I've decided that Cromia is a very Earth-like planet. When we think back to the older SW movies, Luke's old home on Tattooine. Sandy. Dry. Everything made of stone, like a frickin' Flinstones house. This isn't like that. I've decided her planet will be more like proper houses, etc. Also makes it a lot easier to write about, as I can reference 'Earth' things as I have a hard time picturing how actual life would be on a typical SW-universe style planet, in terms of what I want to convey :)

Reader & Hux sit down to a nice family dinner and they, of course, totally behave themselves...

CHAPTER WARNINGS: performing secret sex acts in front of unaware family members. SLIGHT daddy kink

Family Dinner

General Hux stood up and extended his hand to your brother. "You must be Leon."

Leon just stood with his mouth open. "I..." he was even more awestruck than your father. "It... I..."

You cleared your throat loudly, catching your brother's eye. He snapped back to reality, thrusting his hand into that of the General's.

"Oh, my word! Stars! General Hux! What a freakin' honour it is to meet you! I never ever thought in a million years I would get to meet you. Wow!" he continued to shake the General's hand. Looking as though his hand may fall off at any moment, Hux withdrew it, before giving it a shake and a rub.

"Pleasure, Leon. I have heard much about you."

Leon looked as though his whole world had just been turned upside down. "From my big sister?!" he stared wide eyed at you. His face broke into a grin. "Awesome!"

You'd informed the General of how immature your brother could be, but that he was a good kid deep down. You hadn't hidden how much of a fan he was.

"I just can't believe that... General Hux... of the freakin' First Order is in my house! Oh, my days!" he started pacing around.

Your little sister piped up, "Who is the man, sis?" she tugged on your clothing. You almost forgot about the youngest member of the family. You smiled wide as you bent down and lifted her into your arms. You were incredibly fond of your baby sister, and sometimes missed her most of all when you were away working.

"My sweet little angel, how have you been?" you rubbed noses with her. "How's school huh? Are the kids being nice? Remember what I taught you? If anyone is ever mean to you...?"

"Kick them and run away!"

"That's my girl!" you held her on your hip, kissing her head.

Your mother winced, "(Y/N)!" she told you off.

"What? She's gotta learn to look after herself."

General Hux smiled at the way you held your sister; admiring how good you were with her.

Amelia put her head on your shoulder and stared at the strange ginger-haired man in her house. You noticed her unease. She sometimes had a little discomfort around new people.

You motioned with your forefinger for the General to come over. Amelia set her head in the nook of your neck, her arms fastened securely around your neck as you held her.

General Hux smiled at the small child. "Hello, little one." He spoke softly.

"Mil, I'd like you to meet someone. He's a good friend of mine. His name is... well, his name is General Hux... General, this is my little cherub, Amelia."

Her face remained blank as she huddled into you. She'd been sucking on her thumb. She dropped her hand from her mouth, "General..." she spoke slowly. "That's a funny name."

Everyone in the room giggled.

You held your face close to hers, "Well, it's not his first name. But he is a very important man. He is a 'General' which is his job title. So, that's why we call him General Hux." You winked at your partner. He seemed somewhat nervous. You supposed he hadn't much experience with small children.

The youngster paused before quietly asking, "Can I call him Hux?"

"Why don't you ask him yourself?" you encouraged her.

She pushed her face into your neck.

"Aw, sweetie." You kissed her hair and held onto her back. "He's not scary, look..." the little girl looked up.

"You can call me Hux or Mr Hux if you like... whatever you feel okay with." He tried his best to speak tenderly to the youngling.

She began smiling, "Mr Hux! Hehehehee! That's funny!" she giggled, before reaching her hand out and touching his face.

He furrowed his brow, but remained still, allowing the child to poke and prod at him. She was soon touching his hair. "He has orange hair." Amelia said.

You chuckled, "Yes darling, he does."

"Like the sun!" she beamed. "You have orange hair, Mr Hux. I've never seen orange hair before."

