“I’d rather not do this right now.”
“Yeah, me too.” Kylo replied, turning away from his bed to face her, “me too.”
He knew from their previous meetings that she was unable to see his surroundings, and hopefully that meant she would be unable to see anyone else in the room with him also. All he had to do was keep his expression neutral.
“What’s wrong?”
“I don’t want to do this now any more than you do.”
Behind him, an indrawn breath, sharp, followed by a slow exhale, one that was scant distance from being a moan.
“You’re distracted.”
“You’re intruding.”
An obscene squelch, another cut off breath, and Kylo was grateful for the blood rushing to his groin only because it was keeping the blood from his face.
“So you are in the middle of something.”
“If I say yes, will you leave?”
A gasp, folding into a moan that wasn’t held back this time, underlined by the rustle of cloth like a body writhing on bedclothes.
“No.. but only because you want me to.”
“Of course you wouldn’t…”
The slap of flesh meeting flesh, growing more urgent until it became almost a tangible heat against Kylo’s back. He was desperate to turn around and bask in the glow of pale, flushed flesh, to taste salt-wet skin and brush hair darkened by sweat back from the temples it clung to- but he couldn’t turn his back on his enemy.
A crescendo cry, a desperate silence but for the beat of heels seeking purchase to bear out the crest, then panting. Kylo closed his eyes, head bowed and growled in frustration. When he lifted his head again, she was gone and the voice he heard next came from the bed behind him, sated and exhausted.
“I told you I wasn’t going to wait.”
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the softest sleep in someone’s arms // ~600 words
my 333 follower fic giveaway promt as requested by @kiriequickly (@techiehux): an indulgent fluffy Techie fic? I think that boy just needs love and pampering, tbh. (i hope you like it!)
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Techie was sitting on the back of the couch, pushed up against the viewport, looking out at the stars. He was softly humming something while his big brother Armitage was swiping something on a datapad. They had had a lunch together–Techie knew his brother would continue working without eating if he wasn’t here, so it was an indulgence for them both; getting to spend time together during work hours.
And Techie knew very well, that Armitage always insisted on fresh produce to be delivered for these meals, letting Techie have the best pieces, whether it was fruit or fish.
After Techie had been rescued, Armitage had taken all his accumulated leave to spend time together, to help him heal. They had almost two months on Arkanis together; fishing on reading on some days, taking walks through the forests and along the many rivers. It was there, that Techie first saw Matt. After that it didn’t take long for Matt to show up again and again at their house, the old Hux estate.
Armitage had definitely run a background check on Matt, and probably had him followed, most likely threatened before letting him in Techie’s life. He could only admire his brother’s protectiveness over him.
Leaning away from the viewport, Techie shifted along the back of the couch until he was next to Armitage. Sliding down, he nestled right next to Armitage, taking his greatcoat from where it was tossed over the couch and using it as a blanked.
“You know I still have half a shift left. I’ll need it.” But there was nothing hard or unforgiving in the voice, just softness and Techie knew that the greatcoat would be staying right here with him.
“I like it more.” Techie said, pulling the black gaberwool fabric over his head and pushing at Armitage’s hand so he could lie down with his head in Armitage’s lap. When his brother started running a hand through his hair, Techie almost purred. An after-lunch nap sounded wonderful.
“I take it I’m staying here too?” Armitage asked, with a smile, looking down at his dearest brother, still carding through his hair.
Techie sighed softly and soon enough was asleep.
When he woke, he noticed that the lap he was sleeping on was a bit thicker and smelled much more familiarly. “Matty.” He whispered, realizing Armitage had stayed right there on the couch with him until Matt came back from his shift and they switched places. Techie knew that he would have woken up in fright if left alone.
“Hey sleepyhead.” Matt’s deep voice from above him. “Your brother said that he would be back for breakfast.”
Techie had to chuckle at that–so far they did only lunch together, but he was missing Armitage so much. His snuggling up to him must have tipped Armitage off and now they could spend more time together! “Will you join us too? You know he likes you.” Techie felt sometimes uneasy when he got to join Armitage and the fierce Kylo Ren for lunches, but being there with Matt would make it so much better.
“Of course, my love.” Matt whispered and leaned down to kiss him on the forehead. The kisses didn’t end there, travelling all across his face, targeting the nose and cheeks and finally mouth.
“I love when you call me that.” Techie said in between the kisses. Shifting around, he got fully on Matt’s lap, kissing him more. Matt right in front of him, giving him love, and Armitage’s greatcoat on his back, giving him security. It was the perfect state of being.
“My love. You are my dearest love.” Matt kept saying after each and every kiss.
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It’s silly how it starts – lingering glances at Ben’s throat, not pulling away from Ben’s one-armed hugs, his throat going dry when Ben licks his lips. Soon, and all too soon, Hux realizes: he’s such a cliche, falling in love with his childhood best friend. Ben lies on Hux’s bed, head and long hair spilling off the edge – he’d been jealous of Hux and his dorm. Ben looks at him, eyes unreadable. “So, what did you want to tell me?” Hux swallows. Today is the day. Today he’ll tell Ben.
