Across the Stars (Star Wars X Reader)

Throne (Emperor! Hux X Reader) (NSFW)

I made an edit for this one cause I love the idea of Supreme Leader! or Emperor! Hux. Hux art is by @artmitagehux on Star Wars Amino.

Warnings: Angst if you squint, Smut, Power (Emperor) Kink, mild spanking, Dom/Sub elements, Cockwarming, Fluff

"Major, L/N, if I am not distracting you too much from your duties, I have plans I wish to discuss with you." his voice cut through the relative silence of the bridge like a knife.

"Of course, my lord," you replied, turning your gaze from the viewport to face him.

He looked like a god in his fineries- lavish ornate robes, leather gloves, and a golden crown that sat perfectly upon his head. You almost felt compelled to kneel at his feet.

Well, you'd have to wait until you were behind closed doors.

Months before, the First Order was in the hands of Kylo Ren- the Sith enforcer of the now-deceased Supreme Leader Snoke. But Ren was incapable of leading the Order- seemingly distracted by some scavenger girl. The First Order was slowly beginning to descend into chaos; until a small group of officers, led by General Armitage Hux, held a successful coup, ousting Ren from his position, and supplanting the now Emperor Hux in his place. He was a much more competent ruler than Kylo Ren, and the First Order was preparing to crush The Resistance once and for all.

Your relationship with the former General began long before his ascension in power- but it was kept in secret due to your work. And even now, your relationship is still kept hidden.

"You are such a brave and intelligent woman, Y/n," he had told you, back when he was the commander of Starkiller Base,"you deserve to be heard and respected by my men. If they knew of our relationship, they would dismiss your every word."

You wished you could openly express your love for Armitige, but you understood. But you couldn't help the ache in your chest as your eyes flicked to his hands as he led you to the throne room, wanting to reach out and hold them.

As you entered the throne room, you couldn't help the small smile creeping on your face as Armitige took his seat on the throne. He truly looked like he belonged there, his ivory robes and golden crown standing out from the obsidian seat.

"Leave us," he ordered the guards, and you almost collapsed at the intensity of his stare as his forest-colored eyes raked up your form, "and make sure we are not disturbed."

After the guards had exited the room, Armitige extended his arm to you, "Come here, my love. We are finally away from prying eyes," he smiled fondly as you took his hand, ascending the steps up to the throne, before he pulled you to sit on his lap. Your cheeks were dusted pink as you settled, but quickly turned red as you felt his hard-on through his trousers.

You began to gasp out his name, but you were cut off as Armitige pulled you into a heated kiss. It was passionate, his hands gripped your waist, pulling you impossibly closer.

"I missed you, princess," he growled, moving his kisses to your jaw, "do you want your emperor to take you on his throne?"

"Please," you whined, "please take me here, my lord."

You tried to grind your clothed core against his clothed member, but his grip on your waist limited your movements.

"Still yourself," he ordered, a swift smack to your ass stilled your movements, a whimper escaping your lips, "I'll take care of you, my sweet, don't fret."

One of his hands moved from their position on your waist to gently tug at your shirt, and you pulled away momentarily to remove your shirt. You went to remove your pants, but his free hand stopped you.

"Allow me, princess," he murmured softly as he undid the clasps of your slacks. You stood shakily to remove your pants and underwear, and you could feel his flaming stare, eyes clouded in lust as he watched you while removing his trousers as well.

Armitage moved his gloved hand to your mouth after you stradled yourself on his lap once again. You knew the drill, taking the glove between your teeth to remove it from his hand. His freshly ungloved hand then traveled to your soaking core, and he moaned quietly to himself.

"You're soaking, Y/N. Maker, you're a sight," he praised, and it went straight to your cunt; "Tell me how much you need me, princess. Tell your emperor how much you need him to ruin you on his throne."

"My lord, please take me here," you whined out, looking up at him with doe eyes, "I need you- you and only you. No one could ever replace you, my love,"

"And they would be dead before they could even try," Armitige growled, placing the tip of his aching cock at your entrance, before slowly sliding in, "you're mine, Y/N."

"Yours," you moaned as he bottomed out. The two of you stilled for a moment, relishing in the feeling of one another, before movement began- slow at first, but quickly increasing in intensity.

He thrusted up into you as you rode him, your moans echoing off the walls of the throne room- the rhythm merciless.

"You look divine, princess, riding my cock on the throne that will rule the whole galaxy," he murmured in your ear, "we should do this more- shit- you should be here more."

You moaned at the suggestion, burying your head in his shoulder once again, your climax steadily approaching.

"You're close, aren't you," Armitige breathed, moving his hand to run quick circles over your clit, "let go, Y/N." Be a good girl and cum for me."

You cried out as your orgasm crashed over you, waves and waves of pleasure rolling through your body as he fucked you through it, placing soft kisses and love bites down your neck.

"Good girl, good girl, now take all of me," he groaned as his thrusts grew sloppier, before stilling inside, his cum coating your walls.

Armitige pulled your face up to his for a sweet kiss- one that had your head spinning, mewling into his lips. His tounge diving into your mouth, his hips gently rocking his When you parted, he gently pressed his forehead to yours, the cool metal of his crown soothing against your heated skin.

"Y/N," he whispered after a moment of silence. Your name sounded timid on his lips, as if he was afraid of your response.

"Yes, my love?" You replied, gazing into his eyes, a small smile painted on your lips.

"When I said that you should be here more, I meant that," he looked away from you for a moment, biting his lip nervously, "you should be here with me, on the throne, at all times. I love you, Y/N. And I want you to rule the galaxy by my side- as my Empress."

Tears pricked in your eyes, "Oh, Armitige," you cupped his cheeks, turning his head to make him look at you, "I love you, and I want to be by your side, always."

The kiss was almost instant. It was one filled with compassion, adoration, and absolutely overflowing with happiness.

"I love you so, Y/N, my Empress," he cooed after the kiss had parted.

"I love you Armitige, my Emperor," you replied, placing a chaste kiss on his cheek.

Not long after, you felt heat return to your abdomen as Armitige ground his hips into you, his member hardening in your heat. You let out a pitiful moan, and he smiled, pressing soft kisses to your face as your eyes fluttered close.

"My Empress deserves to be pleasured, especially on our throne."