He takes in Kylo’s words with a solemnity he doesn’t often show. “Me too, Kylo. Me too.” There’s an idea he’s struggling to put into words, and then he decides to just blurt it out: “I wish that we didn’t have to r-resort to all this fighting! Hux wants order, but couldn’t p-peace accomplish that too?”
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Techie looked like a cross between a marathon runner and a man high on stims: cheeks flushed and eyes dazed, pupils blown open wide. That was incredible. He’d never, ever felt this amount of peace. Even while he slept the nightmares crawled into his veins. But now? Techie could sense that he was free.
“H-how…? No, I should be thanking you!” He leapt forward without a care, pulling him into an instinctive hug. This touching thing was growing on him.
The enthusiastic reaction took him off guard. He stilled for a second but then placed his hands on Techie’s back.
“I take it you are feeling better,” he said.
Techie came to his senses and pulled back a little, lowering his head, and said, “S-sorry… I got a little too excited.” Kylo’s hands on his back felt divine.
“Have you ever done this before? Helped someone relax?”
“Not really,” he shook his head. “My… My first teacher. He was doing that for me. When he decided I needed to relax. But you’re the first person I am helping this way.” He offered Techie a shy smile. “Not many people would trust me like that.”
Techie didn’t think he could blush any harder, but he did. “I judge for myself who’s truthworthy. You h-haven’t given me any cause for alarm, ever. So… everyone who doesn’t trust you is stupid!”
Maybe he was coming on a little strong, but he meant every word. Kylo Ren, though intimidating, kept showing glimpses of a heart of gold. Techie was addicted. He wanted to see more!
He smiled softly and reached out to stroke Techie’s cheek.
“I am a dangerous man,” he whispered. “They are correct to be wary of me. I am simply not malicious.”
This touch would drive him nuts, Techie was sure of it. But if he would be damned because of it, he’d still enjoy every moment. His eyelids fell to half-mast and further framed his bright blue eyes. “Sh-should I be wary too?” It was a whispered question, with an undercurrent of…something.
“I think everyone should be wary. I am a murderer and the First Order’s weapon of destruction,” he said and slowly pulled his hand away. “I am mostly as you perceive me.”
“You’re th-the weapon, but I’m a g-gear that keeps the F-First Order running, too. The burden isn’t only yours… By that measure, p-people should be wary of me as well.” Techie grimaced, recalling the things he’d done to survive in Mega City One, and his (small, but significant) part in every First Order victory.
“You aren’t the only m-murderer here, Kylo.” While it’s the truth, it pains him to say.
“Do you think you c-could… scope out the, um, situation? See what he th-thinks of me? If… If I had to ask, I’d die!” Techie held himself in a protective hug, hands on his shoulders and crossed over his chest. “I’m a l-little scared he won’t like me back, but… it’s b-better to know than to wonder. R-right?” He didn’t look so sure.
“I suppose so,” he said slowly. The idea of asking Kylo Ren, Master of the Knights of Ren and Supreme Leader Snoke’s apprentice if he liked his brother was a little surreal. But what he wouldn’t do for family?
“I will let you know.”
“Thank you, Armie! In the m-meantime, I’ll be extra nice to him.” Techie gives a dopey grin and nearly does a little dance with joy.
“This is g-good! So exciting! I’ve never, um, even had the hope of having somebody like me. Before now!”
“I’m glad you feel so good now,” Hux smiled. There was an inkling of anxiety forming inside of him. He hoped the knight wouldn’t break his brother’s heart and spirit. Oh, he would talk with him to make sure this didn’t happen. “Don’t you worry. Now is… Is a time for all new possibilities for you. You’ll see.”
A few days later, Techie anxiously held a datapad to his chest, waiting for the telltale chime that would signal the completion of Hux’s “mission”. While Hux hadn’t said if he’d come by in person or contact him some other way, Techie hoped it wouldn’t be a physical meetup. He looked like a mess right now, the suspense keeping him on edge and without much sleep.
Hux decided it would be better to do this sort of thing in person and he knocked on Techie’s door, walking in as soon as he heard his brother’s voice.
He opened his eyes to talk about his “mission”, but stopped when he saw his brother.
“Billy,” he said. “Are you okay?”
Like something out of a horror movie, Techie sloooooowly craned his head up to meet Armitage’s gaze. The darkness of the room was interrupted only by the glow from the datapad and a strange light coming from his irises- a reflection?
“I’m so nervous I c-couldn’t sleep,” he confesses, looking eerie and owlish in the dark.
