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Kylo looked at Hux in confusion. "Where do you think you're going?"
Hux looked back at him. "Back to my quarters. We're done, aren't we?" Did he want to go again?! The man was insufferable!
Kylo smiled. "No, we're not." He grabbed Hux by the hips and pulled him back to him, wrapping his strong arms around him, Hux's back pressed against his chest. He kissed his shoulder and nuzzled into his hair.
"What are you doing?" Hux shouted as he tried to untangle himself from the larger man.
"Stop," Kylo ordered sternly. He did. "Just relax." He let go of him and started to rub his arms gently. "I thought you said you'd done this before."
"I have, many times," he replied, the harsh clip in his tone receeding slightly as he relaxed into Kylo's touch.
Kylo pushed his mind toward Hux's through the Force. Their proximity and current state of intamcy made it easy to step inside. "No one has ever taken care of you afterward before?"
"What are you talking about?" Hux asked. "We get what we want and we part ways. That's how it's done."
Kylo rubbed at his wrists. "No, that's not how it's done," Kylo assurred him. "Let me show you." He summoned a small bottle of ointment to his hand, squeezed some into his palm and began rubbing it into Hux's right wrist. It was a salve he'd used before on his own cuts and bruises. It contained small traces of bacta, so it both soothed the rope burns and helped them heal.
He felt Hux relax and heard him breath out a long sigh. He didn’t say anything, just watched as Kylo rubbed the ointment into his skin. As soon as he was done with his right wrist he went to the other and did the same.
It angered him that Hux had never had a partner that gave him after care. Hux was a submissive brat in the bedroom, the only time and place he gave up control willingly, so Kylo was rough with him, even tied him down.
Hux liked being submissive when it came to sex. He could shut his mind off and just enjoy himself. Kylo seemed to be the perfect mix of domineering and forceful. He knew when to take Hux's will away and force him into things, but he also knew when Hux simply needed to be convinced and lulled into it.
Kylo had finally finished rubbing the salve into Hux's aching wrists. He moved Hux to the other side of the bed and stood up. "Wait here," he told him. He put the ointment back on the nightstand and retrieved a new bottle. He climbed back into the bed and straddled Hux's hips.
"Are you serious, Ren," he whined. "I don't think I have it in me to go a third time tonight."
Kylo looked down at him. The look in his eye made Hux weak in the knees. "That's not what I'm doing. Just, relax, okay?"
Hux just nodded. As much as he often hated Kylo, he trusted him. He trusted him enough to let him blindfold him, tie him down, and fuck him, so he was certain he could trust him with whatever he was doing now.
He squeezed the bottle and drizzled the contents onto Hux's chest. It smelled sweet, an odd mix of floral and fruit. Kylo set the bottle down and started rubbing the liquid into him.
"Massaging oil?" Hux was dumbfounded. What was Kylo up to? He MUST have been hoping for another go around, but Hux was exhausted and he didn’t have the stamina he had when he was a much younger man.
Kylo rubbed at his aching muscles on his chest; he didn’t realize how sore he really was. At one point in their evening excursion, Kylo had tied his arms behind his back and left him kneeling on the floor for at least an hour.
Kylo moved farther down his body, moving down the bed as he went. Hux was confused and surprised when he didn’t touch his cock at all, he simply moved on to massaging his legs. He carefully lifted one leg and rubbed the oil from the top of his thigh to his ankle. Hux closed his eyes and moaned. It felt wonderful!
Kylos smiled. "Feeling okay then?"
He breathed out heavily, a sigh of pleasure. "Yes. VERY okay."
Kylo kissed the inside of his thigh. "Good." He then gave the same ministrstion to his other leg. Hux felt like he was going to melt right into the mattress. He was weak and pliant in Kylo's hands but in a different way then he'd been throughout the rest of the night. Earlier he'd felt wound up and was ready to do whatever Kylo wanted in order to get some relief, but this... He felt safe and as though Kylo only wanted what was best for him.
Hux pulled away when Kylo started rubbing his foot. "Don't do that!" he ordered, though there was little force in his words.
Kylo looked back at him. "I was just going to give you a foot rub. Do you not want me to?" he asked sincerely.
"No, I..." he hated to admit it, "I'm ticklish."
Kylo gave him a kind smile. "I'll be careful." He pulled his foot back toward him, added more massaging oil to his hands, and rubbed the top of his right foot. "You're on your feet all day. Someone should do this for you once in a while."
Hux scoffed. "And I suppose that person should be you?" he asked snidely.
Kylo shrugged, but didn’t answer otherwise. He started massaging the balls of his feet. Hux dropped his head back against the pillow and moaned pleasurably. "You SHOULD be taken care of more than you are," Kylo admitted. "I think it's sometimes taken for granted everything you do around here."
