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“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.

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“H-have me then,” Techie says invitingly, raking his nails over Ren’s overheated skin. He wraps his legs around his waist and hitches his skinny hips up to rub against Ren’s lap. Red hair spread out like a halo but smiling like a sinner, Techie hums with pleasure and licks the shell of Ren’s ear.

The question makes Techie pause. There isn’t much that turns him off, honestly. Even the sick, sick things MaMa did to him ended up twisting into secret, hushed kinks that he buries deep down.

He settles on: “Do wh-whatever you want!” With a sly wink, he pushes Ren’s underwear down and slips his fingers under the fabric.

Kylo…feels like he gets the idea. Some whisper that was loud enough inTechies mind to break through to him with no resistance. This…could be good or bad.

The slight chill of Techie’s fingers makes him gasp and buck into his hand again. In response he bites down on his shoulder, moving along the muscle of his neck, sucking hard at least once or twice. Trying to claim him as best a human could.

He gives a breathy little gasp and grins at the thought of those pretty bruises Kylo is leaving all over him like a man possessed. Techie pulls any and all fabric out of the way until it’s just Kylo’s thick cock exposed, and his mouth waters at the feel of it; hot, wanting, in his palm.

His own arousal throbs and Techie’s need spikes, wiggling against Kylo to seek that sweet friction once more. He thinks he’d even be content to frot against him like a horny teenager until they both came! (That could be the desperation talking, though.)

He moans again, against Techies neck, and bites down hard along his shoulder. Then he looks up in to his eyes. “You want that?” He offers.

Then he crawls down, pulling Techie’s underwear down as he went. “You gotta share first though,” he grins, then licks the tip of Techies now exposed cock before taking him completely into his mouth, humming with satisfaction.

“Oh FUCK,” Techie gasps, the warm heat of Kylo’s mouth sending his thoughts into a tailspin. “Th-That’s so good, so fucking good, ah-! Hah-”

The noises he makes are so needy and embarrassing that Techie raises his free hand to press the back of it against his lips, trying to choke back the whines and keens and pleading.

Kylo’s hums send vibrations straight down his cock, and Techie bucks helplessly up into his tight, slick throat to seek more. “Kylo, oh my stars, K-Kylo-”

He laughs, Techie’s dick still between his lips. This sounds were both adorable and insanely erotic. He wanted to hear them but he could feel his embarrassment, though it didn’t seem to be stopping him.

He swirls his tongue around the tip as his lips move up and down his shaft. He comes off with a slight, wet pop. Then nibbles at the inside of Techie’s thigh.

“Do you…how do you want to continue?” he asks. Meaning did he tip or bottom. Kylo never discussed these types of things enough not to feel awkward, no matter how much he liked Techie.

He groans mournfully at the loss of Kylo’s mouth, and almost shifts to press the side of his cock against his warm cheek. Almost. Techie forces himself to lie still last minute.

“I, um, d-do both…” he says, and sits up to kiss Ren’s touseled black locks. “But, if it’s alright w-with you…maybe I could top?” He craves to trace the pale, wide expanse of his back with his tongue as he sinks deep into Ren. Kiss all those gorgeous, tempting moles…

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“H-have me then,” Techie says invitingly, raking his nails over Ren’s overheated skin. He wraps his legs around his waist and hitches his skinny hips up to rub against Ren’s lap. Red hair spread out like a halo but smiling like a sinner, Techie hums with pleasure and licks the shell of Ren’s ear.

The question makes Techie pause. There isn’t much that turns him off, honestly. Even the sick, sick things MaMa did to him ended up twisting into secret, hushed kinks that he buries deep down.

He settles on: “Do wh-whatever you want!” With a sly wink, he pushes Ren’s underwear down and slips his fingers under the fabric.

Kylo…feels like he gets the idea. Some whisper that was loud enough inTechies mind to break through to him with no resistance. This…could be good or bad.

The slight chill of Techie’s fingers makes him gasp and buck into his hand again. In response he bites down on his shoulder, moving along the muscle of his neck, sucking hard at least once or twice. Trying to claim him as best a human could.

He gives a breathy little gasp and grins at the thought of those pretty bruises Kylo is leaving all over him like a man possessed. Techie pulls any and all fabric out of the way until it’s just Kylo’s thick cock exposed, and his mouth waters at the feel of it; hot, wanting, in his palm.

His own arousal throbs and Techie’s need spikes, wiggling against Kylo to seek that sweet friction once more. He thinks he’d even be content to frot against him like a horny teenager until they both came! (That could be the desperation talking, though.)

He moans again, against Techies neck, and bites down hard along his shoulder. Then he looks up in to his eyes. “You want that?” He offers.

