“I would hope that wouldn’t happen,” Hux replied dryly. “I doubt anyone else could keep the military forces in line and as well organised as I do.”
Interesting. That was certainly a proper word for it, he thought, trying not to close his eyes and lean into the touch as Ren tousled his hair- he was past the point of giving a shit if it, or the rest of him were messy. He did, however, hiss as teeth found his earlobe.
“I daresay you like me a mess because usually you’re the one who’s the cause of it,” he said, leaning forward and taking the last spoonful in his mouth.
They won’t, unless you get ideas, he said as he chewed, then swallowed. But that wouldn’t do you any favours.
His dinner finished, he lifted a brow at the taller, larger man with a smirk.
“Tuck me in? You aren’t serious.”
Kylo hummed softly, thoughtfully, looking at the face of the man who had, maybe twenty minutes ago, been yelling and convulsing in his lap. Amusement was written all over his face. “No, I doubt anyone else is anything like you.”
He didn’t quite want to admit that Hux did an adequate job at running the Order. That things were organized, at the very least, and though he didn’t find the troops particularly useful, they did serve their purpose well enough.
A chuckle rumbled in his chest as he sat back, eyes roving the General’s body with obvious approval. “Possibly. It is fun to take you apart in such an...intimate way.”
He considered the torture he inflicted on his enemies a type of intimacy, diving into their minds and pulling out their strongest held secrets. Disheveling the General was a similar pleasure, though decidedly different. For one, it was a mutual pleasure, and that was an entirely new and different experience.
“Won’t it? If I could show them their precious General, writhing beneath me with ecstasy on his face, you don’t think they would think any less of you? Or,” he smirked, “better of me?”
Not that he wanted to show or tell anyone; this side of the General was his and his alone. He set the now empty bowl aside and turned back with a mischievous grin.
“You don’t think so? Well....” Kylo smoothly stood up from the couch, bent over Hux, and scooped him easily into his arms. “Your legs might be a bit wobbly, and it wouldn’t do to have you falling over,” he teased, now carrying the other man into the bedroom. And all the way to the tussled bed, where he used the Force to pull the bedding fully back before carefully depositing Hux, then floated the bedding back up and over him. All the way up to his chin.
Smirking now, Kylo sat down on the edge of the bed and made a show of, a bit awkwardly, tucking the bedding around Hux’s body. “There. Don’t say I never did anything nice for you.”
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