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General Hux made the biggest mistake in his life when he looked at Kylo Ren for a fraction of a second too long. It was the first time he had seen Snoke's apprentice without his mask on, and Hux was caught off guard.

He always expected the man beneath the mask to be decrepit and disfigured like Supreme Leader Snoke himself. So when Kylo Ren turned out to have a face more handsome than most of the pleasure slaves in the Outer Rim with luscious black hair and devastating brown eyes, Hux couldn't help but stare, a hot wisp of want curling up through his spine like smoke.

He snuffed out that wisp with a wave of icy malice and rage as fast as he could, flooding his mind with irritation over the hundreds of incomplete tasks that were filling up his day. Hux had learned from his time serving Snoke that mundane information was often the best defence a normal person had against Force users. Making them think you were routine and boring gave them no reason to be curious about you.

Yet Kylo Ren was like a nexu that could track prey from a single drop of blood. He caught a trace of that wisp before Hux could fully quash it.

His dark eyes latched onto Hux, and the General kept cycling through his endless to-do list as he felt something claw-like drag across his brain. The claw picked at Hux for a few moments, then the edges of Ren's lips curled up into a menacing smirk.

Hux knew then that his defences had failed him. Instead of boring the Dark Jedi, Hux had intrigued him. He had sparked Kylo Ren's curiosity.

At the time, Hux carried on discussing orders and supplies while desperately hoping Ren would somehow forget his moment of weakness. He was incredibly relieved when the Dark Jedi put his mask back on and marched off.

It wasn't until the next time that Hux saw Kylo Ren with his mask off that Hux learned how much his mistake was going to cost him.

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On an ordinary day after a very unremarkable briefing, Kylo Ren asked the General to stay as all the other officers filed out of the conference room.

A small thread of fear slithered through Hux. He strangled it with logic and resolve. Yes, dark Force users had a habit of murdering their officers. A habit Hux had even taken advantage of once when he used Snoke's short temper to remove an inconvenient rival. But Ren had no reason to kill him, and Snoke would be furious with Ren if he did. As long as Hux was the Supreme Leader's favourite general, Kylo Ren wouldn't dare touch him.

That foolish assumption was more effective than any trap Ren could have set for him. Because when Hux looked back on this day, and he would many times, he would pinpoint that hubris as his greatest error.

General Hux made every effort to purge Kylo Ren's true face from his mind. But when their paths did cross, it was hard not to imagine the knight's dark, predatory eyes tracking Hux's every move or the vicious curve of his lips every time Kylo Ren gave their subordinates an order.

Whenever Ren was around, Hux turned his thoughts towards contempt and maintenance logs. It wasn't hard given that Hux really did despise the man for how easily he earned Snoke's attention and praise. Yet when Hux was tired or overworked (which was often), appreciation for Ren slipped through. Usually when the Dark Jedi was blasting his way through enemy ships or conducting one of his artful interrogations. The intensity of his power stirred up a dangerous heat inside Hux — a chaotic mix of envy and powerlust that Hux knew he had to keep hidden.

Turns out that keeping thoughts from a mind reader was about as easy as going swimming without getting wet.

"General Hux." Kylo Ren stalked around the conference table and attempted to loom over Hux, even though he was only a couple inches taller than Hux. "Do you have something you would like to tell me?"

Hux pressed his lips together, genuinely puzzled. He had already shared his key updates during the meeting. There were a few sensitive items only for Snoke's ears that he had left out, but Ren knew better than to pry into his master's private affairs. He had no idea what the Dark Jedi was after, and he didn't like that one bit.

"I have nothing to hide from you Ren." Hux folded his arms behind his back and gave Ren the searing look he gave his junior officers whenever they were wasting his time. "You're a mind reader. You can just take what you want from me anyway."

Hux felt Ren's force powers digging into his brain. He rolled out his neverending pile of dull correspondence and started composing a missive to the Starkiller engineering team as Ren carded through his thoughts. As the Dark Jedi tried to probe deeper, Hux threw in requisitions, training reports, meeting notes, and all the other myriad bits of First Order bureaucracy that took up space in his mind. At most, Ren would find some petty gossip about which officers were sleeping with their subordinates. But that information wasn't out of place since it was Hux's job to know such things.

Ren made a noise that was halfway between a hum and a growl. "Actually, General, I can't get what I want from you. Your mind is far too fractious and busy."

Then Ren surprised Hux by taking off his helmet and dropping it with a casual THUD on the table.

As dark, unsatisfied eyes scrutinized him, Hux reached for the schematics and testing specifications of his new line of experimental weapons. He reached for anything and everything that could distract him from the fact that Kylo Ren was close enough to count the freckles on Hux's face. He seized on the rage of Ren daring to be in his personal space and stoked it into a white, hot inferno that blazed across his thoughts.

"For someone who isn't Force-sensitive, you are uniquely skilled at masking your thoughts," Ren said. His lips twitched up in amusement. "Fortunately, there are other ways to reveal your feelings."

Hux gasped as his hands were suddenly wrenched up into the air. Invisible restraints held them in place above Hux's head as he writhed and tried to free himself.

"Unhand me Ren!" Hux demanded. "You have no right to interrogate me like this you childish, temperamental brute!"

"Such harsh words, Is that truly what you think of me General?"

"Yes! You're a menace!"

Ren arched an eyebrow at him. Then, to Hux's utter horror, the man stepped forward and started unbuckling Hux's belt.

"Ren! What are you doing?! Ren, stop that!"

Hux's protests died out as Kylo Ren shucked the General's pants down and revealed his hardening cock. A flush roared up Hux's neck and pooled over his cheeks, turning his face the same blazing scarlet as his hair. Hux didn't bother trying to shield his mind since all it contained was the hot agony of mortification.

"Looks like you enjoy brutes General." The Dark Jedi reached down and flicked the General's cock. Hux felt his face grow even redder as his cock rose higher in response to the touch.

Kylo Ren's eyes gleamed. He tugged one of his gloves off and spit into his palm.

"Don't you dare touch me with that filth!" Hux seethed as Ren reached for his cock. "When Leader Snoke finds out that you've taken liberties with me, he'll be very displeased."

Ren chuckled. "Will he? Or will he be more concerned that his top general is sexually aroused by his apprentice? Because if he decides to replace one of us, it certainly won't be me."

Anger spiked through Hux's embarrassment. The bastard was right. Supreme Leader Snoke might banish Hux from the First Order's inner circle if he thought the General would distract Kylo Ren from his training.

A cruel smile grew on Ren's face as if he was sensing the shift in Hux's thinking. "Don't worry General. I won't tell Supreme Leader Snoke if you won't."

Then he gripped Hux's cock and gave it a smooth, firm tug. Hux clenched his teeth as a new heat rose in his body. He may have failed in hiding his lust from Ren, but he would rather fling himself into the reactor of Starkiller Base than give this man the sounds he wanted to hear.

Yet with each stroke of Ren's rough and calloused fingers, pleasure rose inside Hux like an unwelcome bubble in a fuel line. No matter how hard he tried to push it away, it just kept growing.

As Hux's body spiralled up towards climax, he felt Ren's force powers pooling at the edges of his brain. Panic surged through Hux as he realized what the Dark Jedi's true goal was. As soon as Hux's orgasm unravelled him, Ren was going to dive in and pluck whatever delicious secrets he could from Hux's mind.

Panic quickly turned into resolve as Hux realized he wasn't completely defenceless. He sneered at Kylo Ren then switched tactics.

Giving into the pleasurable sensations, Hux summoned the faces of every lover he ever took. He started cycling through them all: an awkward, gap-toothed classmate, a stormtrooper in the first unit he commanded, and countless smiling prostitutes who warmed his bed over the years as he relentlessly climbed the ranks. He layered their hands and faces over Ren's until they replaced the Dark Jedi in his mind as the source of his pleasure. They were the ones that were making him feel good. Not Kylo Ren.

As Hux came with a loud grunt, he felt Ren lunge for his inner core. But Hux was swimming so deep in a whirling swirl of pleasurable memories that he dragged Kylo Ren in with him.

Hux emerged from his post-orgasm bliss sweat-streaked and triumphant. Maybe Kylo Ren knew the identities of his past conquests now, but Hux didn't give a damn as long as his deeper secrets were safe.

Ren's face twitched with frustration. "You're stronger than I thought General."

"I won't roll over and spread my legs for you Ren." Hux snarled. "Not without a fight."

Kylo Ren's eyes flared like a lightsaber. He leaned in so close that Hux felt the hot pulse of Ren's breath lashing against his ear. "I will crack you open. I will take everything from you Hux. It's only a matter of time."

Ren smeared come across the front of the General's jacket. Then he slid his helmet back on and stormed out of the room.

A few moments after the door slid shut, the Force bonds released and Hux collapsed on the floor. Body trembling, Hux struggled to put his uniform back together and wondered just how far the Dark Jedi would go to keep his vow.

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Hux did everything in his power to avoid being alone with Kylo Ren. He invited more people to meetings than strictly necessary, he took his meals in the trooper's cantina, and spent as many of his waking hours on the bridge of the Finalizer as possible. He even started mentoring Lieutenant Mitaka because the Lieutenant had a tendency to follow Hux around the ship like a lost Porg chick.

