“Do you want the remains of your helmet back?” Hux asked conversationally over breakfast.
Kylo raised an eyebrow at him, but it was accompanied by a fond smile.
The transition to living full-time in the Supreme Leader’s quarters, ostensibly under duress, had been surprisingly successful for them both.
Hux’ health was massively improved by being forced to take two meals a day in Kylo’s presence, and they’d both found the post-orgasmic morning haze to be the ideal time to discuss military matters. They’d be back at one another’s throats by evening, but a second round of good food and physical release mellowed their tempers quite effectively.
If only they’d realised that years ago, what a power couple they could have been. But Hux hadn’t had what he needed then.
“You still have that?” Kylo asked in reply. “Why?”
“You should be careful what you leave lying around, darling, especially something with so much blood, sweat, and hair caught up in it.” Hux chided gently. He was turning a piece of meat on his fork as if it was the most interesting thing in the world. “There’s a reason stormtroopers follow such strict rules about equipment care.”
“Is it because you’re obsessed with squeaky clean aesthetics?” Kylo grinned.
Hux shivered as the Force drift over his backside like fingers, Kylo clearly trying to remind him that last night had been anything but squeaky clean.
The day before they’d finally gotten the all clear on their sexual health checks – a long process because of the questionable medical care Kylo had received in his years with the Knights of Ren – and they’d celebrated throughout the night without any kind of barrier between them.
Kylo’s seed still lingered all over Hux’ skin. He’d leave it there as long as he could. A reminder of his victory.
“Safety is not a matter of aesthetics, Kylo. You of all people should know what a witch can do to you with just a few drops of bodily fluids.”
There was a moment of silence before Kylo howled with laughter.
“Witches?! Do you really believe in witches?!” He asked in clear tones of disbelief once he finally had his amusement under control. “The Force is a real, the Force is what makes the galaxy function, but it is not witchcraft! I never knew Imperials were so backwards! Where did you learn such nonsense?”
“There are many witches on Arkanis,” Hux replied flatly. He nibbled away a piece of the meat, rolling it across his tongue for a moment before he went on. “A witch could easily win your affections with a little old blood and a few hairs. With your sweat they can control your temper. Fresh semen and they can own your heart for as long as you live. Given willingly and you’d be their slave.”
They sat in silence while Hux finished his meal. Kylo had finished eating sometime ago, but he didn’t seem interested in leaving the table.
“You know, Kylo, I don’t think the title of Supreme Leader really suits you,” Hux said as he pushed away his plate and stepped around the table. He pressed Kylo casually back in his seat, making space to climb into his lap. “I think it would be better for the Order if I took that role, and you took one more suited to your skills. How does Concubine sound to you?”
Kylo smiled easily as he ran his hands over Hux’ sides. “As long as you stop this nonsense about witchcraft, it sounds entirely reasonable to me.”
“And the traditional Concubine’s mode of dress – nudity at all times – you’re happy with that too?”
Jesus, finally I get around to posting (almost) all of the remaining @huxloween pieces! Life has been crazy this last month so I hope you excuse the lateness 😦
Ok here we go again. Thank you all that have given me such positive feedback….I’m still not sure if I’m going to get more backlash but I’ll try this one more time thanks to your kind and encouraging words. I can’t thank you beautiful people enough. Since I deleted my last post and didn’t save what was said I’ll just redo it here:
Due to recent intensely traumatic events, I lost my one and only kitty Lina last week. It’s very difficult to adjust to having no one at home when I go home. My home is basically a shell of a place without her. I’m sure those of you who have lost pets understand the devastating loss and complete and utter loneliness that takes place when this happens. That’s why I want two kitties instead of one. That’s why for my mental health and overall health I need two kitties. That way when something happens like this again I can still have another kitty to love on and not be so alone. I’m not pushing people or trying to force people into helping me. Nor am I so broke that I wouldn’t be able to give the shelter kitties the home that they need. I just would appreciate any assistance if any of you want to help out. I want to make sure I am clear as possible when I say yes I have a job, yes I have an apartment and yes, in the next month or so I will be able to give the new kitties a home they deserve. That being said ALL I am asking is for help with their adoption fees, vet expenses, and supplies. If you want to donate to the cause, I assure you I will be thrilled and shocked. If you would rather signal boost, that’s great too! If you would prefer commissions, don’t hesitate to pm me about it and I can see what I can do after I get most of the KBB stuff done. If you don’t feel comfortable helping, that’s ok too. I am in no way going to be upset if you decide you just can’t help out. This is ONLY for people who are wanting and willing to help. Because I got backlash on Discord I’m not going to post it there. You guys can post it there if you wish but I’d rather not do it personally and risk getting into more confrontations. Thank you again for all of your support. My Lina was my life and my love. All funds will go directly to the kitties. I will even post pictures all over Tumblr showing them once I do get them. That way you guys will see just where your money went. Thank you again from the bottom of my heart.
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