You sat in a hard-backed chair next to Hux's bed. He was still unconscious from surgery, but his coloring looked good. You had been told that the procedure had been a success. The burnt parts of his intestines and liver had been removed and the live tissue had taken to treatment well. Overall, he was strong and would easily pull through.
You had thanked the team and then asked when he would be discharged. The head doctor informed you that, barring complications, Midra could leave tomorrow evening. You had thanked them again and had gone to Hux's side.
You had oscillated between sitting next to him and walking to the lone wide window to look out over the rainy night-time city. You couldn't see the big port--and the seat of the council--from this side of the medcenter. Instead, your view was of the sleek buildings with their glowing windows. The heavy rain obscured many of the details, but you were able to make out squat buildings that were pumping out steam into the air between the skyscrapers. You had wondered if the steam smelled like spice.
Hux snorted himself awake and gave a weak cough. You sat up and leaned near. His eyes darted to the movement, and he relaxed when he saw that it was you. He licked his dry lips and made a face at the condition of his mouth.
"Water?" you softly offered.
"Please," he croaked.
You figured out how to raise the head of the bed and got it to an easy recline. Hux freed his arms and adjusted the sheet over himself as you presented him a lidded cup with a flexible straw coming out the top. You had tested the water after the med team had left and found it unpolluted.
He took a few good pulls and gave the cup back to you with a murmured thank you. He wiped at his mouth and then pressed his palms against his stomach.
"Feels solid," he commented.
You nodded and repeated what the doctor had told you. Hux seemed to find what you said acceptable. He stared out the window in thought.
"It's raining," he said. "I... I haven't seen rain in a long time."
"I've only seen holos of it." You'd also seen and felt rain in visions, but you didn't need to mention that.
"I was having a dream about you." He glanced over, and you nodded for him to continue. "It was like that second night of staying with you and Ren."
You knew exactly what he meant. It had been an overwhelming haze of pleasure that had stretched on for the whole evening. You had been between them, their hands all over you. You hadn't wanted it to ever stop. Ren had been plastered to your back as he slowly thrust his cock in your ass. One of his solid arms had been across your chest to hold you still while the other braced against the bed. Hux had been under you, rolling his hips and pumping his perfect dick inside your clenching pussy. They had called you their beautiful girl as they kissed you and touched every inch of you.
"We were on a sea of red," Hux said with a sigh and shook you out of your memory. "You two are so cruel with your beauty. I hated you both after Starkiller. He ruined everything and still got you."
"Do you still hate us?"
"Not as often now," he admitted with a minute shake of his head. "Mostly I want to pick up the pieces with you two at my side."
"You don't need us to do that."
"I want it, though. I want it all."
You nodded and turned to the window to watch the steady rain. You guessed Hux still thought he had a chance to be emperor of the galaxy. For all you knew, maybe he did. However, you weren't sure you could be at his side. You didn't want to be stuck on a Star Destroyer for your whole life. You didn't want kings thinking they could own you like Solculvis had believed.
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Pet | Kylo Ren x Reader | Precious Pet Series | Book 1
FanfictionYou are the ward of Lor San Tekka. Everything is going just great until Poe Dameron visits one night. Relevant tags: Inappropriate Use of the Force, Stockholm Syndrome, Force-Sensitive Reader, Morally Ambiguous Reader, Slow-ish Burn, Departing From...