Fiou! This 3 sentence fic took off and it clocked in at almost 2k. Hope you like it and thanks for the prompt! ❤
Be There – Clyde x Stensland – 1,857 words
Summary: Clyde and Stensland haven’t seen each other in two months. Stensland’s
visit isn’t quite the happy reunion as they both struggle with what it
means to be in a long-distance relationship.
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars Sequel Trilogy, Star Wars Episode VIII: The Last Jedi Rating: Explicit Relationships: Armitage Hux/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Armitage Hux/Kylo Ren Characters: Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Armitage Hux, The Long Suffering Finalizer Personnel, Matt the Radar Technician Additional Tags: Hux is as Self-Aware as a Rock, Crack Treated Seriously, Therapy, Anal Sex, Post-Star Wars: The Last Jedi, Identity Porn, Virgin Kylo Ren, Slow Burn
Summary: The new Supreme Leader goes to group therapy.
HAPPY SUNDAY! Here is my first fic of 2018. Please enjoy this story where Kylo Ren goes to group therapy dressed as Matt the Radar Technician and Hux spies on him like the sneaky, conniving little monster he is. Also they bone eventually.
“No,” Phasma said, tipping back her head as she shook the last few drops of cola onto her tongue. Ben frowned at her, then reached into the shade beside his hip and offered her his own unopened can, still cool enough to have condensation clinging to the surface. Phasma took it with a smile, cracking it open and downing half of it in two gulps.
“Maybe,” she said.
“I.. well…”
Phasma played with the pull tag as Ben pulled at his laces, catching it under her nail, making it ring with her impatience.
“I like Hux.”
“I’m shocked.”
Ben looked up at Phasma and she shrugged, taking another drink.
“I don’t know what do do…” Ben said, miserably.
“Tell him.”
“I can’t tell him, what if he doesn’t like me back?”
“Don’t tell him.”
Ben looked positively annoyed with her now.
“And how does that help?”
“It doesn’t,” she said, finishing off Ben’s can and crushing it between her hands. “But at least I don’t have to hear you complain about it.”
She tossed the crushed can onto the grass at her feet as Hux came round the corner, greeting them in turn. He ignored the blush that came up on Ben’s face as Phasma reached up to him with grabby hands, and he reached into his bag to pull out a can of orange soda, freshly purchased from the vending machine and ice cold. Phasma grinned as she took it, climbing to her feet to vacate her spot for Hux to take as they did every lunch time.
“Thanks Hux,” she said as Hux threw down his backpack and sat down beside a Ben that was watching Hux’s shoes. “By the way, Ben has something to tell you.”
Hux turned to look at Ben at the same time that Ben’s head snapped up, a mingled look of fear and fury on his face. Phasma gave him a blindingly bright smile as she started on Hux’s drink and headed to her meeting. Maybe by the time it finished there’d be no more secrets to be kept.
You’ve all been waiting for it, and here it is! Volume 2 of the Great Kylux Wank Rec List, as recommended by you, esteemed fic readers. A couple of recs are my own. This list is a little shorter than Volume 1, purely because there were enough new contributions to make yet another list, so there will be two more after this!
Volume 2: “Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough”
Power games, BDSM, and a bit of rough stuff. Roughly.
Which fics does the kylux fandom like to get off to? The question was posed, and there were so many submissions that there will be not one, but three wank rec lists! They will be spaced a few weeks apart so nobody masturbates themselves to death. A couple of the recs are my own, but the rest are from you, the people of the kylux fandom.
Volume 1: “Cookies and Cream”
These are fics that feature mostly vanilla sex, but this is kylux we’re talking about, so of course there are delicious chocolatey bits mixed in. My categorising is as loose as a well-fucked butthole.
“I’m recovered,” he lies, ignoring the twisted feeling in his gut.
“Then consider it a vacation,” sneers Ren. He moves about the room in an agitated manner but Hux pays him no heed, still staring out at the lake. There are people there, far off. Skimmers bobbing along in the tide, lanterns hung on prows as they glide home in the settling darkness. He tries to imagine Ren among them, a child laughing happily alongside his parents, but the image won’t congeal.
“You never really fit, did you?” says Hux, entranced by the movement of the skimmers, small golden stars sprinkled in the ink-black water.
“Fit where?”
“Anywhere they put you.”
