Kylux Collection

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"What the hell was that?" Hux growled, slamming the door to one of the many control rooms and coming within a hair's breadth of the still seething Knight. Kylo Ren cocked his head slightly, a subtle act of insolence that most people wouldn't have caught. Hux, on the other hand, was in no mood for taking this angsty prick's shit today.

"Listen, Ren. You probably don't care enough to know this, but when things get broken, I'm the one who always gets it from the higher-ups." He breathes in deeply, fighting to contain himself, and gestures pointedly towards the hallway on the other side of the silver titanium door. "That thing that you so kindly just destroyed cost 35,000. Of which is going to come out of my pay. Not yours, oh no. Mine. Because I'm supposed to be in control on this goddamn ship." Kylo Ren was silent. He watched as Hux held a pointed finger to the center of his chest, pushing closer and closer as he continued to lecture.

When General Hux finally huffed out a disapproving breath, he glared up at Ren; noses almost brushing. He cursed the two inches the Knight had on him. It was hard to be assertive when the offending party had to look down their nose at you all the damn time.

Ren blew out his own sigh and unhooked his mask with a hydraulic click, tossing it to the side as if it were a child's plaything. The general sucked in a quiet breath as he surveyed Kylo's pale face for the first time. His skin was deathly white. Almost sickly, if it had not been for the perfect contrast from the dark waves cascading down his sharp cheekbones. His eyes glowed dark and Hux smirked, biting his bottom lip. Finally, he wasn't hiding behind that mask, he thought.

Kylo hovered over the general. His lips parted slightly as he spoke, voice clear and deep without the muffling of the thick metal.

"You want control?" he asked, a challenge present in his tone. "What makes you think you deserve it?"

Hux stared at the man, speechless. His mind wandered with the implications. He swore out loud when he felt a prodding at the back of his mind. That bastard.

"Fuck you, Ren," Hux snarled.

An eyebrow raised and Kylo Ren found himself taunting, "You wish." Hux scoffed and turned to storm out of the room, now sporting a faint blush and a definite issue downstairs. He stopped mid-stride, held frozen.

"Kylo," he warned.

Ren pulled the smaller man over to him slowly. Hux swallowed hard. Ren forced Hux 's chin upwards with his hand and licked his own top lip slightly, pursing his full lips and reveling in the strained gulps of air the general fought for as his throat closed.

"Let me go, you fucking-nnnngh, Kylo.." Hux groaned as the man clenched a gloved fist at his side, tightening the force-grip on his pale neck. His knees buckled; he would have surely slipped to the floor if not for the invisible force holding him up.

"Fucking... Ren, do that again," Hux gasped, voice low and gravelly. It wasn't just the closure of his throat making him breathless now. Kylo once again squeezed his fist, leather gloves groaning under the immense pressure. Hux let out a long, unrestricted moan, letting his head settle back against the metallic wall. His chest heaved and his head spun.

Kylo gazed at the flushed general, snaking a hand into his pants. He groaned as the cool air glanced the heated flesh. Very nearly ripping the buttons off the fabric, he pulled out his considerable length.

Hux shuddered. The pale flesh was suited to the tall man, wiry hair peeking out of his uniform. Hux protested slightly as Kylo, carefully keeping his distance from the panting general, made his pressed dress pants slide down around his knees.

"Come over here and fucking touch me, Ren." Hux pleaded with the raven haired man, bucking his hips as much as he physically could. "Kylo." Hux drew out his moan as he watched the knight ghost his fingers across his cock.

Kylo felt his hold slip as a jolt of pleasure traveled up his spine. He forcefully pushed the ginger back up against the wall, snapping his head against the cold metal, eliciting a low groan.

Hux's cock twitched from negligence, and he uttered out a high keening whine. He immediately flushed bright red.

"What was that?" Kylo smirked, drifting over to the trembling man. Hux glared as best he could as watched the dark-haired man sink to his knees.

"It was nothing," Hux spat, flustered. Ren bit his lip and blew a hot breath onto the dripping cock.

"Nothing?" he drawled, tauntingly. "I swore I heard you start to beg." He twirled his fingers through the air, sending delightful patterned sensations down the base of Hux's neatly shaven cock. Ren glanced up from his place between Hux's thighs, meeting those piercing blue eyes of his, which were now brimming with lust.

"I'm not going to fucking beg," Hux quipped through clenched teeth. Kylo slammed his throat shut with all the force he could muster, goading a lengthy, shuddered moan. Ren's eyes flashed. "Fuck, Kylo!"

The pressure continued as Ren taunted and teased his throbbing erection. "Oh my god. Fuck me, Kylo," he breathed heavily.

Kylo Ren stood slowly, pushing Hux's hands above his head and slipping a hand under his form fitting uniform shirt. For the first time, Kylo pressed his lips against the soft skin of his neck, sucking roughly. Hux grimaced internally as he thought of the bruise that would arise shortly. Kylo worked his way up the strong jawline, leaving surprisingly delicate kisses on the soft skin.

"I want you," he purred softly as he roughly undid the black shirt. With Hux's clothes only half off, Kylo released him from the invisible grip. Hux wrapped his legs around Kylo's waist without any persuasion, pressing hungrily against those swollen pink lips of his. He moaned from the kiss alone, relieved to be free to touch his infatuate.

Kylo buried his face in the crook of Hux's neck as he pushed into him. He stammered out a string of curses, kissing the general roughly. Hux pulled away breathlessly after a few moments. He hated himself for what he was about to say.

"Fuck me with the mask on," he begged needily, sending shivers through Kylo Ren's body. The heavy mask thudded into his open hand and he replaced it with a smirk.

"How bad do you want me?" Kylo asked, voice now deep and gravelly, muffled once again by the machinery. His breath was loud and raspy. That voice made Hux want to cum then and there.

"Fucking hell, Kylo."

The pounding and moaning and whispers went on for several more minutes until Kylo grunted and slammed a fist against the wall, leaving a sizeable dent. Hux finished moments after. They leaned against each other, panting heavily. Kylo kissed the smoothness of Hux's cheek over and over again, savoring the sweet musk of their two bodies. After considerable protest, Hux dressed himself, inspecting his uniform for any tell-tale signs of what just occurred. As he walked, still slightly wobbly, out of the room, he tossed a simple sentence over his shoulder.

"Maybe you should break some things more often, Ren."