Still, he couldn't avoid Ren all the time. The two of them often had private meetings with Leader Snoke, and the storage closet outside the grand meeting hall became one of Kylo Ren's favourite spots to launch his attacks on Hux.

Every time it happened, Hux wound up restrained and half-naked with the Dark Jedi's fingers roving all over him. Hux fought back fiercely, keeping his mind slippery and liquid even as Ren assaulted his body with different stimuli. It was exhausting, but Hux managed to keep Ren from clawing out anything new from his mind aside from some superficial gossip and old news.

Hux worried that his success would only make Kylo Ren escalate. Fortunately, aside from the occasional handjob and a curious finger dipping into Hux's ass crack, Ren didn't seem to be interested in violating Hux any further than he already had. His experiments with Hux weren't pleasant (especially the ones where Ren discovered Hux's ticklish spots), but Hux decided he could suffer through them as long as they didn't get any more invasive or prevent him from doing his duties.

Hux, after all, was working steadily on the First Order's most fearsome weapon yet: Starkiller Base. When the base was operational, Hux would achieve the perfect victory that he always dreamed of. The New Republic would be obliterated, the Resistance would die, and Hux would be celebrated by the entire First Order for being the architect of that victory. More than anything, Hux wanted to be on the base, fine-tuning the final preparations for their first test. Supreme Leader Snoke, however, decided that he wanted Hux and Kylo Ren to hunt for Luke Skywalker instead.

As much as that frustrated Hux, the search did have one upside. Kylo Ren's interest in Hux waned as he became more and more obsessed with locating the missing Jedi. The search took Ren off the Finalizer more often as they combed far-flung planets for the missing piece of the maps. Even when Ren was on board, he often had a prisoner to interrogate and spent his time trying to break their minds instead of Hux's.

Hux was beginning to think that maybe Ren had permanently lost interest in him when everything went to shit on Jakku. They had tracked the map down and learned that a Resistance pilot had hidden it in his droid. Hux deployed as many troops as he could spare to search for the thing, but the planet was large and it's only infrastructure consisted of recycled scrap parts held together by generous amounts of tape, wire and prayer. The search for the droid would not be quick.

"I want that map," Ren had said to him after Hux inferred that the Dark Jedi was letting his personal interests get in the way. "For your sake, I suggest you get it."

Hux felt that threat in his bones. Which is why he decided to delegate delivering the news about their failure to recover the droid before it left the planet on the Millennium Falcon to Lieutenant Mitaka. He figured it was never too early for a young officer to learn to navigate the abusive natures of those who wielded the dark side of the Force.

While Mitaka was likely regretting his life choices, Hux retreated to his quarters for a much-needed shower and sleep.

Hux emerged from the refresher wearing a regulation black tank top and matching shorts. All the lights were off. A chill skittered up Hux's spine. He knew he didn't turn them off.

Hux calmly turned to his dresser and retrieved the blaster he kept in his top drawer. Then he shot a bolt towards the intruder sitting on his favourite leather reading chair.

The bolt stopped in mid-air. Red light crackled and fizzed, illuminating the unmasked smiling face of Kylo Ren. His dark eyes had a wild, fearsome energy in them — like he could destroy worlds with a single glance.

Only Hux knew Ren didn't want to destroy worlds. He wanted to destroy Hux.

"General." The Dark Jedi rose and took a step to the side. Hux flinched as the blaster bolt slammed into his chair. The smell of charred leather filled the room. "That was a very cowardly move sending your lieutenant to inform me of your failure."

"My failure?!" Hux fumed. He calculated the distance between himself and the door. It was too far. All he could do was keep talking and hope for an opportunity to escape or grab one of the many vibroblades he had tucked away in different spots around the room. "You're the one who insisted on retrieving the droid intact! My troops would have easily blown the Millennium Falcon out of the sky if you weren't so hell bent on getting your hands on that map."

Kylo Ren thrust a hand out towards the General. Hux's body seized up like a giant length of rope had suddenly coiled around him, pinning his arms to his sides. Hux felt his pulse spike as the Dark Jedi flicked a finger and drew him closer. His bare feet slid helplessly across the floor until he was right in front of Ren.

Hux thrashed against the invisible bonds. "You have gone too far Ren! I have tolerated your perversions because they don't interfere with my work, but when Leader Snoke hears how you barged into my quarters and-"

"You really think my master doesn't know what I've been doing to you?" The question struck Hux like a blaster bolt to the chest. No, It wasn't possible. Surely, the Supreme Leader wouldn't approve of something this unseemly.

Ren smirked. He trailed a gloved finger down the side of Hux's face. "My master knows everything Hux. My thoughts. My desires. My fears. My dreams. He sees them all. Everything I am is his. Just as everything that is yours will be mine."

A shudder rippled through Hux as the implications of what Ren was saying sank into him. He couldn't expect Snoke to interfere because if the Supreme Leader really wanted to stop his apprentice from tormenting the General, he would have done so already.

"You're correct that my master wants you to be functional Hux," Ren continued. "I can't use my usual methods on you. But my master sees the value of me developing more nuanced approaches to break strong minds like yours."

The sounds of cloth tearing sent a jolt of panic through Hux. He fought to control his breathing as he felt his clothes slide off him in tatters. His skin flushed red as Kylo Ren's eyes slowly trailed up and down his exposed body. His face grew searing hot as Ren's gaze lingered on his hardening cock.

"It's the struggle that does it for you, isn't it Hux?" Ren mused. Hux flailed and writhed as the bonds squeezed tighter. Ren laughed as Hux's cock (traitorous thing) filled even more. "Struggle all you want. You can't win."

The Dark Jedi twisted his fingers and started tilting Hux onto his back. Hux fought even harder as he felt his legs spread open.

"Stop it Ren! Put me down this instant!" Kylo Ren ignored the General's demands. He just kept folding Hux to his liking until his knees were hiked up and his arms were wrenched behind his back. Hux's gut lurched as Ren reached into his robes and drew out his own cock. "Ren! Don't you dare!"

But the Dark Jedi didn't get any closer to Hux. Instead, he sat down on the chair, giving himself lazy, languid strokes as he watched Hux's hysteria grow.

"If you rape me Ren, so help me, I will murder you in your sleep and hang your head up in carbonite for everyone to see!" The General threatened, even though he knew his odds of following through on that threat were very slim.

"I'm not going to rape you General." Ren's gaze was steady and resolved. Hux felt a spark of hope flare up inside him that he would be spared the worst. Then one side of Ren's mouth quirked up as he said, "The Force is."

Hux cried out as he felt something plunge into his hole. He fought with every ounce of might in his body as the invading Force tendril slid deeper into him.

"Security! SECURITY! SEC-MMMPH!" Another invisible tendril plunged into Hux's mouth and muffled his shouts.

"We'll have none of that." Ren spread his fingers out. The Force tendril filled Hux's mouth until his lips were stretched obscenely around it. Hux could only whimper as the other tendril started filling him too. It burrowed into him, wriggling, coiling and slowly swelling up inside him until there was no more room and Hux was filled to the brim.

"I like you like this General," Ren said. "So stuffed you can't speak. Perhaps I'll keep you like this for a while."

Hux made a strangled growl. He struggled, but the movement only made him feel what was packed inside him even more. A new pressure formed inside Hux's head as he felt Ren sliding into his mind. Hux drew up a Dejarik board and started playing through every strategy he knew. He rolled out multiple games, playing them all against himself in layers of activity that kept Ren from accessing his innermost parts.

Kylo Ren frowned. The pressure in Hux's head receded some. "Let's see how long you can keep this up under more distracting circumstances General."

Something wrapped around Hux's cock and squeezed. Hux bucked. Then heat rose in Hux's belly as the invisible tendril coiled around his cock and started moving up and down. A muffled moan slipped out of him as his cock grew hard.

Hux twisted and turned, trying to escape the relentless pressure. But each movement only made him clench harder around the thick force tendril occupying his ass. Then the tendril swelled up even more inside him, pushing Hux's body to the brink. His concentration fractured, and Ren resumed his attack on Hux's mind.

A sound of pained fury burst out of Hux. He felt like a skin being pulled across the head of a drum from all the sensations Ren was forcing on him-the incessant tugs on his cock, the aching in his clenched jaw, the stretching of his rim to the point of pain. All of his Dejarik games and distractions and barriers started to slip away as he felt Ren's power enter his head like the slow, inexorable press of a blunt spear tip trying to puncture him.

Hux couldn't take much more. He knew if he didn't yield something, Ren would break through and take everything. He waited until he felt like he was on the very edge of bursting apart then threw open a segment of his mind. The spear slid to the point of least resistance and pierced his mind.

Hux shouted as a hot stream of come shot out of him. Then he felt Ren yanking the dislodged memories out of him like beads on a string.

He gave Ren his murders. Not the murders Hux ordered (which were numerous), but the ones done with his own hands. There was his first combat kill on Jakku, which was sloppy and desperate and resulted in Hux crying himself to sleep for weeks. There was a homeless vagrant who sold details about his unit's location to the Republic for drinking money. And there were countless stormtroopers- vulnerable young people whose only crimes were not meeting Hux's ruthless standards.

