kylocanyounot:

techiehux:

kylocanyounot:

@techiehux

“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.

Logically, Techie knew this was true. But the broken, scared part of him still screamed out in agony when he was too unguarded to keep it quiet.

“Can you talk to H-Hux in the morning?” he asked, a hopeful tone in his hoarse voice. “I don’t think I want to, um, be without you…” Techie admits shyly, tracing his thumb over Ren’s jawline. The sincerity and truth of the statement makes his throat close up. It’s scary to want to be with someone, too.

“I think I could do that. For you.” Kylo was equally full of fear and excitement for what this was quickly becoming, but he wanted to stay calm for Techie’s sake. He deserved some kind of stability in his life.

Instead of thanking him, Techie regards Ren for a long moment. There’s something he needs to discuss with him before they leave this soft, safe bubble that holds only them.
Finally, he asks, “How slutty do I have to be for you to, erm, s-sleep with me? Because I’m n-not sure if I can be any more obvious…” Techie’s face lit up bright pink; he hated how easily he blushed.
“I’m a horny b-bastard, I know that! But, um… Kylo? Please t-tell me yes or no, so I know whether to get my h-hopes up.”
Techie desperately wants to bury his face into a pillow and die of embarrassment.

kylocanyounot:

@techiehux

“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.

Calmer now, Techie practically purrs and kisses the sensitive skin of Ren’s neck. “I have w-work in the morn-ning, and honestly he scares me… but if you want me to b-be there too, I will.” He’s looking at Kylo like he’s his entire world, pupils dilated and lopsided smile soft.

kylocanyounot:

@techiehux

“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.

Logically, Techie knew this was true. But the broken, scared part of him still screamed out in agony when he was too unguarded to keep it quiet.

“Can you talk to H-Hux in the morning?” he asked, a hopeful tone in his hoarse voice. “I don’t think I want to, um, be without you…” Techie admits shyly, tracing his thumb over Ren’s jawline. The sincerity and truth of the statement makes his throat close up. It’s scary to want to be with someone, too.

kylocanyounot:

@techiehux

“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.

Techie couldn’t help but laugh. “H-how is that any better?” His breathing evened out and some of the tension drained from his shoulders. “I’m safe,” he said to himself. “I’m safe.”

He broadcast, “I’m because Kylo is here,” loud and clear. Techie hoped he could hear it. Nothing about the Force made sense to him, but he could most certainly try.

kylocanyounot:

@techiehux

“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.

Hesitantly, he lowered his hands from his face and revealed his teary eyes. “I’m s-sorry! Can’t even let you sleep in p-peace… I keep making an emb-barrassm-ment out of myself!” He groaned and slumped against Ren, frustrated with himself.

kylocanyounot:

@techiehux

“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.

“S-Sorry, MaMa, I’m so sorry! D-don’t hurt me- shit, don’t-” Techie brought his hands up to his face and clamped them down over his eyes protectively, curling up into himself. He’d awakened not completely in reality. The haze of his time in Peach Trees settled over him in his dreams, and now it held tight and would not let go.

kylocanyounot:

@techiehux

“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.

For a few hours, the only sound was their rythymic breathing and soft sighs. Occasionally the sheets rustled as they shifted.

And then Techie’s breathing sped up. He started to shake in Ren’s arms, and began sobbing into his chest.

kylocanyounot:

techiehux:

techiehux:

@kylocanyounot

Techie froze and felt ice run through his veins. Why is Kylo Ren, of all people, talking to him?! The blood is pulsing so hard in his ears that he doesn’t even know what the man is saying, and can only stare blankly at him.

“Um, ah,” he says, very intelligently.

And then bolts for the nearest exit.

“N-Nah, it’s mostly you I like…” Techie smiles before his tongue peeks out to swipe at his bottom lip. He slots himself against Ren and gives a contented little sigh. “I’m not used to affection, but you’ve m-made me addicted to it.” Techie nips at Ren’s ear. “I like it… I l-like, um, you…” A lot, he thinks, heated. So much he can hardly sit still within his own skin.

“Oh?” He’s aware of it, but he still likes hearing it. Someone actually enjoys his company.

He tries an arm over Techie as he snuggles in. “I’m not so used to it either. I usually don’t like being touched. You are an exception to many things.” He gently kisses the scar on his forehead. Techie was making him soft.

Techie follows blindly after Ren’s lips to press a chaste kiss to them. He fights back a yawn in the middle of it and laughs quietly, feeling more safe than he ever has in his life. “I was so excited to see you again th-that I forgot how late it is,” Techie slurs, sluggish with exhaustion. One of his hands rests loosely on Ren’s hip with his fingers running softly up and down his side. The other is caught under Ren’s weight and going numb, but he doesn’t seem to mind.

Techie wants to stay here tonight, with him. He might even be tempted to never leave.