flamitas:

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

You both like kylux.

Stranger: [modern au] Hux, do you think we should try and get your brother a date? BS

You: I don’t think so. That would be a bit forced, don’t you think? AH

Stranger: I mean, we could introduce him to some people. BS

You: We could. But, no blind dates or any of that. AH

You: Ben, why do you want Bill to get a date? AH

Stranger: He just seems… depressed when we’re together, you know? Like he’s lonely. BS

Stranger: I think if we set him up with a few casual meetings, he might at least get the courage to get out there by himself. BS

You: I don’t know, Ben. AH

You: What if those casual meetings are just people who want someone to shag? AH

Stranger: Trust me, I’ll vet them before I introduce them. BS

You: Mm. AH

You: I’ll have to meet them, too. AH

Stranger: You’ll like him. I’ve got a guy in mind. BS

You: What’s his name? AH

You: And what does he do for a living? AH

Stranger: His name is Matt, he works in IT, he’s a hobby woodworker, and he’s into all the same nerdy stuff as Bill. BS

You: So, he likes computers. Like Bill. AH

Stranger: Yeah. He’s kind of awkward, but he’s a really good guy. BS

You: Are you sure he’s single? AH

Stranger: I’m sure. He’s one of my best friends. BS

You: What was his last boyfriend or girlfriend like? AH

Stranger: …a long time ago. BS

Stranger: Just some college freshman thing. Nothing exciting. BS

You: All right. AH

You: Does he sleep around? AH

Stranger: No, he doesn’t. BS

You: You said he was awkward. Why? AH

Stranger: …he’s just awkward. Not the best at making conversation. Nerdy and eccentric. BS

You: Oh, well, you said he’s a good guy. AH

Stranger: Yeah, he is. I think Bill might really like him. BS

You: Maybe. AH

Stranger: Maybe is a start. BS

You: I’m still worried about Bill. AH

Stranger: What do you mean? BS

You: I don’t want anyone to break his heart or take advantage of him. AH

Stranger: Matt’s not going to shag him and leave. I promise. BS

You: Good. He better keeps his hands off Bill. AH

Stranger: Well, if Bill invites him to, you can’t hold Matt responsible. BS

Stranger: Your brother probably isn’t as innocent as you think. BS

You: I’m not saying he’s innocent, but he’s a virgin. AH

You: We’ve had that conversation before, Bill and I. AH

Stranger: …you have? If Rey tried to have that conversation with me, I’d die. BS

You: Why? AH

Stranger: I really don’t want to hear what she’s done with Finn, or Rose, or whichever of her friends she’s dating. BS

You: … That’s not how Bill and I had that conversation, but yeah, I see your point. AH

Stranger: What did you talk about, then? BS

You: [Delay] We were talking about our dad, first. A righteous man who did everything right until he cheated on his wife because it turned out that he was in love with another woman, Bill’s and my mum. AH

You: Bill said he would save himself for marriage, and he would marry the right person. AH

Stranger: …Hux, how long ago was this? BS

Stranger: And you certainly didn’t make any such vow. BS

You: We had just finished high school. AH

You: No, but I’ve never gone beyond second base. AH

Stranger: Second base is a nebulous term. Depends on who you ask. BS

Stranger: I regret ever asking my father. He said it was the “Four F’s.” BS

You: What’s that? AH

Stranger: French, Fondle, Finger, Fuck. BS

You: Oh my God. AH

Stranger: I know. BS

Stranger: So, what does second base mean to you? BS

You: French. And maybe taking your shirt off, or your partner’s. But no touching their privates. AH

You: What does it mean to you? The “Four F’s”, too? AH

Stranger: Well, if you take F2 to mean clothes-on feeling up, or strictly above the waist without clothes. Clothes-off feeling up is more F3. BS

You: This can be so confusing. AH

You: Are there any other ways to… classify these acts? AH

Stranger: Bases are dumb. I think the furthest we’ve done is, uh… have we done any more than kissing? BS

You: I touched your pecs one, when we were in the pool. AH

You: It wasn’t sexual, though. AH

Stranger: I touched your butt once or twice during the kissing. BS

Stranger: …it fits nicely in my hand. Is that weird? BS

You: I don’t think so. I mean, your hands are huge, and my butt is not spectacular. AH