Kylo Ren groaned with satisfaction as he sifted through the memories and stroked his own cock more fervently. The Force tendrils slid away and Hux was lowered to the floor in front of the couch. Ren stood over Hux as the General drifted in a fog of sheer exhaustion. Ren shuddered and grunted. Then Hux felt warm come drip onto his belly like wax, mixing with the mess he already made on himself.

"Find the droid General," Kylo Ren said as he tucked himself back into his robes. "Or I will come back for the rest."

The Dark Jedi collected his helmet then stepped over Hux and left the General's quarters. Hux stayed on the floor for a while, just staring up at a softly hissing air vent as the come congealed on his skin.

Hux quietly resolved to add one more murder to his collection. Because if he wanted his perfect victory, he needed to destroy Kylo Ren before the Dark Jedi destroyed him.

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The opportunity to kill Kylo Ren came quicker than Hux thought it would and at the worst time possible.

Hux oversaw the first successful test of the Starkiller Base superweapon. The pride he felt as his weapon obliterated five planets was immense. Years of hard work and careful planning had led to that incredible moment. As Hux watched those planets disintegrate, he felt in the deepest fibres of his being that he was absolutely the most powerful military officer in the universe and nothing would stop him from forcing every single civilized society to bow to the First Order. That perfect victory was within his grasp.

But then the Resistance launched a small but fierce counterattack. Hux was confident his forces could squash their efforts. But he hadn't imagined the possibility of a small insurgent force weakening the thermal oscillator. He also hadn't planned on Kylo Ren getting distracted by his personal obsessions with Han Solo and that stupid scavenger girl. So with a few well-placed shots, the rebels brought down the most glorious machine Hux ever created.

As Starkiller Base crumbled, Supreme Leader Snoke ordered the General to, "leave the base at once and come to me with Kylo Ren."

Hux couldn't disobey without risking his own head. He had to at least make an effort to find Ren, and with any luck, the Dark Jedi would be close enough to death for Hux to finish him off.

To his extreme disappointment, he found Ren alive. The Dark Jedi was wounded and laid out flat on a blood-soaked patch of snow, barely clinging to consciousness. He was close to a cliff that likely opened up after the first implosion and Hux found himself wondering if he could just tip Ren over the edge.

Kylo Ren must have noticed the General calculating the distance between his body and the cliff. Because he forced himself up on his elbows and started struggling to sit up. "You won't get away with it Hux. If you couldn't conceal a small lie from me, what makes you believe you can hide a murder from my master?"

"Perhaps I'll be doing the First Order a favour after your failures today." Hux clenched his leather-clad hands into fists. His blaster was so close. With Ren this weak, no doubt one shot would end him.

"That won't erase your failures General. Do you really want to be the sole focus of my master's ire?"

Hux bit the inside of his cheek so hard, he tasted blood. He used the pain to ground himself as he gamed out all the possible scenarios. He swore as he reached the same conclusion. If Kylo Ren was dead, then Hux would receive the full brunt of whatever punishment Snoke handed down for allowing the Resistance to destroy their biggest weapon.

"I despise you," Hux growled. Then he hauled Kylo Ren off the ground and started dragging him to the command shuttle.

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From a star destroyer flying away from the doomed base, Hux watched his greatest creation unravel in grim mourning. Years of careful plotting and work turned to rubble in minutes. His perfect victory had been so close. It was one of the few times in his adult life Hux truly felt like crying.

The evacuation and journey to regroup with the Supreme Leader's flagship, the Supremacy, was going to take days. Hux intended to use that time to craft a new plan for quashing the Resistance that would appease the Supreme Leader and hopefully convince him that Hux was useful enough to stay breathing.

The first two days were blissfully free of Kylo Ren since the Dark Jedi required extensive sessions in a bacta tank to stabilize his wounds. After he regained consciousness though, Ren seemed more volatile than ever. He destroyed half of the medical bay in a fit of rage. The chief medical officer wisely decided to have the moody Force user recuperate in his quarters and sent medical droids to tend to him instead of their more fragile medical staff. All that achieved though was creating more work for Hux's droid technicians, who could barely keep up with Ren.

Hux tolerated the destruction until Lieutenant Mitaka had informed him the Kylo Ren put more than half of their medical droids out of service. If any more droids were damaged, they wouldn't have enough units to cover all the shifts in the medical bay. If Hux wanted his troops to be in peak fighting form for executing his new plan, he was going to have to deal with the Dark Jedi before they reached the Supreme Leader.

Not wanting to give Kylo Ren a chance to lay hands on him, Hux tried sending some of his subordinates first. Kylo Ren refused to open the door for Lieutenant Mitaka. Captain Peavey was bold enough to override the door lock but was tossed out on his ass before he could utter a single word. Captain Phasma, who Hux reluctantly sent since she was one of the few officers he actually liked, succeeded in delivering the message and emerged from Ren's rooms unscathed. A mere hour after she delivered it though, another lightsaber-sliced droid was sent to the shop. That meant Hux, and only Hux, could deal with Kylo Ren now.

Surprise, General Hux decided, would benefit him. So he armed himself with a blaster and two vibroblades then barged into the Dark Jedi's quarters right after a medical droid was scheduled to administer medications.

"Lights, 100%!" Hux ordered and blinding fluorescent light flooded the room. There was swearing and Hux found Kylo Ren sitting on top of his bed trying to shield his eyes from the light with his hand.

Ren was wearing a black tank top and pants rather than his usual robes. His room was littered with signs that he was unwell — bloody bandages strewn across the table, empty vials of pain medication, an untouched canister of liquid rations. When he drew his hands away from his face, there was a hideous stretch of black medical mesh holding the right side of his face together.

"General Hux." Ren snarled at him as he rose from the bed. Even with his injuries, Ren still moved with the liquid feline grace of a nexu. "I told you and the other officers not to disturb me until we reached the Supremacy."

"Your destruction of vital medical equipment says otherwise Ren." Hux gestured at the droid parts scattered near the bed.

Kylo Ren glanced at the destruction then gave Hux a dismissive snort. "Go away General."

"No!" Hux marched forward and backhanded Ren across the uninjured side of his face. "There are other people on this ship besides you Ren! Your stupid selfishness cost us Starkiller Base and I will not tolerate it any more!"

"I cost us Starkiller Base?" Ren moved closer. "How do you figure that General? It was a flaw in your designs that the Resistance took advantage of."

"And it was a flaw in your priorities that gave them the opportunity to exploit it!" Hux's body tremored with rage. He held his ground as Ren circled him, keeping his hands positioned close to his blaster. "The Resistance would have never been able to plant those explosives if you had been focused on our mission instead of your own personal obsessions. You could have stopped them. But no! You were too focused on killing your father instead!"

Kylo Ren's former identity as Ben Solo was an open secret in the First Order. Anyone who dared to bring it up, got choked out or skewered by Ren's lightsaber. Hux knew what he was doing was like poking a mythosaur in the eye. But he was too furious about Kylo Ren ruining his perfect victory to care.

"General Solo was a high-value target who needed to be elim-"

Hux scoffed. "No single target is worth sacrificing an entire base. You ignored our larger objectives just so you could kill one man and chase after a girl who bested you even though she never held a lightsaber in her life. And now you're aggravating your injuries because you were stupid enough to think your daddy issues would die with your father. You're pathetic Ren!"

Furniture rumbled around them. Kylo Ren's eyes grew feral and dark. It was in that moment Hux realized he had made a serious error. During his rant, he had allowed Ren to position himself between Hux and the door.

Might as well go all in, Hux decided. "Grow up and get your priorities in order! You're not a child any more Ben!"

The tension in Kylo Ren's body unfurled like a whip. He lunged at Hux with a roar. Hux side-stepped the attack and bolted for the exit. Hands seized the back of his belt and yanked him back. Ren clamped an arm around Hux's shoulders and shoved him towards the bed. Hux dug his heels in and jabbed a hard elbow into Ren's stomach wound. Ren howled in pain. Hux slipped free and sprinted across the room.

Hux slapped a hand on the door panel. The door slid part of the way open only to shudder and snap shut. Terror spilled over Hux like liquid carbonite as he heard a lightsaber ignite behind him. Drawing his blaster, Hux whirled around just as Ren slammed into him.

Hux found himself pinned against the door. His blaster was pressed up against Ren's throat. Ren's lightsaber punctured the door near Hux's hip and the sparking crossguard was perilously close to Hux's ribs. One flick of Ren's wrist and it would spear Hux's lung.

Yet that wasn't the most distressing thing to Hux. The two of them were so close that Ren's hips were flush against his and there was no way to hide just how much the fighting had turned them both on. Heat and fear swirled in Hux's belly as he felt Ren's hard length grinding into him.

Hux decided he would rather die than have that cock inside him. He pulled the trigger.

Click! Nothing happened. Click! Click! Click!

Hux spotted an indentation in the side of the gun. Ren had bent one of the firing circuits out of place with the Force.

"Fuck!" Hux hissed. Ren smirked at him as Hux kept desperately pulling the trigger.

"A good effort General." Ren's smirk grew into a lavicious smile. He plucked the useless blaster from Hux with the Force and flung it away while he pawed at Hux's body with his free hand. He found the hidden vibroblades and took them too. Then, satisfied that Hux was disarmed, Ren leaned slowly into Hux's space and seized the General's lips with his own.

Disgust roiled through Hux as Ren's tongue invaded his mouth. How dare he! Hux was going to remind him that being weaponless wasn't the same as being defenceless. He wrenched himself free and bit Ren hard on the cheek where the medical mesh was.

