A/N: Written for the Reylux Summer Fest (2k18) on Archive of Our Own. I'd intended to get more of the prompt filled and have this as a oneshot. Alas, that didn't happen. Chapter two is still forthcoming.
Prompt: Kinky fun time relationship between Rey and the boys. Something that is established and is okay with everyone involved. And kylo always looks so much better trussed up in bondage for any number of reasons. perhaps with Rey, perhaps by her and Hux. Also Collared Kylo for any reason is just very hot. Tags: Consensual Kink, 24/7 Long Term Kink Relationship, Bondage, Cuddling, Fluffy Kink.
i want you (to want to say yes)
Weight shifted on the bed. Kylo felt Rey stretch and move from next to him, sighed as her fingers grazed down his face and neck in feathery motions. It was still early. He didn't want to open his eyes. Not while he could still smell the soap Rey used to wash with.
"Morning," he mumbled. Kylo reached to the other side of the bed, confirming what he'd thought initially. It was empty, the blankets carefully moved so they wouldn't shift off of the other inhabitants. Hux had already gotten up. The faint sound of the vent from the refresher thrummed through his quarters.
"It is," Rey replied. Her voice was nearly as low from sleep as his. Her hand pulled away from where it had traced along his chest. Kylo frowned and started to roll to follow her. He didn't get to move far as Rey's bare legs slid over his and her weight pinned his hips down.
A low hum of content rose from Kylo's throat as she straddled his hips. His hands fit so well on the swell of muscle of her thighs, and he toyed with the edge of Hux's dress shirt she wore. "Now it's a good one," Kylo commented. One thumb swiped along the smooth fabric of her underwear.
"Ky," Rey warned. His fingers ceased their advancing.
"Can't blame a guy for trying," he said. His intentions were clear and pressing tightly against the fabric of his briefs. Rey shifted atop him only adding to his torment. She didn't even react to his retort; she was distracted by something else.
Kylo peeled one eye open. The false morning from the track ceiling lights still burned plenty at his eye and he squinted. Rey was rifling through the cabinet over the bed. Kylo was merely in her way.
"What're you doing?" he said, closing his eyes once more. She paused in her rummaging.
"We were going to do the thing today. You remember. Hux's idea?"
He didn't recall at first, his lips dipping into a pout as he thought. Yesterday. Last night. What had they discussed? Kylo remembered the illegal brandy Rey had smuggled aboard, the taste of it on Hux's skin, and the quiet way the liquor had softened Hux's usual demeanor to something akin to sweet.
Then he recalled the idea that Hux had presented, the tinge of red on his cheeks that wasn't solely from the brandy. Kylo felt a flush tint his own face and ears. Rey slid off of his hips, sinking back down next to Kylo. The sides of her fingers ran down his cheek. "We don't have to," she said quietly.
"I know that," he replied. "I don't- I'm not upset. I'm fine giving it a try." Looking up at the ceiling still had him squinting against the light.
"But you're nervous." It was a statement, not a question. Kylo swallowed his response. As if to save him from answering, the 'fresher door opened. He took advantage of Hux entering the bedroom again to avoid looking at the satin cords in Rey's palms.
Kylo swept past his boyfriend, giving him the same "morning" greeting he'd given Rey, and entered the refresher. Having the door slide shut behind him didn't stop the pulse of worry he could sense from Rey, but it at least put her out of his view for a few moments. Worse though was the half-murmured conversation that seeped through the durasteel walls. Going through his morning ablutions took no time at all and before he really wanted to, he was trading places with Rey.
Of course by the time he left the 'fresher Hux had gotten dressed and made the bed, its corners sharp and pillows perfectly fluffed. There was nothing like a perfectly tidied room to unsettle one's stomach. Why would they try-
It didn't feel right to-
This was Hux's quarters for crying out loud, not some back room in a brothel. Sure, sex was one thing. But to just… do something so obviously laced with sexual connotations in the same space where they had breakfast was surreal. It didn't make sense. And it certainly didn't mesh with Kylo's expectation of the man who lived and breathed routine, order, and pragmatism.
Then again, dating two Force users wasn't exactly routine, orderly, or pragmatic.
Kylo could feel Hux's eyes on him as he rummaged through the bottom drawer for fresh clothes. "We don't have to do it," Hux said.
Oh good. It wasn't just him obsessing over it. Kylo twisted his head to look at Hux as he tugged on pants. That was when he saw the set of Hux's jaw and the tension pulling at his shoulders. Armitage Hux didn't show weakness but just now Kylo could recognize discomfort making its way past his facade.
Kylo swallowed and forced himself to look back down at the shirt he was about to pull on. "Get out of your own head," he growled with a bit more force than intended. Hux snorted. Embarrassment was difficult for the man to get past especially if he wasn't even admitting it. And if they didn't at least try what he'd suggested, Hux would be even harder to get to open up in the future. They didn't always have contraband brandy around to do the trick.
Tossing his shirt onto the bed, Kylo walked over to where Hux was sulking at his desk. Resting under his palms at his back was the cord. He wasn't looking at it, staring down at the ground instead. Kylo murmured a soft "hey." It attracted Hux's eyes alone. His face was still directed downwards.
"Hey," Kylo repeated. His arms looped around Hux's waist. Hux remained ramrod stiff though his tongue darted out to wet his lower lip.
"I think it's kinda hot," Kylo murmured. He dipped his head to mouth at the skin behind Hux's ear. Hux didn't groan like he sometimes did, but Kylo did hear his fingers shifting on the desk behind him.
"You wanna tie me up. Not to fuck but just to look at. An art project just for you and Rey," Kylo continued.
Hux let out what a lesser man might call a whimper. And nodded. "I do," he replied hoarsely.
Kylo grinned despite the fluttering still in his stomach. "Right here."
"Right here," Hux echoed.
"Right now?" Kylo's teeth clamped onto Hux's soft skin.
"Get Rey."