Stranger: I think it’s cute. You have a nice butt. BS

You: Oh. Thank you. AH

You: You’ve got nice pecs, but you already know that. AH

You: You’ve got the body of a Greek god. AH

Stranger: Hopefully you mean one like Apollo, and not Hephaestus. BS

Stranger: You know, I’ve noticed that little wiggle you do when we’ve been making out for a while. If you need some time to cool off, just say so. BS

You: Little wiggle? AH

Stranger: Yeah, you kind of move your hips around, but not in an on-purpose way. BS

You: Oh, dear. I’m sorry! AH

Stranger: No, I don’t mind, I just thought I should tell you, I won’t be offended if you need to get some air. BS

You: Thank you, Ben. AH

You: I really like kissing you. AH

Stranger: I like kissing you, too. BS

You: Hey, Ben? AH

Stranger: Yeah? BS

You: [Delay] Nothing. I was just thinking about Bill. AH

Stranger: …come on, you can tell me. BS

You: I’m just worried about him. AH

You: If Matt wants to go on a date with him, we’ll all have to hang out together first. The four of us. AH

Stranger: Of course. He’s probably going to realize why we’re all hanging out, but we won’t push them. BS

You: Yes. Bill will know what’s going on, too. AH

You: They’ll be free to decide if they want to keep seeing each other. AH

Stranger: I think they’ll get along. Matt’s a laid-back kind of guy. His idea of a good date is going to a museum, or staying in with a tv show. BS

You: That sounds nice. AH

Stranger: He’s happy just to spend time together. He won’t drag Bill out to some big crowded place unless he wants to go. BS

You: Well… AH

You: Bill and I went to a nightclub two or three times when we were in college. AH

Stranger: Oh? Tell me more. BS

You: The first time we went there wasn’t planned. I was a little sad, so we went for a walk at night… and we ended up there. AH

You: I’m still surprised they let us in because there was a dress code, and our clothes were fine. AH

Stranger: You always were a sharp dresser. BS
Nightclubs are so loud, I can’t even think when I’m in one. BS

You: Yeah, they’re loud. But when you lose yourself in the music… well. AH

You: You realise it’s not so bad. AH

Stranger: I didn’t know you liked dancing. BS

You: I do. AH
Bill and I took ballet classes, but we stopped when we were about to finish college. AH

Stranger: Ballet isn’t something I associate with clubs… I’d love to see you dance sometime, though. BS

You: I love dancing in general. AH
If you want to see me dance ballet, I’m afraid I’ve not danced in ages. AH

Stranger: I never really learned how to dance, I’m afraid. BS

You: We could try one of these days, if you want. AH

Stranger: Teach me how to dance. A waltz, maybe? BS

You: Yes. A waltz would be nice. AH

You: We might end up making out, though. AH

Stranger: I wouldn’t mind that, either. BS

You: And if I do that little wiggle? AH

Stranger: Then you can either take a break, or I’ll wiggle back. BS

You: Well… AH

Stranger: Hm? BS

You: It won’t hurt if you wiggle back. AH

Stranger: And maybe after the dance lesson, we could try a little more touching? BS

You: With our clothes on? AH

Stranger: With as much as you want to wear or take off. BS

Stranger: I think I’m ready for more than you are, so I’ll let you set the pace here. BS

You: Have you been with someone before? AH

Stranger: No. BS

You: How far would you like to go? AH

Stranger: I’m ready for more, Hux. I just don’t want to make you feel rushed. BS

You: I want to wait for sex. AH

You: But, you’ve touched my butt. Now it’s my turn. AH

Stranger: You can touch anything you want, love. BS

You: Then I might touch your butt one of these days. AH

Stranger: Don’t forget the pecs. 😉 BS

You: I definitely won’t forget about your pecs. AH

You: Or your 8 pack. AH

Stranger: They make a very good pillow. BS

You: I know. AH

You: You’re very comfortable. AH

Stranger: I love how you snuggle up and lay on me, you know. It’s comforting. BS

You: You really think so? AH

Stranger: Yeah, I do. BS

You: You’re sweet. AH

You: I’m glad you feel comfortable with me. AH

Stranger: It’s just really calming, listening to you breathe. Which sounds weird, but yeah. BS

