OKAY BUT one of them all tied up they’re fucking rough but there’s a mirror in front of them. The one behind is nuzzling at the others neck and holding their hand as they lovingly watch their reflection

saltandlimes:

[OMG This is EXACTLY WHAT I MEAN]

At first, Kylo lets his head fall forward between his shoulders. He’s panting, hair stuck across his forehead in slick strands. The rough noise of his breaths roars in his ears, and for a moment, it’s all he can hear.

When he opens his eyes, though, he catches the slick slide of Hux’s cock, the slap of his thighs against Kylo’s ass. Kylo moans, trying to spread his legs wider.

He can’t, though, legs locked in place by the spreader bar Hux clamped about them earlier. Kylo struggles for a second, fighting against the metal and soft cuffs around his ankles.

“No.”

A single word from Hux, and Kylo subsides. Hux’s thrusts get sharper at the word, cock pushing into Kylo faster and faster. Kylo’s cock throbs, and his fingers go slick with desperate sweat.

Then Hux’s mouth is at his throat. Kylo waits for the bite, for the clamp of teeth on skin, waits to let out the whimper of pain that will bring Hux to the edge.

There’s a soft caress on his skin.

Kylo looks up, breath catching in his throat. In the mirror across from them, he can see Hux, see the way Hux looks at him.

He has never seen anything like it.

It is as though Hux is staring at the source of life made visible. His lips curve softly into a smile, even as his eyes are wide, pupils blown out in awe. As Kylo watches in the mirror, Hux presses another soft kiss to the base of his neck.

“Beautiful,” Hux murmurs, and for the very first time, Kylo believes him.