#general hux x female reader

[mylifeisactuallyamess]

Drapetomania

Armitage Hux x F!Reader

Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7

A/N: I am flying by the seat of my pants here. Posting schedule is a nope. Sorry folks. Thanks to @acrossthesestars for putting up with me.

Warnings: Feelings *insert Crowley gif*, otherwise not much. Whole fic is 🔞 minors DNI.

Word Count: 2993

Tagging: @lemongingerart @strangunddurm @princessxkenobi (if you would like to be added/removed let me know)

You hadn’t managed much sleep, still expecting the door to fly open and him to barge in. You were apprehensive leaving your room but it was early and no one was around as you headed down for breakfast. You ordered some tarine tea, letting the leaves brew, watching their essence bleed and colour the hot water.

His footsteps were so quiet you barely heard him, but a presence bloomed across your senses and you tensed. Armitage dropped his gloves onto the table and wordlessly slipped into the booth opposite you. Your pulse was thready at the scent of him, his hair still slightly damp from his shower, and you watched him drag a hand through the thick fiery locks. He didn’t look annoyed, in fact his expression was passive as he swept his eyes over the edge of the balcony and down to the atrium that was beginning to fill up. Multiple languages filtered up to where you were sitting, offering a comforting background noise to your silence.

Shifting slightly, you crossed your arms and spread your legs under the table, your gaze never leaving his face. Eventually his sea green eyes drifted to you and a tiny smirk began to grow at the corner of his lips. He cocked an eyebrow and sighed a little, his hand moving to tug on his trousers as he made himself comfortable.

“You’re mad at me.”

“What gave you that impression?” You asked tilting your head to the side.

“You could look happier to see me,” he eased himself forward to lean on the table, his leather coat creaking with the motion. “You forget, I know all your expressions.”

“Hmm,” you leaned forward to match his position. Your hand reached to toy with the clear pot between you both, steam rose as you lifted the lid and the bitter yet fresh aroma of the tea curled into the air. “I got your favourite.”

“Yes, I can see that.” You went to grab the spoon and put the lid down but he grabbed your wrist. “What are you doing?” You levelled your gaze at him, refusing to acknowledge the way your pulse was pounding under his fingers as he tightened his grip. Feeling his bare skin against yours sent goosebumps up your arm and you had to control your breathing.

“I was going to stir it,” you told him, pleased to hear your voice was steady.

“I think I now know why you disliked it all those years ago.” He pulled away, his fingertips just trailing along the top of your hand, and you lifted a finger to keep the contact as long as possible, a motion he registered with the quick flicker of his gaze. “You don’t stir it, watch.” You watched the liquid flow from the clear pot, the leaves and berries remaining at the bottom, the darker colour of the drink filtering slowly with the hot water into the cup. He poured two cups, sliding one across to you which you picked up.

“To long awaited reunions,” you said quietly and Hux tipped his head slightly at your words before you both took a drink. The sweetness of the fruit tickled the edges of your tongue, while the bitterness of the leaves prickled the middle, both chased up with the freshness of mint, bringing your entire mouth alive. Rolling your lips against your teeth you rubbed your tongue against the roof of your mouth in an attempt to savour the unique flavour, nodding a little. Yes, this was much better than what you remembered.

“I hate it when you’re right.” The smile that he gave you made your whole heart skip a beat. He leaned back in his seat, draping his arm across the back off the booth and looked down at the atrium.

“We should be coming up to our first stop.”

“I haven’t actually looked at the destination list,” you admitted.

“First we visit an old space station, a garden in the middle of nowhere.”

“A garden?”

Armitage sipped his tea, still watching the movement of bodies below. “Apparently it used to be an Amaxine space station, abandoned until someone found it and decided to make money on it.” He finished his cup and stood up. “Come on, I hate crowds.” He grabbed his gloves and held out a hand, which you took. His skin was different, more callused than you remembered, but still as comforting and warm. Blood rushed to your head, making you giddy as he tugged you through the now heaving cantina.

“Where are we going?”

“We’re going to beat the rush.” He was leading you down empty corridors until you happened upon an airlock. You pulled him to a stop at the viewport, your eyes widening as you took in the immensity of the space station outside.

It was the size of a small planet, covered in a shield to protect it from the vacuum of space. You could see the wealth of growth within the sphere, all manner of greens and blues blending together to create something you could stare at all day. Large rings were suspended around the garden and you could see the intricate lattice of walkways that all led into it.

“Why is no one else here?” You asked curiously.

“They’re going to get everyone else to use shuttles to dock at the other airlocks. This one is for emergencies,” he told you absently, gazing down at the space station as it looked closer.

“We’re an emergency, are we?”

“Rather, preferential access.” You studied his side profile, admiring the stroke of his nose. His stubble was more pronounced today and you found yourself following the line of it across his jawline and cheek. He noticed you staring, turning to gaze down as you unconsciously drew closer to him.

“You upgraded my room.”

“I couldn’t have my girl dwelling with the ruffians,” he murmured and you turned away, hoping to disguise the fact his words had created a heat to creep under your skin. He used to call you that all the time, and it felt like the most natural thing in the world, until the guilt washed over you.

The prospect of telling Hux about Poe had been gnawing at you, something you’d been able to ignore in the rush of excitement. But now, you could feel the desire to fall into this man’s arms growing and along with that came the culpability.

“We’ve nearly connected,” you observed. Sure enough, the massive ship settled perfectly into place, the air locks magnetizing together, creating an airtight seal. Armitage moved, swiping his band along the scanner only for the light to turn green and the airlock to open. You followed the swish of his coat as he led you down the walkway. Your hand trailed against the clear panels, feeling the biting chill of space, and for a second you nearly lost your mind over the realization that only this thick transparisteel was keeping you from being sucked into the deep black. Stars twinkled innocently, ever watching jewels in the incomprehensible cosmos, and yet again you were reminded how small and insignificant you were in the huge emptiness that constantly surrounded you.

“Are you ready?” He asked and you nodded.

You were the first ones in. The first shuttle had only just left the flight deck of the Halcyon. Entering the space station, the first thing you noticed was the humidity. Moisture beaded on your skin like it had missed human contact. The heat was oppressive and weighty, burning the inside of your lungs until your body adjusted. You could hear fauna, strange cries echoed from the towering foliage. Plants of all shapes and sizes littered the area around you, tall trees that had your head tilting right back, to small bushes with pretty, delicate flowers that you had to step over. You could hear the burble of running water, the soft trickle as it coursed almost unseen through the green. It was like you were in an oasis with Hux and the two of you were the only humans in existence. Your sense of awe had you touching everything you could reach, weaving between the plants to see the different flowers and their vibrant colours. Some you knew the names of, others you had never seen before as you studied the patterns on the leaves.

Reaching out, you trailed a hand over a wide flat leaf that rested at waist height. Armitage walked a little way ahead of you, looking back over his shoulder to watch you every now and again, a strange expression on his face before he turned away. He paused to tease a moss covered stone with his boot. Catching him up easily, you slipped a hand into his, elation coursing through you as he gripped you tightly back.

“What’s wrong?” You asked quietly.

He huffed a small breath through his nose, the corner of his mouth lifting slightly and you wondered if he was going to ignore your question.

“Memories.”

You both slipped into quiet contemplation. Your strides matched perfectly as you walked, your hands connecting you for the second time in years. You spiraled between happiness that he was here and alive, countered by the twisting sadness for what you had left behind. Had you fully left Poe behind? The idea of acknowledging that had you sucking a heated breath down, but you were pulled from it when Hux stopped. He seemed to be warring with himself, his hand twitched in your grasp as he stared down the path.

“Armitage?” Focus returned to his gaze and he looked at you. The intensity had a shiver trickle down your spine, like someone had run an icy finger along the groove. He stepped closer, his chest just touching yours and you heaved in another nervous breath. You recognised that look, the need in his eyes as he slipped a hand up the column of your neck, splaying his fingers along the side of your face. Your heart tripped over itself, the air suddenly cloying and thick as he tugged you even closer. Your body obeyed, your mind going blank at the idea of feeling his lips against yours after all this time. His face dipped closer, your eyes fluttering in anticipation when your lips moved of their own accord.

“I’m married.”

His reaction was instant, a slight squeeze to your throat as he pulled back. Shock marred his features and for a moment you were both frozen in an odd sort of limbo. You licked the corner of your mouth, stunned that you’d even said it outloud, right now of all times. He released you with a soft shove, his face once again a blank mask.

“I didn’t mean to blurt it out.”

“Who managed to persuade you to marry?” He couldn’t keep the bitterness out of his voice and it fractured your heart.

“I mean,” you started with a shrug, “Does it matter?”

He scoffed and walked a few paces away, running a hand through his hair.

“He kept that hidden,” you heard him mutter.

“I’m sorry…”

“I remember you telling me marriage was something you’d never consider.” He half turned to look back at you. “So I never asked.”

“Armitage!” But he disappeared through the flora, his footsteps fading away and leaving you amongst the beauty of nature - not that you saw any of it now. “Fucking stars,” you seethed quietly.

You didn’t see him again, filtering back to the cruiser with the majority, barely taking in your surroundings as you let the crowd sweep you along.

Your boots felt heavy as you trudged back to your room, the door closing behind you. You didn’t get far, falling into a chair at the table and picking up your old data pad. The screen came to life at your touch, so many messages to scroll through- all from Poe. You didn’t read them. Your unfocused gaze slid over the blur, but a new message popped up and you straightened in your seat. Clicking it you waited for the programme to decode the message only for a single phrase to leap out at you.

Your husband knows where you are.