“Oh dear,” he said and sat down next to his brother. “I’m sorry. Are you okay? didn’t know you’d drive yourself to such a state. I think I am bringing good news, too.”
Techie perked up, and his deathgrip on the datapad loosened. He shifted so he faced Armitage and tried to stop the muscles in his face from doing that embarrassing grin he hated. “Wh-what did he say? Oh stars, I’m still so s-scared!”
“Are you afraid of me?” – NSFW Sex Slave Starters
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.
“Yours,” Techie hums in agreement. He steadies his ragged breathing and runs the calloused pad of his thumb over the velvety tip of Dopheld’s sensitive, softening cock. “I couldn’t f-fight it… something tells me we’re supposed to be together. Do you think it’s f-fate?” This is so silly; Techie can’t believe he said that aloud!
Mitaka cups Techie’s face and kisses him softly. “I-I think so..” he blushes lightly. He would have never found Techie if the transport had stayed on task. “I w-was supposed to go to Jakku..my transport changed course last minute..t-then you came along..” he whispers, stroking his cheek
“Sounds an awful l-lot like fate to me,” is Techie’s sunny response. They still feel rigidly locked together, a sensation foreign to him. Was this normal when mating with an omega? “Are we stuck like this til, uh… my dick goes down?” Techie’s lack of sex-ed knowledge has never been so obvious until now.
Mitaka lets out a hazy sounding hum. “Mmm.. yeah…your knot feels good though..” he gives him a lazy smile. “My alpha..” he purrs
He’s going to risk looking stupid and confess something to Dopheld… It needs to be said before things go any further.
“C-can I tell you, uh, something? It’s imp-portant…”
He followed after her lips once they parted for air, eyes fluttering open. “I don’t like my t-tattoos… I didn’t want them from the start. B-but… I like the idea of getting one because I want to. Mark my body for myself… if that makes sense.”
Sarah smiled, “I want one too…maybe, if you want, we could get matching ones?” She bit lip, afraid he may not like the idea.
“Awesome!” he gushes. “What kind of tattoo w-would you want to get?” Techie didn’t have any ideas yet, and he hoped maybe Sarah could come up with something.
“What about this one?” She showed him one with the heart monitor heart beat wthag stretches across a couple’s hands. She blushed , never thinkin she’d ever get a tattoo, let alone one matching the love of her life.
Techie’s grin went from ear to ear! He turned the datapad to get a closer look at the design and then leaned back in his chair, hands covering his blushing face. “It’s perfect! We’re g-gonna match!” he exclaims to himself, awestruck.
Sarah giggled and then playfully kissed his nose, “I love you, bill Huxley!” She Gave him a nip to his neck. “I love you so much” she blushed
Techie had reached the limit of the teasing he could take! “Saraaaah,” he whined playfully, putting his hands over her shoulders to stop her from peppering more kisses on him. “If you keep b-being so cute and distracting me, m-my spaghetti will get c-cold!”
Sarah giggled. “Ok baby, let eat!” She grabbed a forkful in her mouth. “And I have another surprise for you when we’re done with this”
Excited by what the rest of the night will hold, Techie shovels spaghetti into his mouth at an alarming rate, eating like a raccoon digging through a garbage can. When he looks up at his girlfriend, there’s sauce all over his face and he’s grinning big. “All done!”
“Do you think you c-could… scope out the, um, situation? See what he th-thinks of me? If… If I had to ask, I’d die!” Techie held himself in a protective hug, hands on his shoulders and crossed over his chest. “I’m a l-little scared he won’t like me back, but… it’s b-better to know than to wonder. R-right?” He didn’t look so sure.
“I suppose so,” he said slowly. The idea of asking Kylo Ren, Master of the Knights of Ren and Supreme Leader Snoke’s apprentice if he liked his brother was a little surreal. But what he wouldn’t do for family?
“I will let you know.”
“Thank you, Armie! In the m-meantime, I’ll be extra nice to him.” Techie gives a dopey grin and nearly does a little dance with joy.
“This is g-good! So exciting! I’ve never, um, even had the hope of having somebody like me. Before now!”
“I’m glad you feel so good now,” Hux smiled. There was an inkling of anxiety forming inside of him. He hoped the knight wouldn’t break his brother’s heart and spirit. Oh, he would talk with him to make sure this didn’t happen. “Don’t you worry. Now is… Is a time for all new possibilities for you. You’ll see.”
A few days later, Techie anxiously held a datapad to his chest, waiting for the telltale chime that would signal the completion of Hux’s “mission”. While Hux hadn’t said if he’d come by in person or contact him some other way, Techie hoped it wouldn’t be a physical meetup. He looked like a mess right now, the suspense keeping him on edge and without much sleep.
