moodboard: Sastrugi (kylux, rated r, part 2 of tidal force)
Ren’s hand lifts from his chest, and then grips his jaw again, tugging his chin front. Ren’s thumb is pressed hard against his lower lip, and Hux, dizzily, entertains the image of Ren reaching inside his mouth with all of his thick fingers, sliding down his throat and plucking the words out from where they are stuck there, one-by-one, holding them out in the meagre space between their bodies, glistening and wriggling, as if they are a prize.
“Fuck,” says Ren. It’s soft, as if he has been quietly awed by something. “You’re so starved for it.”








