It’s the Hux Twins, “Techie” and Armitage Hux. I drew them as I was brainstorming a story.
Author: techiehux
part two of “it takes two”. the next part will be the conclusion.
Techsma Headcanons
*After getting to know Phasma, Techie slowly falls in love with her
*They love going out on dates: karaoke, brunch, the movies, but most of all- swing dancing!
*Phasma shows Techie how to dance, and after practicing, they go out and dance. Hux is in the band, so he always feels proud of his brother when he watches him dance.
*Since Techie watched Hux give sax lessons, he began to understand how to play- with some help from Armie. Now he can serenade Phasma
*Pudge loves Techie also- whenever he comes into the room, Pudge meows hello at him and starts purring loudly.
*But most of all- Techie is now happy. Happy to be away from MaMa, happy to be reunited with Armie, and happy he’s in love with Phasma.
[Submitted by @lenina-phasma! These are wonderful! 😍]
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“F-first order of business: I have no interesting chatter from the s-security cams to report. I did just make a pun though,” Techie laughs before taking a sip of his caf. Deep breaths, boy. You can do this.
“Next item on the, um, l-list… I… want y-you to spar with me sometimes. Teach me a little f-fighting. Please! Obviously you can tell me f-fuck off and forget about it and I’ll leave you al-lone, but I want to be stronger so I’m n-not such a burden on Hux. He’s got enough to w-worry about without having a clumsy, inc-competent brother to look after.”
And if he could spend more time with Kylo Ren… well, Techie wouldn’t complain. Not even a little bit!
He shifted his weight from side to side, anxious for a response.
“Oh,” Kylo said, clearly surprised. “I don’t think sparring with me is the best idea. I don’t hold back. You’d just end up hurt.” He stopped his caf, and immediately regretted his response. Wouldn’t it mean he would have no reason to see this lovely mess of a person?
“I could train you instead, I suppose. If you’d like.”
His face lit up. “I- I would! Thank you! And… well, y-you’re right about the sparring! You’d toss me around l-like a ragdoll,” Techie grins, not really too put off by the idea. The thought of being tossed around (in a different context) makes him excited.
“I guess n-none of this needed to be said in person, huh? Honestly, I… r-really, um, enjoy your company.” He takes a sudden gulp of the caf as if to stop himself from giving a full-on confession.
Kylo gave Techie a surprised look, and then smiled slightly. “Really? Not many people seem to think that. I am glad you do, though.” The truth was, he enjoyed this nervous little man’s company, too. He couldn’t help but look forward to the training sessions.
“When do you want to start?”
“I h-have time. Now, I mean… but, er, if not just let m-me know when you’re av-available,” Techie says, carefully controlling his urge to melt into a puddle of starstruck red-head. The caf trembles a little in his hand.
Techie goes limp in his arms, practically pouting. He had hoped… well, it was a silly idea anyway. Skinny little techs don’t get to play hero and impress their powerful, higher-up brothers. With a disappointed groan of acknowledgement, he returns Hux’s hug. He means well.
Yet the seed of an idea begins to form…
“Are you sulking because I won’t allow you to die in battle?” Hux asked. It was endearing, really. “I doubt you would even like it. Besides, I need you here, don’t I? I barely ever go and fight in person. I mostly stay on the ships and command.”
“Y-yeah… You’ve got a point. I’ll be an easy target and end up d-dead two m-minutes in,” Techie admits, inwardly smiling about his brilliant plan. A pushover he might be, but Techie is a Hux as well, with all that entails.
He lets go of Hux right at the same time his datapad chimes with a notification.
He excuses himself a moment and skims it over, nearly jumping out of his skin when he realizes what the notice is about: his shift! Techie’s going to be late!!
“Shit!” he exclaims, and dives for his technician uniform.
“W-wait… Sarah? There’s something I h-have to say, first.” He shifts his weight from leg to leg, nervous. It’s too cold in the room without her warm skin up against him.
She turned on her heels and smiled. “What is baby?” She had to admit to herself, she was scared on the inside. What if he wanted to break up?
“I, um.” Techie froze, staring wide-eyed at his feet helplessly, like a malfunctioning droid. But he had to do this, had to say this! Techie gathers all the scattered atoms of courage he holds in his twiggy body, just enough to say:
“S-Sarah? Will you, uh, m-marry me? I don’t h-have a ring- but! I c-can get one!”
“F-Fuck… you look d-divine,” Techie gasps, hungry eyes taking in every detail of the feast before him; he accidentally squeezes the lube bottle too tight and only notices when it drips over his clenched fist. His cock throbs with need and stands a little straighter against his stomach as he kneels behind Kylo and parts his cheeks.
Techie slicks his fingers up and teases at Kylo’s entrance, slipping his fingertip inside and pushing it in, out, in, out; deeper, faster, adding another to open him up. All the while, Techie presses heated, open-mouth kisses all over his back, murmuring praise and encouragements, and grinds his erection slowly against Kylo’s leg as a promise of what’s to come.
“I’m far from it,” he grins. He can feel the bed shifting behind him as Techie moves closer. He can feel fingers soon after, teasing his tight hole before opening it up. He sucks in a small gasp of air when he first slides in a finger, but the noises after that are content purrs and slight moans.
It was rare that someone wanted to do anything but fuck and be done with it. Only a few ever even stayed the night. And none of them treated him like this. Techie was interested in Kylo’s pleasure as well as his own; usually it was one person taking and nothing more.
He didn’t know quite how to handle it but didn’t want him to stop. The deeper his fingers went the more Kylo moved, hips tilted and pushing back against Techie’s hand, still moaning into a pillow.
Encouraged by those sexy sounds that shot straight down to his cock, Techie soon finds Kylo’s sweet spot and taps it experimentally. He’s three fingers in and could probably try for another one… but that would be solely for Kylo’s enjoyment, since Techie isn’t that big. “Another one?” he asks, voice breathy, steadily drumming his fingertip against those sensitive nerves deep inside him; one, two, three. One, two, three.
He grinds his erection particularly hard against Kylo’s leg, eyes fluttering closed for a moment from the intense pleasure and near-unbearable ache between his legs. (Sort of as a gentle reminder that Kylo could have his length any time he wanted, and that Techie was getting a little desperate…) “Or… hah-! D’you want me?”
Why was this man so gorgeous, so perfect? Techie would be eager to stay in bed with him forever: kissing, whispering, moaning. Just the thought made his his heart leap in his chest! He was so close to saying something much too forward.
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