He smiled at her innocence. You could tell he was somewhat captivated by her. "There are no red-headed children at your school?"

She thought for a moment. "There is a girl with red hair... but no-one with orange hair." He smiled.

"Can I go play now?" she asked, bored of introductions already.

"Of course you can." You told her. She jumped out of your arms and ran away giggling.

Hux straightened up and looked at you. "Well that was scary!" he whispered. "I never thought I would feel self-conscious in front of an eight-year-old."

"You did great! You're good with her." You told him, giving him a small peck on the lips. Your parents and brother had drifted off around the house. Leon was probably getting on with homework while your mother began preparing dinner.

A little while later, everyone was sat around the dinner table as your mother served up. Leon was unable to stay quiet, his excitement bubbling over. Between mouthfuls, he fired off questions to General Hux about the First Order and what it was like to work on the Finalizer.

The General was gracious and patient and answered all his questions. In return, he asked Leon about his time at the Academy and about his foreseeable future plans. Leon was in his element, gushing about his desires to work for the First Order.

Your father began recalling tales of his time in the military. General Hux looked genuinely interested, which made you happy. You chatted to your little sister, asking her about school; what her favourite subjects were and making sure she was keeping up with her homework. You wanted her to do well, and you knew she would. She was a sweet child, kind and caring.

You couldn't stop your eyes from drifting over to your boyfriend every now and then. You didn't know what it was, but just having him there, in your childhood home, interacting with your family, it gave you warm and fuzzy feelings. You were sure your family were totally impressed and it made you feel intensely proud to be with him. You blushed a little when you thought back to how you two had first begun in your relationship.

Thinking back to some of the memories started to get you a little bit hot. You tried to remain composed, but you found it rather difficult. You sidled over to Hux, beginning to stroke his arm. He was in the middle of conversing with your father, who was mumbling away, reeling off his stories, not even really looking at the General.

Leon was busy on his datapad, probably messaging his friends, bragging about the fact the General was at his house. Your mother was tending to your little sister.

You picked up your fork and stabbed a baby carrot with it. You stared at Hux as you slowly slid the vegetable into your mouth, sucking on the end. You were playing a risky game, but somehow everyone's attentions were otherwise preoccupied.

His focus had been solely on your father, but now, your lover was peeking out the corner of his eye at you, trying hard to pay attention, but struggling to keep from getting distracted by the sight of your mouth and the fact that your lips were wrapped seductively around the end of a carrot, sucking it playfully.

All he could imagine was how your mouth would feel wrapped around his dick. His cock began to twitch in his pants.

Your eyes sparkled as you smirked at him. You both got off on the danger aspect of things. You pursed your lips over the end of the carrot, tracing your tongue over the tip. You looked around to make sure nobody was paying much attention, before forming your lips into an 'O' shape and fellating the carrot right there at the damn dinner table.

General Hux shifted uncomfortably in his chair, trying in vain to hide his growing erection. In moving his legs, he smacked his knee on the underside of the table. "Oww!" he yelped.

"Oh sweetie, are you okay?" you feigned your concern. The others looked up.

"Yes, thank you, just fine." He scowled at you but you knew deep down he wasn't really mad, as you'd be easing his aching cock by riding him in a matter of a few hours. You knew it, and he knew it.

Your hand slid underneath the table and stroked his knee, before dragging your fingers up his thigh. The look on his face was priceless. You knew he wouldn't dare make a scene. Not in front of the family. He pursed his lips. You felt the tension in his body. You wanted to wind him up as tightly as possible so that when you unravelled him later, the pleasure would be that much sweeter.

You were unsure as to what the sleeping arrangements would be. You felt a little rude having just brought a man home, expecting to stay in your old room, without first discussing sleeping arrangements with your parents. Similarly, your parents respected the fact you were an adult and weren't too uptight about such matters.

You just knew it was a case of how quiet you and your lover could be.