Then he crawls down, pulling Techie’s underwear down as he went. “You gotta share first though,” he grins, then licks the tip of Techies now exposed cock before taking him completely into his mouth, humming with satisfaction.

“Oh FUCK,” Techie gasps, the warm heat of Kylo’s mouth sending his thoughts into a tailspin. “Th-That’s so good, so fucking good, ah-! Hah-”

The noises he makes are so needy and embarrassing that Techie raises his free hand to press the back of it against his lips, trying to choke back the whines and keens and pleading.

Kylo’s hums send vibrations straight down his cock, and Techie bucks helplessly up into his tight, slick throat to seek more. “Kylo, oh my stars, K-Kylo-”

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“H-have me then,” Techie says invitingly, raking his nails over Ren’s overheated skin. He wraps his legs around his waist and hitches his skinny hips up to rub against Ren’s lap. Red hair spread out like a halo but smiling like a sinner, Techie hums with pleasure and licks the shell of Ren’s ear.

The question makes Techie pause. There isn’t much that turns him off, honestly. Even the sick, sick things MaMa did to him ended up twisting into secret, hushed kinks that he buries deep down.

He settles on: “Do wh-whatever you want!” With a sly wink, he pushes Ren’s underwear down and slips his fingers under the fabric.

Kylo…feels like he gets the idea. Some whisper that was loud enough inTechies mind to break through to him with no resistance. This…could be good or bad.

The slight chill of Techie’s fingers makes him gasp and buck into his hand again. In response he bites down on his shoulder, moving along the muscle of his neck, sucking hard at least once or twice. Trying to claim him as best a human could.

He gives a breathy little gasp and grins at the thought of those pretty bruises Kylo is leaving all over him like a man possessed. Techie pulls any and all fabric out of the way until it’s just Kylo’s thick cock exposed, and his mouth waters at the feel of it; hot, wanting, in his palm.

His own arousal throbs and Techie’s need spikes, wiggling against Kylo to seek that sweet friction once more. He thinks he’d even be content to frot against him like a horny teenager until they both came! (That could be the desperation talking, though.)

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“H-have me then,” Techie says invitingly, raking his nails over Ren’s overheated skin. He wraps his legs around his waist and hitches his skinny hips up to rub against Ren’s lap. Red hair spread out like a halo but smiling like a sinner, Techie hums with pleasure and licks the shell of Ren’s ear.

The question makes Techie pause. There isn’t much that turns him off, honestly. Even the sick, sick things MaMa did to him ended up twisting into secret, hushed kinks that he buries deep down.

He settles on: “Do wh-whatever you want!” With a sly wink, he pushes Ren’s underwear down and slips his fingers under the fabric.

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“H-have me then,” Techie says invitingly, raking his nails over Ren’s overheated skin. He wraps his legs around his waist and hitches his skinny hips up to rub against Ren’s lap. Red hair spread out like a halo but smiling like a sinner, Techie hums with pleasure and licks the shell of Ren’s ear.

Techie breaks them apart to fumble with his own clothes until he’s down to heavily-tented standard issue boxers. He laughs breathlessly, “H-Had I known we’d be d-doing this, I’d worn my -ah!- fancier stuff.”

The redhead follows that up with a wandering hand trailing down Ren’s stomach to cup his erection. Palm flat, he rubs Ren enthusiastically through the fabric.

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“H-have me then,” Techie says invitingly, raking his nails over Ren’s overheated skin. He wraps his legs around his waist and hitches his skinny hips up to rub against Ren’s lap. Red hair spread out like a halo but smiling like a sinner, Techie hums with pleasure and licks the shell of Ren’s ear.

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“You’re tired,” he grinned, and shifted his weight off his arm long enough to take off his cloak and covered them both.

“Stay here. Rest. We can talk when you wake up,” he says, kissing the shell of his ear as he slotted behind him. “I’ll keep you warm,” he whispered.

This feels divine, Techie thinks. He loops his arms around Ren’s back and arches up, breathless, begging for more touches. Each bite leaves his head spinning. By the pleased sounds he’s making, it’s obvious that Techie likes the twinge of pain as Ren leaves hickeys all over his chest and neck.

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“You’re tired,” he grinned, and shifted his weight off his arm long enough to take off his cloak and covered them both.

“Stay here. Rest. We can talk when you wake up,” he says, kissing the shell of his ear as he slotted behind him. “I’ll keep you warm,” he whispered.

Heart hammering in his chest, Techie gives Ren a grin of pure glee, cat-like and pleased. Now that he’s sure of his interest being mutual, there’s a confidence to Techie that lends him extra appeal.

He pulls down his baggy shirt down enough to expose his collar bone and then runs his thumb over Ren’s bottom lip.

“You can d-devour me all you like… How about starting here?” he preens, gesturing to the expanse of newly-exposed skin.