General Hux saw everything and said nothing.

He flipped the security hologram off and ejected the small chip into his palm and crushed it. Though the main tapes were destroyed, this remaining copy had been his key to finishing Kylo Ren. It was him, not the girl, who killed the supreme leader. And why?

Hux ground the chip into smaller pieces in his fist.

For the girl.

Crait was a disappointment. It was an embarrassment. And now it all felt worse. The mighty Kylo Ren had lost his senses for a nobody scrapper from Jakku and upset the entire First Order. What bothered Hux more was that the girl had clearly won Ren's entire affection and loyalty; something he'd worked for and failed to do time after time. A wall remained between them though most nights, not even the sheets could keep them apart.

Ren was asleep in the general's bed when Hux returned to his quarters after ensuring no other evidence existed to tie Ren to Snoke's murder.

"You're here?" Hux mused, a bite of annoyance in the words.

"Mmm." Ren rolled over and pulled the sheet up to his face. "Turn off the light."

He meant to remain calm and lord the glorious blackmail over Ren's head. The evidence was concrete, and Ren would look into Hux's mind and see that the general absolutely could end him. Yet the snarky order in Hux's own room sent him over the edge, where he'd been perched for some time. "Get up. I just watched the security recording of Snoke's throne roo-" Hux choked on the words as a Force presence pressed against his chest. "Stop," he rasped.

The sensation stopped almost immediately and Ren twitched angrily, still not turning to face him.

"You worthless cad," Hux snarled, storming across the room and tearing the blankets away from the bed. "Get up."

Nearly nude and curled into a comfortable ball, Ren glared over his shoulder at him. "What's your problem?" he snarled. "Just get in bed." He snatched the sheets back and pulled them up.

"The girl!" Hux growled through clenched teeth, ripping the sheets away and throwing them to the floor. "You killed the supreme leader because of the girl." His lip twitched and voice cracked.

Ren didn't react in any way. "Yes. I did."

Hux swallowed and weighed what direction to take the argument in.

"I'd do it again," Ren added before he could reply. "If you didn't see that coming, you're even more pathetic than I thought."

"You will not disrespect me after all you've put me through," Hux roared, snatching Ren's foot and yanking him toward the foot of the bed. Finally in possession of the supreme leader's rapt attention, he jabbed a finger in his face. "You owe me an apology. Or at the very least, you can wipe my memory so I forget all the miserable extracurricular hours I've spent in your company."

Ren stared up at him and simply replied, "You couldn't possibly think this was the same thing." He narrowed his eyes for a moment and pushed into the general's mind, then pursed his lips. "You did." Something like pity passed his face.

Feeling a blush rising in his cheeks, Hux reached down and struck Ren across the face. "Fuck you. You're a manipulative, disgusting-"

"I am," Ren agreed lamely, not bothering to defend himself.

"Shut up," Hux barked, backhanding him and pinning him down anyway. "So why- why did you need me if you had the girl? You think me a fool? An- an emotionless cock for you to fuck?" He realized his chest was heaving and nostrils flaring as he panted for breath.

Ren turned his head to the side and sighed listlessly. "I didn't have the girl. I don't have the girl."

The man's lack of caring bothered Hux more than if he were Force-choking him. "So I'm your second choice? How many nights have you shown up here in the middle of the night? Was it because she wasn't answering your call?" His hand crept to Ren's throat and he let it rest there, not quite angry enough to clench his windpipe in his fingers.

"Be my guest," Ren muttered darkly. "I won't stop you."

Shocked at how quickly he lost control and how eagerly Ren was giving it up, Hux sat back on his side of the bed and pulled his knees to his chest, facing the wall. "Get out."

"Make me."

Hux snarled aloud. "I don't want you here. I don't want you in my bed, I don't want you in my sight." Frustrated tears threatened to spill down his cheeks but he fought them back. Ren's betrayal was worthy of his rage, but he refused to allow him to see his utter devastation.

Ren rolled over and his hand caught Hux's hip. "Can we not do this tonight?"

"You already fucked me once today with that idiotic stunt you pulled with Skywalker." He sniffled. "If you won't leave here, fine. I'll go to your quarters and change the security code so I can get away from you."

Ren sat up and moved so his chest was pressed against Hux's back and his legs were on either side of the general's. His arms wound around his waist. "Just fucking stay." His lips trailed from Hux's ear down his neck, sending shivers down his arms.

"You can't seduce your way out of this," Hux whispered. The hologram had been small, but the way Ren looked at the scavenger was a look Hux had only seen a few times and yearned to earn. It burned in his mind and seared his heart. Kylo Ren was in love with the girl. "I feel like a damn fool."

"That makes two of us." Ren's warm breath at the back of his neck scattered goosebumps. "Armitage, just fucking get in bed." he tried.

Ren rarely used his first name, and it struck Hux as intimate. Refusing to concede this time, he shook his head. "Not even if you begged from your knees."

Ren's hand crept down to his crotch and began massaging. "Please."

Hux gasped. Their sexual escapades nearly always consisted of Hux servicing Ren and willingly submitting to him, never the other way around. His erection felt electric in the supreme leader's long fingers and he moaned and writhed.

"Please." Ren swiftly moved to the floor, kneeling before Hux, his hand moving skillfully up and down his shaft. "Please don't leave me."

Panting, Hux stared down at Ren's large, pleading eyes. "Convince me," he spat, shrugging out of his jacket and undoing his uniform slacks. At long last he held the power, even if it came at a painful price. So perhaps the girl had Ren's heart. At least he had his presence and desire.

As Ren parted his lips to take Hux into his mouth, the general groaned. "That's right. Good man. You'll show me how much you need me or you'll have lost two lovers today."

Ren slept surprisingly soundly for a man who shrugged off his usual role and exuded much more effort than a routine evening.

Hux was exhausted but couldn't bring himself to close his eyes. His body was still throbbing in euphoria. His chest rose and fell steadily, his lover's dark head rising and falling with each breath as it rested on him.

"You asshole," Hux whispered into Ren's messy hair. He pressed a kiss against his scalp and closed his eyes. "You have no idea how much I loathe your existence."

"Fuck you, Hux," Ren mumbled against his chest before falling back to sleep.