A knock on your door had the pad falling from your hands to slam into the table and you stared at the moveable panel over your shoulder in horror. The idea that Poe could be on the other side made you want to flee, but you were trapped here, nowhere to go or hide without escaping through that door. The knock came again, more insistent this time and you pulled the blaster from your holster. Setting it to stun, you approached the door, holding the blaster at your side in case you needed to draw it quickly.

You let out a sigh of relief when you recognised the shock of ginger hair, grabbing his collar and hauling him into your room before he could even open his mouth. You eyed the corridor quickly not seeing anything unusual, you lowered the blaster and let the door close.

“What is the meaning of this?” He demanded, straightening his coat and tunic with jerky movements.

“They’re coming.” You holstered the blaster and strode towards the table, putting the datapad back in your bag and threading an arm through the strap.

“Who?”

Approaching him you saw the way he stiffened at your closeness. Your comment from earlier hung between you like a cobweb, fragile and connective. But noticeable.

“Can we go to your room? I feel like a caged tooka in here.”

“Will you tell me what’s going on?”

“Only if you get me the fuck out of this room, Armitage!”

He sighed, gesturing to the door. You opened it and he peered out. Motioning it was clear, you both walked quickly, your hand hovering over the butt of your blaster. He led you to the other side of your level, scanned his band and stepped aside to let you slip past him into the room. You weren’t sure what you were expecting, but it was the same layout as yours, same colouring, same items, same one bed.

You knew he was watching as you slipped the datapad from your bag. A new message from Poe was there waiting to be read, but you couldn’t bring yourself to click it. Your insides felt like they were dithering; anxiety wasn’t something you felt very often and honestly you already hated it. Being unsure got you killed.

Breathing deeply, you concentrated on your hands. The trembling eased along with the shivering of your body. If the threat of Poe finding and taking you home created this reaction you dreaded to think what would happen if he actually found you. Armitage sat at the table, his long legs stretched out, and he pointedly stared at the chair you were hunched over.

“Where shall I start?” You muttered, ungracefully flopping into the chair with a sigh.

“Start with who is coming after you.”

“My husband,” you whispered with a wince, leaning your head heavily in your hand. You could feel the pause, the tang of disappointment and resentment at those words radiated from Hux.

“Who is he?” He asked with a sneer. You glanced up at him, his eyes were trained on his gloves as he fiddled with the leather in his grasp.

“Armitage…,” His fingers stilled to curl aggressively and crush the leather. His lips were set into a firm line and you sat up. “Fine.” He jerked slightly at the force of your tone, your mind already racing with what you could tell him. “But if I tell you things I expect the same in return.” His face bunched with irritation and he tossed the gloves with a slap onto the table, crossing his arms. “Well?”

“All right!” He snapped. “I will answer your questions to the best of my ability.” Taking an unsteady breath you started.

“When you left Arkanis, we left shortly after. We travelled with smugglers for a time, which led to my father dealing with some unsavoury people who he couldn’t pay.” Shifting uncomfortably you recalled the hideousness of the Ring of Kafrene. “So they demanded me as payment.” You heard the soft inhale as he processed what you’d just said. “They worked for the Black Sun. They soon found out I wouldn’t take anything lying down,” you swallowed at the irony of your words. Memories you’d been repressing were trying to burst forth, but you kept the lid on that box tightly closed. “Anyway, I was useful. I worked for them. I paid off my parents' debts but then I decided to stay.”

“What, why?” You shrugged, your hands gripping the edge of your data pad.

“They offered paying work and soon they became all I knew.” Your voice was devoid of emotion, as though you recalled the hollowed out husk they moulded you into.

“Doing what?”

“I was an enforcer,” you whispered. Your gaze blurring as he cursed. Tipping back in his chair he rubbed both hands over his face.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Where the fuck were you?” The screech was loud and neither of you were prepared for it, your words scorching the air around the pair of you. “I searched and searched. I looked for you in everyone I saw. I was losing myself, ripping pieces of my soul away with each job until…until he found me.” Your eyes darted over the screen of the pad, the message notification still glaringly obvious on the screen. “He made me see what I was doing and how it was ruining me - and he gave me an alternative.”

“So go back to him.” You looked up to see Armitage staring at you, his expression twisted into something you didn’t recognise. Was it disgust? At you?

“I—,” why didn’t you? Your thumb brushed over the notification and you watched with wide eyes as the message popped up.

I’m coming to get you.

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[ilovehugslikealotalot]

The Knight In Shining Chromium (Series)

WARNING: MINORS DNI, mentions of alcohol consumption, threats, mean!phasma, betrayl, slight angst, flufff?, use of ocs, Phasma being tall yk :)

part two

┌───── •✧✧• ─────┐ The Presence of The Captain

└───── •✧✧• ─────┘

sum: after Hux has taken over y/n’s kingdom it’s up to her to try and save her people from the first order and evade a certain shiny armored Captain

(Not proofread)

Y/n rested in her chambers, sitting and reading in her spot on the window seat. A soft pillow sat in her lap whilst she flipped through the page with her nimble fingers. She was relieved to finally have a moment to herself and not be constantly bombarded with the First Order. If only she had trusted her gut and banished her royal advisor, Iris Firestar, then this situation would’ve never happened.

The Kingdom of Kalisto wasn’t in shambles, unlike other planets the First Order had taken over.

The recent invasion of their home was very much traumatizing, they lost many warriors that tragic day. The war was merciless, though, some were spared. Y/n couldn’t forget the moment they had breached the walls of the great Palace and captured y/n and her remaining family, which was her two sisters.

One older sister, Lanovah, and youngest sister, Danica. Their parents had died a few years ago and everything was well, that was until Iris had got a little power hungry.

Hux had locked y/n in her chambers with no way out, except for a window that dropped at least a couple hundred feet. So, unless she wanted to die a painful death, she couldn’t get out.

Knock. Knock.

“What is it now, Hux?” The Princess huffed, shutting her book with a slam, the door opened revealing the corrupt advisor.

“Oh. You.” She seethed, crossing her arms, not moving an inch, yet Iris moved quick grabbing the girl’s arm and yanking her up, not even saying a word. Her face was expressionless as she dragged her across the Palace, the Young Princess screamed and shouted behind her doing her best to resist her grasp. Throwing the throne rooms’ doors open she pushed her inside, shutting them promptly behind her, “You sick monsters, what do you want from me now? Money?” Troops marched into the throne room with an organized fashion, another one that looked like a trooper walked in behind them. The figure commanded respect, never faltering in their confident movements. She instructed for the troops to disperse around the room, her voice was feminine, they all replied with a ‘Yes, Captain Phasma.’

Hmm. Y/n knew of that name, she could faintly remember her people gossiping about a highly decorated Captain from the first order

“I’m saddened, you think so lowly of me, Princess Y/n” Armitage smirked, his hands secured behind his back, he took a step forward, explaining the situation to the princess, no one in the royal family would be left alone without a trooper with them at all times.

In this case for y/n, Captain.

“I’ve assigned you, Captain Phasma, one of our finest” He stepped aside to let the chrome armored woman stand next him, her aura never fading, it seemed that Hux was being rushed and hastily sent them off to do what ever it is the Princess needed to do.

————

“So, what do you like to do?” Y/n asked, looking up at the tall Captain her armor was perfectly polished, so much so that she could see herself in the reflection. She’d tried to get to know the First Order Captain but it had been a few hours and she hadn’t said a peep. Anytime she’d need to go somewhere Phasma was always a few feet or…inches away.

She didn’t sign up for this! No, this couldn’t be happening her privacy was always something she valued. Now, it was ruined all due to that Armitage and this walking disco ball. She’d abandoned any form of manners, she prayed to the maker that she’d have the strength not to just smack the Captain in the head. Though, she was sure she’d be overpowered.

She opened her window revealing the glorious City surrounding the Palace walls. Her eyes stung with many emotions, she looked out at the city she failed to protect, she had failed her parents, her people, her oath.

She could feel the other woman’s presence in the room standing firm like a statue. She wondered what was under that perfectly polished exterior. Maybe what lay beneath doesn’t resemble the outside.

The princess huffed, throwing the book she was reading before onto a pile of them on the floor. She sniffled as tears began to resurface, Phasma turned her head toward the young woman, her face shielded her from revealing any sort of emotion not that she was going to show them any way. Her just smirked knowing that the princess realized that there was no way out of this. Surely, now that the First Order has the upper hand, this Kingdom will be a base of some sort, who knows what obstacles and difficulties the people of Kalisto will endure. Maybe, the First Order will receive a protest of some sort.

Only time would tell on how this disaster would end up.

———

Pretty short but proud of what I got together in a short amount of time!

#captain phasma #captain phasma x reader #open requests #i love her #star wars #general hux #x female reader #y/n #gwendoline christie

[generalkenobee]

Hi! May I please request Kylo x female reader? Soft/bottom!Kylo and the kind of things he gets up to if you know what I mean 👀

I love your writing, it’s so good!

Smutt

Headcannons!!

•he's loud, like super loud when he's cumming

•when he finishes it's like a faucet, he can't stop once he starts

•Kylo is a bit of a munch like be for real- he literally just wants to make you feel good

•likes when you ride his face

•he LOVES to feel you pulsing around his fingers, cock, on his face, he even loves to watch. Just the way it looks when you're pulsing, it's like you're begging for him

• Kylo likes to be milked. Sometimes you'll jerk him off just to watch him desperately cum on your hand

•"please Benny, I just want your cum"

• "augh it feels so good I-I ahh!-"

•when he's feeling good he's just so whiny for you, squealing and biting his lip while his eyes roll to the back of his head

•mommy kink(?)

