64 and 66 Kylux Everything you touch is gold have a good day!!
64. Star Crossed Lovers & 66. It’s Not You, It’s My Enemies
The affair had had all the makings of a great tragic love story - two young men from rival factions; a chance encounter in a seedy spaceport; years of stolen moments in rented rooms. He’d planned to write a book about it one day - published under a false name of course, and with all the other players thinly veiled by pseudonyms of there own - but he’d never expected it to last. In fact Major Armitage Hux had rather hoped it wouldn’t. A tragic love story deserved a spectacular ending.
Unfortunately his partner in this story hadn’t gotten the memo on that. Not yet at least.
Ben Solo was an fascinating person with many great qualities. Thanks to the combined gifts of the Force, impressive muscles, a larger than average cock, and a near pathological need for approval, the sex was the best Hux had ever experienced. And... there were probably other interesting things about him too... Hux couldn’t remember them right now but surely he had other things in his favour...
The problem was that Ben was just too intense. He felt everything too much, while Armitage had probably only experienced three emotions in his lifetime and he’d come to the opinion that feelings were overrated.
When, after a satisfying long weekend of marathon sex in a rundown motel on a horrible desert planet, Ben had declared his love for Hux, Hux had expected his prepared speech to be effective.
All his speeches were effective, everyone in the First Order said so, and he’d years to perfect this speech. He’d even managed to generate some fake tears, though that might have been the result of 72 hours of being very thoroughly fucked.
He’d touched on all the major points necessary for a truly legendary tragic tale of star crossed lovers - Ben’s religious devotions, Armitage’s loyalty to the Order, Ben’s mother’s political position, their economic and social divides, the impossibility of the Resistance ever making peace with the First Order. It had been a masterwork. It wasn’t Ben who was the problem, but it was everything else in Ben’s life.
It should have worked. Ben should have cried inconsolably for a few hours, they’d have had one last spectacular fuck, and then they’d never see one another again. Instead Ben had stormed out. Which would have been enough, not quite as satisfying as the original idea but close. Sadly Hux wasn’t that lucky.
Now he was trapped in a stolen shuttle with Ben dressed in singed, blood stained robes claiming to have changed his name to Kylo and demanding to be taken to Armitage’s boss so he could defect, all in the name of making their starcrossed love a reality.
A love that Armitage didn’t share, but of course, since Ben had just singlehandedly destroyed an entire Jedi temple this probably wasn’t the best time to bring that up.
There’d be a time to talk about that later. Maybe a few decades from now...
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