Ren growled and dislodged him by slamming Hux against the door. Then he sank his own teeth into the side of Hux's neck. Hux swore as Ren bit and sucked his pale flesh, no doubt leaving a trail of marks behind as he went.

Hux shucked his gloves then drove his nails hard into Ren's exposed shoulders. He dragged them harshly across Ren's skin, drawing blood. Ren made a feral sound as he tried to arch away from Hux's fingers.

"You're going to regret that General."

"No I'm not." Then Hux grasped Ren's stupidly large ears and sank his nails into them. Hux got to enjoy the pained look on Ren's face for all of ten seconds before two invisible hands seized his wrists and yanked them above his head.

"Enough!" Ren drew the lightsaber out of the door and tossed it away. He unbuckled Hux's belt then hauled Hux towards his table. Dirty bandages and liquid rations flew off it with a wave of Ren's hand. Then he bent Hux over the table face first.

"NO!" Hux screamed. The Force spread his arms out across the table and pressed down on his upper body like the plate of a trash compactor. Hux's lower body was still free, so he drew a leg up and tried to kick Ren with it. Ren easily dodged the blow then yanked Hux's pants and underwear down in one rough movement.

"Let me go!" He heard the snap of a cap. A bottle of medical gel thunked down next to Hux's head. Then a slippery finger wriggled into his hole. "Stop it Ren! Get off me!"

Ren ignored Hux's futile pleas as he stretched Hux open on his fingers. He twisted them around and crooked them up. He struck a spot inside Hux that sent a streak of heat straight to Hux's core. Hux flinched then moaned involuntarily as Ren struck that spot over and over again. Hux squirmed around Ren's fingers as the Dark Jedi worked him right up to the edge then abruptly drew his fingers out.

"You bastard!! Finish what you start-" Hux's words died in his throat as he felt something hot and thick prod his ass crack. Hux's lips quivered as it finally registered that Ren was going to have his way with him. There was nothing Hux could do to stop it. "Let me go Ren. You don't need to do this."

"Now who's being pathetic General?" Kylo Ren asked. He caressed Hux's ass then spread Hux open and speared him with his cock.

Hux choked down a whine as Ren fucked into him. He only gave Hux a few seconds to squirm around the cock filling up his hole before starting to plunge in and out of Hux with slow, tortuous strokes.

This was way worse than getting violated by the Force. The Force had been unmoving, impersonal, and cold. Hux had been able to distance himself from it because it felt so unnatural.

But Ren's cock felt like it was engineered just to torment Hux. With each movement, it slid deliciously over all of Hux's sweet spots. If this cock belonged to anybody but Kylo Ren, Hux would be moaning and babbling praise by now. Instead, he bit his bottom lip so hard it bled. Hux refused to give his rapist any satisfaction.

As Ren's cock drilled into his ass, Hux felt the Force start drilling into his mind. He thrashed and swore. "Get out of my head Ren!"

"Not until I have it all General." Ren dug his fingers into Hux's ass and sped up. Hux ground his teeth and poured everything he had into his mental barriers. Paperwork, games, strategy, engineering manuals — Hux threw them all up like walls shielding the inner parts of his mind.

Yet there was something different about having Kylo Ren inside him. The intimate connection made Ren's attacks stronger. With each thrust, Ren seemed to be knocking down Hux's mental walls almost as fast as he was putting them up.

The Dark Jedi leaned over Hux and started thrusting even harder into him. Hux's stomach lurched as the musky stink of Ren's sweat washed over him.

"Surrender General." The power of Ren's Force blows intensified. Pain lanced Hux in between the eyes like a massive nail was being driven into his skull. Even then, he refused to back down.

"Never!" Hux spat blood from his mouth. "I'll never surrender to you Ren!"

A calloused hand clenched around Hux's throbbing hard cock. Then Hux wailed as Ren sank his teeth into the thick skin of Hux's back. The potent sensations of pleasure and pain were too overwhelming. Hux felt the walls and barriers around his oldest memories crumble. Hux fought valiantly to shore them back up only to feel them burst into dust as climax claimed him.

Hux's childhood spilled out of him along with his come.

There was the quaint innocence of his early years. Laughter. Rain. Flowers in a garden that smelled like staroses and happiness.

Then there was his slow awakening to the fact that his parents seemed to hate him. Hux didn't understand this. Parents were supposed to love their children or at least not hit them and burn their arms with cigarras until they cried.

The day he learned he was a bastard flared bright like a star in his memories even though it was stormy and dreary day. Hux ran away from the woman who he thought was his mother. He stayed hidden in the garden all night, shivering and crying in the rain.

Years of abuse followed. Only through the sanctuary of school and military training and the mentorship of Grand Admiral Rae Sloane, he learned to fight back.

Every insult, every assault, and every negligence Hux's father committed against him echoed through Hux's mind as Kylo Ren drew them out. Anger and hurt and self-loathing churned through him like the vicious coastal storms of his home world. Hux got so caught up in it that one memory from his adult life slipped free before he could stop it: the day he asked Phasma to assassinate his father.

"You killed your father too." Ren's voice pulled Hux back to the present. The Dark Jedi was folded over on top of him on the table, his bulk covering Hux like a thick blanket.

"At least your father deserved it." Hux felt the man draw in a shuddering breath, then wetness dripped onto Hux's neck. Was Ren crying?

It occurred to Hux that he wasn't the only one who had been in mourning the past few days. Only Hux had lost a dream, not a person. He didn't know what a loss like that felt like because the few people he might shed tears for were still alive. He saw now that the droids, his officers, and Hux himself had all been victims of Ren's misdirected grief.

That grief, Hux determined, was an opportunity. Killing someone he cared about had clearly broken Ren. When Supreme Leader Snoke learned just how distraught his apprentice was after killing Han Solo, he would not be pleased.

Hux endured the Dark Jedi's proximity. He was too tired to push Ren away. As the Dark Jedi quietly wept on top of him, Hux refined his plot to turn the master against his apprentice.

This plan absolutely had to work. Because if Kylo Ren got his hands on Hux one more time, the Dark Jedi was going to own him.

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Ren's own failures, it turned out, were more than enough to drive a wedge between Supreme Leader Snoke and his apprentice. When they boarded the Supremacy, Snoke summoned Hux, and only Hux, to his throne room.

After a brief amount of grovelling, Hux presented his battle plan to destroy the main Resistance base on D'Qar. Thrilled by the prospect of stamping out the Resistance for good, Snoke ordered Hux to launch his plan immediately.

Hux risked ruining the Supreme Leader's merciful mood by sharing his concerns about Kylo Ren as well. Snoke's eyes narrowed as Hux described the Dark Jedi's tearful reaction to his father's death. Hux didn't provide the full context or mention that the only reason he even know about the tears was because Kylo Ren had pinned him down and savaged him. He figured the Supreme Leader would learn about that in due time. For now, all that mattered was that the Supreme Leader knew the full extent of his apprentice's failure.

"Thank you General," the Supreme Leader said as he drummed his fingers on the arm of his throne. "I will discipline my apprentice accordingly."

Hux felt his shoulders uncoil the moment he stepped out of the throne room. Not only was he still breathing, but the Supreme Leader had backed his plan to crush the Resistance base and promised to punish Kylo Ren. That was truly the best outcome he could have expected. All Hux needed to do now was execute his plan, and the perfect victory over the Resistance would be his. Hux could already taste the sweetness of it.

A few hours later, there was a sour taste in Hux's mouth instead. The first part of the operation did not go smoothly. Hux was insulted by an obnoxious Resistance pilot who made him look like a fool in front of his bridge crew. Then that same blasted pilot took out all the cannons on Captain Canady's dreadnought before the Resistance bomber fleet blew the dreadnought to pieces. Captain Canady at least took out the entire Resistance bomber fleet before going down with his ship.

Snoke was so displeased after the Resistance ships jumped into hyperspace that he threw Hux across the bridge with the Force. Hux was beyond tired of temperamental Force users flinging him around like a used rag. Fortunately, he had a backup plan to keep the Supreme Leader from killing him on the spot.

"They can't get away Supreme Leader. We have them tied on the end of a string." Hux had been developing methods for hyperspace tracking in secret for months. After a few successful remote tests, Hux had the technology quietly added to the Supremacy. With their new, superior tracker in place, there was no way the Resistance ships could slip through their fingers now.

"Well done," Supreme Leader Snoke said after Hux returned to the throne room and explained how they would run the Resistance down. "The Resistance will soon be in our grasp."

The praise from his ruler made Hux puff up with pride. He couldn't resist sneering at Kylo Ren on his way out of Snoke's throne room. Even if the Dark Jedi overpowered him physically multiple times, there was no way Hux was going to let Ren win the long game. Hux's position as the favourite was too strong.

When he heard a report from his second-in-command that Kylo Ren had destroyed the inside of a lift, Hux had to drive his fingernails into his palm to keep himself from cackling with joy. Ren's meeting with Supreme Leader Snoke had clearly not gone well. All the better for Hux.

