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When Kylo asks Hux for a drink, Hux is reminded of his childhood.
Bitter Wine
Hux was delicately draped over Kylo’s body, the knight’s hand pressed firmly against his naked thigh. Hux’s slender arm gracefully stretching across the bed leaning on Kylo’s chest for support to reach the lighter on the nightstand.
Kylo breathed deeply, inhaling the heat of their sex and the lingering scent of Hux’s stingingly sweet pomade; his ginger hair now falling loose and damp about his face. He felt Hux’s soft nipples brush against him, noticing the general’s body tense as they rubbed against his pecs. Kylo observed him quietly as he sat upright straddling his lap, and held a cigarette between his slender fingers.
“Did I say you could smoke?” Kylo asked in a stern almost warning tone.
Hux paused. A small pulse of nervousness flitted through his conscious mind and he answered hesitantly. “I thought you said I-“
Kylo smiled. “I’m just teasing you. Yes I already said you could.”
“Tch. Don’t do that.” Hux huffed. He lit his cigarette and turned his head away to smoke.
Kylo traced up the side of Hux’s thigh, there was a sheen of sweat on his skin, which was still flush from their previous activities. His hand found its place in the arch of Hux’s spine resting gently on top of his hip where a purple bruise had blossomed. He squeezed just enough to give sensation without causing pain.
“I thought you liked being punished.” Kylo replied coyly.
Hux’s breath hitched. “Yes but-“ he stopped himself before finishing his sentence. Kylo could sense the rest of it trailing off in his mind “I don't like making mistakes.”
He kept his accidental eavesdropping to himself and smiled using his other hand to pull Hux’s chin closer to his face. He put out the cigarette with his finger, not flinching at the heat, pulled it from between his soft pink lips and kissed him tenderly.
Hux responded with a moan, his lips parted. Kylo’s tongue plunged inward, Hux’s arms lazily draping over the knight’s broad shoulders. Kylo kissed him aggressively, biting on Hux’s bottom lip as he laced his fingers through Hux’s shiny hair. When they parted, Kylo looked over Hux’s body to make sure he looked thurougly fucked. Tracing the bites and bruises that decorated his general’s sensitive skin. He took pride in marking him, testing the boundaries of what could be hidden by Hux’s uniform and leaving passionate reminders that Hux could fuss about in his private refresher. He was beautiful and he was his, He liked Hux to know that.
He grazed his hand over Hux’s chest, his finger ghosting over his pink nipples. He pinched one, rubbing it with his finger tips to see the General’s reaction. Hux moaned, letting his head sag forward as he dug his nails into Kylo’s back. Satisfied Kylo smiled and grabbed a glass from the night stand, handing it to Hux.
“Why don’t you make me a drink.” He instructed casually.
Hux took the glass and made a small frown at its lack of cleanliness due to previous unmentionables that it had been used for. But he turned back to Kylo without a trace of such concern. “What would you like to drink?”
“Hm” Kylo thought for a moment. “You choose.” He smirked, “Make it good and you’ll get a tip.”
Hux nodded and, holding the glass delicately, he stood and walked towards the table on the other side of the room. Kylo noticed he was a bit unsteady on his feet, come and lube sliding down his ass and thighs. Kylo’s face grew hot at the sight. It was always nice to see him in such a relaxed state where he was not constantly vigilant and obsessed with presenting himself perfectly. It was sexy to see he’d fucked him hard enough to leave a lasting effect. But knowing Hux also had a tendency to stay quiet when they’d overdone things left him somewhat concerned. Kylo almost told him to come back and rest a little more, but he thought Hux would take offense so, against his better judgment, he stayed silent.
There was a small pop as Hux opened a bottle of Kylo’s favorite wine. It was really the only alcohol Kylo ever drank as he wasn't much of a drinker. Hux poured it into the glass once it had been thoroughly cleaned, then picked it up again, and turned to walk back to him. But as he was walking he tripped over his own unstable feet and the glass slipped from his hand. Instinctively Kylo reached out with the force to keep Hux from falling but it was too late to save the glass. It crashed to the ground shattering into a million pieces. Wine spilled across the floor looking as if Hux stood in a pool of blood.
The world was frozen for a moment, the loud sound of breaking glass stung their ears and left them both stunned. Once he was sure Hux wouldn’t fall, Kylo released him from his force grip and stood up from the bed searching for where he had put his shoes.