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The second kink fill for @roseoflannister! This time for jealousy (possessive Kylo is my jam)
#50, Jealous
kink fills / send a prompt
Meeting in prison AU feat Kylux 👀👀
aNON YES. I want to do 434489982 versions of this fill
#37, MEETING IN PRISON AU
kink fills / send a promptWarnings: Noncon (brief scene), violence, gore
ok but that au list is too good. i want it all omg. if you want could you do nr3 for kylux? :D (dont really mind who has which role just as long as no one is underage)
rIGHT? I want to do them all, holy crap. *n* And yes! Here you go! Thank you for sending this in B)
AU#3 STUDENT/TEACHER
au fills / send a prompt
In which Kylo is an MMA fighter, Phasma is his coach, and Hux is the yoga instructor with an ass that just won’t quit.
Kylux prompt: vegas au where they do an impromptu marriage and hux spends his whole wedding night taking load after load in his ass. Bonus if hux decides to wear a slutty wedding dress for the occasion
OMG THIS PROMPT SLAYED ME
bless u
I wasn’t able to get Hux in a slutty wedding dress, but I did put him in lingerie so I hope it still satisfies (i mean…can u imagine. i’m dead)
AU#51 VEGAS WEDDING
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32. Forbidden love + Techienician
“Don’t do it, baby.”
Techie pouted. He refused to look Matt in
the eye, choosing instead to focus his whirring irises on the table in front of
him.“Cream puff, are you even listening to me?”
Techie sniffed. He wiped his sleeve-covered
fist under his nose and pouted some more.“Baby, you know you can’t do this anymore.
You know what’ll happen.”Techie’s bottom lip began to tremble.
“I… It kills me to see you hurting.”
By the nail scraping back and forth along
the edge of the table Matt could tell. Techie was fidgeting himself to
resolution.“Please, baby, for me. Please don’t do
this.”Techie raised his chin, his eyes finally
meeting Matt’s. “I love you Mattie. You know that, right? It’s just… there’s one
thing, one, that I love more.”“Please…” Matt whispered.
Techie picked up his spoon.
“No.”
He scooped up a mound of ice-cream, eyes never
leaving Matt’s.“Please, baby.”
Techie licked his dry lips and held them
open, his tongue waiting. He brought the spoon up, fed it into his mouth,
wrapped his lips around it. His eyes fluttered closed and a visceral deep moan
of pleasure hummed through him as he drew the spoon out. He tipped his head
back and licked his lips, the red fall of his loose hair almost reaching the
floor now. He moaned again.Matt watched the long white column of his
neck ripple as he swallowed the creamy sweetness down.Techie moaned one last long, “Ohhh,
Mattie,” to the ceiling above and brought his hands to his belly.“Already baby?” Matt crouched down by the
side of the chair and covered Techie’s bony knee with his hand.“It’s so good Mattie.” Techie lolled his head
along the back of the chair. “It’s so good. I love it.”“I know you do baby but…”
He was interrupted by another moan from
Techie. It was the moan Matt had come to recognize as the ever so complicated I regret everything, I regret nothing
moan.“Stop me, Mattie.” Techie grasped at his
belly with one hand and brought another spoonful of ice-cream to his mouth. “Hurts
so good,” he garbled around the cold cream filling his mouth.The bite marks on his hand from the last
time he’d tried to stop Techie were still healing. But Matt was determined to
help his boy, always, so he snuck his hand tentatively toward the bowl. It was
snatched away, a growling snarl transforming Techie’s sweet face.“Okay, okay,” Matt held his hands up.
Techie hissed. “Mine.”
“I know baby, I know. How about I get you a
nice cosy hot pack for the aftermath instead.”Techie narrowed his eyes and grunted before
his face slowly calmed into a smile. “’Kay, Mattie,” he said, and kept
shoveling the sweet sweet icy joy into his mouth.
For the prompts: how about Stensland meeting Clyde’s family for the first time?
Ahhh, finally. Sorry this took forever, darlin’.
Milestones (and Scattergories) [1600 words]
Stensland doesn’t know if it comforts or worries him that Clyde’s hand feels as clammy as his when they reach the front porch. Clyde’s hand itself—usually warm, strong, gently calloused—he likes, has liked from the beginning. That Clyde is as nervous about this as he is. Well. In one way, that’s sort of nice, isn’t it, that Clyde cares enough to be nervous, nice that he wants Stens to meet his family at all, an enormous step in itself and how many films are there about this particular moment from slapstick comedies to heartfelt dramas and Sidney Poitier and it’s certainly a sign, of what neither of them has put words to just yet, much as Stensland’s tongue itches to put about a quadrillion words to it, only he doesn’t know if any of them are the right words, damn it, and why is this always so hard.
Because then again, Clyde might be nervous because this is a terrible, terrible idea, and he’s just begun to realize what a complete disaster he’s brought about by inviting Stens along—
The grip on his hand tightens just perceptibly; Clyde’s thumb ghosts over his knuckles, soothing.
Stensland exhales and squeezes back. “How much of that did I say out loud just now?” he asks, as the two of them contemplate Mellie Logan’s front door.
“Most of it, I reckon,” Clyde says. But he’s smiling in that way he has by crinkling his eyes at the corners, and it’s too much to resist. Stens has to kiss him.
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