(warning smut is contained)

Kylo Ren stood in the cold, wrath darkened him as he stood against his foe. The First Order watched as an obscure banter between went on, but you could tell Kylo was eager to strike the Jedi down.

General Hux scanned the field but nothing was happening for a while. He glanced at Mavka and finally studied her up close. She remained quiet, emotionless. Perhaps... he was too hard on her. But he was always humiliated in front of everyone and he despised it. It brought back terrible memories from his past. His father, the ones who denied him, the ones who pitied him.- Even in power, they still mocked him but he was no longer thriving in sovereignty now that Kylo Ren is the supreme leader. It frustrated him greatly. His power and his rank meant little now. It was an insult and a mockery.

Hux realized that he was too caught up in his thoughts and shook it all the way, then he looked back out in the open and watched to see that the Jedi was nothing more but an illusion. A being with no flesh and blood, soon disappearing into nothingness. "The Jedi is but an illusion? He's been fooled." Said, Hux.

Mavka glanced through the windows as she saw Kylo shout in anger. They were left in defeat. There was nothing more than emptiness. The First Order faced its downfall as the resistance had disappeared from the mine, leaving the base empty and cold. The door to the base was left wide open and they could see the light of the moon and the sky beyond.

Dozens of stormtroopers, including some special ones that were meant for the cold atmosphere of the planet. They entered the deserted base where each one of them was led by Kylo Ren, they were under his orders and General Hux did not like it one bit. Mavka who appeared by Hux's side was curious to be in a place other than the Star destroyers.

A tremendous base on a cold planet. Hux glowered at Kylo Ren who had disappeared into one of the control rooms, soon noting Mavka's presence near him. "Ein," he called out.

Mavka approached him. "Mm..?"

The General stared at her. She just wore her military uniform with no source of comfort against the freezing air.. "-Are you not... bothered by the cold?"

"My body temperature is... Higher than humans," she replied.

"Of course it is," he muttered, almost mocking her. His eyes were affixed to her as if he was wanted to say something to her but his mood was still sour.

Then, all he could do was slowly realize that his power was gradually diminishing. He had to accept the fact that Kylo Ren was now Supreme Leader, the man he sought to destroy. But Kylo's power was not what it once was. He was still a hot head and a petulant child. The first days were rough, he was inexperienced and he made mistakes. But he would learn.

Mavka knew that Hux wasn't feeling well and she discerned it too, his power was... Diminishing. General Hux remained in the outpost, awaiting Kylo Ren's next orders. He would not have to wait long. Kylo Ren came back out, looking angry.

"..Supreme Leader?" Questioned Hux.

"Gone. All of them." Said Kylo, "We'll retreat to the fleet.- Contact the First Order!"

The First Order may have been defeated at the time, but they still were large in numbers. They were the ones who would become the new rulers of the galaxy now that Kylo Ren has become the new Supreme Leader but General Hux hated every bit of it. Mavka had a lot of questions in her mind whether or not she was still working under Hux, if this meant that his authority was becoming worthless now, she didn't know. But she had a lot of queries.

A message from the fleet arrived a couple of minutes later and most of everyone who was noteworthy returned into Kylo Ren's command shuttle where they were traveled to the Star Destroyer.

The way back was quiet, tense, and full of empty silence. They arrived onto the Star Destroyer hangar as many stormtroopers, including multiple Imperial Officers had waited for the arrival of their newly self-appointed Supreme Leader: Kylo Ren.

Kylo Ren stood in the middle of them, his demeanor was cold and stern. When they left the command shuttle, Mavka was still uncertain of what the First Order was going to be doing after the downfall of Crait. This left General Hux powerless at the moment.

One of the Imperial Officers stepped forth "We're to escort the Supreme Leader to his new headquarters under the command of Captain Andrade." He gestured at an Imperial Officer who was waiting near the entrance.

"I am under no one's command. " Said, Ren. The was a jolt of fear in one of their eyes but they kept their composure as they led the Supreme Leader. They cleared their throat.

