He was doing it. Over a decade of watching her move through the shadows protecting him and helping his cause... and he was kissing her. And she was kissing him back! He reached down and felt around her chestplate for the clasp that would release it. It snapped open and he heard her gasp and pull away from him.

He looked her over in concern. "It's alright, Phasma."

Her eyes searched his face and her reddened lips were panting but she nodded. She allowed him to completely removed the chestplate and she even helped him with the rest of it until all that remained was the black under armour.

He kept his eyes on her as he helped her up. Hux took her to the back of the office where he hit a few buttons on the wall and a single sized bed slid out of the wall. It was a feature he'd insisted on for the days when he was only able to catch a few hours of sleep here or there.

He was especially glad of it now as he'd rather not have done this with Phasma on the floor. He lowered her down and tried to smile encouragingly at her despite how uncomfortable she seemed.

Hux wanted to believe that he was the type of man who would allow Phasma to take the lead in their encounters. Be he wasn't. He'd been fantasizing about this very moment for so long that unless she told him to stop, he wouldn't. And if he waited for her to be the one to initiate anything, it would probably be another decade before they got any farther than heavy petting.

No. He was done playing games and he was done waiting.

She was laid out on the bed and he crawled over her after removing his own shirt. Her top and pants had been discarded but she still had her underthings on. But her hands were up, shielding her chest from him. She looked at him. Her hand came up a few inches before drawing back.

Hux took her hand and pulled it until her fingers were spread over his skin. "You can touch me. You can do whatever you want."

The very idea seemed so foreign to her and she looked so confused, so he continued to hold her hand there until her shoulders relaxed and she became more comfortable with the contact. Her fingers moved slightly over his skin and her eyes moved over his chest in curious fascination. Eventually her other hand came up as well and she touched his neck, exploring his skin curiously before running her fingers through his hair. He watched her face and he saw her smile a bit.

The first smile he'd ever seen from her. Her teeth were white and straight, and he wanted to kiss her again. To feel that expression against his own lips. So he did and he couldn't help his own smile when her tongue met him. She pulled away and the their eyes locked.

Her words were soft. "This is alright?"

"Yes. This is alright."

She pulled him softly and he leaned down and kissed her again. This time he allowed himself to fully lay on top of her and her breathy exhale was one of the most erotic things he'd ever heard.

He pulled away from her mouth and began kissing her jaw and throat. His fingers moved down and he began to unhook the undergarment that bound her breasts. She made a low sound of fear and he looked up. "It's alright. This is normal."

Sexual education wasn't taught to the stormtroopers beyond a basic understanding of anatomy and the consequences of fornication. He'd have to walk her through the entire thing.

She nodded shortly and he finished unhooking the bindings. It came apart and revealed a pair of rather petite breasts. Well, petite for someone of her height. But they were perfectly round and tipped in the same pale pink as her lips.

Her breathing picked up again as he lowered himself down and he kept eye contact as he wrapped his lips around one perfect nipple and sucked. She began to blink rapidly and he hoped that meant he was doing something right. By this time both her hands were carding through his hair and he loved the way her fingers rubbed his scalp. It was almost soothing as he continued his ministrations on her breast.

He stopped and she looked stricken for a second before looking away in embarrassment. Hux smiled before moving on to repeat his earlier performance on her other breast. Her head fell back this time, her eyes closed, and he almost breathed a sigh of relief. This was going well.

He pulled away from her chest and began making his way down. His tongue dipped into the various small scars along her abdomen but one stopped his exploration. He ran his fingers over the mottled and puckered flesh of a blaster burn. The one she'd received on the day they met. It was the most beautiful thing about her. It was a physical mark on her that tied her to him and Hux reveled in it as he ran his tongue over the scar.

Eventually he moved even lower. He didn't normally enjoy doing this but Hux didn't mind putting aside his own preferences for Phasma. This was her first time and he wanted it to be perfect. This would be what she remembered and hopefully would be the impetus to recurring sexual relations. He licked his lips at the thought.

His fingers came around her underwear and she sat up immediately, watching him. "You're going to… down there?"

He nodded and pulled the black garment off, leaving her completely nude. "Don't worry. You'll like this."

She didn't look convinced but didn't stop him as he spread her legs and looked over the platinum curls of her sex. The shade of blonde was interesting and not something normally seen naturally among humans. But it fit with her pale skin and made her look almost ethereal in the low lighting of his office.

He promised himself in that moment that as soon as he could, he'd make up some excuse to go back home. He'd ship his mother off to some exotic local for a vacation and he'd take Phasma again and again in his own bed. And then again in that shower she enjoyed so much.

Her eyes were wide as he sank down and began to run his tongue over her nether regions. She immediately slapped her hand over her mouth to stifle the sound that almost came out. He smiled at her wide eyes and continued to move his tongue around before finally pulling her clit into his mouth and sucking.

Phasma spasmed and fell back down onto the bed, her body twitching slightly as he continued to work her over. She finally reached down and pushed his head away. "Too much!"

He couldn't help the smirk that graced his lips as he crawled back over her. She was panting and seemed to be on another planet.

Her voice was breathy. "Was that an orgasm?"

"Yes."

"That was… amazing."

"It only gets better from here."

At that, her brow furrowed as if she couldn't fathom such a thing. Hux bobbed his eyebrows as he leered down at her. But he sat back on his haunches between her legs and reached down to undo his pants. He pulled everything off and he was as exposed as she.

Her eyes were glued to his cock and he was fairly proud of its size as it stood to attention in front of her. He might have posed slightly for a few seconds, his pelvis thrust forward before he came back over her.

She was biting her lip. "One of the women in my barracks… she told me this hurts."

Hux shook his head. "No. It may be a little uncomfortable the first time but after that it's the closest we can be to one another." He reached down and ran his fingers over her slit. "You're so wet that I'll just slide right in."

The captain took a deep breath but nodded. Hux hoped he wasn't lying to her. She was thirty years old but she'd never had sex before. She would be tight so he'd have to go slow. He reached down and positioned himself, pushing in slightly.

She squeaked slightly but didn't look to be in any pain so he slid further in and stopped every few seconds to let her adjust until he was fully seated. She was breathing a little harder than usual but that was fine. He moved his hand away from where they were joined and moved so he was supporting himself on his forearms.

He began to move slightly, gently moving his hips in a subtle pattern. Her breath hitched slightly and her hands came around his back, her fingertips digging into his flash. His movements came more quickly after that, the speed and distance of his thrusts increasing as she became more comfortable with the process.

Phasma didn't moan like some of the prostitutes that had serviced him in the past, but she breathed deeply into his ear which only turned him on even more. They continued this way for a while and every time he got close, he paused his thrusting and kissed her again. He'd been dreaming of this moment for over a decade and he wanted it to last as long as possible. She didn't seem to mind and she smiled at him every time he leaned in and stole kisses from her.

Eventually it had to end but he made sure she came again before he allowed himself to finish inside her. But that point, sweat was beaded all over both their bodies and they slid together as he all but collapsed on top of her, panting. Her arms came around him and they held each other close in the tiny bed.

He could not get enough of her lips and he kissed her again. "Promise me, you'll never leave. Never ask to be parted from me."

She nodded and said. "I promise."