Hunger of the Pine ➢ Kylux

Boys/Boys/Girls

It had been five days since the call with Alema, and Kylo was beginning to fear the knight would not be answering his summons. As he awaited her reply, Kylo busied himself by training and pushing himself harder than ever before, using the memory of his father that was still clear in his mind to fuel his growing anger. Each day, he would awake with only the lucid glare of the planet's eight moons offering a subtle light outside his window, not that that meant the base was entirely quiet, but it was hushed enough for Kylo's preferences. 

Noiselessly, he would slip out his door and into the long, white passageway to make his silent retreat to a private training room. Once inside, Kylo placed his hands above his head to slowly pull off the helmet resting upon his shoulders. The compressors let out a loud huff as it was lifted from its place. Kylo then proceeded to remove his robes so that he was now only clothed in his black, First Order issued sweatpants. From its sheath, Kylo withdrew his saber which soon exploded to life with a simple push of a button. With that, Kylo burst from his calmness and erupted into a violent, yet coordinated rage, slashing each and every training dummy with precise aim. 

Once a layer of sweat had begun to form atop the knight's skin, Kylo settled down and drew his lightsaber back into its casing. Then, he arched his back in a stretch before beginning to practice his force wielding abilities by shifting the remaining dummies back and forth across the room, gradually elevating his power until the objects were being sent flying through the air. 

"Ah! Watch it, you piece of shit!" A voice cried out, clearly in pain. 

Kylo swung around to see the hilarious sight of Hux splayed on the ground, spare dummy pieces laying all around him in heaps. At that, Kylo erupted into a fit of laughter, much to Hux's disgust. The general shot an icy glare at the knight and began to stand, one gloved hand placed firmly over the corner of his pale forehead. "So, what is it you want General?" Kylo snickered, crossing his arms.

"It seems you have visitors," he grumbled, quickly averting his gaze away from the man's exposed chest. "Their ship made contact with our controls and they should be arriving within the next few hours."

The broad, crooked-toothed grin upon Kylo's face immediately disappeared at the news.  Disappointment flooded through Hux's system at its departure. "Rar?" he questioned and Hux shook his head, "Tem Ayhano, King of Khubeaie. He claims he has valuable information for us." Kylo bit his lip in thought, then he began to make a hasty retreat out of the training room. 

"Ren?" Hux called. Kylo halted and turned back to him questionably. "You may want to...you know..." Hux gestured to his own chest in order to remind Kylo of his inappropriate dress. 

Kylo raised an eyebrow at first, confused as to what the general was meaning to tell him. Then after being hit by a sudden case of realization, he glanced down and formed an o shape with his mouth. "I guess this isn't the most presentable outfit, huh?" he kidded. 

"Not in this particular situation, no." Hux offered daringly with his swampy green eyes resting intently on the knight's clearly defined abdomen. 

Kylo tilted his head to the side and took a looming step forward. "What are you suggesting, General?" 

"Oh I think you know very well what I'm suggesting, my Lord." Hux responded without a flinch. Kylo paused, unsure of how to respond to his friend's sudden change behaviour. "If you really are that slow, feel free to pry with your mind tricks, Ren. I don't bite...not unless you want me to, of course." Kylo swallowed and met his comrade's eyes. Still unsure of what to think, Kylo did as he was suggested and entered the man's head. This was no joke. One thing was for sure though, Hux was a man that went after what he wanted and he usually got it. 

"What game are you playing, Hux?" he demanded. 

Hux raised his brows. "I'm hurt that you would think this a joke," he said mockingly.

Kylo would be lying if he said he hadn't found the general at least somewhat attractive.  However, that did not make up for any of the deep sensations of loathing that he felt for him. Yet, he was oddly intrigued by Hux's unsaid offer, so much so that he smirked. With his mind made up, Kylo raised his arm and used the Force to carefully lock the door behind him. 

Hux was first to move forward, crashing his lips to Kylo's hungrily. His lips were soft and childlike, Hux noted. But where Kylo was gentle, Hux was merciless. The general's nails dug sharply into the knight's skin, etching long, irritated lines into Kylo's pale, freckled back. Slowly, his hands traveled up towards his superior's raven tresses, curling his fingers around multiple feathery strands at a time, sending shivers up Kylo's spine. 

Kylo stepped out the door of the gym, taking a glance down both sides of the hallway to check for any passerby's. The corridor was deserted spare for single service droid who paid the two no attention. Kylo and Hux ducked out the room, hair disheveled, lips swollen, and faces red. They were most certainly a sight to see. Quickly, Kylo pulled his mask over his head, once again thankful for it's cover. The more vulnerable Hux had no mask to hide behind, save for his own talented mind games. He reached into his pocket to pull out a comb, brushing his red locks back into place with close precision, then took a deep breath before wiping his face of all emotion. 

"I think it would be wise of you pull up your collar,General." Came the gravely voice from underneath Kylo Ren's mask. Hux couldn't help but smirk as he obliged, stealthy concealing the garish purple splotches snaking their way up the man's neck and collarbone. Each mark starkly contrasted against his milky white skin, though Hux wore them with pride.  

After they finished their comfortably silent trek across the base, the pair arrived just in time to see the sleek, silver aircraft touch down atop the somewhat empty landing strip. For a brief moment, the engines gurgled to a stop, then a latch dropped down and out came a single hooded figure, flanked by a girthy red creature who carried a winding, metal chain link leash attached to the neck of the mysterious hood. Around them, poured a small league of uniformed gunmen. 

"Greetings, Tem Ayhano of Khubeaie. What brings you to the company of the First Order?" Hux prompted, standing tall, not the least bit intimidated by the dozens of blasters pointed straight for his head. 

Tem cleared his throat, "My slave alerted me that you were willing to offer up a quite plentiful reward for information on the scavenger."

"Did she now?" Hux smiled devilishly. He then turned toe back towards the structure, "Come, let us discuss this matter inside, your majesty." The man grinned and yanked on the leash, shoving the hooded slave forward. The guards followed in suit, guns still poised and ready.

Inside the compound, Hux lead the way, Kylo treading shortly behind to watch the King's every move. As they arrived at the second checkpoint, everything within the room stilled and pounding began to thud its way into Kylo's head. "Miss me?" whispered a soft, familiar voice, deep within Kylo. He whipped around in shock only to witness the brown robe be flung from the slave's body. In the blink of an eye, the distinctive glow of a lightsaber sprung to life and the shackles were sliced to bits, freeing the woman within. Gun fire erupted inside and within seconds, Kylo's own saber revealed itself, along with Hux's blasters. The enemy squadron and their king were dead before they could even process what had taken place. Below, their bodies lay scattered across the blank tiles in heaps. 

"What the Hell was that?" Hux demanded, eyes ablaze with red fury. That was until his gaze met that of a another he knew too well. "Mistress Rar," he gasped at the strikingly beautiful Twi-lek standing before him. Her angular features could cut diamond and her haunting gold eyes seemed to stare straight into the man's soul.  

She smiled, "Good to see you too, General." Alema ran her fingers through the distinctive blue tentacles draping their way down her head. "Don't worry about Ayhano. He had no information on the girl, greedy bastard merely wanted to claim the reward." Ren and Hux stared in disbelief as the knight made her way around the bodies, her nose twitching as she did so. "Sheesh, could you two at least of taken a bath before my arrival, you reek of each other. Don't get me wrong, good for you! But, have some manners!" After passing the duo, she turned, "Are you two coming or are we going to have to wait around here all day?"