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His eyes fluttered shut, skin feeling too tight, too taut, everywhere the washcloth runs over Techie’s body. Without thinking, he shudders and tips his head forward so he’s almost laying on Armitage’s chest. Those few inches of distance are tantalizing… 

Blood rushes in his ears, body thrumming with overwhelming desire and the urge to just give in. “Y-Yes,” Techie breathes, almost begs, and finally rests his head in the crook of Hux’s neck. The contact sends a shock of arousal through his veins, so sudden and intense that Techie hardens all the way and his knees go weak.

“Armie,” he whispers, dazed and wanting. More than the steam has him feeling like every inch of his skin is on fire. Techie spreads his legs slightly, giving Hux an easier path to his ass. When he opens his eyes, pupils blown wide open, Techie has a perfect view of his brother’s cock.

It looks just like his own, from the base to the perfect, beautiful tip. His mouth waters. Techie wants to jump over the edge and let himself fall.

Hux lets out a stuttering breath, Techie’s head against his neck making him want to moan. They are both hard now, and Hux can no longer deny that his brother wants this as well. He feels emboldened, slipping the wash cloth down Techie’s ass and against his hole.

He finally lets himself moan now, his free hand coming up to cradle Techie’s head.

“Fuck. I…I can stop. Tell me to stop if you don’t want this,” He murmures, his cock grazing against his brothers as he leans into him. “But..I…I’ve thought about this…about you…for years.” He confessed, placing a light kiss to his brother’s neck. Techies throat is warm and alive against him, and he trails more kisses softly down the pale expanse of neck and against his freckled shoulder.

He needs to stop this before it goes any further. This is insane! If they can stop now maybe this can be written off as a mistake, and buried deep down into their psyches, never to be mentioned again…

But then their cocks touch while Armie’s lips are hot against his neck, and all his thoughts fly out the window. More, fuck. He needs to touch him and NOW.

“I n-need you,” Techie pleads. His hand slips down from Armitage’s chest and lightly strokes both of their cocks in a loose, teasing grip. When he looks up, Techie slots their lips together in a yearning, passionate kiss.

New friends (closed)

| techiehux

“C-Cower and cry, probably.” Techie smiles apologetically. Those were always his first instincts. He puffs out his chest a little, to make himself seem bigger and tougher than he actually is. “Let’s try it, th-though. Punch me!” 

He hopes Kylo will be gentle and slow… Techie’s reflexes are rusty. It’s been a while since he had to dodge a fist.

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Techie relaxes into the mattress, looking up from the pillow as if something she’d said drained the tension from his body. “Nao,” he whispers to her like it’s a secret, a smile in his voice. “In case you d-didn’t get the memo… I’M a big stupid loser.” He meant it, actually. Techie’s self-esteem lay so far underground that it could hit the planet’s core. And yet, though somewhat misguided, Nao was praising him.

If being a “big stupid loser” meant he hadn’t let this cruel world make him unfeeling or hardened… that was alright by Techie. “I’ve never b-been normal, and if ‘normal’ is treating oth-thers like garbage, I’d rather be weird.” 

Something about this felt like a teaching moment, as though in some alternate universe he’d been her father and had the responsibility of guiding Nao through life. It was a pleasant idea. Heaven knows Techie hardly felt useful or needed. Maybe he was here, a little bit.

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He swallowed hard, head spinning. What more could he do but comply? Techie slid in another one of his deft fingers, making good use of the callouses at the tips while he relentless stroked that sensitive bundle of nerves. “You’re d-driving me crazy,” Techie gasps. “Ah- I c-can’t… mmm! Inside, please-!” 

The thought of penetrating Kylo made his cock jerk, precum sliding off the tip. Techie rarely slept with somebody he wasn’t in love with, and Kylo wasn’t the exception to the rule. He’d fallen; truly, madly, deeply. That’s why this was so special: the two of them breathing hard in the low-light, skin-to-skin, lost in pleasure. Everything together.

“’M going to p-push in,” Techie warns between heated kisses onto Kylo’s back.

