"All the time, Ren! You always brush me off and push me away!" General Hux's voice was raised in frustration toward the sulking black cloaked figure standing directly in front of him in a remote corridor on board Finalizer.

"Don't you put this on me, Hux!" came the retort from the imposing black-haired young man who stood a solid 2 inches taller than the redheaded General to whom he spoke.

"Who else is it on, Ren?! You don't even notice the things I usually do for you! Why should I try anymore?!" Hux's voice betrayed him, wavering slightly as he spat out the feeling over overwhelming futility of the whole thing.

"What nice things, exactly? All I seem to recall is you complaining about my tantrums and saying I need a babysitter." Kylo Ren was not known for his subtlety. If he wanted something, he generally took it for himself, by means of force or through emotional manipulation - pouting, sulking, and tantrums. He was a man of passion and action - not one to spend his days plotting and scheming, as was the habit of his current companion.

Hux shook his head mournfully. "You're so...forget it. I'm done." He took a step to walk away from the black-hooded man, but Kylo reached out and grabbed him roughly by the arm, halting him in his tracks.

"There it is! That's what I'm talking about. You start to say something and then stop. It's more than I can stand. You send me mixed signals every day, and then push me away. You irritate me purposely, out of spite, and then you tell me I'm being childish for getting upset? How dare you, General? How dare you?"

Hux shook of Kylo's grip, throwing up his arms in exasperation. "You're so blind! I dance around you on damn eggshells every day, Ren because I can't predict you! You try to get my attention by destroying things and lashing out and making it seem like you don't want me around! On top of that, you do the same thing! You start to talk to me, I mean really open up to me, and then you just close off again! Stop making it seem like I'm the one shutting you out, Ren! How. Dare. You."

The General's retort was more than he could take. The hint that there were feelings behind all the long glances, the low jabs, and the moments of kindness. But how can he be sure? Even in that moment, when Hux had clearly shown his wounded pride, Kylo couldn't get a simple straightforward answer from the man. As his rage grew to critical mass, there was an eruption inside him, and he lashed outward, force pushing Hux back against the wall. Walking slowly up to the stunned ginger, Ren thrust forward a hand and pinned him there, using the force, but stepping close - oh so close - his face mere inches from the other man's. "Stop." he breathed in a menacing tone. "Just stop."

Hux peered up at his captor, green eyes steadfast, betraying no hint of fear. When he spoke, his voice was softer, almost pleading. "Or what, Ren? Going to close me off, again?"

Kylo growled menacingly, his heart pounding from the exhilaration of fury and raw energy. "I should," he breathed, "I should just walk away and leave you here, flustered and brooding."

Hux wrapped one hand around Ren's wrist, scowling back at him. "It would be like you... Or... you could not."

For a moment, Kylo glared down at Hux's hand on his wrist, then back up to his face, and whispered breathlessly "I. Detest. You."

The General locked eyes with Ren, sneering "I. Know." Then breathlessly added, "The sentiment, Ren, is mutual."

A sound somewhere between a growl and a groan emitted from deep within Kylo's chest, and he gripped Hux's wrists, pinning them to the wall before roughly covering Hux's mouth with his own.

Hux kissed him back, just as fiercely, already feeling the bruises forming on his wrists. He clenched his fists, pushing against the hold on him.

Releasing one of the General's wrists, Ren tangled his fingers in the ginger's hair, reveling in the moment of intimacy and taking advantage of the opportunity. Slipping his other arm behind the General's back, he pulled Hux against himself."

In response, Hux instantly tangled one hand into Ren's hair, pulling him closer, still. As soon as he had his other hand, it gripped at the other's black cloak, grounding him in this moment and feeling Ren's body heat and the soft beat of his heart.

Feeling the tug on his hair, Kylo groaned against Hux's mouth, teeth gently closing on the other man's lower lip before pulling back to let it slip out of his bite. Pressing his lips against the others' neck, he mumbled against soft flesh, 'Do you want me, Hux? Tell me you do...'

Hux whined at the gentle bite. He tilted his head and bared his neck to Ren. "Force, Ren...don't ask stupid questions. Office." He groaned at the lips on his neck. "Across the hall." He pushed gently against Ren's chest. "There. Go there."

Grumbling his consent, Ren pulled Hux away from the wall and nearly dragged him into the office across the hall. 'Door!' he gasped, indicating that Hux should close it, never releasing his hold on the General.

Hux kicked it closed behind them, unwilling to part now. He pulled Ren back into a kiss, stumbling against him as they crossed the room. He jumped up to wrap his legs around Ren's hips and letting the other man decide where they went.

In turn, Ren lifted him, turning to rest the other man's weight on the desk to his left. With frenzied urgency, he unbuttoned Hux's collar, shoving his great coat off his shoulders and busying his hands with the General's belt. Tossing Hux's belt on the floor, he nearly tore the black shirt off of him, sliding his arms around the other man's back, pulling him close. 'Hux...' He panted, dragging his teeth lightly down Hux's neck before bringing his mouth back up to meet the other's.

'Kylo,' he mumbled back, pulling at the black cloak and pleasurably humming as teeth scraped across his sensitive neck. His fingers twined in the other's hair. He broke the kiss. 'If you don't hurry up, I swear...' He threatened,arching into Ren. 'I've waited too long for this, Ren, don't make me wait longer.' He kissed him again.