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“Are you afraid of me?” – NSFW Sex Slave Starters

| techiehux

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Mitaka whimpers softly and looks up at the man. He didn’t look very frightening compared to his last master. He was afraid of most people after him though. Mitaka nods quickly and closes his eyes tightly, expecting to get hit.

@techiehux

Mesmerized, Techie slipped a single digit inside and gasped as if he, himself, was being fingered. Dopheld was velvety soft and rapidly growing wet; the slick slid down Techie’s fingers and onto his palm. A ragged breath brought him back to reality; it had slipped past his own lips. 

Slowly, building his confidence up, he moved in and out of Dopheld, gaze flickering between his face to gauge his reaction and to the spot where they were connected. Techie was transfixed. Yet, he couldn’t ignore his painfully erect cock; it strained against the thin, coarse fabric of his pants and he found himself thrusting up to seek sweet friction with Dopheld.

Mitaka moans loudly and arches his back as Techie fucks him with his finger. He’d never felt like this before with an alpha and his body was screaming for more. He wanted Techie. He wanted to be claimed…to be mated. He mewls softly and rolls his hips against techie’s fingers, clenching slightly against his finger, urging him to give him more. He slips his hand into Techie’s pants and begins stroking his cock gasping softly when he feels his knot starting to bulge slightly.

He looks up at Techie, eyes pleading. “N-need more…w-want you to m-mark me..make m-me yours..”

Techie throws his head back, overwhelmed by the intoxicating smell and heavenly sensations, and feels any last vestiges of control slip away… He takes his fingers out and flips them over so fast his long ginger locks crack like a whip.

One, two, three ruts against Dopheld’s ass and he’s fully hard, ripping his pants off to expose himself; cock flushed a dark red and leaking at the tip. His eyes whirr and lock on the omega’s face just before he pushes in, ecstasy contorting his face as beads of sweat start to roll down his thin body.

Techie feels… fucking amazing and wild with lust. He pushes forward and bottoms out with Dopheld’s tight, slick hole trying to milk the cum out of him.

Mitaka pants and rolls his hips. He mewls and pulls Techie into a heated kiss. He arches his back squirming lightly. “P-please..” he tilts his head back and presses his neck against techie’s mouth. He whimpers pleadingly. “B-bite me..a-alpha please..”

He wraps his legs around him and moans loudly as Techie slams his prostate.

He’s about to do it; stop mouthing at the scent gland on Dopheld’s sensitive neck and just bite. Techie’s knot has completely popped, there’s no pulling them apart, but suddenly he pulls back from the crook of the omega’s neck and clenches his own jaw hard.

More frantic, wild thrusting aimed right at his prostrate but Techie staunchly refuses to mark him, to claim him.

“Are you afraid of me?” – NSFW Sex Slave Starters

| techiehux

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Mitaka whimpers softly and looks up at the man. He didn’t look very frightening compared to his last master. He was afraid of most people after him though. Mitaka nods quickly and closes his eyes tightly, expecting to get hit.

@techiehux

Mesmerized, Techie slipped a single digit inside and gasped as if he, himself, was being fingered. Dopheld was velvety soft and rapidly growing wet; the slick slid down Techie’s fingers and onto his palm. A ragged breath brought him back to reality; it had slipped past his own lips. 

Slowly, building his confidence up, he moved in and out of Dopheld, gaze flickering between his face to gauge his reaction and to the spot where they were connected. Techie was transfixed. Yet, he couldn’t ignore his painfully erect cock; it strained against the thin, coarse fabric of his pants and he found himself thrusting up to seek sweet friction with Dopheld.

Mitaka moans loudly and arches his back as Techie fucks him with his finger. He’d never felt like this before with an alpha and his body was screaming for more. He wanted Techie. He wanted to be claimed…to be mated. He mewls softly and rolls his hips against techie’s fingers, clenching slightly against his finger, urging him to give him more. He slips his hand into Techie’s pants and begins stroking his cock gasping softly when he feels his knot starting to bulge slightly.

He looks up at Techie, eyes pleading. “N-need more…w-want you to m-mark me..make m-me yours..”

Techie throws his head back, overwhelmed by the intoxicating smell and heavenly sensations, and feels any last vestiges of control slip away… He takes his fingers out and flips them over so fast his long ginger locks crack like a whip.

One, two, three ruts against Dopheld’s ass and he’s fully hard, ripping his pants off to expose himself; cock flushed a dark red and leaking at the tip. His eyes whirr and lock on the omega’s face just before he pushes in, ecstasy contorting his face as beads of sweat start to roll down his thin body.

Techie feels… fucking amazing and wild with lust. He pushes forward and bottoms out with Dopheld’s tight, slick hole trying to milk the cum out of him.

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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…

“Are you afraid of me?” – NSFW Sex Slave Starters

| techiehux

smallbeanfromspace:

Mitaka whimpers softly and looks up at the man. He didn’t look very frightening compared to his last master. He was afraid of most people after him though. Mitaka nods quickly and closes his eyes tightly, expecting to get hit.