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

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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

His first thought was: “It matches my eyes,” and Techie’s face turned cherry-red. “You l-look so good,” he whispered into Dopheld’s ear, pressing a shy kiss to his jaw before pulling away. Techie paid for the collar as well and was given leashes for the omegas he’d purchased.

He felt sick to his stomach parading around with human beings on display as though they were nothing but possessions. Still, as soon as they were out of sight, Techie would give them supplies and help them start new lives as free people!

As they ducked into an alleyway far from the corrupt vendor’s market, Techie gave Dopheld’s hand a comforting squeeze.

Mitaka offers him a reassuring smile and thumbs lightly at his new collar, humming contently as he allows Techie to lead him. He glances at the slaves curiously and loops his arm around Techie and nuzzles his neck to breathe in his scent. “Love you..” He murmurs quietly.

The other omegas are watching; Techie grows bashful. “Not n-now,” he whispers to Dopheld, glancing back at them as well. They must be terrified and unsure of what to expect… Techie wants to keep this as easy as possible, for everyone’s sake.

He pulls away from Dopheld and reaches into his pack to produce two bags of supplies. “You d-don’t have to be afraid,” he reassures them, smiling. The woman’s gaze sharpens. The muscular omega looks frightened anyway.

Reaching out to hand them the supplies, Techie says, “In here are clothes f-for each of you. Get dressed quickly and take off your collars. You’ve been f-freed.”

Techie nods to Dopheld, encouraging him to give these newly-freed slaves a few parting words.

“ hey techie what to join for lunch?” -@ask-Matttheradartechnician-

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Techie looked up from his desk, startled at first. When he saw it was Matt, the tension drained from his shoulders. He was the only other person who had the pass-code to his quarters, so Techie shouldn’t have been scared (but old habits die hard.) “S-Sure!” He gently put down the copper figure he’d been working on and stood up from the chair, straightening out his back with a pop.

Matt laughed watched the man jump at his words. The man really did seem to frighten all too easily, he should have known better than to pop in on him like this. He looked down at the wires that had been placed on the desk.

“ working on anything interesting?” He asked as they left the mans quarters.

Techie walked with him side by side through the corridors, their arms brushing. “Interesting? W-Well, I was making a wire friend for myself. Any loose w-wires I find and twist em up. You can m-make really cool stuff like that! One time I made a, uh, mini-me.”

Techie half expects Matt to only pretend to be listening, or not to care about what he’s saying. No, he reminds himself firmly. Matt is my friend. My only friend. He’s not like that.

Techie’s hand twitches. He wishes Matt wasn’t only his friend…

Deeper, Darker [closed]

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Relieved that the comment about the town hadn’t been anything alarming, Techie smiles to himself. It’s a tiny but sincere upward twitch of his lips. “That s-sounds really nice! I’d k-kill for Seth to keep me s-safe, too. Oh! N-Not literally, of course…” 

He thinks briefly of his own crime-infested city and shudders. Techie would love to have a Seth of his own indeed. That might even keep him alive past 35! “Does he really h-have, um, superp-p-powers?” Techie asked, sounding young and awestruck. He hoped he did!

Techie politely waved off her concern. He’d been doing this for years now, paid or not. “I can sh-show you in a minute! As for help… um… m-maybe bring me a wet cl-cloth for the dust? P-Please?”

“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

His first thought was: “It matches my eyes,” and Techie’s face turned cherry-red. “You l-look so good,” he whispered into Dopheld’s ear, pressing a shy kiss to his jaw before pulling away. Techie paid for the collar as well and was given leashes for the omegas he’d purchased.

He felt sick to his stomach parading around with human beings on display as though they were nothing but possessions. Still, as soon as they were out of sight, Techie would give them supplies and help them start new lives as free people!

As they ducked into an alleyway far from the corrupt vendor’s market, Techie gave Dopheld’s hand a comforting squeeze.

| techiehux

“Oh, uh. It’s my sh-shift! I have to be on t-time,” Techie explains as he hops into his technician overalls, slipping them on right over his casual clothes. Usually he’d try and take a sonic first, but any longer and his supervisor will yell at him. 

“I know you w-want to help me, but… People will notice, right? If I get, er, special t-treatment.” Now he’s frantically smoothing down his hair and tying it back with a blue hairband.