"Understandable, sir." Their footsteps echoed in the huge cavernous shuttle hangar. Mavka watched the two of them walk away. Hux stood there with a sour look on his face and Mavka could feel the vigor in his mind.

"Ein," Hux called out.

She walked over to him, "...Yes, sir?" He looked very put out, "You're dismissed." Mavka seemed a bit dumbfounded as if she was in doubt. Nevertheless, she accepted the dismissal and walked out, feeling Hux's glare burning the back of her head.

Each Star Destroyer she had ever set foot in was always the same, the exact structures and hallways were always identical. Mavka wasn't sure what to do but she knew she hadn't eaten in forever. The canteen was the first place that came to her mind, she could grab a bite to eat. But it was a two-story walk away. She could go back to her quarters and get some food there. That was two flights up and she was on a very high floor. Or she could try to grab a bite at one of the many mess halls. Since she was in a different fleet, there were many new faces that she saw. She had to comprehend this staring contest once more.

Later on, Mavka checked her datapad for anything useful to her regarding information from General Hux himself. But it was completely blank. Mavka walked towards the mess hall and decided on a plan. The mess hall had a couple of different sections.

The First Order was struggling, they were big in numbers, they had everything, power, and corruption but even when the Resistance was dying down they still were outsmarted and outfought. They didn't have a chance against the might of the First Order.

They weren't the masters of their fate. Mavka had a glimmer of hope though. She could see it. Mavka's head was aching and she was tired, she was losing what little focus she had. She needed to sleep. Her eyes were half-closed when she walked the halls and they immediately pounced open when she heard an alert through her datapad, someone was communicating through her pad.

She wasn't surprised that it was General Hux who sent a message to her. He had contacted her that he required her presence in his chambers. Mavka wondered what he was going to do. The message instructed her to report to his private quarters immediately. Perhaps it was urgent. Mavka nodded in thought and fell asleep with half her mind thinking about Hux and his request. Perhaps it was an order.

Without wasting time she hurried her way to his chambers which was difficult to mask considering that it was in a different location on a different fleet. The map on her datapad showed her the way nevertheless Mavka found herself in front of a door that she assumed was his chambers.

She pressed a button near the frame and heard a voice crackle through the door. This time she wasn't meant by Hux on the other side of the door. She hesitated and carefully walked into his chambers, knowing that she shouldn't, considering it was almost like invading his privacy. A single wall was covering the rest of the entrance on the right until she walked further in, seeing the room fully.

Mavka was almost afraid that she peeked inside the room, hiding behind the wall until she finally called out his name, "General...?" What was so important that he had to call her in his private chambers?

"You can come in." He said. Mavka slowly stepped further in and saw that he was sitting on a black sofa. Drinking tea while looking a bit off.

"I'm conflicted..."

"Sir?" She asked carefully.

He looked up at her with his cold green eyes. "Armitage." Mavka peaked in puzzlement.

"...Arm..itage?" She said in bewilderment. "My real name." He stated, holding his cup of tea with both hands.

"...You want.. to be called...- Armitage?" Mavka was starting to become disquieted by this.

Hux suddenly rose from his seat, annoyed by her, "Are you truly this obtuse?!" She was about to answer defensively when he stopped her, "No, I didn't mean it like that."

Hux sat down on the sofa again, this time in a more relaxed manner. "I am... confused by why you... call me here." Mavka's face twisted into one of confusion.

Hux's expression turned grim and tired, "I'm not one to spout my...- sentiments." he took a pause, "But, perhaps you've noticed. My displeasure. With all things..."

"Your... hatred with the Supreme Leader...?" She responded softly.

"Yes," he said, his expression becoming one of regret.

He stood up from his seat and sighed. "I don't...- I do not dare to speak of my troubles. But you. You understand, can you?" Mavka nodded, still unsure of what was expected from her.