•when you're riding him, you're fucking him. When Kylo asks to be fucked he isn't talking about anal. He wants you to ride him till he's crying

•"please fuck me, you feel so good-"

•"baby please let me stay inside a while, you're so warm"

•"oh maker it's like your body is inviting me inside-"

•he wants to be humiliated

•kylo has this fantasy where he's crying while you suck him off but he's not aloud to touch you and Hux walks in and sees so now the general can't ever look at him the same because of what he saw

•he'll stay in between your legs for hours

•loves when you moan for him

#star wars #star wars x reader #star wars x you #star wars smut #star wars x y/n #x reader #kylo ren #kylo ren smut #kylo fanfic #kylo ren x reader #kylo ren angst #kylo ren x reader x hux #x reader smut #requested #return of the jedi #request #reqs open #adam driver #adam driver smut

[the-tales-of-ren]

Asking you out on a date

Pairing: Kylo Ren x reader

Warnings: None

Requested: @obessionprofessional

Request:

Hi! Since you’re taking requests, would you be okay to write a fic about Kylo asking a female reader on a date? It could be the other way around, too! I hope you have a quick recovery!

Note: I made this into HC list, I hope that’s okay!

***

• Kylo Ren may act cold and distant towards you more so than everyone else, but that’s because he doesn’t know how to expression feelings without risking ruining his reputation around the First Order

• Therefore, that fails him to think of any ways to properly ask you out without possibly putting your life at risk of Snoke

• Being cold and distant was just his way of protecting you in the beginning

• But that all changes when Kylo becomes supreme leader of the First Order

• It wasn’t until after defeating Snoke and Rey escaping back to the Resistance did Kylo how much more freedom he gained taking place as the new supreme leader, he was free to do as he wished

• The very first thing Kylo did in his new position was finding you and explaining to you that he was now the supreme leader and the explanation was followed by him asking you out on a date

• At first, you thought it was a joke. Not of him defeating Snoke but the part where he was asking you on a date, but than you saw the glimpse of sincerity in his eyes.

• Of course you had accepted. In your heart, you would have accepted even if he wasn’t the supreme leader, you still would have agreed

• Though Kylo was cold and distant towards you in the beginning, that didn’t stop you from falling for the masked man. You understand that he had to have a reason for why he was the way he was towards you and you were quite right about that

• After how well things went on the first date, Kylo had made a promise to you and himself that he would never again treat you as if you were simply nothing

• Not much was done on the first date, it was mostly just the two of you hanging out and getting to know each other better while finding things in common

• You were from the planet Earth and shared many funny childhood stories of your life there. The one he got a crack out of was the story of a raccoon you and your friend supposedly thought was dead after seeing a fly crawling around its eye as it got up and the two of you as you were walking home from school together

• That story had given Kylo a laugh he hadn’t had in a good long while, it was a laugh he needed and he couldn’t be any more pleased than to receive it from you, the one he loves

• Ever since the first date, you both became inseparable and even with Snoke now gone, Kylo was always careful about exposing your relationship

• Neither of you could afford the Resistance finding out and using it against you

• Kylo gets a little too overprotective

• If you think you can have a casual conversation with General Hux, you are sadly mistaken

• Even if he is your friend, Kylo doesn’t trust him and doesn’t like him around you

• The only other person he really trusts to be around you in the order is captain Phasma

• Kylo is just thinking of your safety and wants to keep you protected at all times because he loves you so much