Hux did get a bit nervous when Kylo Ren decided to work through his anger by jumping in a TIE fighter and shooting down Resistance ships. The last thing he needed was to lose precious fighters to Ren's impulses. To Hux's relief, the Dark Jedi unleashed the perfect amount of recklessness on the Resistance fleet. He destroyed a hangar bay and the bridge of the main cruiser before Hux had to order him to return.

The most miraculous thing was that Kylo Ren obeyed Hux's order to retreat without protest. When that happened, Hux nearly danced a Twi'lek jig on the bridge. This was truly one of the most splendid days in his entire life.

As much as Hux wanted to stay on the bridge until every Resistance cruiser was shot down, Hux knew it was going to take hours for them to run out of fuel. He ordered Captain Peavey to send for him if there were any major developments then headed to his quarters to catch some sleep.

On his way, Hux drafted a victory speech in his head. He would give it from the bridge of the Supremacy once he succeeded in stamping out the very last traces of the Resistance fleet. Like the launch of Starkiller Base, he was certain the day the Resistance died would be marked forever in history.

Deep in his fantasies, Hux didn't bother switching the lights on as he entered his quarters. He was going to go straight to bed in his uniform so that he would be ready to go the moment Captain Peavey summoned him. Hux kicked off his boots then flopped down on his bed.

The moment his head hit his pillow, Hux realized there was someone else sitting on the mattress.

"Lights! 100%!" Hux rolled off the mattress and drew his vibroblade in one fluid motion. The lights unveiled Kylo Ren sitting at the end of his bed.

"Ren! What the hells are you doing here? Get your moody ass out of my room. I need to sleep!" Indignation rushed through Hux like a stream. The last thing he needed was Kylo Bloody Ren sullying his perfect day and his perfect victory.

When the Dark Jedi's eyes slid to him, Hux felt his bones turn to ice. He knew this look. It was the same look his father wore whenever he came home drunk. A look that said I'm going to kill you.

Kylo Ren rose from the bed and stalked towards the General. The air around him seemed to boil. Even with no Force sensitivity, Hux could feel power rolling off Kylo Ren in waves.

Snapping to his senses, Hux lifted his vibroblade to strike. Ren flicked a finger and the blade soared out of Hux's hands and smashed into the control panel for his door. Hux gulped as he heard the circuits fizzle and spark. There was no escape for him now.

"You thought you could whisper your poison in Snoke's ears and that I wouldn't find out, didn't you General?" Ren's voice was like a lightsaber hidden in silk, smooth and deadly.

"All I did was tell the Supreme Leader the truth." Hux tried to speak the words defiantly, but he couldn't quite manage it. His body was shaking too hard.

Kylo Ren came right up to Hux and loomed over him like a beast trying to decide where to take its first bite. "You think you've won already Hux. You may have pleased the Supreme Leader with your strategy and your cleverness. And yes, you may have successfully focused his anger in my direction. But that doesn't mean you'll win. Even though I will wear the shame of failing our Supreme Leader forever on my face, I can still defeat you Hux."

Ren seized Hux by the neck and dragged him to the bed. He lifted Hux off his feet and slammed the General down hard onto the mattress. Before Hux could recover, Kylo Ren was on top of him. The Dark Jedi straddled Hux and pinned his wrists down on either side of Hux's head.

Trapped beneath Ren's oppressive weight, Hux instantly reverted to his five-year-old self, quivering and wilting under the ferocious gaze of someone more powerful than him. "Please Ren. Don't hurt me. Please."

"You're mine Hux and I will take everything." Ren held Hux's wrists in place with the Force as he ripped Hux's pants and underwear off him. Hux screamed as Ren drew out his cock and plunged into him with no preparation beyond slicking his cock with spit.

Hux's defiance resurrected as he felt the burning slide of Ren moving in and out of him. He bucked his hips and kicked his legs out, trying to throw Ren off him.

Ren responded by fucking Hux harder, driving him deep into the mattress with each thrust. Hux moaned loudly as Ren pounded ruthlessly into him, sending sparks of pleasure flying through Hux's synapses. All the General could do was take it.

Then, with Hux's body thoroughly conquered, Kylo Ren came for his mind. His Force power drove into Hux like a battering ram. Hux refused to yield without a fight. He summoned every barrier he was capable of. He took his most precious secrets and shielded them with his most powerful emotions: his shame, his fear, his never-ending anger for every person who ever dared to abuse him.

Ren kept hammering against his barriers. Near-overwhelming pain clanged through Hux's head with each strike. Ren was holding his wrists down himself now, focusing all his Force power on penetrating Hux's inner defences.

"Let me in Hux!" Ren drove each word home with a brutal thrust.

"NO!" Hux spat on Ren's face.

Ren roared. The air around them thrummed. Then with one more mighty thrust, Kylo Ren drove himself into Hux's mind.

Hux howled like a wounded animal. He writhed and clawed and fought, but it was too late. Ren was deep inside him, taking every memory, dream, and secret Hux held dear. He was flipping through Hux's most private thoughts like they were pages in a book and leaving nothing untouched.

The violation dragged on with Ren still filling Hux up with cock even as he emptied Hux's head. Hux felt Kylo Ren everywhere. In the air he breathed, the pain he endured, the emotions he felt — the Dark Jedi seeped into every little part of Hux like an unwelcome virus.

Hux's skin flushed scarlet as everything was exposed to Ren. The obsessive ways he groomed himself. The secret preference Hux had for Wookie taffy. His love of animals and how desperately he wanted a pet so he could rub his hands against soft fur every day.

Then there were the less nice parts of him. His wish to make everyone under his command lick his boots. His persistent shame and fear about never being good enough. His grim desire to enrol every child in his stormtrooper program so that they would never have parents to disappoint them or hurt them. His pride at obliterating Hosnian Prime.

Ren's dark brown eyes met Hux's icy green ones as he absorbed it all. The man's lips parted ever so slightly in wonder, and for the first time in his entire existence Hux felt like someone was seeing him as he truly was.

Ren took it all. He even took the remains of Hux's dignity as Hux's body responded pleasurably to the violation. Hux bit his lip as his cock filled to the throbbing point.

"Please Ren," he begged. "Finish this. Please."

A merciful hand gripped Hux's cock. There were two swift tugs then Hux was spilling all over himself.

As Hux convulsed around the Dark Jedi's cock, Ren came for Hux's deepest secrets. The assassinations of key First Order rivals. His sabotage of a clone program that would have undercut his stormtrooper program. His belief that he, and he alone, deserved to be Supreme Leader.

Kylo Ren scraped the last scraps of Hux's mind out of him like he was licking the very last morsels from an empty bowl. Only when there was nothing left did he fill Hux with his come.

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"Hux. Hux?"

Hux was drifting. He wasn't sure where or why or how, but he instinctively knew that he was better off drifting. He felt odd and disconnected — almost like he had somehow turned into a million grains of sand being blown away by the wind.

"Hux, come back!" He felt a tug. He was coalescing, solidifying, fusing back together. Hux didn't like that. But the voice wasn't giving him a choice. It never gave him a choice.

Pain spiked as Hux snapped back together. He was whole, though he still seemed to be stuck in some no man's land between reality and whatever strange pocket of existence he had fallen into.

"HUX!" The voice jolted every cell in Hux's body at once. Hux suddenly remembered he had a body and that it was lying on his bed. Hux blinked and found Kylo Ren above him. He was leaning over Hux with his fingers pressed in Hux's temples. His face was slick with sweat, his robes were a jumbled mess, and his eyes were blown out with concern. If Hux didn't know better, he might have thought Ren was worried about him.

Feeling returned and Hux was suddenly aware of the sticky mess coating the lower half of his body. Hux swallowed and tried to order his thoughts. Then everything that happened crashed into him like a tidal wave.

A sob burst out of the General like a geyser. "Ren, what did you do to me?"

Kylo Ren's brow creased over his wide, watery eyes, yet he said nothing.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?!" Hux's scream made the Dark Jedi flinch and draw back.

"I...I don't know," For the first time in all the years Hux had known him, Kylo Ren looked terrified. It only made Hux feel worse.

This was supposed to be the day Hux achieved his perfect victory. Today, he was supposed to vanquish the Resistance, best all his rivals, and prove to the entire universe that his father was wrong about him. Instead, the atoms of his soul had been torn apart and plundered by Kylo Ren.

"Get out." Hux shoved Ren off him. "GET OUT!"

"No." Ren threw his arms around Hux. He clamped the General tight to his chest and stroked a soothing hand up and down Hux's back. "I have to stay."

"Let go Ren!" Hux beat his hands against the man and tried to pry himself loose. Yet he was too depleted to break free.

It didn't matter any more. Ren had everything. There was no point in Hux hiding his tears. So Hux did the one thing he swore he would never do. He surrendered to Kylo Ren and let himself be held and comforted by the man who broke him in the first place.

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When Hux woke up to a communication ping, Kylo Ren was gone. Hux was naked and clean and tucked under his blanket.

"General." Captain Peavey's voice arose from the comm on Hux's nightstand. "The Resistance medical frigate is about to run out of fuel."

"Excellent." Hux pushed himself up. He was sore, his limbs were a bit shaky, and his head felt like it had been put through a blender. But Hux felt strangely well-rested. "I'll be right there Captain.

A fresh uniform was laid out at the end of Hux's bed. His greatcoat was hanging in front of his dresser. It looked like it had been pressed.

Hux scoffed. Was Ren trying to be a considerate rapist now? How strange.

