TechieHux

thesunandoceanblue:

I deleted the ask but this is for @demideerling
who asked for gingerdarkpilot or whatever if called. I know this isn’t exactly what you asked for but maybe I’ll do a little follow up.

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Poe had been called into General Hux’s office. It wasn’t the first time. The general often called him in when Lord Ren was away. Apparently he needed something on the side when his lover was absent.

It was always a quick, dirty fuck and nothing ever left Hux’s office. Hux was ready for him every time Poe was requested. He showed little emotion and the only way Poe knew he was satisfying the general is that he was still being called back.

However, when Poe was granted access to the office he was met with a different sight.

Ren was there.

He was sitting in Hux’s chair and Hux was nestle in his lap. Neither of them were paying attention to Poe; Hux was cooing over the Knight, stroking his face and murmuring things Poe couldn’t hear. Ren’s arms wrapped possessively around Hux, glowering a little less than usual.

Then Ren looked up and the colour drained from Poe’s face.

Ren knew.

“Commander Dameron,” Hux said, startling Poe out of his internal panic. “Do sit. We have much to discuss.”

Poe didn’t move. He eyed the way Ren tensed when Hux shifted. His brows pulled down and his grip tightened. Hux leant back against Ren’s chest and tilted his head to kiss Ren’s chin. “Darling, I’m just sitting up.”

Ren allowed this but kept a protective arm around Hux. His gaze snapped back to Poe, eyes cold. Poe shivered.

“I said sit, Dameron,” Hux repeated.

Poe did as he was told. He’d never been very good at that but he knew the stakes right now. They weren’t good.

Ren said something in Hux’s ear, just low enough that Poe could only make out his name. He knew Ren could have used the Force to communicate–or something along those lines. But he didn’t. He wanted to set Poe on edge. He was playing games.

Poe should have seen this coming.

“It’s come to my attention that you’ve been having fun with my lover,” Ren said, voice low and sharp, even without his helmet. He tilted his head in his signature way, eyes narrowing. “Do you deny it, Commander Dameron?”

“Ah. No. No, I don’t deny it. Let me explain how–”

“There’s no need.”

“Uh?”

“Commander, I don’t care who my lover fucks. If he wants to opens his legs to those beneath him I have to objection. Judgement, perhaps.” Ren received an elbow to his ribs and in retaliation, squeezed Hux’s waist. “I know he’s mine and he’ll always belong to me.”

Ren grew distracted, it appeared. He ducked his head to nip at Hux’s ear, purring deep in his chest.

“What Ren means to say is that he can hardly get mad when he’s chasing down all the young, pretty officers.” Hux smirked at Poe, as if they were in on the joke. “He likes fucking them because they all think he’s a sex god.”

“I am,” Ren said lowly. “Among other things.”

“Of course.”

“I still come back and make you scream night after night.”

“You’re gifted with a large prick. That doesn’t mean you’re gifted when it actually comes to sex.”

“So,” Poe began, wincing when their eyes snapped back to him, “if you didn’t bring me here to, well, you know, kill me for sleeping with the General… then why am I here?”

Ren still ignored him, moving to Hux’s neck and teasing him with nips and licks and wet kisses. Hux just tilted his head to the side, wearing an almost amused expression. “Ren was generous enough to consider inviting you to play with us.”

“I…”

“Won’t that be fun, Dameron? Ren can show you just how I like to be fucked… maybe you can have a turn to.”

“Fucking you or having him fuck me?”

“Both if you’re that eager.”

Ren lifted his head enough to murmur, “Look at that, he’s already considering it.” His hand slid down between Hux’s legs, cupping the General through his trousers. Hux exhaled quietly, blinking slowly.

Poe looked away.

“Dameron, we don’t have all day,” Hux said.

“He thinks it’s a trick,” Ren said. “He has so little faith in us.”

“Shame… it could have been great.”

“Wait,” Poe said, sitting up straighter. “I haven’t said no. Not yet. I’m just weighing my options. I need to think about–”

“Yes or not, pilot.”

“Yes.”

Hux and Kylo shared a look, both smirking, both cunning. “Excellent,” Hux said, mostly to Kylo. “Now, do come here and show Ren what a wonderful mouth you have.”