“General.” Ren nodded down to him, leaning back to stretch. His back arched, cat-like, as he reached toward the ceiling and let out the smallest hint of a noise. Carefree. Hux wanted to punch him square in that uneven jaw, or perhaps those gigantic ears – if only he could move his hands.
Ren’s hands eventually settled in his messy blond locks, threading through the strands to take hold. “I don’t suppose I need this anymore.” And with that, what apparently was a blonde wig was gone and tossed to the floor. Dark and disheveled hair cascaded down to take the blonde hair’s place, curling at the precipice of the Knight’s broad shoulders. “Or these.” He tossed the ridiculous glasses to the side, all the while keeping his gaze on Hux.
And stars, did Ren deliver. Hux could barely contain himself when Ren shoved him roughly down against the bed, picking his legs up from underneath the knee to drive into him like the fate of the galaxy depended on just how thoroughly he could fuck General Hux.
back by popular demand: kylux aftercare headcanons :^D
ok so obviously Kylo likes it hard. and Hux likes to give it to him hard. Hux is legitimately a hardcore freak so they can get pretty intense more often than not. And Kylo ends up covered in blood and bruises and marks (but he loves it ofc, he begs for that shit) and so depending on how kylo is feeling after they finish hux will help kylo to the bath (he has a nice big one b/c general) and just run him some nice warm water and clean him up and wash his hair and give him sweet kisses and tell him what a good job he did and sometimes if kylo is really needy hux will get in the bath with him and wrap his arms around kylo and just hold him until the water runs cold.
or if kylo is just exhausted after one of their sessions, hux will gently rub his wounds with a warm towel and kiss each and every mark when it’s clean and he will make eye contact with kylo if possible while doing this so kylo can see in his eyes how much he loves and appreciates him and then hux tucks him in bed and kylo always falls asleep almost instantly because hux wore him tf out and hux will kiss each of kylos eyelids before he leaves.
basically hux has 0 chill during sex and gets sO fucking rough but as soon as he’s sated he becomes an absolute softy and coddles the fuck out of kylo. during sex kylo is his whore, after sex kylo is his sweetheart who needs comfort and affection and hux just dISHES out the praise like holy lord he lets kylo know he did a damn good job
Today in: Pictures That General Hux Would Rather Keep Secret
Years after compromising pictures of Cadet Hux surfaced online, he remains one of the most popular search terms on the First Orders intranet. While the authorities still refuse to make an official statement as to the origin of the material, First Order members can´t seem to get enough of their youngest general. Not even the possibility of imposing sanctions for the possession of said pictures could stop the trend. Rumours have us believe that courageous members of the Order even go as far as decorating their lockers with the forbidden material!
A gift for all those who wanted subby kylo, and for smol who wanted a sequel, and everyone else. Also celebrating the fact the *first one* reached 2k notes because???? what the fuck guys??? thank you?!? that’s ridiculous.
Dear god, someone please write this. It kind of reminds me of that QEP idea where Hux has a pair of Corellian uniform pants and tries to get Kylo Ren to wear them during role play and then proceeds to praise him on how well he imitates a rogueish space pirate… bc he has no idea who Kylo really is. EXCEPT THE OPPOSITE OF THAT LOL. ahem
Oi, let’s make tomorrow the biggest, baddest, raunchiest NSFW head canon Friday imaginable. Let’s blow this pervy popsicle stand into the damn sky. I want the SHIT U ARE MOST ASHAMED of liking and wanking to about your OTP and I want to share it right here. Out in the open for all to see and enjoy.
Listen, I’m not saying that porn is an act of resistance, but I am saying that we may as well be proud of what makes us tick, however dark and sordid (or sweet) it may be. So in honor of letting our freak flags fly:
SEND ME YOUR HEAD CANONS
because we’re definitely not watching the inauguration.
dispatches from the dumpster 
