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[Hux knows that the why of what is going on right now should trouble him. But in the moment, pressed up against Ren, fingers wrapped around his cock, hand moving to pull the fabric of his pants down as the other man canted his hips up to help him--he can't find it within him to care. He has always been a man who compartmentalized. Some things mattered more than others, and when one thing mattered more it stayed in the forefront, while the other things were locked away and pushed down for introspection on a later day (if at all).

Once Kylo's pants are pushed down around his ankles, Hux is able to work on his target in earnest, and with all things, once he has goal--he does not waver. Hux can't help but shiver at the look Ren gives him, the way he licks at his lips. He may be the one on his knees, but right now, he wants to be the one to make Ren lose control.

Not breaking eye contact, Hux lowers his head down, slowly taking Kylo's cock into his mouth, breathing out as he takes as much as he can. He presses his tongue flat against the underside, forcing himself to relax, even as he feels the head pressing up against the back of his throat. Hux's free hand moves to rest on Ren's hip, not holding him down or restraining him, but simply pressing on some of the bruises he made earlier, giving a bit of pain to the pleasure. ]