Author: techiehux

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temptedbythelight:

techiehux:

“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.

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“It’s not… It’s n-not fine.” There’s still that fire in his eyes, like he could shoot a laser out of them and turn a cartoony villain into a pile of ash. But life didn’t work that way, and Nao’s words were wise beyond her years. Most people are cruel, and in the vast depths of space, it was easy to feel alone. There was often nobody on your side.

“My friend M-Matt, the one who can help you, he’s r-really strong and got a powerful f-friend. If I ever see one of th-the assh- uh, jerks who hurt you, I’m going to send him after th-them!” Even though he’s dead serious, the thought of Matt always puts a soft, lovestruck look on his face. His cheeks color and he lets himself drop to lay face-down on the bed again. It was too dark to see him blush, probably, but better safe than sorry.

“And anyway,” he adds, muffled somewhat by the pillow, “Helping others isn’t a waste of t-time. It never is.”

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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.

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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 afraid of me?” – NSFW Sex Slave Starters

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smallbeanfromspace:

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smallbeanfromspace:

Mitaka whimpers softly and looks up at the man. He didn’t look very frightening compared to his last master. He was afraid of most people after him though. Mitaka nods quickly and closes his eyes tightly, expecting to get hit.

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Techie huffs at the slaver, eyes narrowed, assuming his tough-as-nails Alpha persona built specifically for his missions. “That’s my omega you’re eyeing up like a piece of meat,” he growls, speaking slowly and deep to mask the effort it takes to tame his stutter. The slaver rolls his eyes and gestures towards the line-up:

Five terrified Omegas waiting to be snatched up by some ruthless, cruel alpha who cares nothing about them. They’ll be treated like nothing but toys for the rest of their lives unless they’re freed!

Techie nudges Dopheld. “Pick one for yourself, sweetheart.” It makes him physically sick to take on this role, but it’s necessary.

Mitaka hums and leans lightly against Techie as he pretends to appraise the slaves but secretly just wanting to be closer to his alpha. “How about this one?” He says gesturing to one of the slaves.

It was a slight young woman with fearful brown eyes, who nearly choked on her spit when Mitaka singled her out. “Good choice,” Techie agrees, wrapping an around around his waist. “Now, for me…” 

He watches each remaining slave, heart aching for them. How he wishes he could free them all! But by exercising caution now, Techie could go on and free even more people later without the sharp eyes of suspicion on his back.

“I like this one!” The omega he chooses is a big, tall man with tattoos all over him. He’s far from a stereotypical omega, and Techie feels a surge of kinship. He’s far from a stereotypical alpha, as well.

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alpha-hux:

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That delicious moan went straight to Techie’s cock and he shivered with intense arousal. He tried to play it off as having felt a sudden chill from the vents in the ceiling, wrapping his arms around himself.

No. Way.

Armitage, he’d- Oh God. Techie was a hair’s breadth away from jumping his twin and smashing their lips together. But that couldn’t- he would never- Fuck.

He knew Armitage was still aroused, and yet he abused his trust by taking advantage of that vulnerability just so he could rut on his brother like some wild beast. There’s no way out of it. Techie is fucked.

“Yes! Sure!” Techie blurts out in response, instead of questioning what the hell had just happened. Ignoring the grinding and the moan would smooth over the situation, he hoped. Denial worked best.

Definitely more excited than he had any right to be, his eyes flash the brightest, most vivid blue they’ve ever been, sparkling attractively as if to suck his twin into them and keep him captive. Hux was probably asking as a joke, but damn if Techie didn’t want this with every fiber of his being!

“Yeah. Yes.” Hux replied, hands shaking as he started removing his clothes. He paused when he got to his underwear, his cock still half hard within its confines.

Fuck. He would just ignore it. They both knew what Hux had been doing when Techie interupted anyway.

Finally getting the courage, he slipped out of his underwear, tossing it aside and brushing past Techie to turn on the shower.

His face was beet red as he tried not to look at his twin, hoping he was right that Techie was ok with this. Otherwise his twin would look at him with disgust. He wouldn’t be able to handle that.

“The water is warm, are you going to undress?” He asked, avoiding eye contact.

Stunned to stupidity by Hux’s long, elegant legs and gorgeous cock, Techie willed himself to respond in the most disaffected tone he could muster, “Yeah, h-hold on.” He let his pants slide off his thin hips, and the appealing rosy tint to his skin can be easily blamed on the warm steam from the spray. There wasn’t much else to take off unless he peeled off his own skin, so that left the brothers both naked and vulnerable in the small space.

Techie smiled kindly, inwardly about to have a breakdown, as he brushed past Armitage to get under the water, eyes closed and tilting his face up towards the spray, lips slightly parted. His length filled out a little at the thought of his twin gazing at him with desire… but it was only a fantasy. That could never happen.

He turned back and took hold of Hux’s hand in his own, coaxing him forward lest he suddenly laugh it off and leave him all alone under the warm water (yet feeling cold without him.)

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4. What’s the best sex you’ve ever had?

I… would rather not answer this. Jealousies might flare up…

25. Describe your nipples in too much detail.

Round and pink, with small areolas. They pebble up very easily and show through thin fabrics, especially when I’m cold or turned on! 

41. 

How do you feel about BDSM?

I’m not totally sure what BDSM involves, so my opinion is pretty much “???”

I think the power-play is hot, and some of the riskier kinks are too, but on the whole it reminds me too much of actually getting abused (and of the fucked-up kinks I’ve gotten into as a result.)

54. Describe how you like your genitals to be touched.

Teasing touches, light and slick, until I’m begging for more…

55. How sensitive are your nipples? Does nipple play turn you on?

I’m very, very sensitive there. A few times, I’ve cum just from having them sucked on (>///<) So, a resounding “Yes!!” to nipple play!

73. Do you enjoy being rimmed?

HOLY SHIT YES. (It’s my all-time favorite!)

77. (Prostate-owners) Have you ever received a prostate massage?

Not yet, but I’d kill for one! 

[T3CH13N1C1@N posted at 4:12PM]

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“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.

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Techie rounded the corner into the lounge and nearly dropped the two drinks he was holding. If he’d spilled them on the only fancy-ish pair of clothes he owned (a navy-blue buttoned-up shirt and a pair of black cargo shorts) it would be a disaster! 

But the sight of Kylo Ren in full get-up, waiting patiently for Techie, as if this was a date…! His knees went weak, but no way he’d chicken out now. Depending on how this meeting went, he might end up with a real date!! Thank goodness the lounge was empty save for a droid or two; that way nobody could see Techie wobble over to him on shaky legs with red cheeks.

“Kylo! H-hi! I, um, b-brought you some caf…” Realizing that the helmet blocked his mouth, Techie broke into a cold sweat and his eyes widened. “Oh! Uh, y-your helmet! I sh-should’ve remembered…”