“It’s alright don’t worry about it. Just don’t move. I don't want you stepping on glass, okay?” Kylo reassured Hux as he tried to find something a bit simpler to put on than his boots. But when he looked up after trying to squeeze his feet into Hux’s slippers he noticed Hux was shaking.
He stood there frozen in place like the sound had never gone away, his arm outstretched as if the glass had never left it. His eyes were wide staring down at the puddle of wine, shoulders tense, and his legs hardly supporting his trembling form.
“Armitage? Baby are you okay?” Kylo asked, concerned.
Hux collapsed to his hands and knees letting out a strangled yelp as broken glass bit into his skin. Panicking Kylo shoved the glass aside with the force and ran towards him, collapsing beside him. “What’s wrong? Is everything alright?” Kylo asked frantically, trying to calm his voice so as not to startle him.
Hux didn’t respond, instead his head hung low. Kylo gently reached out to pull him into his arms when Hux bent forward as if he were going to lick the spilled wine from the floor.
“Hux don’t do that!” Kylo exclaimed in frightened confusion, wrapping his arms around him and pulling him quickly into his lap, pressing their chests together so he could feel the nauseating pace of Hux’s heart beat. He was afraid.
“Armitage I’m not mad at you for spilling the drink or breaking the glass. I’m not going to punish you. You know I wouldn’t do anything we hadn’t agreed upon right? And even if we had you could still change your mind at any time.” He whispered softly into Hux’s ear gripping him tighter when all he heard in response was a shaky unintelligible murmur.
“Baby please tell me what’s going on.” Kylo pleaded, his voice shaking, holding his bloodied hand up to his face.
He laid his head on Hux’s shoulder and almost vomited as he was hurled into Hux’s troubled mind, flooded with emotions and memories. A man he recognized as Hux’s father, a boy that must have been a young Armitage, and another man he did not know. That shaking, rushing, heart beat, spilled drinks, an awful soulless laugh, and the cold biting grip of a fathers hand pulling violently on a small boy's wrist.
Kylo stumbled back. He hadn’t meant to look. Hux was practically screaming it through the force; there was no way he could have blocked such a powerful wave of emotion.
“Armitage…” he said slowly, moving over to his crumpled frame to see his eyes were red and puffy as tears streamed down his face.
Kylo used the force to grab a wet rag from a cabinet then he got back down on his knees before Hux and began to wipe away the spilled drink.
“Wh-what are you doing?” Hux asked so quietly Kylo could barely hear his quivering voice.
“I asked you to make the drink, therefore it’s my mess to clean up. It’s not on you.” Kylo replied.
He looked up into Hux’s watery eyes, the man’s mental wall had been violently torn down and he was flowing with emotions. Kylo wished desperately he could seal the wound that had been ripped open, pouring his love into the force, hoping it would calm him.
“It’s not your fault. It never was. You were a child.” Kylo told him softly.
Hux dragged his heavy limbs over to him and collapsed into Kylo’s arms shaking and sobbing against his chest. Kylo held him tightly whispering to him softly and petting his hair. When Hux’s cries quieted to a soft sniffling, Kylo pulled the first aid kit from under the bed and looked over the cuts on his hands and knees.
“I’m sorry.” Hux whimpered.
“You have nothing to apologize for my love.” Kylo smiled gently, trying to be as careful as possible as he pulled a piece of glass from his palm with tweezers. Hux winced as Kylo spread bacta on his wounds and bandaged them. He took another rag and gently wiped down his thighs and ass, also spreading bacta on a few of the deeper bites and inflamed skin. Then he carried him back over to the bed, and found the cleanest blanket to wrap him in. With the force he opened the bedroom door and pulled in Millicent who made her protests to being levitated known with a very disproving raspy meow as she pawed the air and was plopped onto Hux’s lap.
“Do you feel a little better now?”
“Yes. but you’re not supposed to use the force on Milli.” Hux pointed out, glaring at Kylo slightly. The cat had settled down and was now making biscuits on the blanket and purring softly.
“Okay so I cheated a little bit, do you forgive me?” Kylo asked jokingly.
“I didn’t mean to get so upset earlier. It just scared me.” Hux admitted abruptly, looking down at himself as his pet Millicent.
“I know. And it’s okay. I promise I didn’t mean to look into your head.” Kylo added with a guilty sigh.
