Standing by the window, staring, watching suns and systems slip by in hyperspace, the room in almost darkness
Wrapped in a dressing gown, silken. I assumed it had been left on the bed for me. Finally feeling clean, at least on the outside.
I heard the main door slide open, but I didn't turn.
The sound of him walking up behind me, like so many months before on that first day.
"I think I need to go, to not be here..." I couldn't look at him, but I had to say it, and I had to say it now, before he touched me, before he made me want him again.
"Why?" I could feel him close behind me, but not touching, his reflection in the window, taller, overshadowing me.
"I thought you had ordered the attack. I thought that ... " the words dried up. Fuck. I tried again. It was hard to be honest, but I had to try. Had to explain why I had to go, why I couldn't stay with someone I really believed had wanted me dead. Someone who killed millions without thought, someone who was the head of an organisation that made weapons like Kessell. Someone that the Resistance would give their lives to fight. My head ached with it all. Everything that seemed simple before I had left on the mission now seemed so complex.
"I thought I was a loose end. Opan said…"
"Fuck Opan" he wrapped his arms around me, and against my judgement I found myself melting against him.
"I think it's time for a game. You like games don't you?" He whispered in my ear. And I knew I was lost.
"Don't forget, you were the one that started this, back on that Resistance cell you put me in. So, put your hands on the window" he continued, his tone indicating I had little choice.
I shook my head, fighting the feelings already building in me; the joy of realising I had been wrong, and my need.
"I'm Supreme Leader, do as you are told" he commanded.
"I can find some binders somewhere, and I still have the hook in the ceiling if that will help you do what you are told" he didn't sound like he was joking
"Bastard" I growled,
"Hands"
Slowly and grudgingly I placed my palms flat on the window, my gown falling open as my arms left my side. I was naked underneath, my nipples hardening from the cool air and the knowledge of what I hoped was to come.
"So, this is an interrogation" he whispered into my ear "You remember what one of those is don't you?"Oh gods, I remembered the last two times we'd had one of those...
"I was trying to have a conversation with you" I complained with no conviction. A conversation where I got to say… already I couldn't quite remember as his breath on my neck and the warmth of him melted my core. Something about leaving.
"No, you were trying to tell me what spending weeks with the Resistance had made you think, but give me a chance to give my side of the story. Trust me, and if you want to leave afterwards, I'll give you a shuttle, whatever you want. You know I'm a man of my word?" I nodded.
"So, first question, have I ever lied to you?" He pulled my hair away from my neck and softly dropped a kiss on my shoulder sending a shiver down my spine
"No"
"Have I ever hurt you?" His fingers traced down the other side of my neck, pushing the gown off my shoulders. Another kiss as the gown pooled at our feet.
"No" I could feel my excitement building.
"Have I ever told you I loved you?" Both his hands stroking down my arms, down to my hips and up my sides to cup my breasts.
"Yes" I murmured, as I tried to control my breathing, my body immediately responding to the rough feel of his palms on me.
"Did you believe me?" His thumbs began to rub circles around both my nipples
"Yes" it was more a moan than a word that escaped from my mouth
"Do you believe me now?" His fingers teasing me, tweaking, pulling and rubbing until both of my nipples were in perfect agony and I could feel myself wet and hungry for him.
"Yes" another moan,
"Did you betray me?" one of his hands slide down my stomach and between my legs to gently stroke along my folds as I spread my legs for him
"No!" Both hands still moving on my body until it took all my willpower not to take my hands off the window and force his fingers into me
"Good girl, so... have i ever betrayed you?" slowly, every so slowly he entered me, two fingers penetrating me, as his thumb rubbed my clit, already so swollen and sensitive.
"No" Oh god it was good, my whole body was on fire and I pressed back onto him and felt how hard he was for me in return.
"So why did you think that i ordered the attack on you? Because the Rebel scum told you that's who I was. Or because of who you knew me to be?"
"Don't" I whimpered as his fingers kept up their assault of me, and I tried desperately to push up, to grind myself onto him. Above the pleasure, the need, a sudden burst of confusion again. How can I have thought that, why had it seemed so possible then but now...
"Turn around, look at me" Fuck he was beautiful, his hair falling forward on his face, his cheeks flushed. He pushed me against the window, pulling his trousers down, freeing his erection. He pushed inside me in one slow glorious thrust, his hands under my butt, lifting me, opening me. I feel deliciously full, content.
I wrapped my legs around his waist, and pulled him hard against me, the warmth of him so delicious compared to the cool window at my back. He grabbed me back, pulling me even closer. He was buried so deep that I could no longer tell where I ended and he started.
"What you told Opan was true, I do need you, I will always need you. Without you I am nothing. I I want you in my bed and by my side". Our breathing was laboured as we both neared our peak.
I'm going to kill that Rancor-faced bastard next time I see him I thought. But I didn't want to think of Opan now, not with Hux inside me, fucking me with slow powerful thrusts, my world centred on the feeling of him., my core coiled tight like a spring.
"Tell me you'll stay" he kissed me deeply, I met him with equal need, devouring each other as I clenched onto his cock inside me as I felt the pleasure build higher and higher. I couldn't talk, let alone think.
"Hux" I screamed as my body froze, my fingers digging into his back as he chuckled. Then finally I was there, spasms of pure pleasure coursing through me, my cunt clasping down on his cock as I felt him come too, spurting deep inside of me, marking me as his.
"Stay forever" I nodded. Forever.