• Losing you would be a nightmare come true

• Losing you would be very much like his own death sentence

• He can’t lose you

• He won’t

~~~

#kylo ren #kylo ren imagines #kylo x reader #kylo x you #kylo x y/n #kylo fanfic #kylo ren imagine #kylo ren x reader #kylo ren fanfiction #request #requested #requests

[scribble-dribble-writes]

please make a masterlist I’m begging 🙏

Haha this is my first attempt at making a masterlist, so hope this helps!

I've attached the link to my A03 because everything is consolidated there.

Masterlist

Everything I write is fluff, angst or sensual romance. No smut.

Obiwan

Everything Obiwan - a collection on all the one shots I've written for him.

Conquered (on Hiatus) - a fantasy au with Obiwan as a Knight, Darth Maul as a warlord and the reader a Queen of a kingdom while being the last of her kind as a magical entity.

It's more Darth Maul x Reader but it wasn't getting any traction, so still debating if I should continue it or not.

Namor

Loveless (Completed) - a Namor x Shuri fic that picks off from where Wakanda Forever finishes. It also includes Attuma x Okoye and Everett Ross x Namora

The merman, the soldier and me - A one shot where reader is convinced she's in love with the winter soldier but that is only until she meets namor

Midnight Tides - just a late night cuddle by the beach wit Namor

Delirious - Namor x reader one shot request

Miguel O'hara

Miguel O'hara brain rot - A collection of one shots and requests I written for him so far.

General Hux

To save a mockingbird (on hiatus) - I began writing this story for Hux as a way to fix the sequels but then lost interest somewhere in the middle. I want to get back to it but haven't found time to finish it 😔

Ryan Ken

Plastic Hearts (completed) - a continuation for Ryan's Ken from where the movie leaves him. It's about chasing after dreams and becoming a self made person. Really had a lot of fun writing this one!

Buggy

The Sea Circus Captain (On going) - A buggy x mermaid female reader fic. You and him have a shared past but when you are taken away to be revealed as a lost mermaid princess to an island you never knew about, everything changes. Uses themes of second chance romance, longing, soulmates.

#masterlist #all the stories I've written so far #fics #my fics #fic rec

[the-fiction-witch]

Rebel

Media Star Wars The Force Awakens

Character Petty Officer Thanisson

Couple Thanisson X Reader (Rebel)

Rating SMUT AF!

Concept Forced recruitment

Smut prison guard x prisoner / semi nonconsentual / grinding/ humping / nudity/ clothes ripping/ 'good boy' / 'cutie' / cockwarming/ breast play / raw sex / suggestive speech / edging / reverse cowgirl /

I sighed as I stood on the finalizer's shiny floors outside the prison cell, this is not my job! why am I doing it! I am a goddam petty officer why am I on bloody guard duty! probably because that last attack took out half the stormtroopers and this prisoner had a reputation or so I had heard we had lost many guards because of escape attempts so at this point they just throwing anyone to guard the door regardless of rank just because we don't have anyone else. It was just me standing in the dark boring corridor given the officer who was meant to be helping me got shot yesterday by a malfunctioning blaster. 

I saw a trooper approach and it was about prisoner dinner time and he even had the tray in hand I was going to let him in but he stopped and offered me the tray, Oh hell no! This is not my job! 

"No"

"That's an order," he says 

"I'm a petty officer I don't get my orders from you"

"Higher up says so now take it"

"No. it's not my job to deliver food."

"Look man, do whatever but I'm not going in there with her again"

"Why not?"

"She nearly cut my fucking dick off man."

"Ohh so my dick is expendable"

"Not like you use it thanisson" He says "I'm not going in there with her so you figure it out" he says handing me the food tray and heading off back down the corridor 

"dick" I sighed I opened the door scanning my hand and headed inside the door shut behind me and I scanned my hand again to open the second door revealing the small black prison cell with a red bed and chair. The prisoner was some rebel girl I don't know who she was, but she lay on the bed facing away from me in the usual prisoner red jumpsuit but this one was uhhh... I think a little too small for her because whoa, I could see her every curve and fuck that ass looked good. But I shook my head out of it, focus! unless you want you're dick nearly cut off. I headed inside the room and set the food tray on the table beside the small chair "Dinner Prisoner" I said but no response "I said dinner" Still nothing so I moved a little closer "Hello?" I asked at this point almost leaning over her bed 

"Ummmm" she moans turning over a little to lay on her back with her knee up, her long braid sprawled on the pillow her chest almost popping out the jumpsuit's zip 

"Uh" I tried to speak but nothing arrived "Dinner" I said again which caused her eyes to flick open and she tried to kick me in the gut but luckily I moved back just in time, she tried to bolt but luckily I grabbed her wrist and forced her against the wall with all my strength pinning her there, holding her wrists above her head

"Ughh! Let me go!"

"You think I'm stupid! after what you just did to me"

"I didn't mean to"

"Didn't mean to? you think I'm dumb don't you!"

"I didn't know it was you, I thought it was that fucking bastard General back again"

"General Hux?"

"yeah that ginger dick"

"Well, why would you be trying to escape if it was him?"

"I wasn't trying to escape you dumb ass, I was trying to get him away from me. the bastard keeps coming in here and putting his hands where they don't belong"

"Ahh... I see" I nodded I didn't want to say anything to her but yeah General Hux did have a habit of getting 'handsy' with the female prisoners I wouldn't be surprised if he picked out that jumpsuit for her on purpose for exactly that reason "So you won't try and bolt if I let you go?"

"no"

"You swear?"

"I swear"

"Alright" I nodded letting her go "Dinner"

"Thanks" she sighed heading over and starting to pick at it 

"You don't... seem all that dangerous."

"Thanks," she says 

"I mean, having heard you've gone through so many guards kinda thought you'd be a lot scarier"

"I wouldn't have hurt any of the guards they kept their hands to themselves"

"That's fair" I nodded "What about the stormtrooper he said you nearly cut his dick off?"

"What was he doing with his dick out around me?"

"Fair enough" I nodded "So you're not dangerous?"

"I doubt it, not even meant to be locked up in here I'm innocent"

"That's what they all say"

"I'm not a rebel. I'm a cargo haulier,"

"You were caught with a whole ship of rebel tech"

"Yeah, Hauling it. I didn't know what was in the boxes, I didn't ask, they didn't tell me. picked it up from some guy in Mere's port and paid me to take it to New Loslin."

"You didn't question it?"

"Why would I? People ship a lot of weird shit." 

"why haven't you just explained that?"

"You think you're bosses give a shit what I have to say? Especially when they all seemed to be like Lismen's in heat around here" She explained 

I did feel bad, this wouldn't be the first time stuff like this happens normal people have a habit of ending up in the first-order crossfire. Soon enough she finished eating and handed back the tray to me 

"Thanks,"

"No problem,"

"Hey, you gonna be on guard all night?" she asks going to sit on her bed 

"Yeah, rest of the night"

"Well, if you get bored out there and fancy a conversation, Just a conversation mind you. not like I'm going anywhere" she says 

"I'll think about it, uhh?"

"Y/n"

"Thanisson" I smiled before I scanned the door it opened up and I stepped in she didn't try to come at the door she even gave me a little wave as the door closed, once it was locked I scanned my hand again and headed out letting it close up behind me I sent the tray back to the kitchens and returned to just standing guard.

 I stood for a couple of hours before I was beyond bored out of my mind so I scanned my hand and headed inside when the second door opened she seemed surprised to see me 

"Ohh Hello there" she smiled

"Hi, I'm not disturbing am I?"

"Uhhh no I'm not busy she joked"

"You don't mind? it's insanely boring out there"

"Sure, just to warn you it's equally boring in here," she says 

"At least it's someone to talk to" I shrug going and sitting on the chair we chatted about little things for a while and honestly it was nice she laid on her bed dangling her head off the end I did my best not to look too much as the small zip was pretty much the only thing allowing her tits to defy gravity 

"You know, you're kinda cute for a first-order boy"

"I-I am?"

"Ummm" she nods 

"Uhh thanks, you're pretty cute too"

"Yeah the jumpsuit helps I think"

"I mean I wasn't gonna say it but-"

"But yeah?"

"But yeah... Sorry, kinda been away a long time"

"it's fine, I'm sure you miss your pretty girl back home"

"Ohh I don't have one, The first order doesn't like us having people waiting on us it's kinda shit but what can you do" 

"You can leave?"

"It's not that easy" 

"I don't know seems it" she shrugs "Don't agree with it just leave what are they gonna do?"

"Hunt me down and torture me" 

"Cunts" she sighed "So? how long have you been stuck on here?"

"Six years"

"Awww you poor thing, and no... pretty ladies in that time?" she asked sitting up on her bed 

"No, first-order regulations."

"Awwww no wonder you guys have been going crazy" she says getting up and resting her hands on her hips "You know, I wouldn't mind helping you out" she smiled coming over

"wha- what!"

"I wouldn't mind, you're cute" she smiled running her finger suggestively down my pants 

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh" was all that arrived at my mouth which made him giggle before she climbed onto my lap wrapping her legs around the chair sitting perfectly over my belt pressing her chest to mine and giving her tight jumpsuit and my cheap uniform... there wasn't much between us 

"Wouldn't that be nice Thanisson?" she cooed fixing my hair for me 

"uhhh yeah that uhh that would be nice" I blushed 

This is definitely not my job but I am not telling her no! 

she chuckled "You're so sweet" she cooes wrapping my arms around her and letting me sit my hands on her ass grinding herself against me and pushing her tits against me 

"Ughhhhh!" I groaned in shock from the overwhelming pleasure 

"Humm such a little cutie" she giggled kissing my neck 

"Ummm" I groaned relaxing into her sweet kisses 

"And stupid" she smirked 

"wha-" I began but I felt the cold of her knife from dinner against my neck 

"And utterly gullible" 

"Oh shit"

"Yeah, oh shit."

"You are a dangerous rebel girl aren't you?"

"Yeah" she nods 

"Oh damn it"

"Ohh hello Thanisson" she smirked "You guys really are repressed aren't you?"

"You sat on my lap! kissed my neck and called me cutie what did you expect!" 

"To not be impaled in five seconds" she laughs "Now be a good boy and unlock the door"

I knew I didn't have a choice so she forced us to stand and stood at my side knife to my neck I scanned the door it opened and we moved inside 

"what are you going to do to me?" I asked as it locked 

"Nothing providing you keep quiet" she warns 

I unlocked the next door and we headed out down the corridor she kept the knife close to my skin 

"docking bay 4. Lead the way Cutie" she smiled 

"Your ship won't be there, they'll have it down in impound by now"

"Fine, then take me to the nearest place I can get a ship" 

"Fine. But I don't know how you think you're gonna get away with this"

"Simple. anyone asks I'm a prisoner you're transporting me"

"That's not my job! I'm a petty officer. You'd at least have a trooper with you"

"Yeah well, short staff."

"No thanks to you"

"Now go" she demanded 

I did as she asked and lead her through the finalizer doing my best to avoid places I knew people corrugated and given how short-staffed we were got all the way to departure bay 2 without even coming across anyone, I hoped someone would see the cameras but she was damn smart as even I know its camera guard change over we'd be lucky to even be noticed 

"You lair" she whispered as she brought me over to a very small ship

"what is this thing?"

"This is the blackbird. My ship"

