Techie cries with his arms over his eyes because his first instinct is to shield them from harm. Have a nice day.

Sarah holds techie close, “oh my poor sweetheart” she kisses the top of his head. “I’m so sorry you’ve gone through so much hell…. but I love you just the same, if not more.”

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Techie melts into her embrace, grateful. “Th-thank you, Sarah. Dragging all this n-nasty stuff up makes me feel like sh-shit. I don’t want to think about the p-past anymore!” He clutches at her as though his life depends on it.

“Anywhere is good, but Endor s-sounds awesome!” He takes Sarah’s hands in his and kisses her palms. “What kind of dress do y-you want?” Techie’s overactive imagination is already supplying a few ideas, but he’d rather hear what Sarah has to say.

The praise is like a drug to his sex-addled mind. He could cum just from light petting and his sweet brother’s even sweeter words. Techie’s entire world had narrowed down to Armitage’s cock between his lips, and when he pulls away, Techie follows blindly after to kitten-lick his slick length once more, dazed.

“Please do,” he gasps, eyes blown open wide. Techie stands up to his full height and clings to Hux, arms thrown around his neck. He’d rather not separate from Hux for even one minute, but if it means they’ll get to move to the bed…

The towel is swiped off the rack quickly and Techie wraps them both up to seep up the excess water.