And then Ren is beside him, echoed over Hux’s shoulder in the transparisteel. The little lights of the boats fill his reflection, as though he’s swallowed them and let them burn within his belly. There is a long moment in which Hux can see him as he must have been, young and brash and too big and too much and at the same time never enough, and then Ren’s mouth moves, and the image is shattered.
“No.” He turns away, “I didn’t.” he says, striding toward the vaulted doorway. “I’m going to bed.”
You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You both like kylux.
Stranger: [modern au] Hux, do you think we should try and get your brother a date? BS
You: I don’t think so. That would be a bit forced, don’t you think? AH
Stranger: I mean, we could introduce him to some people. BS
You: We could. But, no blind dates or any of that. AH
You: Ben, why do you want Bill to get a date? AH
Stranger: He just seems… depressed when we’re together, you know? Like he’s lonely. BS
Stranger: I think if we set him up with a few casual meetings, he might at least get the courage to get out there by himself. BS
You: I don’t know, Ben. AH
You: What if those casual meetings are just people who want someone to shag? AH
Stranger: Trust me, I’ll vet them before I introduce them. BS
You: Mm. AH
You: I’ll have to meet them, too. AH
Stranger: You’ll like him. I’ve got a guy in mind. BS
You: What’s his name? AH
You: And what does he do for a living? AH
Stranger: His name is Matt, he works in IT, he’s a hobby woodworker, and he’s into all the same nerdy stuff as Bill. BS
You: So, he likes computers. Like Bill. AH
Stranger: Yeah. He’s kind of awkward, but he’s a really good guy. BS
You: Are you sure he’s single? AH
Stranger: I’m sure. He’s one of my best friends. BS
You: What was his last boyfriend or girlfriend like? AH
Stranger: …a long time ago. BS
Stranger: Just some college freshman thing. Nothing exciting. BS
You: All right. AH
You: Does he sleep around? AH
Stranger: No, he doesn’t. BS
You: You said he was awkward. Why? AH
Stranger: …he’s just awkward. Not the best at making conversation. Nerdy and eccentric. BS
You: Oh, well, you said he’s a good guy. AH
Stranger: Yeah, he is. I think Bill might really like him. BS
You: Maybe. AH
Stranger: Maybe is a start. BS
You: I’m still worried about Bill. AH
Stranger: What do you mean? BS
You: I don’t want anyone to break his heart or take advantage of him. AH
Stranger: Matt’s not going to shag him and leave. I promise. BS
You: Good. He better keeps his hands off Bill. AH
Stranger: Well, if Bill invites him to, you can’t hold Matt responsible. BS
Stranger: Your brother probably isn’t as innocent as you think. BS
You: I’m not saying he’s innocent, but he’s a virgin. AH
You: We’ve had that conversation before, Bill and I. AH
Stranger: …you have? If Rey tried to have that conversation with me, I’d die. BS
You: Why? AH
Stranger: I really don’t want to hear what she’s done with Finn, or Rose, or whichever of her friends she’s dating. BS
You: … That’s not how Bill and I had that conversation, but yeah, I see your point. AH
Stranger: What did you talk about, then? BS
You: [Delay] We were talking about our dad, first. A righteous man who did everything right until he cheated on his wife because it turned out that he was in love with another woman, Bill’s and my mum. AH
You: Bill said he would save himself for marriage, and he would marry the right person. AH
Stranger: …Hux, how long ago was this? BS
Stranger: And you certainly didn’t make any such vow. BS
You: We had just finished high school. AH
You: No, but I’ve never gone beyond second base. AH
Stranger: Second base is a nebulous term. Depends on who you ask. BS
Stranger: I regret ever asking my father. He said it was the “Four F’s.” BS
You: What’s that? AH
Stranger: French, Fondle, Finger, Fuck. BS
You: Oh my God. AH
Stranger: I know. BS
Stranger: So, what does second base mean to you? BS
You: French. And maybe taking your shirt off, or your partner’s. But no touching their privates. AH
You: What does it mean to you? The “Four F’s”, too? AH
Stranger: Well, if you take F2 to mean clothes-on feeling up, or strictly above the waist without clothes. Clothes-off feeling up is more F3. BS
You: This can be so confusing. AH