She was going to respond in a way that would make him happy? She would do the opposite? Her confusion was now turning into fear. What was he going to do to her?

Hux looked at her and noticed her apprehensive demeanor. His face softened, the tired, regretful look gone, "Mavka." She widened her eyes, a bit staggered that he had called her by her first name. He walked closer to her, inch by inch.

She swore she felt something touch her, a hand that carefully cupped her jaw. Hux's cold, dead eyes were fixed on hers.

"General...?" She said, wondering at what he was doing. A bit of a formidable expression had through him, "Did I not tell you to call me Armitage?" He seemed almost annoyed. Mavka wanted to speak but felt her mouth collide with his. Once they both came into contact, it almost seemed like Hux wanted to explore with their lips.

Hux pulled away, Mavka's mind racing. She didn't know what to think about this. Everything was so sudden. Hux was contemplating about what he had just done, he wanted to be disgusted by it but the feeling of longing was overwhelming him. Something the could drive him away from all the stress and turmoil that he faced. Mavka could sense this. He looked at her, his face displaying an emotion that she didn't recognize. It was a mild shock, fear even. Then he reverted to his stern, cold expression.

"Remove your uniform." He said, his voice betraying no emotion.

Mavka was confused, "What?" "Remove your uniform." He said again. Mavka's mind was racing.

"Do it."

Mavka bit her lip and gradually heeded his command. She froze as she slowly unclasped her uniform. She hesitated, feeling her body boil inside considering how much higher her body temperature was.

Hux just watched her falter, her hands shaking as she slowly stripped off her attire. Finally, she stood before him in nothing but her underwear. Hux walked around her, inspecting her body. He looked her over from head to toe, lingering at her legs before moving on.

"All of it." He said.

Mavka's heart nearly jumped out of her chest. She wasn't sure if he was able to see her breathing accelerate. By his wishes, she removed the last remaining part of her coverings.

Now completely bare in his chambers, doing this! She couldn't believe this was happening. She held her breath as she waited for whatever he would say or do. But nothing came.

He stared at her for a moment longer, "Your... body is not as hideous as I thought it would be."

Mavka's body was shapely, a pert female body, and the slit-looking markings on her skin were almost mirroring. Her blue skin was smooth and barren.

"Get on the bed." He said passively.

She nodded and did so, staring at the black cotton bed.

"Lie down." He said. Mavka did as she was told. As she lied down on his bed, he began stripping off his uniform as well.

Mavka didn't know what to feel exactly; anticipation or fear. He kissed her and commanded her to undress in front of him. She was a bit surprised by this, but she complied.

Approaching the bed, he laid a hand on her bare stomach. Mavka froze as his skin-to-skin contact sent a shiver down her spine. He shortly joined her, looming above her resting body. She felt his hands on her naked skin. Mavka looked up at him, his face showing nothing but sheer craving and desire.

Hux didn't wait, he parted her legs as Mavka looked away. She gradually felt something enter inside her. Mavka let a small chirp, her insides compressed with a part of himself. He was all rough handling and pushing, but it was surprisingly pleasurable and she did not mind the feeling of him inside her.

He began moving in and out, quickening the pace a bit. His hands clasped onto her wrists and waist, holding her still as he plowed her. Her eyes watered from the pleasure. That he could feel such an incredible sensation with his skin just touching hers was beyond amazing. This whole act of love or lust was so unlike him, he was a man of formality.

To think he would do this with Mavka was truly astonishing. As he continued to thrust into her, she let out a small growl. He softly glowed, making her heart flutter, before looking directly into her eyes. The look was one of desire and passion.

Hux's body pressed against hers as the pace fastened. He held her. Feeling himself closer to finishing, he clasped his hands onto her hips, lifting her into a more comfortable position. He moved in one quick surge, and she felt him cover her womb. Her whole body was flaming with heat as her breathing was thick.

Hux was immediately stricken by exhaustion, slowly pouring his weight alongside her as he laid on top of her. She felt his breathing slow, and his body melt against hers.