“I know- I, I don’t mind it too much all the time. I just don’t like not having privacy. But I get that there are times where I maybe don’t say something I should, and then maybe it’s okay.” Hux confessed, still sounding a bit unsure.
“Well, I’m still going to try and not do it unless I ask first.” Kylo reassured him, squeezing his shoulder. “Is there anything you wanted to talk about? With what you remembered.”
“No.” Hux responded curtly.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes” Hux replied a bit of the shakiness leaving his voice. “It doesn’t matter anymore. It wasn’t my fault. And now he’s dead, that was his fault, and he deserved it.”
Kylo smiled. He liked when Hux could feel good about what happened to Brendol and take pride in it. “And now you’ve surpassed him in every way.” He assured him, wrapping his arm around Hux who was no longer tense.
hux who falls head first into subspace at the drop of a hat
(bonus point if he doesn't know that that's what's happening)
they're tactile friends. kylo mindlessly touches hux's hair while they're watching tv and hux goes all gooey. he leans into kylo's touches, heavy lidded and content. kylo asks about it and hux brushes it off, says that's just what happens when people touch his hair.
kylo is silently amused. he knows exactly what's happening. he cups the back of hux's head and scritches his hair. hux tilts his head back and parts his legs a bit. kylo doubts hux is aware he's doing it. he casually asks if hux knows what bdsm is.
hux mewls softly. he knows what bdsm is, but he's never done it. he's seen some bdsm porn, but he doesn't think it's his thing, he mutters.
kylo uh-huhs and bites back a laugh. hux is slowly fusing with the sofa, eyes closed, lips parted slightly. kylo extends his touches and scritches to hux's neck. it's not about his hair - kylo knew it wasn't - hux reacts the same way when kylo sticks his hand down the back of his t-shirt and rubs the top of his spine. kylo tells him he should put his head in his lap. hux doesn't pause to question it, but does as he says right away. he barely opens his eyes to do it and rubs his face on kylo's thigh, before settling down and curling his legs up toward his body.
kylo didn't expect hux to just ... do it. hux is prickly at the best of times. if kylo had known head scritches was all it took to get hux to agree with him, he would have done it a lot sooner.
hux is pliant. kylo barely has to touch him to encourage him to roll onto his back. hux blinks up at him with heavy lids, completely unconcerned about what is happening. kylo puts one hand low on hux's belly and pets him soothingly; the other he puts back in hux's hair. they lock eyes and for a brief moment kylo thinks hux will come to his senses and hit him - but hux just closes his eyes again and arches his back, asking for more belly touches.
kylo huffs a soft laugh and hikes hux's shirt up, so he can scritch his happy trail. "you're being awfully ... submissive," kylo says pointedly.
hux snorts and swats his chest, either not getting the subtext or not wanting to dignify it with a response. since kylo isn't doing anything untoward, he keeps petting hux, instead of clarifying what he meant. hux tilts his head, trying to guide kylo to a certain spot. kylo avoids it on purpose, until hux starts to whine. "do you want something?" he asks teasingly. hux wiggles his whole body, struggling to form sentences. kylo begins to question if he should continue. it doesn't feel right. kylo stops petting him and removes his hands from hux's body. hux whines softly and asks why he stopped. kylo gently tells him he thinks he's in subspace. hux makes a face; doesn't know what it is. kylo tries to explain it, says it's a bit like being high hux blinks owlishly up at him, says his name.
"mm?"
"am i hard?"
kylo glances at hux's lap. he's rubbing his thighs together. "you can't tell?"
hux shakes his head, looks pinched. "i don't know."
"have you ever felt like this before?" kylo asks quietly and brushes hux's hair back. hux is slow to answer, kylo's hand on his forehead is claiming all his attention.
he shakes his head. "don't think so. maybe. kind of."
kylo laughs softly. "think you can snap out of it?"
