"You want to destroy the Resistance, kill Leia." The words left a bitter taste in your mouth, but at the same time it was thrilling. This man capable of so much power and destruction was between your legs, his hand was fisted in your hair. As much power as he had, you had just as much. Hux hips bucked into yours once at the sentence, confirming your thoughts. "You want to kill Snoke." You spat out the name, and Hux growled at the feeling of you tightening your grip. You didn't have to be force sensitive to tell that you hated Snoke with as much passion as Hux. He had lied to Hux, and he used Kylo. Your own hands began pulling at his uniform, pulling the buttons from their holes almost violently. He helped you, pulling his shirt off and tossing it to the side. He pulled your undershirt off and let it fall to the floor on top of his. Hux pulled you off the table, pushing your suit off your hips to let you step out of them. He then put you back on the table, and pulled your panties off as he knelt before you. You stared in shock at him, the image in your head of the galaxy kneeling at his feet played in your mind as he knelt at yours.
He simply used his hand to push you back onto the table, your own hands reaching above you to steady yourself on the other side of the table. He growled out a 'keep talking' as he kissed your inner thigh, trailing his mouth to your overheated core. You took a breath, enjoying the feeling, but it was cut short when he nipped your thigh in warning.
You yelped, bucking up into his face causing him to throw an arm over your hips as he continued to tease your sensitive skin. "Y-You want to have Kylo Ren under your control. With him-you have the galaxy." Hux rewarded you with the words by licking a flat stripe between your legs. You bucked up against his arm, and groaned as he didn't let you move. He continued the motion and your hands fell from above you to grip his head tightly.
Hux pulled your hand from his hair and trapped your other arm under it as he gave them both to the one holding you to the table. Your head fell back, your chest lifting as you arched and hissed at the sensation of his free hand replaced his mouth, his pointer finger tracing the soft skin of your core, before circling once or twice around your clit, then continuing on. You could feel the pressure building in your core and Hux dipped his fingers into your entrance, first one, then two. His thumb pressed against your clit tightly and you keened again, legs kicking out.
Hux continued to pump in and out of you, each time he pulled out dragging against the front wall of your entrance almost cruelly. He stood then, leaning over you to speak into your ear. Your eyes were shut tightly, but you opened them when he barked out the order to do so. You stared at him, eyes wide with lust and lungs struggling to press out enough air.
"If I rule this galaxy." He stopped, the feral grin returning to his lips. "When I rule this galaxy, where will you be?" He asked and you felt heat rush to your cheeks, and where his hand was currently pulsing into you.
"I...I don't know." You replied honestly, your chest heaving with the strain of speaking. He tilted his head in question, an eyebrow raising in surprise.
"You don't?" You shook your head, wanting desperately to close your eyes, the eye contact almost too much to take. "Think harder." He pressed, the speed of his hand increasing, making it nearly impossible to do just that.
You stared into his eyes, and sucked in a breath. If he was implying what you thought he was, then you were going to come undone under him in that moment. You had never been thirsty for power, never craved it before, but now you wanted it just as much as you wanted him. You retried your answer, voice climbing in pitch as you felt the spring winding tightly within you. "Beside you." You choked and he smirked.
"That's right. You will be beside me as we take down the Resistance. You will be beside me as we watch Snoke die. And you will be beside me as I take the throne. You will be my Empress." He began to almost growl at the end he let go of your wrists, his now free hand instead latching onto your neck, just below your jaw. "And I will be your Emperor." As he spoke those final words, you felt the spring snap in your stomach and your eyes went white as the feeling flooded through you like the star that took Starkiller.
Chapter 11
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