Your hand snaked across the obvious bulge in General Hux's pants. His breath hitched as you slowly and quietly dragged down his zipper. You felt his cock pulsing and throbbing and you had barely even touched him. You unbuttoned his boxers slowly, whilst smiling and chatting idly with your family, portraying the image of a perfectly well-behaved daughter bringing her boyfriend home for the first time.

He gulped and swallowed hard. You smirked at the thought that you would be doing the exact same thing later.

You pulled his hardened cock out through the gap in his boxers. This was one of the riskiest things you had ever done. In front of your parents at least. You felt naughty and turned on. Your nipples were hardening beneath your shirt.

His cock felt warm and wonderful, throbbing in your hand. Such a perfect fit. You began to stroke him ever so slightly. Slowly. "Mmmm" the General emitted a low hum. Your mother looked up. Hux quickly put his eyes on your father and nodded, as if in interest to what your father was saying.

Your mother soon turned back to your sister.

You could hear the General's breathing getting heavier. His eyes kept on closing every now and then, only for a second or two, so he could enjoy the feel of your hand on his dick. He was so hard from what you were doing and at the thought of playing such a risky game at the dinner table.

You shifted your chair just a little bit closer, leaning your head on his shoulder, now looking in the direction of your father, pretending also to listen to his stories.

It had proved to be a rather hot afternoon, and you had changed into a skirt shortly after your arrival. Your thighs were now pressed up against your lover's. He felt you spreading your knees, before you threaded your fingers into his, pulling his hand close towards you, guiding him to where you needed him.

You moved his hand to touch your panties. He jolted. You took your hand off his dick, and moved the fabric of your underwear, pulling them aside to reveal your warm cunt. He felt the heat coming from you and you knew it was arousing him to no end.

You wanted to laugh so much about the fact the General's cock was hanging out of his slacks, while you held your panties aside so he could finger you.

You knew he could not resist. He slid one finger inside you, feeling the warmth of your insides. His hand rubbed against the chair as he touched you, and it wasn't long before he was slipping a second finger inside. It felt so good. You hadn't had sex for a couple of days and were both pretty much gagging for it. You were so horny you could not help yourself.

Everything was pretty well hidden under the tablecloth, it was just a case of hoping no one would get up anytime soon, or ask you or Hux to do anything. Everyone seemed quite chilled in their own little bubbles. Your father's babbling was beginning to cease.

You opened your legs a little wider before tapping your lover on the arm to make him look at you. With one hand, you held up three fingers. Knowing exactly what you wanted he slid a third finger into your warm flesh. You felt like heaven around his fingers. He began thrusting in and out of you, enjoying himself immensely. He was as hard as a rock, you knew, but you daren't have touched him because you knew you would want to start jerking him off and that you wouldn't be able to stop once you started.

You leant in close and softly kissed his ear. "You enjoying yourself?" you whispered. It was quiet enough that nobody else picked up on it.

"You know that you are going to pay for this, don't you?"

"Yep!" you snickered.

"Good. Because, my dear, I am not letting you off lightly."

"Good." You breathed into his ear. You could see and feel the heat on his cheeks. A small pink hue which filled you with all sorts of feelings you could not articulate.

Without warning, you stood up, slinking your skirt back into place, in one fluid motion, so fast that no-one seemed to clock onto anything. Noticing everyone had pretty much finished eating, you began clearing the table. As you gathered up the dishes, you smiled widely whilst announcing; "Dessert?"

"Yeeeeah!" Leon and Amelia shouted in unison.

The General's eyes were glued to you, as he watched your every movement. You smirked at him. If looks could kill, you thought, before poking your tongue out and winking at him.

You picked up your mother's plate. "Thank you, dear." She said.

"Coffee, daddy?" you chirped, as you waltzed past him, kissing his cheek.

"Oh, yes please, sweetpea."

"Ma?"

"No thank you, darling."