"don't want to," hux says and curls into kylo's stomach. "feels good." hux is hard and the fact that he can't tell worries kylo a little. he's seen people in subspace before, but hux is quite deep, considering they've barely done anything. kylo is surprised at how comfortable hux is with him; with this. hux doesn't exactly make a habit of being vulnerable in front of other people - at least not him. hux and kylo are close, sure, but not as close as hux is with phasma. kylo is not the one hux kisses when he's drunk
"tell me if you want to stop, ok?" kylo says. hux nods and mumbles a little. he pulls kylo's hand close to his mouth. they're effectively holding hands and hux nuzzles the back of kylo's hand, lost in the sensation of how kylo's skin feels against his own. it's sweet. kylo smiles and wonders what kind of stuff hux would react to if he ever did bdsm properly. he doubts it would be pain.
it's not something they talk about, but their friend group knows what brendol was like.
kylo runs his free hand over a welt on hux's lower back. hux wiggles his hips away from kylo's touch. he's ticklish. he would probably be into sensation stuff, kylo thinks. like feathers and blindfolds. maybe vibrators. kylo abruptly stops that line of thinking before he becomes hard, too. kylo pulls hux's shirt back down, covering his middle. "you look cute like this."
"like what?" hux asks, face smooshed to the back of kylo's hand.
"curled up in my lap. like a kitten."
hux opens one very judgmental eye and slowly opens his mouth and threatens to dig his teeth in. kylo raises a brow and calmly states, "if you do that, i won't pet you anymore."
after a moment, hux huffs and covers his teeth. "you're no fun."
"no?" kylo challenges and slips his hand up under hux's shirt, running his fingers over hux's side and back, scritching. a shiver goes down hux's spine and he moans softly. he's going pink in the face and down his neck. if kylo were to guess, the blush extends down his chest, too.
hux mewls "please" and kylo freezes, hand halfway to hux's nipples they're hard and showing through his thin t-shirt, practically begging to be touched.
kylo licks his lips. "please what?"
hux makes a string of nonsensical sounds and writhes, but doesn't answer. kylo keeps touching his chest softly, brushing against his nipples every so often. kylo lowers his voice, "tell me what you want, hux. i'll do it, but you have to tell me."
"you," hux mumbles. "want /you/, kylo. please."
kylo gapes. his ears burn. they probably match hux's in colour.
with kylo frozen above him, hux finally opens his eyes. "please, kylo?" he whispers, eyes hooded and dark. in a moment of clarity, hux rolls onto his back, his head still firmly in kylo's lap. with a flick of his wrist he opens his belt and jeans. "please," he says again and drags kylo's hand down his belly.
hux's belly is quivering under his hand. they haven't done this before. they flirt sometimes, but hux has never shown interest.
kylo swallows thickly. hux is looking up at him pleadingly - how is he supposed to say no to that. sliding his hands down hux's belly, down into his briefs feels like the most natural thing in the world; like he's done it a million times before. hux's skin is so warm and soft. kylo curls his fingers around the base of hux's cock and hux doesn't break eye contact. it's thicker than he had imagined. hux makes a soft, wounded sound. his hips buck instinctively; just the once. kylo doesn't know if he should just go for it. this has got to be crossing some sort of line. is he really about to risk ten years worth of friendship?
"kylo, please," hux whispers and grabs kylo's forearm, digging his nails in just enough for kylo to feel it. "i want it."
kylo tightens his fingers and hux melts. he tries his best to keep his eyes locked with kylo's, but the harder kylo squeezes, the heavier his lids become. hux's briefs restrict his wrist, but it somehow doesn't feel right pulling them down. kylo gets a slow rythm going. he can't tell which one of them is more out of breath. he's always had a thing for hux, but he never thought anything would come of it.
hux doesn't know what to do with himself. he clutches the front of kylo's shirt, keening quietly. "god, you're so big. /fuck/."
it takes kylo a second to realise hux means his hand. he glances at his hand, moving languidly inside hux's briefs. "maybe you're just small," he counters, heat creeping up his neck.
hux /wails/ and clamps his thighs tightly around kylo's hand. he's trembling all over, eyes firmly closed.
"yeah?" kylo smiles and bites his lip. he forces his hand deeper between hux's shaking legs. it's a tight fit, but he manages to cup hux's cock and balls. "you feel that?" he says teasingly. "don't even need two hands to take care of you, do i?" hux whimpers and hides behind his arms. kylo drops a kiss on one of his pointy elbows and says, "open your legs."
hux closes his legs more tightly, thighs shaking with the effort.
"hey, now, don't be like that. you want me to touch you, don't you? get you off?" there's a few seconds' delay, but hux nods. "then you gotta open your legs."
"kiss me."
