sstensland:

cam boy au: kylo ren (user: kyl0_ren) is a popular cam boy. he signs on every night at eight and rakes in tips and views while putting on a hell of a show. hux would have no idea about this, though. oh no. he definitely does not sign in every night at eight to watch kylo. and he certainly does not leave a gross amount of tips either. and he most definitely does not play with himself as he watches. no, he simply just logs into a his throw away account at eight for view on his “competition” and his finger just happens to slip on the tip button very frequently. 

the general (user: thegeneral) is a fellow cam boy, who is not quite as popular, but has certainly caught the eye of ben solo. those long fingers and nice, ahem, assets draw him in every time. and, he always logs in shortly after he finishes his own sessions. at first, it started as scooping out the competition until he starts wishing those toys he uses were him. 

Techie had been missing for a few days. He wouldn’t answer his comm at all, and he’d called out of work.

ask-matttheradartechnician:

It was odd that he hadn’t seen techie for days. If there was something wrong Techie would tell him so the fact that he had called out but still had t told him any reason for it left matt worried that something was wrong. He let his concerns be pushed away until it had been at least four days without seeing his best friend. At this point he knew something was up and he needed to check on techie.

Matt stopped when he came to rest in front of techies quater door. He knew the ginger was in there because he could hear him moving around. He knocked for a while but there was no answer but still he could hear movement.
“ I’m coming in.” He said
He input the code techie had given him a while ago. A sharp breath was sucked in as he saw his best friend then the scent hit his nose. Techie was in rut the whole room smelled of it. He wasn’t even aware that the redhead was an alpha but techie didn’t know that matt was an omega. The scent dampening soap may have hidden his scent but did nothing to change how his hormones reacted when presented with an alpha especially one in rut. Against better judgment he stepped fully into techies room shutting the door behind him. He told himself it was so others wouldn’t smell techies rut.

Techie reaches out with an unsteady hand, ghosting his fingertips over the wide expanse of Matt’s back. He wants to touch, beg for him not to leave. What had he done? This was SO typical! Nothing but a fuck-up, Techie. That’s what he’ll always be.

He stifles a sob and pulls the blankets over him like a hood, covering everything but his face. Hot tears stream down his reddened cheeks. All this has left him a confused, miserable daze: Techie’s cock is still painfully hard but the heartache leaves him incapacitated.

There’s nothing for him to say to Matt. He watches him leave with sad, red-rimmed eyes. Techie’s lips quiver and he throws himself face-down on the bed, finally ready to let the tears flow freely.