General Hux x Reader One-Shots

Cat and Mouse

Summary: Your kill order mission with Hux goes sideways. 

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Puffs of vibrant colored smoke filled the hall. Wafting every direction, it caught in everybody's evening wear, altering the colors, creating a mirage of rainbows. Women sat on the laps of wealthy traders, whispering to them in low tones, kissing them, doing more if they were so inclined. Everybody in the hall paired off like their life depending on finding a partner tonight.

A band consisting of various string instruments played frantically in the corner. Jumping from song to song, the band seemed unable to settle on a cohesive set. Though they could barely be heard or seen over the mob of people crowding the room.

Hux walked beside you, donned in traditional event clothing for this planet. You too wore planet-centric clothing; a gaudy ball gown lined with lace. Both yourself and Hux wore top of the line armor under your exterior ensembles. Weapons lay dormant, strapped to your arms and legs. The blaster strapped to your thigh grazed the bell of your dress as you walked through the hall in search of your target. The poisoned knife in your sleeve was holstered, ensuring it didn't knick you before you had the opportunity to utilize it. Dropping dead before completing your mission would be unfortunate.

Hux offered the crook of his arm and you took it, stepping as close to him as possible. The warmth of his body was stifling considering the heavy amount of armor and clothing weighing you down.

"Remember," Hux leaned down to whisper in your ear. "We are a pair of wealthy weapons trade moguls. This mission should be clean and concise. Draw no attention to our presence."

"I remember," You ran a finger of your free hand up his arm. "And we're desperately in love." You smirked up at him. Red tinged his cheeks and his breathing caught as you watched him.

"We are feigning marriage," Hux corrected softly. "Stop teasing. You need to focus."

"But teasing you is so satisfying," You leaned up and pecked his lips, biting him gently as you retreated. "It makes your skin match your hair."

"Y/N," Hux's mouth fell open. His eyes met yours and fell down to your bright red lips you'd just used to kiss him. "What are you doing?"

"Kissing my husband," You pushed him up at his shoulder and starting dragging him through the hall. You looked casual but pulled him as hard as you could to make him move. "Since we're desperately in love. Also, there's a man trailing us, I'm trying to look like we belong."

"No," Hux stopped, gripping your shoulders. "You are taking advantage of the situation."

"Perhaps," You mused. Looking around, most everybody remained focused on their partner, drinking, eating, and laughing with one another.

"As I am sure you are aware," Hux trailed his nose up your jaw to your ear. "That game goes both ways."

Hux wrapped his arms about your waist and heaved you into the air. Your dress grazed the floor but your feet hung above the ground. You threw your arms around his neck to hold you steady. His chest heaved against yours as you both looked in awe of the other.

"Hux," You whispered before he kissed you. He pulled you closer, gripping hard at the back of your dress, forming wrinkles in the fabric. "Now you're just drawing unneeded attention to us."

"Shush. Wrap your legs around my waist so you do not fall," He kissed you again as you complied to his request. The blaster on your thigh pointed directly at Hux as you snaked your legs around his hips.

Licking your lips, he asked permission to deepen the kiss. When you opened your mouth he whispered to you.

"Is he still watching us?"