Inconvenient feelings bubbled up in Hux as his mind tried to parse what happened to him. He was extremely embarrassed that he had fallen apart so thoroughly in front of Ren. He was also terrified of what the Supreme Leader would do to him once he collected all of Hux's secrets from the Dark Jedi. After all, Snoke owned Ren just as much as Ren owned Hux now.

There was nothing Hux could do but wait for the inevitable summons from Snoke. Until then, he was going to keep pursuing his perfect victory. If he was going to die, then he wanted to be remembered for bringing the Resistance to the grave with him.

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Seeing the Resistance medical frigate break apart felt so good, that Hux briefly thought about singing one of those rousing anthems that their propagandists wrote. Given how raw his feelings still were from Ren's attack, Hux resisted the urge and only allowed himself a small, satisfied smile as he watched the debris field grow.

After the fun part was over, Hux distracted himself from his churning emotions by collecting reports from his bridge officers and calculating new estimates for when the Resistance cruisers would run out of fuel. A few hours. That's all the life the Resistance had left in it.

More than a hour went by without Hux hearing from the Supreme Leader or Kylo Ren. He was running out of things to do on the bridge and started channelling his nervousness about the impending fallout of his secrets being revealed into nitpicking the cleanliness of the bridge stations. He had Mitaka and most of the junior officers scrubbing buttons and polishing screens before Hux decided he might as well check Ren's location so the Dark Jedi couldn't surprise him.

Displeasure crackled through Hux as the computer revealed that Kylo Ren was in Hux's quarters. The smart move would be to ignore him and focus on ending the Resistance. But the knowledge that Ren was in his space (again) nagged at Hux like a buzzing insect. Hux had to know what the Dark Jedi was up to, even if it meant Ren might attack him.

Marching into his quarters with his arms clasped tight behind his back, Hux was surprised to find Ren standing in front of his window with a bottle of Corellian brandy in one hand and two glasses in the other. He had no shirt on.

Hux ground his teeth. He should have stayed on the damn bridge. It was too late to turn back now. "Ren, why are you hanging around half-naked in my quarters? Are you preparing to celebrate my upcoming demise now that you and the Supreme Leader know all of my secrets?"

"No." Kylo Ren spun around and set the glasses down on the table. His face was different. His skin looked like it had been stitched over the medical mesh. There was only a jagged scar where the material had been. "My master doesn't know anything. Not yet."

Hux narrowed his eyes. "I thought the Supreme Leader sees everything inside your mind."

Kylo Ren poured brandy into the glasses and brought one over to Hux. "I've adapted some of your techniques General for defending my thoughts. I'm no good at Dejarik. Dice games work better for me."

Hux was stunned. Ren was protecting Hux's secrets from Snoke. But why? What did the Dark Jedi want?

He looked down the brandy then looked up at Ren, "Are you trying to get me drunk before you rape me this time?"

Ben shook his head. "No."

"Is this an apology?"

Ren frowned. "No. This is a celebration."

Anger shot through Hux like a Mandalorian jetpack. "Of what?! You violating me?!"

Ren looked at Hux like he was as dumb as an Ewok. "No. Don't you see Hux? You survived one of your greatest fears today."

Heat rose in Hux's cheeks. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Yes you do. Your greatest fear is exposure Hux. All your life you have feared the possibility of someone seeing you for who you really are. Because you believe that everyone who sees the true extent of your twisted darkness will run away."

Hux pursed his lips. There was no point in denying it. Even the people in his life who encouraged his darkness were inevitably repulsed by it. Hux had learned from a young age to hide his true self.

Ren took a step closer and locked eyes with Hux. "I saw all of your darkness Hux, and I'm not going to run away. Because your darkness doesn't scare me Hux. It excites me."

There was a strange shift in Hux's chest as the truth of Ren's words dawned on him. Kylo Ren had seen Hux for who he truly was — a ginger-haired tyrant who loved soft fur and mass murder —and he liked what he saw.

A chill as cold as space itself swept through Hux. He shivered. "You're a monster Ren."

Kylo Ren downed his entire glass of brandy. "You're not the only one who has said that to me today."

He pulled Hux into a kiss. Hux stiffened. Was he going to force Hux down on the bed again? Was he going to pry Hux open? What more could Ren possibly take from him?

Yet Ren's hands didn't wander. His grip stayed gentle. He seemed to only be interested in kissing Hux. His lips were warm and soft with just a hint of sweetness from the brandy. It was lingering and gentle — the sort of affection Hux had very little experience with. It was... nice... and confusing as hell.

Because if Hux knew Ren's deepest fears, he would exploit them. He would torment the Dark Jedi until Hux tasted the salt of his tears. He would watch with glee as Ren's sanity unravelled bit by bit. He would savour Ren's pain like a finely prepared Bantha steak.

But Ren didn't do any of those things when Hux was at his most vulnerable point earlier that day. No matter how much Hux stretched his brain, he couldn't figure out why. Selling ice pops on Hoth made more sense than anything Kylo Ren did.

Ren broke off the kiss then tugged Hux over to the luxurious leather lounger stretched out beneath the window. "Come. Give me an update on your efforts to wipe out the Resistance."

He made Hux sit down on the lounger. Then Kylo Ren, one of the most feared warriors in the known universe, curled up on top of the General and laid his head down on Hux's lap.

"Are you ill?" Hux could truly think of no other explanation for the Dark Jedi's bizarre behaviour.

"No. I'm just having a really strange day and want some peace."

Hux almost laughed. Ren needed peace, and he was seeking it out from the man he raped? A man who would merrily slice open his throat? It was one the most preposterous things Hux had ever heard. He wanted to shove Ren on the floor and dump the brandy on his head.

Caution forced Hux to stay still and take a large gulp of the brandy instead. His overall position was precarious. His goal was still the same. But now he had to win the Supreme Leader's favour and encourage him to eliminate Ren even quicker. He might be on the verge of that perfect victory he wanted so much, but none of it would matter if Ren decided to spread Hux's secrets around the ship like confetti. He had no choice. He had to bide his time until he could figure what Ren's new game really was. And that might take a while given how odd the Dark Jedi was acting.

As Kylo Ren stared out at the stars, Hux stared down at him. He found himself wondering if Ren's hair was really as soft as it looked. Hux blamed the brandy. He drank some more of it then took his gloves off and started stroking his fingers through Kylo Ren's luscious black hair.

Peace, he decided, was something he probably could use more of. Only in Hux's experience, peace was a fickle, nebulous thing that would never, ever, last.

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Hux's dream of a perfect victory died with Supreme Leader Snoke.

Horror nearly brought Hux to his knees when he saw his ruler's mangled corpse tumble off the throne. Snoke had been his only hope for escaping Kylo Ren. With him gone, there was no one left in the First Order who could take out the Dark Jedi.

Turning around, Hux found his salvation: Kylo Ren passed out on the floor. Heart racing, Hux reached for his blaster.

Ren jolted awake. Hux quickly drew his hand back. He ground his teeth and cursed himself for being too slow. If he had just two more seconds (just TWO more), he would have been rid of Kylo Ren for good.

Hux glared down at the inconveniently alive Ren. "What happened?"

"The girl murdered Snoke." The Dark Jedi pushed himself up and staggered over. He echoed Hux's question, "What happened?"

"She took Snoke's escape craft."

"We know where she's going. Get all our forces down to that Resistance base. Let's finish this."

The casual tone of the order grated Hux. Something snapped inside him. This was supposed to be his perfect victory. He was supposed to quash the Resistance and lay it in front of the Supreme Leader's feet. Snoke being dead didn't change the fact that it had been Hux's brilliant plan that had gotten them this far. Taking his agency and stealing his most private thoughts wasn't enough for a monster like Kylo Ren. He had to take Hux's army too.

"Finish this?!" Lava-like anger burbled up in Hux. "Who do you think you're talking to?! You presume to command my army?! Our Supreme Leader is dead! We have no ruler!"

Ren's hand shot out towards Hux. Electric panic shot through his body as the Force clamped down on Hux's throat. He reached up and clawed at the invisible Force in a futile gesture.

"The Supreme Leader is dead?" That murderous gaze was back, just like the one Hux's father and so many of the other abusive people in Hux's life had worn. Only on Ren's face, it was far more ugly.

Hux slid down onto his knees. From a lifetime of experience, Hux knew there was only one choice he could make to keep breathing: surrender.

"Long live the Supreme Leader," he said.

Kylo Ren released him. Hux bent over on the floor, coughing and sputtering. He heard the loud thunk, thunk, thunk of boots. Then rough hands hauled him up by the front of his greatcoat.

"Everything you are Hux belongs to me!" Ren snarled. His face was close enough that Hux could see the jagged vessels in his eyes and smell the blood on his breath. "Your secrets are mine! Your army is mine! Your body is mine!"

Hux gasped as Ren grabbed his cock and squeezed.

"You belong to me General," Ren growled. "Don't you ever forget that!"

"Yes, Supreme Leader!" Hux quivered. He didn't have to be a Jedi to see his future. He was going to be at Ren's mercy for the rest of his life. There would be no perfect victories. Just perfect misery.

Kylo Ren gave Hux's cock one more firm squeeze then let him go. He spun around on his heels and gestured for Hux to follow. Apparently, Hux was still the Supreme Leader's favourite general.