General Hux couldn't stop staring at you, his mind flooding with pure filthy thoughts in that moment. He silently berated you as you went around the table, pretending what a good girl you were. Perfect daughter. Thinking about how all he wanted to do was bend you over and teach you a lesson. To pull down your panties, revealing your bare ass, to gently stroke it before spanking you red raw. Spreading your cheeks and fucking you into submission.

Punishing you for being such a naughty girl, for your completely inappropriate behaviour at the dinner table. Daddy's perfect little princess. He would certainly show you whose princess you were and who your fucking daddy was. His thoughts were getting him so hot, he could barely breathe.

You dumped the plates into the sink before filling the coffee maker.

"Coffee, babe?" you asked the General.

"Uh... yes please."

You made your way over to the freezer and removed individual cartons of ice-cream and ice pops.

"Who wants ice-cream?" you shouted.

"Yes please, dear." Your mother and father replied. "Meeeee!" screeched Amelia.

"What do you say, honey?" your father reminded her.

"Pleeeease!"

"Leon, ice pop?"

"Yeah please, sis."

"Babe?" you eyed the General.

"Just coffee, thank you." He was still staring at you intently, probably deciding on how best to punish you later.

You returned with a tray of coffees and desserts. You'd taken an ice pop for yourself. You still felt hot from the afternoon, not to mention your under-the-table activities.

"Okay, darling, homework then bath." Your mother announced to Amelia after they'd both finished their ice-cream.

"Awwww, but mom! I wanna stay with the grown-ups!"

"Come on, upstairs, now. You can come back down after bath time and have a hot chocolate before bed."

Your sister got up and dragged her feet. "Okaaaaaaay." She threw her head back, acting like she was so hard done by. You giggled.

"I'll come tuck you in later, babe." You told her.

She grinned "Can Mr Hux come too?"

"Sure." You replied, and off she skipped upstairs.

This time you sat next to your brother, across from Hux, so you could look directly at him. Leon was still staring into his datapad, while your mom and dad had lost themselves in a newspaper each.

You unwrapped your ice pop, slowly peeling off the packaging, while your eyes darted up to your lover. He stared back at you with a frosty gaze as he sipped his coffee.

You couldn't help yourself. You slowly slid the ice pop into your mouth. Of course, it was phallic-shaped. How very handy. You pushed it deep into your mouth, wrapping your lips around it, and sucking ever so gently, swirling your tongue around, licking the popsicle up and down.

You watched the colour drain from the General's face as he gripped hard onto the dining table. You knew he was probably getting hard again from watching you. You fluttered your eyelashes as you pushed the popsicle in and out of your mouth, sucking it, letting the juice drip down your chin. You caught a drop on your finger, which you pushed into your mouth, sucking off the sticky fluid.

General Hux gulped down hard as he looked at you. You knew you were in for it later.

You finished your ice pop and stood up. "Uh... I'm just going to clean up and take the trash out, okay mom?"

"Hmm, sure thing sweetie." She was absorbed in her paper. She looked up as you made to leave. "Thank you for helping out. You're such a good girl." She motioned for you to lean down to her and then she kissed your cheek.

Such a good fucking girl, indeed, the General mused.

"Uh, General... would you like to... help me?"

He fixed his glare on you, both of you knowing full well there was no way he could possibly stand at that moment, without everyone seeing the tent in his pants from his massive hard-on.

He cleared his throat. "I'll just finish this coffee and I will assist."

"Okay." You smiled sweetly.

You made your way through to the kitchen area. It was an open plan house, but the kitchen was enough distance away from the dining area, that no-one could really see anything.

You began filling the sink with soapy water. As you did so, you emptied out the trash and put it next to the back door. You tested the temperature of the water, turned the faucet off and dried your hands.

Without making a sound, General Hux suddenly appeared behind you, putting his arms around you. He pressed himself into your back. You could feel he still had an erection.

He nuzzled his nose into your hair before he growled in your ear. "Outside. Now."