"You're ship! you said you were a hauler" I said this ship was smaller than even the tie fighters, all-black with a small but powerful landing gear I had seen similar like this used by rebels spy ships designed to sneak in under scans due to their small size and powerful shields and attach on to large ships like barnacles 

"Yeah I lied" she smirked "Now get in"

"I'm not going with you!"

"Yeah well, I don't trust you won't squeal cutie." she smirked "Relax I'll drop you off the first rock I find" she said forcing me inside the ship with her it was tiny some small equipment and one leather seat by the controls she shut the door but kept the knife on me "Now... how are we gonna do this?" she said more to herself she loosened the straps on the seat and forced me to sit there before then sitting on my lap herself this time her back against my chest before I could fight she had locked the straps around us "This is gonna bet bumpy, just shut the hell up and let me drive" she says starting the ship up it was almost silent putting her helmet on in order to actually fly it as there was no flight controls on the window meaning her visor of her helmet had to have them by now we had attached some attention but she tiny ship shot off like a bullet before anyone could do much of anything 

"You can't just expect me to sit here and let you kidnap me!" 

"Why not you seemed to be enjoying it" she laughs 

"I'll send a distress signal!" I said trying to touch the controls but she pushed me back mostly using her hips 

"Don't. touch. My. ship." she warns 

"Make me" I told her trying to undo the straps, press buttons, do anything I could to cause her as many problems as possible until she grabbed my hands 

"STOP!" she demanded "I think I've been really nice to you so far I could have cut you're throat when I got to my ship, I could have cut off your hand in my cell, I'm letting you live and when I get back to base you can fuck off wherever you want. but if you keep doing this I will not hesitate to kick you out the fucking airlock thanisson" 

"I don't want go to some stupid rebel base"

"You've been complaining all day about the first order,"

"So!"

"So maybe try the other side for a bit maybe get a taste of freedom once in your life"

"No!" I pouted again trying to argue with her 

"Ughhhh! sit still!" She demanded

"I'll sit still when you turn us around and go back to the finalizer," I told her doing my best to be annoying 

"Ughhhh! Why don't I have anything in here to restain hands" she complained but she grabbed my hands and put them on her tits which I admit did stop me for a moment given she's sat on my lap with my erection between her ass and now my hands fully on her tits with only the jumpsuit between us "There happy now? if I let you keep your hands there will you shut the hell up?"

"I uhh I uhhh" I began trying to argue with her but my brain kinda turned to mush gently squeezing and rubbing a little feeling the weight of them in my hands gently fondling as she flew, ummmm boobs- No come on brain think for god sake! I know you're horny but we're being kidnapped! "No!" I argued moving my hands away "I cannot be distracted so easily!"

"Really because that was a good twenty minutes since you said anything"

"Twenty- oh my god what is wrong with me" 

"You're repressed thanisson. This happens to a lot of first-order boys you've been brainwashed to be soldiers you're whole life the first time you get a flash of skin it breaks your brain, relax rebels don't give a shit where you stick your dick. Go crazy"

"How do I know the rebels won't imprison me when we get to you're base?"

"Ohh they will, if you're being a dick about it. If you come willingly you'll be accepted with open arms especially if you have any intel" 

"So you'll use me"

"if that's how you wanna think about it" she says 

"Turn us around!" I complained kicking and trying to cause problems for her 

"My god you're like a freaking toddler!" 

"Turn us around and I might allow them to keep you alive"

"shut up and I might allow them to keep you alive. Hell I'll kill you if you don't shut the hell up"

"You can't silence me!" 

"Can't I?" she smirked as she set the ship up clearly to work mostly on its own and removed her helmet, she grabbed the fabric of my trousers hard so much so that as she ganked she ripped my uniform "Cheap ass first order?" she says "Whoa... Hi Thanisson" she giggled rubbing herself on my now exposed erection 

"I'm not going to be so easily manipu-" I began but she sat up a little and managed to rip her cheap jumpsuit at the crotch enough to expose her and as she sat back down she let me slip inside her "Oh holy- fuck"

"There, now you going to be a good little passenger thanisson?" she cooed gently moving her hips to ride me 

"Ughhhhhh ughhhh uuhhh" I moaned uncontrollably 

"I take that as a yes" she giggled "Now if you behave for me, I'll let my cutie cock warm me all the way to the base okay?" she cooes moving her hand back to stroke my hair 

"I uhhhh I ughhhh...okay" I nodded 

"Good" she smiled getting her helmet back on and continuing with things, she barely moved but she didn't need to just the feeling of sitting inside her feeling myself throb and feeling her tighten and wetten around me for a very long time so much so even just the little bounces and shifts she did was enough to almost make me cum,  I know I didn't exactly like being kidnapped by a rebel and being taken to a rebel base and all the madness that had happened over the last twenty-four hours but... she was breaking me, I think that was some of her intention not only to keep me quiet but to slowly manipulate me into melting for her which I was really struggling not to do! but so little of me had resistance against her now, maybe this is Stockholm syndrome? Ummm I don't care any girl that'll let me literally cock warm inside her for over two hours can't be all that bad can she? or if she is... I don't care! 

"Y/n?" I cooed nuzzling with her neck

"Yes?"

"could I uhh? please?" I whined moving my hands in front of her chest 

"Will it keep you quiet?"

"Yes. I promise"

"Will you behave?"

"I will I promise"

"Alright then" she says 

I immediately took her tits back in my hands lost in my own world of slow and sensual pleasure having her ass against me, her tits in my hands and being inside her even if I was desperate for more but I milked it as long as I could enjoying us like this for another hour before I spoke up "Y/n?" I asked as sweetly as I could, rubbing my nose on her neck a little 

"Umm yes thanisson?" she laughs 

"I'll be extra good if maybe you bounced a little?"

"Would you now? would you give me some nice first-order secrets if I was to bounce?"

"Maybe"

"Alright" she cooes gently moving on me 

"Ughhhh uuhhhhh!" I moaned trying desperately to thrust up 

"ah ah ah" she warns pushing her ass against me hard "Not too egar cutie"

"Uhhh y/n please, I'll behave I promise, I'll tell you anything you wanna know just - just let me cum"

"Too late" she smirked slipping off her helmet and I noticed we had landed- 

Oh. Guess I wasn't really paying attention she unstrapped us both and grabbed a different jumpsuit from a box behind us quickly changing which honestly almost made me cum just seeing a quick flash of her naked 

"Here" she says throwing me one too 

"Wait- you could have changed at any point on this journey?"

"Complaining?" she asks zipping hers up

"No" I sighed changing myself 

"Now, you can scamper off and find you're way back to the finalizer, or... my little cutie can stay here with me and help out the resistance?" she cooes wrapping her arms around my neck

"If I stay will we-"

"Yes, I'm more than happy to continue our snuggles thanisson if you stay."

"Well... I don't know the first order is my whole life"

"You can stay in my tent" she cooes kissing down my neck 

"for tonight?"

"for forever cutie" she cooes 

"Uhhhh ummmm tempting"

"Humm if you come with me and let us have you're first order intel I'll give you a very special reward when we get back to my tent?" she suggested rubbing her nose on mine 

"Yeah? what kinda reward? because my intel is very valuable I'm sure its a high market value to you rebel-" I began but she moved to her knees and licked my shaft through the jumpsuit while never breaking eye contact with me "uhhh yeah that'll do"

"umm good boy" she cooes grabbing my hand and basically dragging me out with her 

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[theravenclawlover]

🎃Kinktober Day 2🎃

Day Prompt: Daddy & Mommy/Fucking Machine/ Rimming

Word Count: 346

Warnings: +18 (MDI), “C” word usage, female reader, mommy kink, dom/sub content.

Armitage Hux x F!Reader

General Hux had a very well known reputation amongst his inferiors, his equals, and his superiors. And all of them could agree that General Hux was a man that liked to be in charge. There was no denying that. Even the brooding Kylo Ren knew it—not like he cared—but Hux was a man that knew what to do the minute he put on his pristine and reputable uniform: General Hux of the First Order was a man that oozed power.

But behind the heavy steel doors of his quarters that title didn’t hold any importance where you were concerned.

Technically, you were nothing but someone he could boss around when he strutted his precious Commanding Bridge, but the second you two were alone, you were the one he answered to. You were the one who bossed him around, took care of him, the only one to see the ginger man break out from such commanding attitude. Armitage Hux was nothing but your good boy.

“You’re doing so good baby,” you moaned as your hands dug into his usually pristine hair. There was nothing more satisfying that being the reason the harsh General quivered in need.

Hux was indeed being good to you. His eager tongue and mouth had learned just how to please you, he now knew what made you quiver. Instead of being taunted into learning how to be a good boy, he now received praised for his good work.

You pulled his head away from your cunt, making him whimper. You chuckled.

“Like pleasing mommy, don’t you?” you asked with a mocking pout, his eyes eyeing your wet cunt with hunger. He looked up through his pale lashes.

“Yes, I like pleasing you,” he moaned out as your nails softly scraped his scalp. “I like to please you, mommy.”

“Then get back to it,” you said pushing his head back into your cunt.

You could feel him mumbling words against you as his tongue eagerly lapped at you. You chuckled before throwing your head back letting him eat you out until you had your fill. “My good boy.”

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[thedarkcoven]

UPCOMING WORKS

-If you wished to be tagged in any of these please let me know! <3

1) Loki Request- Spicy(Almost complete)

-Loki gets jealous that reader spends too much time with Thor but reader is just talking to Thor to get tips on how to confess to Loki

2) Vamp Kylo Headcannons-Some Spice (havent started)

-How I think Kylo would be as a vamp/Vamp kylo vibes

3)Adam Driver as vamp request- Fluff/Blood mentions and descriptions of blood (havent started) -Will start after Kylo Soul Mate req.

-Reader agrees to help Adam but doesnt read the fine print about him being a vampire so freaks out and he tries to make it easier for reader and make them feel more comfy

4) Clan Techie aka Bill Huxley x Reader (Dredd) [Will have alt ending with angst] (Havent started)

-Reader is Bill’s go to person after getting treated like Ma Ma’s punching bag. Alt Ending: When you step up for Bill Ma Ma puts two and two together and decides to punish Bill a different way -Will start after Kylo and Adam Driver vamp requests

5)Vamp Kylo Fic (on hold for but not for long <3)

-AU where Kylo is a Vampire; modern settings. You become his prey

6) Kylo Ren Soul Mate AU

-y/n has a birthmark that they have been hiding from Kylo because they think he is going to get mad if he sees {forgot to add <3} -Going to be starting tonight

7) Sam Fortner Idea

- Sam kidnaps female therapist and confesses about being a murderer. One night while watching horror movies with her she talks about how to properly kill, dismember a body, etc and Sam looks over at her like “What?”

8) Bond of the Force

-Rayvin x Kylo Ren/ Rayvin x General Hux

9: General Hux Idea

-Y/N proves to Hux that not everyone hates him and wants to show him how much he means to them. Will have angst

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[allzelemonz]

Star Wars Masterlist

Main Masterlist

Amitage Hux

The Prince: Armitage Hux X Male Reader