At least, Hux told himself as they entered the chaos of a shipwide evacuation, they still had a very strong position over the Resistance. The rebels were so thoroughly cornered and outnumbered on Crait that Hux thought no one could possibly blow this advantage — even Kylo Ren.

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Their defeat on Crait was so humiliating that Hux took all his meals in his room. He could endure the staring and subtle looks of pity on the bridge because there was still a fleet that needed to be run. But Hux didn't want to interact with the crew more than what was strictly necessary.

He wasn't the only one who was embarrassed by the outcome. Their new Supreme Leader had locked himself in his quarters as soon as they had settled back onto the Finalizer and refused to come out or speak to anyone.

This worked just fine for Hux at first. He had no desire to see Kylo Ren, especially since the self-absorbed Dark Jedi had not only ignored Hux's advice during the battle but had flung him into a shuttle wall for his trouble.

After days passed without a single command from the Supreme Leader, the rumours and whispers started getting out of control. Members of the First Order Supreme Council started angling to make power grabs of their own, and given Hux's recent string of failures, he didn't have the influence he needed to stop them. Kylo Ren had to restore order, and since Hux had performed so poorly lately, the Council volunteered him to confront the Supreme Leader.

At this point, Hux really didn't have much more to lose than his life. And his life felt bleak enough that he wasn't sure he would mind losing it. So he served himself a final drink (three fingers of Coreillian brandy, neat) then headed to Kylo Ren's quarters.

He was expecting to have to override the door, or least fight with Ren about entering his space. To his surprise, the door slid open before Hux requested entry. Did Ren actually want to see him? More likely, he had accepted the same thing Hux had: that the two of them were destined to clash.

Kylo Ren was sitting on a black couch so simple and sturdy-looking, it was more like a bench than a couch. He wasn't wearing his usual robes. Instead, he had on a black short-sleeved shirt and a pair of soft-looking black pants that were slightly too big for him. He was staring out at the endless sea of stars with eyes just as dark and empty as the space in front of him.

All around him, the room was a mess. Pieces of destroyed furniture were scattered around the room like a post-battle debris field. The cleaning droid hadn't cleaned anything because it too was strewn across the room in pieces.

Hux felt his fingers clench into fists. "Is this what you've been doing the whole time you've been in here Ren? Wrecking things and throwing fits like a child?!"

Kylo Ren didn't acknowledge the General as Hux stormed over. Even when Hux stood directly in front of him, the Dark Jedi just continued staring at nothing in particular.

"Answer me Ren!" Hux's demand dripped with rage. Shouting at the Supreme Leader, a man who could snap his neck with a thought or spill Hux's secrets to his enemies, was not the wisest move Hux had ever made, but Hux didn't care any more. Kylo Ren had destroyed his perfect victory and Hux wasn't going to be silent about it.

SMACK! Leather clapped against skin as Hux backhanded Kylo Ren across the face. "Your faithful servants have been waiting days for their Supreme Leader to give them orders, and you been sitting in here moping like a little boy. How dare you!"

Kylo Ren didn't flinch or look at Hux. A slight tightening of his lips was the only indication he heard Hux at all.

Hux made a fist and hit the Dark Jedi again. Then again and again and again. "We had them! The Resistance was as good as dead! And then they got away because you threw away our advantage to settle a personal score with Skywalker!"

One of Hux's punches drew blood. Kylo Ren snarled then Hux felt the Force snake around him and pin his arms to his side. Hux's fear skyrocketed as he braced for the Force to come crushing down around his neck.

But Kylo Ren didn't kill him. Instead, he dragged Hux over to the couch with the Force and made him sit down.

The Dark Jedi still didn't say anything. He didn't even wipe the trail of blood away that was dripping from his nose. He just gazed out at the stars as Hux struggled next to him.

"She didn't take my hand Hux when I asked her to join me." Ren's voice was heavy like it took a great feat of strength to form each word. "She wanted to. I saw it in her eyes."

Hux felt an angry twitch start in his jaw. "Are you seriously telling me that you have been brooding in here for days because that scavenger bitch rejected you?! That's a new level of pathetic for you Ren! I really didn't think you could get any worse."

Kylo Ren's eyes slid from the stars to Hux. His gaze had none of usual anger or malice in it. Instead, there was a melancholy so deep, Hux felt like was looking into an endless void.

"She is the only other person in the universe who could possibly understand my struggles with the Force," Ren said, "I offered all of myself to her. I showed her everything that I am. I shared my glorious visions of our future. And she ran away from me Hux. Just like my parents. Just like my uncle. The only one who never ran was Snoke. And I killed him for her because I thought she would stay..."

As Ren spoke, Hux suddenly saw why Ren stayed with him that day. Ren knew just how profoundly it would hurt to be abandoned after being so thoroughly exposed to another person's judgment. Apparently that was the one sort of pain Kylo Ren was unwilling to inflict, even on a ruthless adversary.

Ren smirked. "You and I seem to be afraid of the same things General."

Hux snorted. "Perhaps. But I wouldn't have let a stupid girl distract me from quashing the Resistance."

"If you saw the future I did, maybe you would have."

"I doubt that very much."

Ren wiped the blood from his face and shifted towards Hux. "I can show you. Maybe then you'll understand."

He grabbed Hux's belt buckle and started working it open. Prickles ran up Hux's spine like a swarm of insects running a race. Hux snarled and squirmed against his bonds. "I'm not your pleasure toy Ren!"

"You and I don't have a Force bond Hux," Ren said, like that would ultimately explain why he was kneeling down on the floor and settling himself between Hux's legs. "I can't give pieces of myself to you the way I gave them to her. It would kill you."

Ren settled his hands on top of Hux's thighs. "I can't give you everything. But I can show you what we really lost that day if you want to see."

It took Hux several heartbeats to realize that Ren was actually giving him a choice this time. His first impulse was to knee Ren in the face and tell him to go throw himself off the flight deck. Because why should he ever let this monster of a man near his body again after all he has done to Hux?

Yet the Dark Jedi looked so good down on his knees. The way he looked up at Hux with his earnest brown eyes and his thick, pouty lips sent heat spiralling through Hux's belly. A power-hungry maniac at heart, Hux really liked the idea of the Supreme Leader sucking his cock.

Hux licked his lips. "Show me."

Kylo Ren unzipped Hux's pants and gently freed Hux's cock. He adjusted Hux's clothes some then leaned in and wrapped those plush lips of his around Hux.

A satisfied moan seeped out of Hux. Ren's mouth was gloriously warm and wet and perfect. His tongue applied just the right amount of pressure, licking and teasing the head of Hux's cock in the most exquisite ways.

Something brushed against Hux's mind and he instinctively tensed. The presence retreated some. Then Ren ran a soothing hand up and down Hux's leg until Hux remembered that he chose this. He took a calming breath then let Kylo Ren inside his head.

Murky darkness enveloped Hux. He floated in it for a while, lost in a pleasurable haze. Then something came into focus.

It was the throne room on the Supremacy. Only there were two thrones instead of one. Ren sat on one. The scavenger girl, Rey, sat on the other. Both of them were dressed in robes so glamorously dark, the cloth seemed like it was cut from the blackness of space itself.

Hux knew immediately what he was looking at: two Sith at the very height of their power. A man wearing a prison uniform quivered on his knees in front of them. He looked vaguely familiar to Hux — a leader who sympathized with the Republic maybe. Whoever he was, he must have said something wrong. Because Rey activated a dual-sided lightsaber staff and removed his head.

Behind her, Ren smiled with vicious glee. Hux could tell she was his dark queen. Instead of a Supreme Leader, they were a supreme pair of tyrants ruling the universe side by side.

The throne room faded and different visions of that universe emerged from the murk. Great, soaring cities full of stormtroopers and civilians dressed in imperial gray. Children in uniform reciting a pledge to the New Empire in their classroom. Fleets of star destroyers bringing order to the chaos of the Outer Rim.

This world was full of beautiful, glorious order. There were no outlaws or criminals. All material needs were met and provided for. Every single person had a clear purpose in service of the Empire.

Hux felt his joy build into rapture. The visions sped up, swirling around him as his pleasure grew. Hux felt his body trying to tug him back into the physical world but he resisted.

"Just a little longer!" Hux begged. He wanted every second of this marvellous universe that he could get. "Please Ren."

Yet Hux was already past the point of no return. As he careened towards the edge, Hux savoured views of conquered worlds, full prisons, and massive ships patrolling the stars. He clung hard to those visions as the tension inside him broke and Hux came with an ecstatic shout.

That universe melted away and Hux returned to his own. He slumped back on the couch, boneless and free of Ren's Force restraints. Echoes of those visions flitted through his mind as Ren gently suckled Hux's softening cock.

He heard the Dark Jedi swallow. Then he felt a head lean against his inner thigh. The two of them stayed like that for ages as Hux tried to find words that could even possibly begin to describe what he saw.

"That was..." Hux rolled his head up off the couch and looked down at Ren. "That was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen."

Kylo Ren only sighed. His eyes were glossy — like he was trying not to cry. Hux could see now why the Dark Jedi was so devastated. This future Ren had foreseen was his perfect victory. Achieving this future had been just as important to him as quashing the Resistance was to Hux.

