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I know some of you are wondering, "What is Chele doing writing Star Wars?!" while others are wondering, "Who is this?"

My name is Chele20035, and while I'm not new to fanfiction, I am new to Star Wars, at least writing for the fandom. I'm a life long fan.

I have plot bunnies for a couple of stories, and I hope you like what you read!

I need to thank Sohypothentically, notanislander, and cole. They are the ones who tell me if this is just too bad, it's ok and help me wrangle commas. Thank you, ladies so very much. I couldn't do any of this without you!

I don't own anything, except for the ropes that I use on the mister to practice ties ;)

Enjoy!

"Come on!"

"But I've worked all day—"

"Trust me, you don't want to miss tonight."

"What are you not telling me, Rose?" Rey asks, setting the adjustable wrench down. She's been working far too long on a certain bolt at the bottom of this God-forsaken engine in an attempt to replace the stupid spark plugs that some dumb ass engineer who probably never had to change said spark plugs thought it would be cleaver to put them at the bottom of the engine block. "I don't have time for this."

Rose hands her the blue can of spray. Rey shakes her head at her, but Rose nods. "Try it. Daddy always had that handy for whatever."

"Fine," Rey mutters, looking at the bolt. A squirt and the oil mixture foams and she tries again. just like a hot knife through butter, the bolt comes loose.

"See—" Rose starts with a smirk.

"Yeah, yeah." Rey straightens. "So, where are you wanting to take me?"

"There's a club—"

"What are you wearing?" Rey asks as Rose comes out of her room. "That's a—"

"Do you like it?" her oldest friend blushes and twirls in the pink lace baby doll nightgown. "Armi picked it out for me."

"I knew I should have killed Armitage Hux when I had a chance—" Rey says as Rose shakes her head and throws a pillow at Rey's head. "Just where are you taking me?" She glances down at her own dress. It's black and stops mid-thigh, and the v is so deep you can see the cups of the strapless bra.

"it's a club I told you. You have to have a membership to get in, and they are having like a membership drive this week. You look great." A truck pulling up in their driveway makes Rose's grin turn into a genuine smile. "Come on Rey—" she pauses long enough to grab her coat even though it's eighty-something degrees outside.

"Well, at least you're getting a coat." Rey grabs her purse, her phone and locks the door.

She joins her friends in Hux's truck. She slides in, claiming her seat in the back. After she buckles her seat belt she looks around the big diesel that he's asked her help with more than once. "You know, this is a nice truck for a Ford," she says with a smirk.

"Yeah, yeah," he answers from the front. "Not everyone can handle the power of a powerstroke."

"Well, evidently Rose can."

"That's right, baby," he replies. Rose smacks his arm, and Rey shakes her head.

"You're just mad because we had to rebuild your precious powerstroke while my truck still ran perfectly after we—"

"Hush you two," Rose laughs from the front. "Armi, don't you need to tell Rey something?"

He meets her eyes in the rear-view mirror. "The club we're going to—it's exclusive and you have to be invited to join."

"Is this some kind of secret club? Why is Rose wearing a nightie that you picked out for her?"

The flush that spreads across his cheeks reaches his ears, and even matches his hair. "This week is something they do once a year to welcome new members."

"How long have you been a member?" Rey asks Hux. Is his face actually turning redder? "Are you joining, Rose?"

"I'm thinking about it." Rose looks at Hux like a love-sick calf. "Armi wants me to."

"Well, you need to join on your own even though you'll only come with me," he says, matching the love-sick calf look Rose gives him.

Rey rolls her eyes and looks out the window. They are on the four-lane, going towards downtown. She isn't sure where her mind goes, but before she knows it, Hux pulls into a parking lot that she's never noticed before. Not that she's downtown that much anyway. Usually she works her ten hour days in her little garage that's behind the little house she bought last year, scrubs the oil and grease out from under her nails, eats whatever she can find and falls into an exhausted sleep. Rose moved in a couple of months ago. She came back to their hometown after graduating from Georgia Tech. She figures it's just a matter of time before Rose moves in with Hux.

Hux gets out, and then comes around to open the door for Rose. He catches her midair, and Rey looks away as they share a steamy kiss. She hears him whisper in Rose's ear, and she giggles as she says, "Yes sir."