Hux quietly listened as Kylo continued his foot rub. "You're not a machine, Hux. You have needs. And I know you don't take care of yourself like you should, thriving on caf and stims instead of getting proper rest." He started rubbing his other foot now. "I should tie you down to the bed just to force you to sleep," he teased.
Hux chuckled. "Good luck with that."
Kylo stood up when he was done massaging both feet. "Roll over," he ordered gently. Hux rolled his eyes, but did as he was told. Kylo straddled his hips again and poured the massaging oil onto his back, then he pressed his hands into the other man's flesh and rubbed at the tight muscles.
Hux couldn't contain the moan that escaped his lips. He'd never felt anything like this. Kylo rubbed at his shoulders and his neck easing away the tension he held there. "God! Kylo!" He moaned again.
"As I said, you should be taken care of," he reiterated.
Hux just nodded as he closed his eyes and buried his face in the pillow beneath him. What Kylo was doing to him now was almost better than any sex he'd ever had! Kylo must have picked up on the stray thought, because he heard him chuckle.
He added more oil as he needed as he worked his way down his back. Every muscle seemed to scream with relief at his touch. Hux continued to sigh happily. It wasn't until he started rubbing his spine did he moan aloud again.
Hux was still confused as to WHY Kylo was doing this. What ulterior motive did he have? He already bedded him, what more could he want? Was this an attempt to convince Hux to do this again in the future? That was absurd, he was CERTAINLY going to do this again. There was no one else around he felt comfortable to share this with. He wouldn't allow himself a dalliance of any kind with a lower ranking officer, there was too much possibility for blackmail or retaliation if need be.
Kylo was the only real and logical choice. He was his equal, even if he held no position within the Order's military; he was his co-commander afterall. It helped that Hux found him attractive as well. He supposed he may have allowed himself at least the one night if he hadn't been; he needed a release. Fortunately, Kylo was tall and broad with well sculpted muscles. And his face, though young and boyish in many ways, had the perfect set of lips and a strong jaw.
"You're not too bad to look at either," Kylo commented.
"Shut up," he replied. He didn't need the man's teasing at the moment.
"I'm NOT teasing you," Kylo replied. "You ARE very handsome." He started massaging his scalp; Hux was barely able to contain the moan of contentment from feeling the other man's hands in his hair. "You're beautiful, really," he continued. "I've wanted to run my fingers through your hair the moment I saw you. That day you came onto the bridge without all that pomade in it... You have no idea how difficult it was to keep myself from doing it then. And your skin, it's so light, but you're not sickly pale. No, more like marble, pure, and unblemished."
He finally got off of him. "You stay here," he ordered gently. "I'm going to get us something to drink." As Kylo left, Hux turned over and stared at the ceiling. He felt so good. Exhausted but in a good way, like he knew he was going to have the best sleep of his life. He sat up a bit when Kylo returned with two glasses of some sweet smelling drink. He sat down on the other side of the bed and handed one of the glasses to Hux. He watched him as he drank deeply from the glass. "How do you feel?" he asked, before taking a sip from his own glass.
Hux pulled the drink away from his lips. "I feel wonderful. I mean, absolutely amazing."
Kylo smiled as he took another drink.
"Why?" Hux finally asked. "I don’t understand. You could have simply let me leave when I was going to and yet you went to all this trouble to make me feel..." his brain couldn't find proper words at the moment, he was so drunk on his euphoria. "Make me feel good."
Kylo set his glass on the nightstand. "It's how it's supposed to be done," he answered. "When you put someone through all that, you're supposed to take care of them afterward to make sure they're safe and can regulate back into normalcy." He ran his fingers through a bit of Hux's hair by his forehead. "You're not supposed to leave feeling like shit."
Hux drank more, not sure what to say to that. It was what had always happened for him. He'd assumed it was the norm and had accepted that it would take a few hours for him to feel like himself again. He drained the last of the drink and looked at Kylo. "Well, thank you," he offered genuinely.
Kylo smiled. "Of course." He took Hux's empty glass and set it next to his own. He made himself comfortable under the comforter. "You're more than welcome to stay, if you'd like," he offered. "But I understand if you don't want to. No pressure either way."
Hux had NEVER stayed with a partner before. Sex had always been much like a transaction, you give something to the other person and they give you something in return for it and then you leave. It had always been that simple. Hux sighed heavily as he made himself comfortable under the comforter as well. "What have you done to me?" he questioned as he turned his back to the other man. He felt Kylo wrap his arms around him once again and pulled him tightly to him, his back now pressed against his chest like it had been when they started this whole thing.
Kylo nuzzled into his neck. "Just given you something you never even knew you needed or wanted."
Hux relaxed into the embrace. He wasn't wrong. He'd never known what he'd been missing. But he'd be damned if he ever found himself without it again or without Kylo. He closed his eyes and slept more fitfully than he'd ever imagined.