"... what?"
it's muffled behind his arms, but still audible. "want you to kiss me." kylo can /hear/ the pout. kylo pulls his hand out of hux's briefs and nudges his arms aside. hux is biting his lip and peeking up at kylo through his lashes.
"you want me to kiss you?" kylo asks softly. hux nods and tilts his face up shyly. not kissing him doesn't even cross his mind. kylo cups his face gently. he doesn't have to hunch over to reach, hux surges up to meet him. he wraps his arm around kylo's neck, holding on tightly. kylo instinctively wraps his arms around hux's back and neck, supporting him. hux makes a soft sound and parts his lips, wanting kylo inside. hux's lips are so soft and plush against his own, swollen where hux has been biting them. kylo deepens the kiss. he bites hux's tongue teasingly and he whimpers in his arms.
they should have done this ages ago.
hux removes the hand from his hair and puts it back into his pants. kylo laughs softly, but wraps his fingers back around hux's dick anyway. hux sucks on kylo's tongue, while kylo rubs him off slowly.
hux doesn't need much at all before he's trembling and coming in kylo's hand, keening breathily. hux closes his thighs around kylo's hand again, but with none of the strength from before. hux breaks the kiss and hides his face in kylo's shoulder. kylo cradles him through it, praising him quietly. "good job, baby. you did so well."
hux is still half hard, but he whimpers pitifully, so kylo lets go. he scritches hux's happy trail - smearing come everywhere - and pulls him fully into his lap. "feel good?" kylo grins. hux nods and makes a happy sound. he seems more present now; more alert. he digs his fingers into kylo's hair and tugs him down, demanding a kiss. kylo is more than happy to give it to him. "you /can/ be sweet," kylo says against hux's lips, "who'd have thought?"
hux nips his lips and pulls on kylo's hair. hard. kylo breaks the kiss with a laugh and ruffles hux's hair.
hux freezes. "did you just rub come in my hair?"
kylo snorts. "no. rubbed it in your pubes, though," he winks.
hux sits up and looks into his briefs. he glares at kylo over his shoulder. "you're disgusting."
"and you're beautiful."
hux is visibly taken aback, but pushes it down hastily. "don't be daft," he huffs.
kylo smiles softly. he reaches for hux and pulls him close by the sleeve of his t-shirt. he kisses his cheek and rests his forehead against his temple. "wanna do it again?"
Binary Resurrection - Chapter 4 - Unmirrored rendition
A fanfiction still inspired by @huxloween s prompt for Day 16 - Haunted AI!
First chapter of the present / main story😬
Thanks to my beta reader & coauthors @arcadianblue & @billiam-bonkarius ( and a dear friend who is not on tumblr T_T)
Thanks to @general-starkiller for working out the animation :3
I have started writing two kylux aus and I don't know which one to focus on so help me decide.
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—TIME LOOP
First one is a time loop au where Hux is thrown back to the first movie after he gets shot, every time the time loop re-starts he wakes up further and further in the original plot, he tries solving the loop by not dying but eventually he finds out his death isn't the one causing the time loop, it's Kylo's.
The fic starts with Hux going to retrieve Kylo from the collapsing planet, but this time he decides not to. He kills his men and sits next to Kylo waiting for the explosion to take them both. We don't know at that point which time loop it was, but it seemed like a long enough time had passed for Hux to finally try that route, then we get transported to the first time loop and the story begins.
—ROLE SWAP
Second one is a role reverse au (kinda) where Hux after getting stuck in the caves of Arkanis has a vision of the Hosnian system destruction and his own death, before managing to get out of there he finds a kyber crystal and upon arriving on the surface he stars hearing a voice that calls itself Snoke.
Years later he's sent on a mission to destroy a camp of young jedi and retrieve an apprentice for his master; Rey Skywalker, unfortunately Ben Solo is not really keen on Hux taking his little cousin away. Hux thinks Snoke should get his priorities straight, because Ben would be much easier to sway away to the dark side.
(Hux is not a Knight of Ren they still exist in the au, but they got dismantled and merged into the First Order. Phasma is a General and Hux is her Co Commander. Rey is Luke's daughter here and Kylo grew up with her, after Hux slaughters their camp Kylo erases her memory and abandons her on Jakku to protect her from Snoke, he himself runs away and becomes a smuggler.)
(The fic then starts much like the first movie did, but Kylo is also on Jakku when the First Order attacks the village and gets captured along with Poe.)
