Ren’s mouth is fire and Hux is a forest, bending so easily with his husband’s – he trembles involuntarily, husband’s- silent instruction.
Hux isn’t sure what he expected, surly not this. Certainly not Ren’s warmth or his benevolent demeanour; this can’t last.
They part after what feels like an eternity to the cheers of those gathered. It leaves Hux swaying on his feet, Ren’s hand locked around his left wrist. To keep me from putting a bolt in his chest, Hux thinks, dizzy with anxiety, dizzy from that kiss. He’s keenly aware of the blaster at his hip.
Hux startles when Ren chuckles, remembering too late his ability to sense (or was it read) minds.
From ‘and if you bend, I’ll break you’ by saalem. I am weak for arranged marriage au.
Commissioned from the talented @elviscl
Thank you 😊
TechieHux 