Tag: nsfw

Reconditioning

ao3feed–kylux:

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2d6s7cd

by JinxedAmbitions

Ben Solo is one of the FBI’s most promising young agents. While he’s had a few disciplinary hiccups, he’s intelligent and not afraid to do what needs to be done. His personal life is a mess, and he may not look like your typical federal agent, but he might be the only man for this job. Ben’s looking for a promotion and something like the glory his parents always talked about before he was born.

The FBI is looking to take down one of the country’s most elusive prostitution rings, specializing in the types of sex that Ben’s boss has only read about in the novel his wife hides under the bed. Ben is going undercover as a “slave” in order to gather information on the ring’s leaders, purchasing a premium package from the agency. 30 days as a slave to a professional Master, and a guaranteed sexual experience of a lifetime.

He gets chosen by Hux, or the General as he insists Ben call him, and he quickly realizes that no training could have prepared him for this experience. Every day, Ben, or Kylo as he is known at the club, finds out more and more about the organization, but the more he learns the less he wants to destroy them.

*Part of the Kinktober challenge with a themed chapter being posted every day.*

Words: 6626, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2d6s7cd

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.”

archangels-and-timelords:

Hello, fandom. The first thing I actually post to contribute and it’s this… But the idea wouldn’t leave me alone. 

Story time: I had a dream in which Hux was wearing something like this, and it was hilarious. Kylo had to rescue him, Hux was furious, Kylo was a little turned on, yadda yadda. Then I buy this Star Wars colouring book and there’s an Art Nouveau Slave Leia page. And it’s beautiful. And the first thing I think of is: Hey, I should draw Hux in that. So I traced a few elements of the Leia piece so that the pose would be the same and they could be mirrors of each other. Then I start altering…. Sex change and thinning-out on the body, completely new face and hair, new weapon, and radically different background. I spent a ridiculous amount of time staring at pictures of almost-naked Domhnall Gleeson. And what I end up with is this. The Starkiller-as-halo effect was kind-of an accident, but I love it.