Prompt: Tropesgiving Day 4: Arranged Marriage Pronouns: He/Him, reader called ‘prince’ and ‘man’ Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: T/Moderate Themes Warnings: Foundation of a queer platonic relationship, marriage for politics, aroace Hux and Reader, asexual bonding, sex/romance repulsion Summary: The First Order needs a strong alliance to beat the Resistance out of your system. Your government agrees, so long as there is a strong tie between the two governments. Armitage Hux receives an order from Supreme Leader Snoke himself.

Commander Cody

The Commanding General: Commander Cody X NSG Reader (1, 2, 3, 4)

(To be reviewed to standard)

Crosshair

Warning Shot: Crosshair X Gender Neutral Reader

(To be reviewed to standard)

Don’t Go (1, 2, 3)

(To be reviewed to standard)

Darth Maul

NSFW Alphabet

Pronouns: None mentioned Physical Sex: Both, see separated breaks for whichever works for you Rating: M/Smut Warnings: Sex, biting, injury/bleeding, oral, cum, mentions of starting a family (breeding kink for Female reader and adoption for Male reader), used underwear kink, rough sex

A Simple Life: Darth Maul X Male Reader

(To be reviewed to standard)

Acolyte Series (Male Reader) Part 1: Under A Master, Parts 2: Fooling The Master

(To be reviewed to standard)

Mitth'raw'nuruodo (Thrawn)

Mitth'raw'nuruodo X Male Reader

(To be reviewed to standard)

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Padawans: Obi-Wan Kenobi X Male Reader

(To be reviewed to standard)

Multi Fics

Armitage Hux X Male Reader X Kylo Ren

(To be reviewed to standard)

Alexsandr Kallus X Male Reader X Mitth'raw'nuruodo

(To be reviewed to standard)

Maul X Gender Neutral Reader X Savage

(To be reviewed to standard)

[ao3feed--kylux]

Immortal

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/hxcM1Et

by urfavstargirl

Based upon the request:

Hi, could you do a kylo ren x reader, the reader is a powerful, beautiful woman, she is a force user with a yellow light saber, she is a queen also she helps the first order, she is secretly in command over snoke because he is afraid of her power. She is also immortal and every one,allies or annemies, respect her they bow and call her queen or your grace. And kylo ren is in love, he is obsesse with her, he could do anything for her but he doesnt show it even though he cant help it. Hux is also in love with the reader but shows it with jokes and give her the help that she needs. Kylo ren and hux are making fun of each other because every time that the reader is beside any of them and talk to them, they are clearly nervous and stutter. So obviously the reader knows about the feelings of the two men but doesnt do anything about it because of the immortal thing.

Words: 3244, Chapters: 2/2, Language: English

Fandoms: Star Wars Sequel Trilogy

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Kylo Ren, Armitage Hux

Relationships: Armitage Hux/Kylo Ren, Kylo Ren/Reader, Kylo Ren/You, Kylo Ren/Original Female Character(s), Kylo Ren & You, Kylo Ren & Reader, Armitage Hux & Kylo Ren, Kylo Ren/Original Character(s), Armitage Hux/Reader, Armitage Hux & Reader, Armitage Hux/Original Female Character(s)

Additional Tags: Angst and Romance, Angst, Immortality, Queen!Reader, Possibly Unrequited Love

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/hxcM1Et

#star wars: the force awakens #star wars: the last jedi #kylux #kylo ren #general hux #fanfic

[starlightsearches]

Hi Star! from the not-so-SFW prompts, maybe 1 +4 please? Thank you so much my friend! 🤩💖

Hey Irma, thanks for the request!

Hux x reader (f)

Requests are open ✨ (but slow-going)

1. I’m gonna fill you up to the brim,” and 4. “don’t talk with your mouth full,” from the top/dom prompt lists

Warnings: Dom! Hux, Sub! reader, vibrator use, oral (m receiving), over-stimulation, name-calling, facial, semi-public play, I don't remember what else so let me know if I missed anything!

The muscles in your fingers ache, hands clenched so hard at your sides you think your bones may splinter. Your toes curl inside your boots, thighs shaking, and you focus on taking deep breaths—quiet as you can—the blood rushing from your head, leaving you dizzy and faint.

You've been on edge for too long. You'll lose your mind if this continues.

Across the bridge, General Hux smirks, giving the remote in his hand a subtle twist. Your lips part of their own accord, the vibrator nestled just inside your slick entrance reaching a new peak before returning to a subtle rumble and slowly growing silent.

You can feel every minute of it—this game you've decided to play—every swallowed moan and stolen chance of pleasure stored in your aching core, begging to be released.

Taking a deep breath, you glance out of the corner of your eye. If the officer beside you notices anything amiss, he doesn't let on, his expression almost bored as he monitors the empty expanses of space for non-existent threats. The vibrator is quiet, at least; you're glad you haven't spilled your little secret with a wanton sigh or trembling hand.

Maybe he'd like that. Maybe the general is waiting for the moment you break—wants everyone to see you crumble under the weight of the pleasure he gives you, wants to watch them watching you, sweat-slicked and possessed, writing in an ecstasy only he can bring. Maybe he wants them all to know that you belong to him.

It's an intriguing idea, and your cunt clenches as the vision plays out, but you know him too well.

He wants you all to himself.

You do your best to school your features as you make your approach, but it's no use. You can't help the way your face goes soft when you look at him—the admiration in your eyes, the soft parting of your lips, memories like sugar on your tongue when you think about every way he's loved you.

His eyes latch on to yours, smug, the vibrator humming with triumph, singing against your skin. You don't break your stride or his gaze.

"General Hux," you begin, your mouth dry and voice shaking, "may I speak to you for a moment in your office? It's a matter of some urgency." He pauses, reading you. Maybe he's impressed you've lasted this long.

Or maybe he's planning on teasing you for a little while longer.

Either way, he nods, gesturing for you to lead the way, following just a little too close behind to be considered appropriate.

If anyone one on the bridge notices, they don't speak until you after you're out of the room.

The door to his office closes behind you, and you let it support your weight, your muscles too sore to hold you upright any longer.

He pretends as not to notice, adjusting his gloves before turning to face you. "What did you want to speak with me about, lieutenant?"

“Please," you swallow past the lump in your throat, "I need to cum. I need it."

His shoulders drop, lips pressed together with a pitying smile, his eyes tracing your features with a scalpel's precision. “I don’t think you’ve earned it, pet.”

The vibrator rumbles, and your eyes fall closed, listening to the taps of his shoes as he stalks closer. You could end this, right now. You could let the word fall from your quivering lips and he'd drop the facade immediately, pulling you into his arms and coaxing the sweetest heights out of you, his lips pressing gentle apologies against your skin.

You lick your lips instead, putting all your focus into your next words. “What can I do?”

“I want you—" he presses in closer, the heat of his body heavy against your own but his his knuckles light as a whisper when he strokes them down the length of your cheek, his breath feathering through your hair, "—on your knees.”

Oh thank gods. You meet his gaze, his dilated pupils swallowing the color from his eyes, turning them dark behind gilded lashes. His hand stays on your cheek as you shift to the floor, and you focus on that rather than the sting of the durasteel against your skin.

“Look at you, eager little thing,” he whispers, pressing two fingers against your lips until they part, and you taste leather, gagging slightly as he slides his digits between your teeth.

He hums, disappointed, dragging his slick fingers from your mouth, encasing your jaw in his hand, pulling your chin higher so he can look in your eyes when he leans in close.

“Is that the best you can do? I had expected more.”

Your words are stolen from your throat when the vibrator sparks to life again, the intensity quickly rising until you're staring into the abyss at the back of your eyelids.

"Does that feel good?"

Your cunt drips, soaking into the fabric of your uniform. You can only hum in response, haphazardly shifting on your knees, aching for more contact, more pressure.

He shifts his grip against your jaw, smearing more of your spit over your cheek. "Are you sure? What if you could have my cock instead?"

You buck your hips forward, grateful his office is sound-proofed to the outside when you hear the desperation in your whine.

"Please."

"I'll be so good to you. I'll fill you up to the brim—" he pets his hand over your hair, gripping tight at the back of your neck, his lips almost on yours. The buzz of the vibrator fills you, overtaking every other sense, and you're there, at the peak, waiting to fall over onto the other side.

"Later."

It's all ruined. The vibrator goes still.

There must be tears on your cheeks, because he clears them away with both hands, cupping your face between his palms. You see the question in the deep green of his eyes—is this okay?—the silent worry that he might be taking this too far. You nod against his grasp.

"I'm just trying to provide some motivation," he whispers, pressing the softest kiss against your cheek. You reach for the fastener on his pants, pressing your hands tight against his body to keep your fingers from shaking.

His neck stretches to the ceiling high above you, but you still hear that gasp when you grip his cock, your feverish skin meeting his own. He's harder than you've ever seen him, his dick flushed a deep purple like a bruise. It makes your mouth water.

Your lips encompass the tip, licking a firm stripe over the slit, letting the salt of him spread through your mouth.

“Good girl,” he breathes, taking the back of your head in his hand, pulling your closer, “now choke on it.”

His dick hits the back of your throat, halting the breath in your lungs, and you gag on the excess spit that floods past your cheeks and pools at the corners of your lips.

His hand encases the back of your head and he groans. “Such a perfect little slut for me.”

Gods. He's never like this; never mean, never so demanding. You're fighting to breathe, your throat squeezing involuntarily around the head of his dick as he fucks into your mouth with harsh thrusts, moans like sin echoing off the walls.

He must be close. You can feel it in his fingers, gripping tighter in your hair, buried against your scalp, hear it in the groans he tries to keep locked behind gritted teeth. But more than anything, you know it's true when the vibrator roars back to life, blurring out every minor pain with a roaring pleasure.

You whine around his cock, the sound muffled by the weight of it. It's too much, too fast, but there are no words for what you're feeling, just sticky tears and fragmented moans.

He silences you with a soft tug at your roots. "Don’t talk with your mouth full.”

Your orgasm rips through you, pouring in pleasure, leeching the strength from your limbs until he's supporting most of your weight, holding you by the back of the neck.

It only takes a few more strokes before he finishes, hot ropes of cum sticking to your skin, pooling against your lashes, melting into your hair.

You don't have the energy to stand, but he finds his way to your level, laying down beside you on his office floor. His skin sticks to yours, mouth urgent and searching.

"Thank you," he whispers, brushing his thumb over your skin, cleaning his spend from your cheek. He presses the digit against your tongue, letting you taste the tang of his pleasure. It's not just the release that he's thanking you for, but the vulnerability. The trust you placed in him. He's not saying it, but you know what he means. There's love in that trust. Love in the way he strokes a hand over your hair, the soft smile on his lips.

He loves you. The feeling is mutual. It's enough to bring tears to your eyes.

You smile, press a kiss to his cheek. "Don't mention it."

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[itscatchyouintherye]

Subject Matters [!femReaderxGeneralHux]

It all starts with a letter Hux sends you – more follow as your relationship develops.

