. Unknown sensations were washing over them, breaths speeding up with every moment. Kriff, it all felt so good, even more so since it was forbidden...

She was feeling as though she was on fire, her legs were shaking, starting to refuse to keep her standing. If only she could touch herself, she would finish in a matter of moments, but her hands were still in handcuffs... And now she had to ask him.

He knew what he was doing, damn him.

"Touch me, please," she breathed out, her voice shaking just as much as she was.

"Oh, is that wha..." he began, but was cut off by reality, brutally.

A call was coming for the General. When he was balls deep inside her.

They both stopped suddenly, frozen.

"What now?" she asked, terrified, and her voice was enough for him to come back to life.

"I'll answer the call for the good of the First Order... Just the voice call..." he whispered right to her ear, moving slightly to the right with her so his hand could reach the button on his wall. "So keep quiet, Lieutenant," he added with a smirk, making her gasp.

Was he insane?

How was she supposed to keep quiet when he was hitting all the right spots?

She didn't even have time to question him. He received the call.

"General, the snow is getting much worse, the patrolling soldiers cannot see..."

"Leave all the patrolling droids outside. They have to be scanning the grounds at all times. And send the soldi..."

She stopped hearing what he was even saying, her body beginning its journey to paradise. She tried to focus on being quiet, but it quickly became too much to handle. His mind was clouded by desire; he was talking while thrusting

into her at the same time, keeping one of his hands on her breast and the other on her mouth to stifle her moans.

"The moment the snowstorm stops, send Firetroopers to clear everything," he rasped to the soldier talking to him.

At first, he thought taking the call was a good idea to arouse them even more, but didn't expect it to work so well. He was close, he had to finish - both the call and inside her.

"Yes, sir."

"And I want regular reports on the situation," he added, making her think he loved torture.

The call ended and he took back his hand, letting her talk.

"I can't believe," she breathed heavily, "you've just done this."

"Don't question my orders, Lieutenant. I'm... About to..." His voice raised suddenly as he wasn't able to hold back anymore. Instead of words, a loud grunt escaped his lips as he came, but didn't stop moving. He wanted her to feel the unbelievable amounts of pleasure he was experiencing, too.

It took a few more thrusts for her to reach her peak as well, with the loudest scream so far. An intense orgasm rocked through her body, probably the most intense one she had ever experienced. She didn't know whether it was thanks to the position, the handcuffs, the call, the words she heard... But she knew that she had never thought it was even possible to feel this good.

Hux pulled out of her, and his cum began dripping onto the polished floor, but he didn't care. He unlocked the handcuffs and Y/N fell onto her knees, exhausted but satisfied.

She was panting, trying to process everything what had just happened. Hux was also trying to calm down his breathing, but seeing her on the floor made him a bit worried.

"Are you alright?" he asked sincerely, having walked a little to face her.

"Alright?" She looked up at him in disbelief. "I won't be able to walk. I can't feel my legs."

He smiled triumphantly, then walked to open her wardrobe and took her bathrobe out of it, along with some tissues.

"Come here." He cleaned her up a little, then helped her get into the bathrobe since she was still shivering. And then, instead of helping her with standing up, he took her in his arms to carry her to his bed.

"You liked it?" he asked, untying her hair as she settled herself.

"The sex or the carrying?" she asked, watching him walk away to get a bathrobe for himself. "I liked both."

"Great... Because I do have more gifts for you in store."

"I can't wait," she said with a smile, watching him take on the bathrobe. "Although you're insane for taking the call, Armitage."

"Look me in the eye and tell me it didn't make you more excited. Besides, as the general, I cannot just ignore calls..."

"Of course." She rolled her eyes, knowing very well he could do pretty much anything he wanted.

He didn't speak and just gazed at her lovingly, already planning to use his power to spend more time with the girl he cared so much for.

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