Interrogating Hux , General Hux x Reader

Part 6 - broken

I could feel him inside me, wet with need for him as his cock slowly thrust deep inside me, my legs wrapped around his back, hands wrapped in his hair as we kissed hungrily. I wanted to call out his name, but no sound came. Looking up I saw long black hair and I realised it wasn't Hux inside me, but Kylo and all I could do was scream silently as he fucked me harder and harder until I could feel him come inside me, my very skin revolting at the feel of him on me.

I jolted awake, the room silent. The dying echos of him inside me slowly fading as I curled into a ball and sobbed.

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It had been two days since Unamo, since Kylo's return. I'd modified my quarter's communication panel to connect to the bridge's transmission stream. It hadn't taken much, comms were easy to hack. They were the first thing you did as a thief - made sure you had ears on the ground.

I'd spent the hours listening to the command orders from Hux as the Finalizer moved into position to launch an attack on the Rebel base. I could hear the stormtrooper transport captains and the TIE fighter squadrons as they launched their attack patterns against the enemy. Calm, confident voices, in control, crackling out from the speaker on my wall.

And then slowly, something changed, a panicked report of Rebel ships jumping in from hyperspace, reports from the ground cut off, screams as pilots lost battles against enemy fighters. A cacophony of voices. And through it all the sound of Hux desperately trying to direct the battle, screaming at his captains to retreat as the tide turned against the First Order, as the simple raid Kylo had demanded on an unarmed base turned out to be an elaborate trap. The sound of surviving ships limping back, stragglers returning, the counting of the losses as calls to ships went unanswered.

I sat there listening, stuck in my quarter's listening to Kylo's rage echoing out from the speaker, and then the tell tale jolt as we hit light speed and ran.

Two days listening, avoiding sleep, avoiding even closing my eyes, to scared of what I would see. Unamo's face as she fell. And when I feel into sleep I'd dream of Hux lifting his pistol and he and Unamo laughing together, shooting me down instead as I screamed out his name. Haunted while I was awake about whether there had been another way out, whether Hux could have stopped her from taking her theories to someone higher, to Kylo. Whether she could have lived. And now the dreams about Kylo. Everything going around and around until I was going mad with it. And no word, no sign, nothing from Hux.

I was here because I'd been willing to betray people who trusted me for someone who in turn had betrayed everything he stood for. Had it been worth it? Had it been worth the lives of at least three people for us to have a few nights together - for us fuck, bringing me nothing more than the sinking realisation that I now felt more for him than he did for me? What truly could I say that I'd been to Hux, a barrier between him and his hatred of Kylo, some comfort in the nights that he'd been too proud to ask for from anyone else? The only sign of real affection he'd shown me was that he hadn't yet had me executed - but maybe time was running out even for that.

I'd been slowly turning into one of those girls I'd always despised, desperate for the love of a man. When Unamo had asked whether he loved me or not, it had been easier for me to kill her than wait for his answer.

Sitting on the floor, knees hugged to my chest, I stared at my datapad. I couldn't do this any longer.

"Fuck this"

Picking it up I started work.

In theory all data processes and associated access codes were hidden behind a security wall, with access determined by position within the First Order. The wall was harder to crack than the transmissions lines, but it didn't take me long. Those shifts as a data efficiency analyst had quickly shown the vulnerable points in the system, and the First Order processes were almost built to be hacked. With a couple of modifications I linked my datapad to the destroyer's mainframe and taken what I needed within minutes. I didn't have much of a plan, steal a shuttle, head for the Unknown Regions where no one would find me and I could leave all this pain behind. DJ had been right after all, Don't Join.