You: Are there any other ways to… classify these acts? AH
Stranger: Bases are dumb. I think the furthest we’ve done is, uh… have we done any more than kissing? BS
You: I touched your pecs one, when we were in the pool. AH
You: It wasn’t sexual, though. AH
Stranger: I touched your butt once or twice during the kissing. BS
Stranger: …it fits nicely in my hand. Is that weird? BS
You: I don’t think so. I mean, your hands are huge, and my butt is not spectacular. AH
Stranger: I think it’s cute. You have a nice butt. BS
You: Oh. Thank you. AH
You: You’ve got nice pecs, but you already know that. AH
You: You’ve got the body of a Greek god. AH
Stranger: Hopefully you mean one like Apollo, and not Hephaestus. BS
Stranger: You know, I’ve noticed that little wiggle you do when we’ve been making out for a while. If you need some time to cool off, just say so. BS
You: Little wiggle? AH
Stranger: Yeah, you kind of move your hips around, but not in an on-purpose way. BS
You: Oh, dear. I’m sorry! AH
Stranger: No, I don’t mind, I just thought I should tell you, I won’t be offended if you need to get some air. BS
You: Thank you, Ben. AH
You: I really like kissing you. AH
Stranger: I like kissing you, too. BS
You: Hey, Ben? AH
Stranger: Yeah? BS
You: [Delay] Nothing. I was just thinking about Bill. AH
Stranger: …come on, you can tell me. BS
You: I’m just worried about him. AH
You: If Matt wants to go on a date with him, we’ll all have to hang out together first. The four of us. AH
Stranger: Of course. He’s probably going to realize why we’re all hanging out, but we won’t push them. BS
You: Yes. Bill will know what’s going on, too. AH
You: They’ll be free to decide if they want to keep seeing each other. AH
Stranger: I think they’ll get along. Matt’s a laid-back kind of guy. His idea of a good date is going to a museum, or staying in with a tv show. BS
You: That sounds nice. AH
Stranger: He’s happy just to spend time together. He won’t drag Bill out to some big crowded place unless he wants to go. BS
You: Well… AH
You: Bill and I went to a nightclub two or three times when we were in college. AH
Stranger: Oh? Tell me more. BS
You: The first time we went there wasn’t planned. I was a little sad, so we went for a walk at night… and we ended up there. AH
You: I’m still surprised they let us in because there was a dress code, and our clothes were fine. AH
Stranger: You always were a sharp dresser. BS Nightclubs are so loud, I can’t even think when I’m in one. BS
You: Yeah, they’re loud. But when you lose yourself in the music… well. AH
You: You realise it’s not so bad. AH
Stranger: I didn’t know you liked dancing. BS
You: I do. AH Bill and I took ballet classes, but we stopped when we were about to finish college. AH
Stranger: Ballet isn’t something I associate with clubs… I’d love to see you dance sometime, though. BS
You: I love dancing in general. AH If you want to see me dance ballet, I’m afraid I’ve not danced in ages. AH
Stranger: I never really learned how to dance, I’m afraid. BS
You: We could try one of these days, if you want. AH
Stranger: Teach me how to dance. A waltz, maybe? BS
You: Yes. A waltz would be nice. AH
You: We might end up making out, though. AH
Stranger: I wouldn’t mind that, either. BS
You: And if I do that little wiggle? AH
Stranger: Then you can either take a break, or I’ll wiggle back. BS
You: Well… AH
Stranger: Hm? BS
You: It won’t hurt if you wiggle back. AH
Stranger: And maybe after the dance lesson, we could try a little more touching? BS
You: With our clothes on? AH
Stranger: With as much as you want to wear or take off. BS
Stranger: I think I’m ready for more than you are, so I’ll let you set the pace here. BS
You: Have you been with someone before? AH
Stranger: No. BS
You: How far would you like to go? AH
Stranger: I’m ready for more, Hux. I just don’t want to make you feel rushed. BS
You: I want to wait for sex. AH
You: But, you’ve touched my butt. Now it’s my turn. AH
Stranger: You can touch anything you want, love. BS
You: Then I might touch your butt one of these days. AH
Stranger: Don’t forget the pecs. 😉 BS
You: I definitely won’t forget about your pecs. AH
You: Or your 8 pack. AH
Stranger: They make a very good pillow. BS
You: I know. AH
You: You’re very comfortable. AH
