thesevioletdel1ghts:

@general-huxxxy

My new kink after watching TLJ in good quality is dirty, sweaty, greasy, stubbled Kylo paired with clean, meticulous Hux.

perhaps you mean something like:

Kylo returning from a mission, still high on adrenaline, body pulsing with the Force and the thrill of the fight – he does not even consider returning to his own quarters, heads straight to Hux’s instead and when Hux steps out of the fresher, Kylo is standing there, waiting, trembling with arousal and want.

Hux tries to protest – No, Ren, I just showered, I said no but his words are lost in a gasp as invisible fingers yank the towel from around his waist and Kylo is upon him in a flash, gripping Hux’s bare ass and hoisting him up in one quick, effortless lift. Hux’s back hits the wall and Kylo presses his whole body up against him, still in battle gear, boots and gloves, greasy strands of hair hanging about his face. His cheeks are streaked with dirt; he smells of acidic sweat and heavy leather, of ozone and blaster fire and his eyes are wild with lust.

He grabs Hux’s mussed, shower-damp hair with his gloved hand, brings their mouths together in a kiss, swiping his filthy tongue across Hux’s freshly cleaned teeth and Hux lets out a horrified groan, beating on Kylo’s shoulders with his fists before breaking away with a gasp for air, struggling to breathe. He is fully naked in Kylo’s arms, his pink-scrubbed skin rubbing against the rough, grimy wool of Kylo’s tunic, almost chafing, red blotchy spots blooming on his chest and thighs from the friction. It’s both Kylo’s hands and the Force holding him up, enveloping the two of them in a cocoon and Kylo shoves his hips forward, snarling in Hux’s ear like the savage, insatiable creature he is – You smell so good, let me fuck you, please, I need it, Hux—

Hux undoes Kylo’s belt and fly with trembling hands, rucking Kylo’s tunic up to touch his clammy abdomen. He sinks his fingers into tangled black pubes, tugs on them roughly before wrapping his hand around the wide base of Kylo’s cock. He strokes upward and Kylo moans; bites down hard on Hux’s shoulder then runs his tongue over the mark he left until the sting fades away. He is sniffing at Hux’s neck like a damned animal; licks him sloppily from collarbone to ear, leaving a glistening trail of saliva on Hux’s clean skin. Hux’s nostrils are filled with Kylo’s musky scent – so powerful, so familiar and so Ren; and Hux gulps it down, his head swimming.

Kylo widens his stance to steady them, bounces Hux on his thick thighs before sliding their cocks together in one long thrust. He rests his sweaty forehead against Hux’s, staring up into Hux’s eyes, dark, intent. Slowly, he lets a gob of spit dribble out of his mouth and onto the tips of their cocks pressed together between them. Hux whimpers and squirms, eyes drifting shut in shuddering disgust, even as his insides twist up with arousal. He draws his knees up, wrapping his legs around Kylo’s waist, ankles locked together in a tight embrace and Kylo grinds himself needily against him, shoving Hux up against the wall again and again, leather-clad fingers digging painfully into the flesh of Hux’s ass. Hux clings with one arm around Kylo’s neck, his other hand trapped between their bodies, gripping their slick cocks together and Kylo thrusts a wet tongue into Hux’s ear.

You greedy fucking beastHux chokes out and he is coming, slamming his head back against the wall, the muscles of his thighs and buttocks quaking as he empties himself. His fingers clench around both their cocks and Kylo’s whole body goes rigid, mouth falling open. He looks down between them in something akin to wonder, watching his come spill in thick spurts over Hux’s hand and onto Hux’s still trembling belly. Kylo rolls his hips weakly a few more times, smearing their sticky mess all over Hux’s stomach with the head of his cock.

Hux is unable to protest anymore – his body is drained of strength, the sharp smell of come, Kylo’s sweat and his own perspiration now mingling together. Finally, Kylo allows him to stand and pulls Hux tight against him, both of them shivering, both of them thinking that they missed the other, but never uttering the words out loud.  

gaylo-ben:

Kylux – Consummation of the  Supreme Leader

Before the battle of Crait, Kylo Ren and General Hux had just enough time to consummate the new supreme leader.

Hux used to threaten that he would only fuck him “Over Snoke’s dead body” never thinking Ren could do such a thing. That day came sooner than Hux thought…

Hux was already down on his knees anyway…. Long live Supreme Leader Ren. Keep your enemies close.

//happy st armitage day 2018 to our favorite irish man-donut ❤ cheers Kyluxers!

I absolutely love your techienician! It’s everything I’ve ever needed 💕If you’re still taking prompts I’d love some real smutty techienician with techie riding matt and calling him daddy 🙏🏽

nookienostradamus:

Oooh honey, this is pushing my kink buttons SO hard. Rock on.

Matt was sitting on the bunk and reluctantly getting dressed, putting on his socks first to mitigate the effect of the cold floor below his bare soles, when Techie emerged from the refresher. Once again—as always, pretty much—Matt could barely do anything but stare. 

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