Subject: A Matter of the Heart

I must confess putting these feelings into words has proven to be a daunting task, as I find myself grappling with emotions that have eluded my comprehension for far too long. Within the strict and unyielding corridors of the First Order, where obedience and dedication are paramount, allowing oneself to be vulnerable feels like a treacherous misstep. Yet, I find it increasingly impossible to suppress these sentiments any longer.

Since you came under my command, you have displayed unwavering loyalty and exceptional competence. Your commitment to the First Order is beyond reproach, and I have always admired your dedication to our cause. The manner in which you execute your duties with precision and grace has garnered my utmost respect. I have often contemplated the complexity and profound beauty that lies beneath your steadfast demeanor, wondering if others are as captivated as I.

Perhaps it was a moment of weakness or a fleeting impulse, but my heart has betrayed me, veering into uncharted territory. I find myself inexplicably drawn to your presence, your intelligence, and your unwavering dedication to the First Order. I cannot deny the admiration I hold for you and the way you conduct yourself on the field and within these cold walls. It is, however, a truth I have fought to conceal, for fear that such feelings would be perceived as weakness and could compromise the order I've striven to maintain.

As a General of the First Order, I have been conditioned to suppress personal inclinations in favor of the greater objective. My loyalty to Supreme Leader Snoke and the ideals of the First Order remains unwavering, and I must not allow this personal revelation to distract from my duties or jeopardize the cause we serve.

I am aware that such emotions are unexpected and, perhaps, even unwelcome given the context of our roles within the First Order. It is with reluctance that I acknowledge my feelings, and I pray that this disclosure will not hinder the efficiency of our unit or compromise your perception of my leadership.

I understand if you find yourself perplexed or uncomfortable in the wake of this revelation. I seek neither special treatment nor reciprocity for these emotions; I merely find solace in finally admitting the truth, no matter how much it unsettles me.

It is crucial that we remain steadfast in our commitment to the First Order, and if necessary, we shall address this matter with the utmost discretion. Our shared duty to the Supreme Leader must always take precedence over any personal feelings we may harbor.

In closing, I implore you to regard this confession with the same discretion I have extended to you. Let it be buried deep within the confines of confidentiality, hidden from prying eyes. The First Order's survival depends on the strength of its leaders and the cohesion of its forces.

Yours in loyalty and duty,

General Armitage Hux

Subject: The Embrace of Revelation

Your response to my hesitant confession has left me both relieved and unnerved. I never anticipated that you, too, might share similar sentiments, and yet, a profound sense of gratitude washes over me for your candidness. The vulnerability we now share is a treacherous precipice, one that demands careful navigation to safeguard the sanctity of the First Order.

Your acknowledgment of our connection and your reciprocation of these emotions stir a tumultuous blend of emotions within me. Amidst the cold sterility of the First Order's command, the discovery of a bond that transcends the boundaries of duty has left me questioning the rigidity of my convictions.

In you, I see a reflection of unwavering dedication, unyielding loyalty, and a strength that resonates with my own principles. Such a convergence is rare and exceptional within these calculated confines. But as much as my heart yearns to embrace this newfound connection, I am bound by the responsibilities placed upon my shoulders.

Supreme Leader Snoke, and the demands of the First Order, command our utmost obedience. We cannot allow personal inclinations to cloud our judgment or jeopardize our mission. Our duty remains unwavering, and we must remain vigilant in upholding it.

It pains me to contemplate the consequences of this emotional entanglement. Our emotions have the power to both strengthen and weaken us, and we must tread cautiously to ensure we do not become vulnerable to manipulation or distraction.

Yet, despite the challenges that lie ahead, I cannot ignore the genuine affection I hold for you. These emotions are not a fleeting fancy, but a recognition of something that goes beyond the uniform and titles we bear. There is something inexplicably profound in the bond we share.

I must, however, beseech you to be cautious, as I have already pledged to be myself. The delicate balance of power within the First Order demands absolute precision, and we must protect our hearts from external influences that could exploit any perceived weaknesses.

For now, we must tread lightly and keep our emotions concealed from prying eyes. Our connection is a secret we must guard with utmost discretion. The survival of the First Order hinges on the strength of its leaders and the cohesion of its forces.

In times of uncertainty, it is essential that we lean on each other for support, but we must never allow our emotions to compromise the greater good. Our shared commitment to the First Order must always take precedence.

I do not know what the future holds for us, but I promise you this: as long as I am General Hux, I will remain devoted to our cause and will safeguard the unity of our unit. We must continue to serve with excellence, exhibiting no weakness in the eyes of those who would seek to undermine our mission.

Together, we shall preserve the order we have sworn to protect. Our destinies are intertwined, and whether on the field of battle or within the recesses of our hearts, we shall forge ahead with unyielding resolve.

With guarded affection and resolute loyalty,

General Armitage Hux

Subject: An Unforeseen Moment

The echoes of that heated and unexpected kiss still linger within the recesses of my mind, a constant reminder of the vulnerability we allowed ourselves to embrace, if only for a fleeting moment. The allure of your presence, the genuine connection we share, it all culminated in a passionate exchange that transcended the calculated confines of the First Order.

In the solitude of that empty hallway, with the galaxy whirling beyond those steel walls, time seemed to bend, and we allowed our hearts to defy the rationality we both hold so dear. For that brief interlude, the world melted away, and there was only you and I, standing at the precipice of something unknown, something forbidden.

And yet, as the echoes of that kiss dissipate, a sense of trepidation fills me. We have ignited a flame that cannot be so easily extinguished, a force that binds us together with an intensity I can neither ignore nor deny.

I have spent countless nights wrestling with my feelings, battling the desire to be near you against the duty I owe to the First Order and Supreme Leader Snoke. But now, after that intimate encounter, the struggle is amplified, for I cannot erase the emotions that surged through me in that moment.

Our connection is one that defies the stringent hierarchy and protocols that govern our lives. It is a force that knows no boundaries, and yet it also poses a profound threat to the very institution we serve.

As General, I am charged with maintaining order, with preserving the strength of the First Order above all else. But with you, I find myself torn between the loyalty I have pledged to the Supreme Leader and the pull of my heart toward you.

You have ignited something within me. something that I struggle to comprehend fully. It is a vulnerability that I am not accustomed to, nor do I find comfort in its uncertainty. But it is undeniable, and it demands recognition.

I fear for what lies ahead, for the path we have embarked upon is fraught with danger. We must be vigilant, cautious in our actions and discreet in our affections. The First Order thrives on unity and control, and our indiscretions could be used against us.

Though we must guard our emotions with the utmost care, I cannot deny that our bond is something unique, something worth exploring. But we must do so with caution, lest we find ourselves entangled in a web that could unravel the very fabric of our mission.

I find myself at a crossroads, torn between duty and desire. For now, we must remain committed to the First Order, for it is our duty to serve and protect. But know that the feelings I hold for you have not been extinguished—they burn fiercely, like stars amid the darkness.

We must proceed with caution, ever mindful of the consequences of our actions. Our hearts have intertwined, and we cannot simply erase what has been unleashed between us.

Armitage Hux

Subject: A Jealous Confession

I have got to get this off my chest—I am jealous, and it's not a feeling I'm used to dealing with. Seeing that other officer flirting with you, asking you out for drinks, had me feeling a little possessive. Can't help it; you've got this irresistible charm that's got me all tied up in knots.

You've got that magnetic aura, that intelligence, and the way you handle yourself in the field…And now, seeing others trying to get your attention, well, it's driving me insane, frankly.

I've always prided myself on being cool, calm, and collected, but with you, I'm like a walking contradiction. I'm vulnerable in ways I never thought possible. So, forgive me if I sound like a mess right now, but you've got me wrapped around your finger, and I can't pretend otherwise.

But here's the thing, we got to be careful. The First Order's all about discipline and loyalty, and if we let this attraction consume us, we risk everything. I know, it is difficult to put a damper on these emotions, but we've got a duty to fulfill, and we can't let anything jeopardize that.

Don't get me wrong, I want nothing more than to explore what's between us, to see where this connection leads. It's electric, and I can't help but wonder what could be if we weren't bound by the rigid rules of the Order. But we got to be smart, play it safe, and keep our heads cool.

So, I'll keep my feelings in check, at least publicly, and you should do the same. But know that beneath the formalities and the discipline, my heart's racing whenever I'm around you. It's a feeling I can't ignore, no matter how hard I try.

Let's keep fighting side by side, focused on the mission, and maybe, just maybe, when the time's right, we can explore these emotions a little more freely. Until then, I'll be here, stealing glances whenever I can, and trying to keep my composure.

Armitage Hux

Subject: The Fire We Ignited

I can't even begin to find the words to describe what just happened between us. That heavy make-out session in my office—it's like the galaxy burst into flames, and for a moment, it was just you and me, consumed by an inferno of desire.

Your lips on mine, the way your hands traced over my skin—it was intoxicating, unlike anything I've ever experienced.

Every touch, every stolen glance—it's etched in my mind, and I can't shake the feeling that we've unlocked something profound. I've spent nights trying to suppress my emotions, but when you're near, it's like I'm walking through a minefield, and one wrong step could detonate everything.

In my position as General, I'm supposed to be the epitome of discipline and focus, but you, you've turned me into a maelstrom of desire and vulnerability. I can't resist you, and honestly, I don't want to.

Yet, there's a part of me that's scared, scared of what these emotions mean for us, for the First Order. We've ignited a fire that could consume us if we're not careful. But damn, the heat is so intoxicating, and it's a struggle to keep it in check.

We have to be careful, to tread lightly, because what we share is a secret we can't afford to let slip. The Order demands allegiance, and our connection threatens to undermine the very foundation we stand on. But in that moment, when our lips met, none of that mattered. It was just you and me, suspended in time.

I can't promise to keep my composure around you, and I won't pretend that I don't want more. But for now, we have to keep this flame contained, to let it smolder in the shadows while we uphold our responsibilities.