A vindictive, childish part of Hux took joy in Ren's misery. After all, the Dark Jedi had thwarted his perfect victory. It seemed only fair that the scavenger girl thwarted his.

The more logical part of Hux though took over and started churning through the possibilities Ren's vision presented. It occurred to him that there might be more reasons for the Sith to operate in pairs besides a master's need to ensure their legacy with an apprentice. Perhaps ruling the known universe was too much for a solitary leader. Maybe all the previous attempts to instil order had failed because the strength of two was needed instead of one.

A new path became clear to Hux — a path that would lead to both freedom and power. It was a dangerous one, but Hux had to risk it.

"That girl was a fool," Hux said. "She wouldn't take your hand, but I will."

Kylo Ren's eyes went wide with shock. Suspicion creased his brow. Hux didn't blame him. He hadn't even fully convinced himself that what he just proposed wasn't utterly mad. This man had violated Hux in the most intimate and cruel ways possible. He had single-handedly destroyed years of Hux's hard work and careful scheming. He was a living nightmare. And now, instead of running away like he should be, Hux was offering that nightmare his hand.

Because Hux could see just how desperately Ren wanted another person to validate him. Hux knew that if he gave Ren the unconditional acceptance he craved, Ren would devote himself to Hux until the day he died. That stupid scavenger was probably too noble to exploit the vulnerability Ren offered her, but Hux wasn't. He would gladly use Ren's weakness against him.

"I will be your partner Ren," Hux continued. "I will swear not to run away from you If you swear never to enter my mind again without an invitation and you allow me to have my way with you the way you have with me."

Kylo Ren pressed his lips together in distaste, but he didn't say no outright. He just studied Hux with a wary expression like he was trying to sort out how the General was going to benefit. Hux felt Ren's Force powers brush the edges of his mind. It was like the Force equivalent of knocking on a door.

Come in Ren. See the future we can have.

As the Dark Jedi slid into his mind, Hux conjured up his own vision of the future. It was a future in which Ren still ruled, yet Hux was perpetually by his side: the Supreme Leader and his Grand Marshal. Kylo Ren's eyes widened as Hux showed him how they could achieve the beautiful, orderly universe they both wanted through the unparalleled combination of Hux's military might and Ren's dark Force powers. As long as they stood together, their enemies would either bend a knee or be crushed into dust.

Hux's heart was drumming hard against his ribs. He had made his play. If Ren shot down his offer and decided he would rather own Hux then stand next to him, then at least Hux could tell himself that he did everything he could to keep the Dark Jedi from enslaving him.

The corners of Kylo Ren's lips grew into a wide smile. His eyes shone with unshed tears. It was a gorgeous look on him, "Yes. This is our destiny. How could I have missed it?"

Hux held out his hand to Ren. "Join me. Please."

The tears spilled from Kylo Ren's eyes. He took Hux's hand then surged up to kiss him. Hux pulled the Dark Jedi into him as their lips came together like colliding stars. Heat flared between them as their kisses deepened and they each sought to overwhelm the other with passion.

Hux flipped them around on the couch so that Ren was beneath him. The General whipped his belt off then lashed it around the Dark Jedi's wrists. Lifting Ren's hands above his head, Hux drew his vibroblade and stabbed it through the belt leather deep into the couch arm. Ren already destroyed most of the furniture in the room, so Hux didn't feel too bad about adding to the mess.

"Use the Force to escape and I won't let you come," Hux growled. He tore the front of Ren's shirt open then latched his teeth onto one of the Dark Jedi's nipples. Ren bucked and swore but didn't try to escape. Hux gave the other nipple the same treatment then started working his way down Ren's body, nibbling and nipping sensitive skin.

Hux dragged Ren's pants off him then freed himself from his uniform. The General's cock was already hard. The sight of Kylo Ren splayed out on the couch with his fat cock resting on his belly only made Hux harder.

Something nudged Hux's hand. He found a tube of medical gel floating in the air.

"What did I just say about the Force Ren?" Hux said as he snatched the tube and coated his fingers with gel.

Ren smirked as Hux spread the Dark Jedi's legs and started massaging his hole with slicked up fingers. "You said I couldn't use it to escape."

"Think you're clever don't you?" Hux slid a finger inside Kylo Ren then crooked his finger just so. The Dark Jedi writhed beneath him. "You're not the only one who can take someone apart while you're inside them Ren."

Hux added more fingers and relentlessly attacked all the spots inside Ren that made him squirm and moan. Just as Ren's muscles were starting to shine with sweat, Hux drew out his fingers. Ren whined at the loss, but he wasn't empty for long. Hux lined himself up and slowly pushed his cock into Ren's slicked-up hole.

"Hux!" Ren gasped as the General filled him up. When Hux bottomed out, he rested his hips against Ren, giving the Dark Jedi some time to appreciate just how full of Hux he was. Ren was biting his bottom lip like he was trying to contain himself. A thrust from Hux changed that. Ren gasped as Hux started to take him.

Ren felt amazing around Hux's cock: hot and velvety and tight. His face was even better. Hux catalogued all the delightful twitches and tremors he provoked in Ren as he plunged in and out of him.

Hux was so focused on getting reactions from Ren, he almost didn't notice he was sliding into the murky mist of Ren's mind. Overwhelmed by sensations, the Dark Jedi's thoughts were slipping free from him like wisps of smoke.

O­ne of those thoughts pleased Hux very much. "I didn't know I was your first Ren."

Kylo Ren was no awkward virgin, but his thoughts showed Hux that the General was the first and only person to see the Dark Jedi like this: vulnerable and on his back. Kylo Ren had never let anyone else inside him.

Ren's eyes flared with alarm. The mist condensed as Ren started drawing his thoughts back into himself.

"Oh no you don't!" Hux thrust hard enough into Ren to make him yelp. "After all you did, you are going to let me in Ren. You are going to let me have my fill of your secrets or I will leave you here desperate and unsatisfied."

Ren bit his lip. His eyes flashed with anger like he was going to unleash the Force and tear Hux off him. But then Hux's cock swept over a particularly good spot and Ren moaned. "Have it your way. But don't go too deep. You might not come back."

Hux was drawn deeper down into the mist. Ren's feelings crashed over Hux like waves. Lust, yearning, pain: they whirled and clashed as Hux continued driving pleasure into Ren's body. It was incredible to experience Ren's feelings as Hux fucked him. Hux felt like a god.

Ren's mind was like a deep and dark ocean with no end. Hux instinctively knew that if he tried to reach too far into the past or for one of Ren's more sensitive secrets that he would drown. Ren's more recent memories were closer to the surface though.

Hux saw that Ren had screamed and sobbed so hard after Crait that he lost his voice. He felt the vulnerable pounding of Ren's heart as the Dark Jedi held his hand out to Rey. He witnessed how Ren betrayed Snoke, cutting him in half on the cusp of what Snoke believed was his perfect victory.

"You liar," Hux huffed.

"Hypocrite," Ren snarled back. "You could build a new Starkiller from your lies General. AH!"

Hux bit Ren on the ear. He picked up his pace, fucking into Ren like he was trying to set the Dark Jedi's insides on fire. "That's not my rank any more Supreme Leader. Address me correctly."

"Yes, Grand Marshal!" Ren moaned loudly as Hux's frenzy eviscerated what little remained of his self-control. He arched his hips to bring Hux even deeper into him. His cock was hard and leaking as he bumped up against Hux, searching for any relief and friction he could get.

A sharp thrust from Hux drove Ren over the edge. His body convulsed and come streamed out of him. Ren didn't grunt or shout when he came. He just shuddered and opened his quivering lips in a fantastic O shape like he lost his capability to form sound.

The expression stayed on Ren's face as Hux sought his own pleasure. The sight of Kylo Ren, the most feared man in the universe, melting beneath him brought on Hux's climax. A harsh shout broke free from his lips as Hux came inside the Supreme Leader.

Panting hard, Hux flopped down on Ren's chest to catch his breath. He heard a light clink, then Ren's arms wrapped around him, the cool leather of the belt around resting in the middle of Hux's back.

Hux snorted. "You could at least pretend you can't break free any time you want."

"I did." Ren slid one of wrists free and showed it to Hux. "Your wicked belt left bruises."

Hux grinned. He liked leaving marks. He twisted so that he could free himself from Ren and fetch a towel. But the Dark Jedi clung tight and refused to let Hux go.

"Stay." The word was an order and Hux thought about pushing back on it for the sake of reminding Ren that Hux was his partner now, not his possession. However, Hux was just so comfortable lying on the Dark Jedi's chest. Listening to the soothing beat of Ren's heart as the Supreme Leader dragged his fingers through Hux's hair just felt so good. It made it easier for Hux to pretend that someone actually cared about him.

Ren's possessiveness wasn't going to go away. If anything, it would probably get worse. The two of them would almost certainly try to kill each other again. They were just too stubborn and proud not to.

Something had shifted between them though, and tangling with Ren no longer terrified Hux the way it did before. Yes, Ren was volatile. Yes, Ren could kill him with the snap of a finger. Yes, Ren would try to control Hux. But Hux knew now that he would be able to hold his own.

Because the Supreme Leader was his. Hux had conquered one of the most terrifying monsters to ever roam the stars simply by accepting him for who he was.

That, Hux realized, was about as perfect as a victory could be.

THE END