captainmazzic:

“I – I’m not fragile, Ren. I won’t – I won’t break.”

Ren slipped in behind him, barely a hair’s breadth from Hux’s too-hot skin. “Your voice is trembling.“ 

Hux squirmed under the fierce gaze behind that helmet, hyper-aware of it even though he was facing away from the other man looming over his shoulder. The binders felt tight and harsh on his wrists, biting into his sensitive skin. He pulled against them, letting a strained sigh escape his lips. “I t-told you, I can’t help it.”

“Shall we stop?”

Hux scowled. “I didn’t say that.“ 

Ren leaned in close behind him, cupping his throat lightly in one hand and brushing his thumb against his jugular. As his other hand trailed up the back of Hux’s leg, his voice fell to a whisper, his vocoder rendering his words deep and rich and full with the visceral promise of everything Hux craved. “Then tell me what you want.”

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