The Battle of Hogwarts

“Life is killing all the time and so the goddess kills herself in the sacrifice of her own animal.”

You know that he’s drunk on wine. He’s just. Had so much wine. You think he’d be able to hold his Corellian Red by now but he’s just so small and slight.

And Kylo has no clue what’s going on. Suddenly Hux has him in some small room just off of the banquet hall they’re at, and he’s being pushed into a chair and he’s got a lap full of swaying ginger. He looks at Hux with a vague sort of horror and asks, “What are you doing?” Hux grins like a shark and murmurs, “Making a power play.”

There’s just enough music streaming through the door that he can find his rhythm, swaying and swishing and grinding back on Kylo’s lap. Kylo doesn’t know what to do with his hands; he finally settles them on Hux’s hips, amazed at how small and bony they are.

‘Death By His Side’ (WIP).