That delicious moan went straight to Techie’s cock and he shivered with intense arousal. He tried to play it off as having felt a sudden chill from the vents in the ceiling, wrapping his arms around himself.
No. Way.
Armitage, he’d- Oh God. Techie was a hair’s breadth away from jumping his twin and smashing their lips together. But that couldn’t- he would never- Fuck.
He knew Armitage was still aroused, and yet he abused his trust by taking advantage of that vulnerability just so he could rut on his brother like some wild beast. There’s no way out of it. Techie is fucked.
“Yes! Sure!” Techie blurts out in response, instead of questioning what the hell had just happened. Ignoring the grinding and the moan would smooth over the situation, he hoped. Denial worked best.
Definitely more excited than he had any right to be, his eyes flash the brightest, most vivid blue they’ve ever been, sparkling attractively as if to suck his twin into them and keep him captive. Hux was probably asking as a joke, but damn if Techie didn’t want this with every fiber of his being!
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