Hux decided it would be better to do this sort of thing in person and he knocked on Techie’s door, walking in as soon as he heard his brother’s voice.
He opened his eyes to talk about his “mission”, but stopped when he saw his brother.
“Billy,” he said. “Are you okay?”
Like something out of a horror movie, Techie sloooooowly craned his head up to meet Armitage’s gaze. The darkness of the room was interrupted only by the glow from the datapad and a strange light coming from his irises- a reflection?
“I’m so nervous I c-couldn’t sleep,” he confesses, looking eerie and owlish in the dark.
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Techie looked like a cross between a marathon runner and a man high on stims: cheeks flushed and eyes dazed, pupils blown open wide. That was incredible. He’d never, ever felt this amount of peace. Even while he slept the nightmares crawled into his veins. But now? Techie could sense that he was free.
“H-how…? No, I should be thanking you!” He leapt forward without a care, pulling him into an instinctive hug. This touching thing was growing on him.
The enthusiastic reaction took him off guard. He stilled for a second but then placed his hands on Techie’s back.
“I take it you are feeling better,” he said.
Techie came to his senses and pulled back a little, lowering his head, and said, “S-sorry… I got a little too excited.” Kylo’s hands on his back felt divine.
“Have you ever done this before? Helped someone relax?”
“Not really,” he shook his head. “My… My first teacher. He was doing that for me. When he decided I needed to relax. But you’re the first person I am helping this way.” He offered Techie a shy smile. “Not many people would trust me like that.”
Techie didn’t think he could blush any harder, but he did. “I judge for myself who’s truthworthy. You h-haven’t given me any cause for alarm, ever. So… everyone who doesn’t trust you is stupid!”
Maybe he was coming on a little strong, but he meant every word. Kylo Ren, though intimidating, kept showing glimpses of a heart of gold. Techie was addicted. He wanted to see more!
He smiled softly and reached out to stroke Techie’s cheek.
“I am a dangerous man,” he whispered. “They are correct to be wary of me. I am simply not malicious.”
This touch would drive him nuts, Techie was sure of it. But if he would be damned because of it, he’d still enjoy every moment. His eyelids fell to half-mast and further framed his bright blue eyes. “Sh-should I be wary too?” It was a whispered question, with an undercurrent of…something.
“Are you afraid of me?” – NSFW Sex Slave Starters
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.
“Yours,” Techie hums in agreement. He steadies his ragged breathing and runs the calloused pad of his thumb over the velvety tip of Dopheld’s sensitive, softening cock. “I couldn’t f-fight it… something tells me we’re supposed to be together. Do you think it’s f-fate?” This is so silly; Techie can’t believe he said that aloud!
Mitaka cups Techie’s face and kisses him softly. “I-I think so..” he blushes lightly. He would have never found Techie if the transport had stayed on task. “I w-was supposed to go to Jakku..my transport changed course last minute..t-then you came along..” he whispers, stroking his cheek
“Sounds an awful l-lot like fate to me,” is Techie’s sunny response. They still feel rigidly locked together, a sensation foreign to him. Was this normal when mating with an omega? “Are we stuck like this til, uh… my dick goes down?” Techie’s lack of sex-ed knowledge has never been so obvious until now.
He followed after her lips once they parted for air, eyes fluttering open. “I don’t like my t-tattoos… I didn’t want them from the start. B-but… I like the idea of getting one because I want to. Mark my body for myself… if that makes sense.”
Sarah smiled, “I want one too…maybe, if you want, we could get matching ones?” She bit lip, afraid he may not like the idea.
“Awesome!” he gushes. “What kind of tattoo w-would you want to get?” Techie didn’t have any ideas yet, and he hoped maybe Sarah could come up with something.
“What about this one?” She showed him one with the heart monitor heart beat wthag stretches across a couple’s hands. She blushed , never thinkin she’d ever get a tattoo, let alone one matching the love of her life.
Techie’s grin went from ear to ear! He turned the datapad to get a closer look at the design and then leaned back in his chair, hands covering his blushing face. “It’s perfect! We’re g-gonna match!” he exclaims to himself, awestruck.
Sarah giggled and then playfully kissed his nose, “I love you, bill Huxley!” She Gave him a nip to his neck. “I love you so much” she blushed
Techie had reached the limit of the teasing he could take! “Saraaaah,” he whined playfully, putting his hands over her shoulders to stop her from peppering more kisses on him. “If you keep b-being so cute and distracting me, m-my spaghetti will get c-cold!”
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