He’s warm and real and he needs you. Don’t be a coward again, when the time comes. You’re no mere vessel. Take heed of the things that bring you physical comfort. They’re not meaningless. They make this body your own.
If you haven’t read this amazing fic yet, you should! We had so much fun doing this shoot and recreating moments from the story – warm caf on the porch, eating by the fire, and just being soggy, angry space nerds.
OMG this is awesome ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! it takes me right back to the story and you both look amazing, I love that you recreated these scenes. The mood and atmosphere are perfect, and I’m especially glad you did the soup on the hearth and caf on the porch scenes, two that were my faves when writing. Glad you had fun with it!! Seeing these this morning made me so happy :DD
Were it not for how Hux’s eyes were locked onto his dick and the constant drag against his own prostate as he bounced on his lap, Kylo would have thought him completely uninterested.
“You’re slacking,” Hux drawled as he brought his whiskey to his lips. “Or is this the best you can do?” A long sip, followed by a low hum as the burn slithered down his throat. Kylo’s mouth went dry as he watched the bob of his Adam’s apple, the distraction causing him to slow his pace so as not to overbalance.
Hux set down his glass on the arm of his chair. “If that’s the case, I should find another fuck toy. Someone who doesn’t disappoint me with lackluster performances.” Hux finally looked up at Kylo’s face through his lashes. “I’d make you watch, you know. So you could learn how to actually fuck properly. You wouldn’t be allowed to come until you learned how to be a perfect little slut.” Kylo’s eyes squeezed shut as a spark of lust landed in his belly, barely catching a moan before it passed his lips.
san japan sent me into a kylux frenzy so i did some busts to get back into the swing of drawing them for my upcoming AU zine. they’re such garbage i love them
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