You: I don’t think it’s weird, Ben. AH

You: I feel the same way with you. AH

Stranger: You’re ridiculously sweet. BS

You: Only with you. AH

You: I’m your boyfriend. AH

Stranger: My favorite person in the whole world. BS

You: Aw, Ben. AH

Stranger: I really do wanna spend my whole life with you. BS

You: Ben… AH

You: Do you really mean that? AH

Stranger: I do. And someday soon, I’m going to find the perfect way to ask you. BS

You: [Delay] I love you, Ben Solo. AH

Stranger: I love you too, Hux. BS

Stranger: Every single bit of you. The freckles on your nose, that little cowlick in your hair, the way you scrunch your shoulders when you laugh… BS

You: I feel like I can’t breathe. AH

You: You’re going to make me blush. AH

Stranger: Shh, you’re adorable. BS

You: So are you. AH

Stranger: You know what I really love? BS

You: What? AH

Stranger: That itty bitty little noise you make when I rub your back. BS

You: Oh, dear, I make a noise? AH

Stranger: The tiniest little sigh. BS

You: It’s your fault. You’re very good when you rub my back. AH

Stranger: Well, I like doing it because you seem so happy. BS

You: It does make me feel happy. AH

You: Um, Ben? AH

Stranger: Yeah? BS

You: A moment ago you said we could try a little more touching. AH

Stranger: Yes? BS

You: Maybe we could try giving massages to each other? AH

Stranger: That sounds like a wonderful way to spend an evening. BS

You: I’ll get some sweet-scented oils, then. AH

You: And I’ll have a few candles ready. AH

Stranger: How romantic… You’re really going all out for this, huh? BS

You: I was this to be perfect. AH

You: Everything has to be perfect. You deserve it. AH

Stranger: It’ll be perfect as long as you’re there. BS

You: I hope so, Ben. AH

Stranger: I love you. Just relax and enjoy our night. BS

You: I’ll try. AH

Stranger: I’ll bring some scented lotion, okay? BS

You: Okay! AH

You: I’ll have candles and flowers ready. AH

Stranger: …calm down, sweetheart. You’re adding on more every time. BS

You: I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I just want this to be perfect. AH

Stranger: All I need is you. BS

You: But, Ben. AH

Stranger: I promise, Hux. You’re more than enough. BS

You: Okay. AH

You: Okay. I’ll try to relax. AH

Stranger: Just breathe, okay? You got this far without any fancy dates. BS

You: Well, yeah. AH

You: I guess that the fact that you want us to spend the rest of our lives together should be enough to keep me calm. AH

Stranger: I want to be grouchy old men who feed the birds in the park together. BS

You: Bill says that I’ll wear the same sweaters when I’m old. AH

You: He also says that you’ll probably still have beautiful hair. AH

Stranger: I’ll be one of those old guys with a rockin’ silver ponytail and a full head of hair. BS

Stranger: And you’ll be my dapper husband in cozy professor sweaters with elbow patches. BS

Stranger: (brb)

You: You’ll always be sexy. AH

Stranger: …sexy? I think that’s the first time I’ve heard you call me that. BS

You: Oh, uh, I’ve always thought you’re sexy. AH

Stranger: Aww, babe. BS

You: You are! AH

Stranger: Well, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. I’ve never thought I was anything special. BS

Stranger: You, on the other hand, are utterly gorgeous. BS

You: You’ve got to be joking. Everyone I know thinks you’re handsome, Ben. AH

You: … I’m not gorgeous. AH

Stranger: You’re beautiful. Eyes like a winter sea, eyelashes like stained glass, a piano player’s graceful hands… BS

You: … You really are in love with me. AH

Stranger: I am. Completely. Without a doubt. BS

You: I adore you, Ben. AH

Stranger: I’ll see you tonight, sweetheart. BS

You: Of course, handsome. AH

You: I’ll have everything ready. AH

Stranger: Stop, I’m blushing. BS

You: Why are you blushing, gorgeous? AH

Stranger: When you say things like that… BS

You: But it’s true. AH

You: I love your eyes. Your face. Your hair. Your perfect body. Your hands. AH

Stranger: I’m all yours, love. BS

Stranger: (time for me to sleep, but this was so cute <3)

Stranger has disconnected.