imagine if hux tied kylo down with cuffs that reduce the force (is that a thing) and puts a remote vibrate butt plug in and leaves him there all day while hux works, with him every once in a while just turning it on for a short period generally knowing just how long kylo lasts so after a timed wait he turns it off knowing damn well kylo would have been close but giving it to him so when he gets back to his room kylo is just so hard and panting and a mess, he takes the plug out and keeps his

deluxekyluxtrashcan:

gloves on to finger him and listen to kylo moan into the mattress, talking about how naughty he’s been to make such a mess on the mattress with his pre cum and he just gives him a good spanking and kylo is begging about how he can’t handle this anymore and hux asks what’s the point of your training if you can’t even control yourself and just every time kylo tries to rut against the mattress hux grabs his hips and spanks him again and by the time kylo cums he’s crying

[insert that ‘good shit’ meme here]

Fuck. And that ‘what’s the point in your training’ bit… oh man, this is fucking perfect. How did you cram so much goodness into two asks? I salute you.

hollyhark:

jeusus:

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-Under the Ruins of a Walled City, chapter 2, by Hollycomb.

I’m okay with sad!! This is gorgeous– I love the way you used the light, which is so important to the whole atmosphere of his room here, and to this part of the story in general, and I’m so glad you drew this scene. His longing and regret are palpable and lovely and sad, but I think there’s also some real hope here, because he’s reaching into that light ;___; Thank you so much for drawing this! You don’t know how excited I get when I get an inkling that you’re working on something from my fic :3