He pulls a necklace with a little heart lock on it out of his pocket. It only takes him a moment to slide it over Rose's head. Rey doesn't have time to ask about it. Hux has Rose's hand in the crook of his elbow and then offers her his other.

With a shrug and feeling a bit out of place, she wraps her hand around his elbow. She wobbles a bit on heels she never wears and pulls down her hem as they walk.

"Should you tell her?" Rose pulls them to a stop about ten feet from the door.

"Nah, Rey's a smart one." Rey doesn't miss the smirk on his face. "She'll figure it out."

Rey shoots them a look then the door opens. Standing there is one of the darkest and tallest and broadest men she's ever seen. She doesn't realize that she's come to a stop until there's a tug on her hand. "You're big."

His deep chuckle makes her smile back. "Welcome to Twisted." He nods at Hux.

"Jared," Hux greets as he nods back. "Busy night?"

"Oh yes, there's around fifty so far. I think they all came to see Kylo."

"I know. That's why we're here," Hux replies.

"Y'all have a good night," Jared says. Rey doesn't miss the appericative look he gives her as she enters.

Before she has a chance to think, a bubbly blonde dressed in a red, latex baby doll dress greets them, "Welcome to Twisted." She smiles at Rose and at her, but then bows her head and softly says, "Master Hux."

"Hillary," he answers. "I need two lockers, and this is Rey. She needs to sign the visiting waiver."

"Of course, Master Hux." She pulls out two keys that look like they belong to a gym, and not to wherever this is.

He offers them to Rose and she starts through a door, but before she can leave Hux's side he pulls her back. With a hand around her neck, and another at Rose's waist, he pulls her tight and gives her a searing kiss.

Rey looks away, uncomfortable with the PDA, but can't miss the way Hillary is watching the couple. "She looks like a love-sick calf too," she murmurs under her breath. A deep chuckle behind her makes her turn. Jared winks at her and she can't help but to return his smile.

"Miss?"

Rey turns to Hillary who is smiling. She holds out the clipboard and a pen. "We just need you to sign this. You must leave your phone in the locker room. No pictures or videos." She pauses to wink at Rey. "We don't want the entire internet knowing who comes here and what we may or may not being doing." She must look worried, because Hillary continues, "don't worry, the dungeon masters are always on the lookout and all you have to do is shout red, and they will immediately come to your rescue."

Not sure what else to do, she signs where the blue ink X's are. A familiar squeal sounds beside her and Rose grabs her arm. "I can't believe you're here! Armi said that you'd never come with us, but here you are, getting ready to go in—"

Rey lets Rose drag her through a door in the corner while Hux smiles at her. The locker room looks like any other locker room she's ever been in. Floor to ceiling mirrors reflect back at her the confusion she's feeling. Unsure what else to do, Rey follows Rose to the rows of lockers and accepts the key Rose gives her.

Mirrors line the walls with the lockers in the middle. Rose finds their numbers and hands Rey her key. She quickly places her purse in there, and slams the door shut.

Rose is behind her picking at something on her nightie. Rey runs her fingers through her long brown hair. "I should have worn it up."

"Hush. Your hair is so pretty. I know you have to wear it up when you're working, but tonight," Rose chuckles, "you can let your hair down."

"After seeing what Hillary has on, and you in that," Rey waves towards Rose, "I feel overdressed."

"I wanted you to be surprised?"

"Yeah, this is the surprise of the year." Rey closes the metal door, and checks it to make sure it's locked. "I have no pockets."

"Armi will put these in his pockets."

"How come he gets pockets, but we don't?"

"Come on, Rey. I think you'll have fun tonight."

"Can I drink?" She exhales loudly.

Rose is quiet for a moment, before she opens the door to the lobby. "I guess so? You're not going to be in a scene—" the door opens for them, and there's Hux waiting. Rose gives him their keys, and takes his hand. Before he does anything else though, he lifts her chin to take another kiss. Then he puts the keys in his pocket.

That's when she notices, "You have on leather pants, Hux."

"And you are a guest at my fettish club, Ms. Palpatine."