I can't help but wonder what the future holds for us, whether this attraction will lead us down a path we never anticipated. But until then, I'll treasure those moments in my office, where time stood still, and we were entwined in passion.

You're on my mind, and I can't wait to see where this journey takes us.

Armitage

Subject: Thoughts Across the Stars

As I pen these words under the distant stars, my thoughts drift incessantly towards you. The mission is demanding, the battles unyielding, but amidst it all, I find myself yearning for your presence. Your absence weighs on me, a constant ache in my heart that reminds me of the magnetic pull between us.

In the stillness of the night, when the galaxy sprawls before me, I find myself drifting into dreams of us. Dreams where your lips meet mine with an intensity that sets my soul ablaze. It's as if the stars themselves conspire to bring us together, if only in the realm of dreams.

My longing for you is undeniable, and even in the throes of battle, your image lingers in my mind. I recall the way your eyes sparkled with determination and the touch of your hand against my skin, igniting a fire that refuses to be extinguished.

The physical attraction between us is something I cannot ignore. Your allure, your charisma—it's like gravity, drawing me closer with every passing moment. When I close my eyes, I can feel your breath against my skin, your fingers interlaced with mine, and it sends shivers down my spine.

I miss the way you challenge me, how you make me question the beliefs I've held so firmly for years. You've awakened emotions I've kept buried, and it's both liberating and terrifying.

The nights feel colder without you by my side, and the void you've left in my life echoes with your laughter. I can't help but replay memories of us in my mind, like a holo-recorder stuck on repeat.

I long for the day when this mission is complete, and I can return to your side, to feel the warmth of your presence envelop me once more. In the heat of battle, I am constantly reminded of the fragile nature of life, and it fuels my desire to hold you close.

My mind wanders to the possibilities of what could be between us. Will we succumb to the passion that simmers beneath the surface, or will we continue to navigate these uncharted waters with caution? I can't help but wonder if the universe itself conspired to bring us together.

Please know that my attraction to you is not merely physical. It's your unwavering dedication, your fierce spirit, and the way you stand tall in the face of adversity that captivates me. You are a force to be reckoned with, and I am drawn to you like a moth to a flame.

Until the day I return, I will carry you in my thoughts, the memory of your touch etched upon my soul. And when we finally reunite, I hope we can explore this connection without restraint, to see where this journey leads us.

Stay safe and know that no matter how far the stars may take me, my heart remains tethered to you.

Armitage

Subject: A Night Shared

I trust this message finds you in the highest of spirits and utmost contentment. There are very few truths that bear more significance within my heart than the notion of sharing moments of intimacy between us. The experience we recently shared, where passion erupted and our bodies entwined in a relentless dance, has etched itself deeply within my memory.

As you know, General Hux is a man known for his precision, his unwavering focus on duty, and his tenacious pursuit of dominance. And yet, in those moments of raw vulnerability, the walls around my heart crumble, leaving only a man yearning to express emotions that, until now, lay dormant within him.

The intensity we shared during our encounter was staggering. Our bodies melded together as if guided by a celestial force, each motion propelled by a fervor that surged forth from the depths of our beings. The sweat that covered our skin, the melodic rhythm of our breaths and the symphony of our moans—it was a crescendo of passion only surpassed by the devastating power of a Starkiller Base.

What stood out to me, above all else, was the fervent connection we established—a magnetism that bound us, mind and body, in a way that defied the constraints imposed by our rank and station. In those moments, I felt a profound tenderness intertwining with the smoldering intensity that characterizes our interactions. Though I may not often reveal such sentiments, I found myself captivated by your touch, your presence, and the sheer exhilaration that pulsated through our union.

From the moment our bodies first collided with primal desire, there was an immediacy to our connection—an urgency that fed the flames of our passion. Your ardent response to my commanding presence, your willingness to submit and surrender to the fervor surging within us both—it was a testament to the trust we share, an unspoken acknowledgement of the desired equilibrium we've cultivated.

My sweet darling, I am haunted by the memory of your quivering gasps, your body arching beneath me, and the silken tendrils of your voice resonating in my ears. Each moment, seared into my consciousness, serves as a reminder of the formidable power we possess when joined together—a force that could rival the destruction of even the most fearsome armadas.

As we continue down this path, dare I say an uncharted frontier, I am eager to explore new depths of pleasure, to push beyond the boundaries of what we have already discovered. In your embrace, I find solace from the tumultuous battlefield, a sanctuary where vulnerability and strength coexist. And for that, I am forever indebted to you.

Until we meet again, may the lingering embers of our passion fuel us both, igniting the path we traverse with the unwavering determination and unyielding fervor that only we can possess.

Yours,

Armitage

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[mylifeisactuallyamess]

Echoes of the Heart Masterlist

General Hux x Female Reader/Kylo Ren x Female Reader

A/N: This all spawned from a Writer Wednesday Prompt and it turned into a full blown fic! I can’t stop basically…

Warnings: arranged marriage, angst, mention of childhood trauma, mention of abuse, force use, expect other Star Wars characters to make an appearance.

Summary: Armitage Hux goes back to Arkanis to marry a woman who’s family needs the stability of his name to stay in Arkanis High Society. What he doesn’t account for is them falling in love and her coming to live on the Finalizer. Immediately she grabs the attention of Kylo Ren but it isn’t until the destruction of Starkiller that tensions begin to run high. After the defeat on Crait the First Order show the Galaxy they are unstoppable and Hux finally admits his true feelings for his wife. But Kylo has other plans, ripping the marriage apart at the seams and sending Lady Hux back to Arkanis, where Resistance sympathisers have been making enough noise to grab the attention of the First Order. Poor Lady Hux gets pulled into battle of secrets and deceit but who will believe she didn’t know what she was doing and who will save her from a death sentence? Her husband? Or the Supreme Leader?

Part 1 Arkanis

Night before the wedding

Part 2 The Finalizer

Part 3 Dinner

Part 4 Coruscant

Part 5 Defection

Part 6 Starkiller Base NSFW 18+

Part 7 Destruction

Part 8 Aftermath

Part 9 A Dark Day

Part 10 Victory

Part 11 What Comes After NSFW 18+

Part 12 The Pilot

Part 13 Recovery NSFW 18+

Part 14 The Choice

Part 15 The Wedding NSFW 18+

Part 16 The Betrayal

Part 17 Devastation

Part 18 The Interrogation

Part 19 Grief

Part 20 Crash Landing

Part 21 The Last Battle

Epilogue

This fic is FINISHED.

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[theold-ultraviolence]

The Crystalline Knowledge of you MASTERLIST

Summary: “When you hear the sound of a deathwatch beetle, the person you love dies.” Such was the curse that damned the witches of Yavin’s Island, Massachusetts. Ever since you heard the tale when you were little, you had vowed to never fall in love and sealed it with a spell, all in order to prevent heartache. But what happens later on, when your friend Kylo and his unfortunate dealings with cult leader Snoke, bring a wandering corpse and a ginger haired detective to your life? You’ll see that all curses are as strong as the conviction with which one believes them.

AVAILABLE ON AO3

Pairing: Armitage Hux x reader  // rating: mature // Warnings: mentions of death, witchy rituals (scenes borrowed from the movie), vague non-con at the beginning when Kylo poisons Snoke (also borrowed from the movie), eventual smut. 

Chapters 

A Couple Drops of Belladonna

Amas Veritas

Somebody’s coming...

It’s Witchcraft! 

The First Initial Feeling

You’re Not As Bad As You Seem 

I Wish I Was The Moon Tonight 

Nothing to Fear but Fear Itself

Are You Mine? 

Never Tear Us Apart

Don’t Run Away, It’s Only Me

The Crystalline Knowledge of you 

Halloween

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[neon-junkie]

Hello, I hope this finds you doing well! Can a horny ho please request some nsfw hc's for Kylo Ren and General Hux (seperately) with an affectionate fem s/o who always wants to seduce them?

If you always want to seduce them, then surely you must work together? Surely you're their personal assistant who takes every opportunity to drag them into a secluded room and distract them from their work?

General Hux

Hux tries not to fuck on shift, he really does, but you always seem to come onto him at just the right moments. Hux is pissed off and pacing in his office? Now is the perfect time to "help him let off some steam."

Everybody knows you two are a couple, especially since Hux has never had a personal assistant until he met you, plus the hickeys that peek above his collar give it away, but you're both quite good at covering up how often you bring the heat to the workplace.

Apart from one afternoon where Kylo, of all people, somehow stormed into the General's office and caught him balls-deep in you, on his desk. Whoops.

After that, Hux refuses to fuck at work... until you pull him into a storage closet and he accepts defeat. How can he resist you? Especially when his job is so stressful? And you're right there, willing to help him 'de-stress'?

Kylo Ren

Oh, Kylo loves fucking at work. He's the top dog, he can get away with it, as long as Snoke doesn't find out.

Kylo has you as his personal assistant for a reason, and the entire First Order knows you two are a couple.

A lot of things give it away; like the hickeys around your collar, the way both of you will smooth out your clothes after leaving his office, Kylos hand resting on the small of your back every so often, and the fact that you're the only person that he doesn't shout at.

If anything, Kylo takes pride in fucking you on the clock. It's smug, cuckold-like, and both of you can get away with it.

It's always a bold move pulling Kylo into a storage closet, but you'll find that he does it just as often. Kylo is on your level, especially when he's stressed.

Kylo was once so wound up that he ordered everybody to leave the bridge. They assumed he was going to smash the room up, but instead, he fucked you over many of the control panels whilst you enjoyed the view of hyperspace.

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[lem0nshark-writes]

MASTERLIST

((he's eating a watermelon))

》 RULES & FANDOM LIST

Masterlist is continuously updated every time I post a fic so no worries :)

TOLKIENVERSE

Thranduil

‘’The City of Ruins’’    male reader  -  angst, fluff, smut

‘‘Unexpected Mornings’‘    gender neutral reader  -  soft smut (?)

Fili & Kili

‘‘Warm Nights’‘    male reader  -  fluff

Lindir

‘‘Amongst the Roses’‘    gender neutral reader  -  fluff

‘‘Winter Coat’‘    male reader  -  fluff

Legolas

‘‘Campfire’‘    male reader  -  angst, fluff

‘‘Not so Scary’‘    male reader  -  fluff

THE ARCANA

Julian Devorak

‘‘Leather & Lace’‘    male reader  -  smut

Muriel

‘’Rain Drops’’    female reader  -  fluff, smut

STAR WARS

General Hux

‘’Nightmares’’    gender neutral reader  -  angst, fluff

‘’Cologne’’    male reader  -  smut

Darth Vader

‘‘No Holding Back Anymore’‘    male reader  -  smut

WHAT WE DO IN THE SHADOWS

Deacon Brücke

‘’Flowers’’    gender neutral reader  -  fluff

GOTHAM

Jeremiah Valeska

‘‘Lipstick’‘    male reader  -  smut

Oswald Cobblepot

‘‘Cold Days In’‘    male reader  -  smut

Edward Nygma

‘‘Riddle me this, why does my heart hurt?’‘    male reader  -  angst

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