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Hello and welcome back to “Why do I always start asks like this?”
Ellie’s having a hard time with her dress so she turns to Right and asks “Hey man, can ya zip me up?” Right is obviously very a little flustered, because he might accidentally touch her naked shoulders and that would be quite a scandalously move. He then zips up her dress and quickly, and carefully, as possible. Ellie noticed how flustered he got, so she went “Thanks! Here I’ll return the favour.” and she pulls him closer so she can tie his tie. After she somehow gets closer and whispers into his ear “If you’re free later you can help unzip my dress too.” She then kisses him on the jaw, turns on her heel and Saunters out of the room leaving poor Right to melt onto the floor.
I’ve noticed that the later it gets the worse my asks are. So like...sorry!
Your asks are completely fine, no need to apologize!
After a few minutes, Right was able to compose himself and join up with the fancy party that they were attending, with Right slightly distracted with how beautiful Ellie looked.
The party went well, minus Reginald teasing Right about how he was looking at Ellie alot, and nervously Right found himself in Ellie's room, helping her unzip her dress. Ellie giggled as she quickly stole Right's coat and started undressing him.
With how close the two were, and the heat filling the room, Right's mind turned off as he found himself kissing Ellie, starting with a small peck on the cheek and then going for a more passionate kiss.
Ellie recuperated the kiss, and soon the two were removing all their clothes and letting the heat of the romance lead them.
Until the two heard Reginald clearing his throat, and then Ellie and Right realized that this wasn't Ellie's room, it was Reginald's room.
The two grabbed their clothes and using Reginald's covers as coverings, the two quickly left the room, with Reginald letting out a disappointed sigh of having to go fetch more bed sheets now.
well i certainly felt like i was intruding by watching that scene with buck and eddie talking about christopher like should i leave??? do you want me to take off my headphones and come back in a couple minutes??? i should not be here. this is simply too much for me to be witnessing
Choo Choo! Welcome to the Ben Solo Pain Train!
We are so excited to bring you the new episode of the #SmutHuttPodcast https://soundcloud.com/thesmuthutt/ep-07-ben-solo-pain-train
Come Check out our newest round-table discussion featuring fics from:
Like_A_Dove
@likeadove‘s We Could Plant a House, We Could Build a Tree
@rad-braybury and @r-e-a-l-m-a-t-h ‘s Fantastic Knight’s of Ren web graphic novel @betheverse
That Pride and Prejudice fic she’s is working on: General Incivility
and the now completed ABO Alpha Rey fic: Sharpen Your Teeth and Sink Into Me
SecretReyloTrash
@secretreylotrash ‘s Perfumed in Obsession
We Also Loved:
@pr3tty-g1rl5-fics ‘s Wrong Room
@emmyjeanb‘s Comfort Zones
"Library” by @destinieswritten, art by @selunchen
@comatose-but-audible ‘s Look at Me
Our favorite Mood boards by @reylowarrior and @solobegginben
Updates:
Landscapes is up to Ch 47 here and The Commander and the Cook is at Ch 4 here and Tactical Alliance is Alive!
PS: This is an S.O.S. for a fem slash Lemon Hot One Shot @isharan @pr3tty-g1rl5-fics <3
“I’m not wearing any pants.” and the characters of your choice.
The party was still in full swing downstairs, but Hux just needed a quiet moment to himself. So he climbed the stairs to his room, head swimming pleasantly. He turned the handle to enter his bedroom, took a step inside the door and paused. He rocked back into the hall, checking his location, and the stickers Phasma had insisted they each put on their doors. Yes, he had the right room. He crossed the threshold into his bedroom, closing the door behind him, then took a breath and address the figure in his bed.
“Kylo,” he said. “What the hell are you doing in my bed?”
Kylo scrambled to sitting upright in the bed, pulling the covers with him to cover his still clothed chest. The alcohol in Hux’s bloodstream wanted him to giggle at the image, but he pushed it down, determined to look stern in the face of an uninvited visitor in his bed.
“This is Phasma’s bed.”
Hux frowned, fighting down the urge to look at the door stickers again when the room was already strewn with his own belongings.
“It’s my room Kylo. My bed.”
Kylo said nothing, blinking at Hux. Hux huffed and reached down to grab hold of the bedsheets, giving them a firm tug.
“Out!”
“Hux, don’t!”
A brief tug of war started, Hux trying to uncover Kylo so he could be evicted from his bed, and Kylo trying to keep the sheets in place. With a final tug, Kylo pulled Hux onto the bed. Hux knelt there as Kylo drew his knees to his chest.
“Get out of my bed!”
“Hux, I can’t.”
“Why the hell not?”
“I’m not wearing any pants.”
“I beg your pardon?”
“Look, this was all Phasma’s idea,” Kylo muttered, trying to tug the blankets from under Hux so he could sink down under them. “She said there was a guy who’s had a crush on me for ages, told me to get into her bed and she’d send him up to me.”
“You’re in my bed.”
“This is where she told me to go,” Kylo said, blankets falling down to his lap in indignation. She told me, second door on the left.”
“She sent you to my bed.”
“Apparently. Look, just pass me my jeans, I’ll get dressed and get out of here.”
Damn Phasma. She would pay for this later. But she... well, she wasn’t wrong.
Hux began to clamber under the bed, the softness of the mattress making the process slower and probably a lot less seductive that he would have liked.
“Hux? Are you-”
Hux sat down approximately where Kylo’s legs would be if he wasn’t still curled in a ball, and set his hands against his chest. Kylo’s body went still, and his eyes darted over Hux’s face, drawn down when Hux licked his lips.
He leaned forward and pressed his lips to Kylo’s, light and teasing. Kylo hesitated, but his lips parted when he began to respond, dropping the bedsheets in favour of cradling Hux’s neck, holding him close while they tasted each other.
“So,” Hux said when they parted, “no pants, you say.”
Kylo grinned.
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