Stranger: I love how you snuggle up and lay on me, you know. It’s comforting. BS
You: You really think so? AH
Stranger: Yeah, I do. BS
You: You’re sweet. AH
You: I’m glad you feel comfortable with me. AH
Stranger: It’s just really calming, listening to you breathe. Which sounds weird, but yeah. BS
You: I don’t think it’s weird, Ben. AH
You: I feel the same way with you. AH
Stranger: You’re ridiculously sweet. BS
You: Only with you. AH
You: I’m your boyfriend. AH
Stranger: My favorite person in the whole world. BS
You: Aw, Ben. AH
Stranger: I really do wanna spend my whole life with you. BS
You: Ben… AH
You: Do you really mean that? AH
Stranger: I do. And someday soon, I’m going to find the perfect way to ask you. BS
You: [Delay] I love you, Ben Solo. AH
Stranger: I love you too, Hux. BS
Stranger: Every single bit of you. The freckles on your nose, that little cowlick in your hair, the way you scrunch your shoulders when you laugh… BS
You: I feel like I can’t breathe. AH
You: You’re going to make me blush. AH
Stranger: Shh, you’re adorable. BS
You: So are you. AH
Stranger: You know what I really love? BS
You: What? AH
Stranger: That itty bitty little noise you make when I rub your back. BS
You: Oh, dear, I make a noise? AH
Stranger: The tiniest little sigh. BS
You: It’s your fault. You’re very good when you rub my back. AH
Stranger: Well, I like doing it because you seem so happy. BS
You: It does make me feel happy. AH
You: Um, Ben? AH
Stranger: Yeah? BS
You: A moment ago you said we could try a little more touching. AH
Stranger: Yes? BS
You: Maybe we could try giving massages to each other? AH
Stranger: That sounds like a wonderful way to spend an evening. BS
You: I’ll get some sweet-scented oils, then. AH
You: And I’ll have a few candles ready. AH
Stranger: How romantic… You’re really going all out for this, huh? BS
You: I was this to be perfect. AH
You: Everything has to be perfect. You deserve it. AH
Stranger: It’ll be perfect as long as you’re there. BS
You: I hope so, Ben. AH
Stranger: I love you. Just relax and enjoy our night. BS
You: I’ll try. AH
Stranger: I’ll bring some scented lotion, okay? BS
You: Okay! AH
You: I’ll have candles and flowers ready. AH
Stranger: …calm down, sweetheart. You’re adding on more every time. BS
You: I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I just want this to be perfect. AH
Stranger: All I need is you. BS
You: But, Ben. AH
Stranger: I promise, Hux. You’re more than enough. BS
You: Okay. AH
You: Okay. I’ll try to relax. AH
Stranger: Just breathe, okay? You got this far without any fancy dates. BS
You: Well, yeah. AH
You: I guess that the fact that you want us to spend the rest of our lives together should be enough to keep me calm. AH
Stranger: I want to be grouchy old men who feed the birds in the park together. BS
You: Bill says that I’ll wear the same sweaters when I’m old. AH
You: He also says that you’ll probably still have beautiful hair. AH
Stranger: I’ll be one of those old guys with a rockin’ silver ponytail and a full head of hair. BS
Stranger: And you’ll be my dapper husband in cozy professor sweaters with elbow patches. BS
Stranger: (brb)
You: You’ll always be sexy. AH
Stranger: …sexy? I think that’s the first time I’ve heard you call me that. BS
You: Oh, uh, I’ve always thought you’re sexy. AH
Stranger: Aww, babe. BS
You: You are! AH
Stranger: Well, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. I’ve never thought I was anything special. BS
Stranger: You, on the other hand, are utterly gorgeous. BS
You: You’ve got to be joking. Everyone I know thinks you’re handsome, Ben. AH
You: … I’m not gorgeous. AH
Stranger: You’re beautiful. Eyes like a winter sea, eyelashes like stained glass, a piano player’s graceful hands… BS
You: … You really are in love with me. AH
Stranger: I am. Completely. Without a doubt. BS
You: I adore you, Ben. AH
Stranger: I’ll see you tonight, sweetheart. BS
You: Of course, handsome. AH
You: I’ll have everything ready. AH
Stranger: Stop, I’m blushing. BS
You: Why are you blushing, gorgeous? AH
Stranger: When you say things like that… BS
You: But it’s true. AH
You: I love your eyes. Your face. Your hair. Your perfect body. Your hands. AH
Stranger: I’m all yours, love. BS
Stranger: (time for me to sleep, but this was so cute <3)
TechieHux 