@techiehux

Mesmerized, Techie slipped a single digit inside and gasped as if he, himself, was being fingered. Dopheld was velvety soft and rapidly growing wet; the slick slid down Techie’s fingers and onto his palm. A ragged breath brought him back to reality; it had slipped past his own lips. 

Slowly, building his confidence up, he moved in and out of Dopheld, gaze flickering between his face to gauge his reaction and to the spot where they were connected. Techie was transfixed. Yet, he couldn’t ignore his painfully erect cock; it strained against the thin, coarse fabric of his pants and he found himself thrusting up to seek sweet friction with Dopheld.

| techiehux

The minute Hux was safely out of sight, Techie slumped against the couch and breathed a huge sigh of relief. He’d been two seconds away from grabbing his perfectly coiffed hair and dragging Armitage up to his lips for a scorching kiss… or down, to press flush against his cock…

 Techie groaned and mentally reassured himself, “Tonight, when you’re alone, you can jack off. Hold out for a little bit longer!” but it didn’t settle the steady flame that burned bright in between his legs and quickened his pulse.

Movement from the bathroom snapped Techie out of his reverie. He righted his clothes and directed a toothy, if not very convincing, grin towards his twin. “Thank you! I f-f-fu- I mean, I feel m-much better.”

He couldn’t stop his (a little bit starved) gaze from sliding to Armitage’s crotch. It was hypnotic.

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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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CONTINUED FROM HERE

While going to a First Order area wasn’t wise to begin with, the tavern was the only place on the planet, nearby enough to get a drink.

“Not you, darlin’.” The hooded, pale, humanoid grinned, showing off sharp fangs which seemed to grow. The petty officer that reeked of alcohol stood up, somehow still courageous enough to go against the cloaked figure.

The cloaked figure concealed his hands behind his back, where nobody would truly be able to tell what he was doing. Then the man abruptly dropped down, and crawled to the dark & purple-scarlet robed figure.

“Oh, please, my lord, please forgive me! I am a mere mortal who likes being cuckolded by strangers! Please forgive me for asking such filth of you, amazing lord.” pleaded the petty officer, being forced to apologize in front of everyone what he propositioned the other.

The cloaked being chuckled. “Very well then, dear. You make good atonement, It seems I’ll have to forgive you.” Then the cloaked man’s hands went back to his hips, giggling; the male on the floor coughed harshly, highly mortified.

@techiehux

Hux’s tense, protective stance relaxed even as his fingers, interlaced with his little brother’s, tightened their grip. He lost interest as soon as it was clear that Techie was not the target of any harrassment.

Techie, on the other hand, blushed a bright pink at his mistake. Years of catcalls and insults slung his way by coworkers trained him to believe every harsh word was meant for him.

He watched the spectacle with a mix of horror, shock, and intrigue. The cloaked man had made the officer say that? “The Force, Armitage,” he whispered to him, eyes still locked on the spluttering officer. “I think it w-was the Force.” The awe and fear in his voice was clear.

Armitage Hux gave Techie a humorless smile, perhaps on alert still. He curled further around his brother. Hux knew too much of the Force and it’s effects, thanks to his impulsive Co-Commander.

“Are you afraid of me?” – NSFW Sex Slave Starters

| techiehux

smallbeanfromspace:

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Mitaka whimpers softly and looks up at the man. He didn’t look very frightening compared to his last master. He was afraid of most people after him though. Mitaka nods quickly and closes his eyes tightly, expecting to get hit.

@techiehux

Techie is getting aroused just from this alone. It’s been so long since he’s slept with anyone, and Dopheld is looking at him like he’s a divine delight served up on a silver platter. He looks all over for a moment and then crashes their lips together.

“I f-feel it too,” he confesses against Dopheld’s mouth, his body warm and tingling all over. Why does he smell so fucking delicious?

Techie drags him into his ship and pulls Dopheld over him like a blanket, kissing and nibbling on the smooth, pale skin of his neck.

Mitaka mewls softly and spreads his legs. He wraps his legs around Techie and blushes lightly. He kisses him headedly clutching his shoulders. “P-please.. want you.. “ he begs softly. He runs his fingers through the beautiful locks and rocks his hips up against techie’s.

“Hah! N-nn,” Techie gasps, eyes squeezed shut. This pleasure was overwhelming; he’d never had anything like it!

As far as Alphas went, Techie knew he was not a good one. Alphas were usually big and strong, not meek and skinny. His ruts were weak and uninterested at best, and his knowledge of Omegas (or even sex in general) was… severely lacking, at best.

“Dopheld,” he panted, suddenly scared. “I don’t know wh-what I’m doing!” Was this Dopheld’s heat? What was he supposed to do? What WASN’T he supposed to do?

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Stress Relief [Open]

The clock chimes twice in a seedy bar on the edge of town, where an uncomfortable-looking young man sits squished between two beefy patrons at the counter. He quietly nurses a drink and keeps to himself, strange blue eyes wandering around. He’s clearly out of his element, but that doesn’t stop him from searching for a warm body to go home with.

His gaze was drawn to every bit of skin that she revealed to him, mouth watering with anticipation. Techie’s fingers, a little cold at the tips, caressed her back and then slipped under her bra hook, his eyes asking for permission to undo the clasp.