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The first time it happened was at the very end of a strategy meeting with High Command. Hux was the last to leave the room apart from the Supreme Leader. When he deactivated the official recorder, slid his chair back and rose, so did Kylo, and when Hux muttered ‘Excuse me’ and walked past Kylo, Kylo stopped him with a hand on his arm and said, “That was a successful meeting. I want to suck your sweet little cock. I think you discredited Grand Admiral Delayn rather effectively. Good afternoon, General,” and walked out.

Hux stood still as a rock. Had he heard the Supreme Leader correctly?

No, he decided. It was his own fatigue-addled brain deluding him. He needed a good night’s sleep.

The second time was on the bridge in the middle of beta shift. Kylo Ren walked in and everyone’s attention fixed steadfastly on their consoles. Hux looked round when Peavey and Opan both snapped to attention.

“Ah! Supreme Leader.” Hux stood straighter and smarmed. “To what do we owe the honour of your presence on the bridge?”

“Give me a status update on repairs to The Supremacy,” demanded Kylo, standing close and speaking in a low voice “and imagine how it would feel to have my thick forefinger slip into your tight, hot hole and wiggle around while my tongue teases under your balls. Will she be ready by the end of the month or should I summon The Conqueror from the Unknown Regions instead?”

“Uh?” said Hux, looking around nervously in case anyone was staring, open mouthed, at the Supreme Leader’s filthy words, but Peavey and Opan were not even looking in their direction and no other being was within earshot. “Um, I’ll be—“ Hux faltered. “I mean she’ll be ready for you, Supreme Leader.”

The third time it happened, Hux began to question his senses. He was in a hangar, conducting an inspection of stormtrooper reinforcements who had just arrived on transports from one of the star destroyers that was fit only for salvage. The Supreme Leader, black cloak swirling around him as he moved, was preparing to take his TIE-Silencer out from the same hangar, but stopped to watch. Hux felt the hair on his neck prickle under Kylo Ren’s intense scrutiny. As he addressed the rank and file, he became aware that the Supreme Leader had approached and now stood beside him. This was unprecedented: Kylo Ren had never shown any interest at all in human resource management.

“Did you have a particular message for our new stormtroopers, Supreme Leader?” Hux asked, certain that the Supreme Leader would refuse. Instead, Kylo Ren stepped forward and spoke.

“I am sure you are all perfectly well trained soldiers and intend to serve well. I want to bury my face in his sweet ass until he begs for my huge cock. Be warned: serving the Supreme Leader and his General directly is no easy task. Do not fail us.”

Hux gaped at Kylo Ren, puce-cheeked and unable to form words. The Supreme Leader frowned at him.

“What?”

Hux composed himself and saluted the stormtroopers then dismissed them. They saluted back in unison and the clacking plastoid drowned out everything else. Everything except for Kylo Ren’s voice. “I want to see your face when you beg me to let you come.”

Kylo Ren walked back to his fighter and climbed into the cockpit. Hux left the hangar with his mind in turmoil.

In his private medbay, his private medidroid delivered Hux the bad news: he was fine. There were no auditory processing problems, no sign of the aftereffects of recent brain trauma and he tested negative for all known hallucinogens. Whatever Hux was hearing, however disturbing, had to be real. To gather evidence either for or against his impending breakdown, Hux took to wearing a listening device under his collar.

The fourth time, he was prepared. He scurried off from a meeting in which Kylo Ren had made some extremely lewd remarks that left Hux unwilling to stand up to address the gathered members of High Command, and wrote down what the Supreme Leader had said from memory.

“I agree with General Hux’s assessment of the situation. I can barely resist touching his tiny butt. We should reinforce our fleet in the inner rim and I desperately want to bend him over this table right now and shove my tongue in his rim. I sense that there will be resistance in some regions so I will tell him how much I want to hear him moan with his cock in my mouth. I bet I can take it all. Hux? General?”

He’d mumbled something that had been taken as agreement and dismissal, then bolted for his private suite.

Once alone, with fingers that fumbled, he plugged the listening device into his datapad and played the audio file.

“I agree with General Hux’s assessment of the situation. We should reinforce our fleet in the inner rim. I sense that there will be resistance in some regions. Hux? General?”

The thought of what he had to do next terrified him, but there was no alternative that he could see. the medidroids were no help if it was not a medical issue. He would have to go to the one person who could see what was going on inside his head. Hux pushed both hands through his hair, jammed his cap on his head, grabbed his transcription and the datapad with the listening device still plugged in and set off for the Supreme Leader’s chambers.

Kylo Ren admitted him and looked at him quizzically. “What’s wrong, general? I have never seen you so agitated. Maybe if I hugged him he’d calm down.”

“Kylo!” Hux held up his hand. “Stop playing with me. You—“

“So upset! Not like him at all. Maybe if I just move closer and pat his butt.”

Hux stopped and stared.

“What did you just say, Kylo? I heard… but your lips… not move…”

Hux held out the meeting transcript in his own best handwriting and pressed the control to play the audio file. Kylo Ren took them, read and listened and dropped both items as if he’d been scalded.

“Stars, Hux! I had no idea I was sending those thoughts to you.”

“No idea?” Hux was livid. “I’ve been in torture for two days! I thought I was delusional! And all this time you’ve been… You’ve been…”

“Thinking about how nice your ass looks in those tight pants and wishing you would take them off for me?”

“I saw your lips move that time,” Hux pointed at Kylo’s face.

“Is that better?” asked Kylo. “Me saying it out loud?”

Hux nodded. “That way I know it’s real. You and not the temptation of my own stupid fantasies.”

“So you have fantasies about me?” Kylo noticeably relaxed at Hux’s admission. “You’ve heard mine already. If you feel like telling me yours and maybe giving in to temptation,” Kylo said, leaning forward with a smile and taking Hux’s hand, “bedroom’s through here.”