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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Star_Wars_Episode_VII:_The_Force_Awakens_(2015)
  Relationship:
      Armitage_Hux/Ben_Solo_|_Kylo_Ren
  Character:
      Armitage_Hux, Ben_Solo_|_Kylo_Ren
  Additional Tags:
      Daddy_Kink, Pet_Play, Anal_Sex, Oral_Sex, Intercrural_Sex, Toys, Fox_Hux,
      forgive_me_for_tainting_Fox!Hux, this_is_why_we_can't_have_anything_nice,
      Age_Difference, Alternate_Universe_-_Student/Teacher, tail_plug
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-09-05 Words: 4007
****** Vulpes ******
by phantomhime
Summary
     It all started with a nickname. A nickname that inspires Hux to make
     a very specific purchase.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
Like most good ideas, it had come unexpectedly.
Hux had been in bed with Ren a few weeks earlier, fucked out and sated as their
cum cooled on his thighs and belly. Ren had been petting him, holding him close
and whispering his usual sweet nothings into his ear as he came down from his
high. Hux had misbehaved badly earlier during the day, his ass throbbing with
the caning he had received.
”Like a little fox,” Ren had murmured, stroking his auburn hair - certainly a
fox-like color. ”So clever and mischievous, my pretty boy.”
The nickname had stuck, seemingly differentiating itself amongst the myriad of
other pet names Ren bestowed upon him. It struck something within Hux, a warm
fuzziness spreading in his belly whenever Ren petted his hair or stroked behind
his ear, calling him ’my sweet little fox’. Two weeks later, Hux was doing calc
homework at his desk when a flash of a memory came back to him from nowhere. He
remembered a few pictures he’d seen on tumblr months ago, and looked them up
where he’d saved them to his private blog. The idea took root in his mind
instantly. Unable to forget about it, Hux instead decided to pursue it.
He only had to search briefly before he found the set online and bought it
instantly, paying for it with a reloadable Visa he picked up on the way home
from school so that his father wouldn’t notice any strange charges on his card.
He made sure to be at home when it was delivered a few days later, prepared to
explain the discreet package as books if his father for some reason was to ask.
Unsurprisingly with his father’s disinterest in anything unrelated to his work,
the whole ordeal had gone smoothly; the next day, Hux packed the contents into
his messenger bag before leaving for school.
 
-
 
When final period ended, Hux waited out by the back exit for Ren to finish
work. To escape the offered ride home he told Phasma he’d be reading in the
library for a while before leaving, and sent a text to his father that he’d be
staying the night at a classmates house and would be back the following
morning. Not that he’d even notice Hux was missing. He’d texted Ren earlier
during the day and begged to stay the night – Ren must have been as desperate
as Hux was, the positive reply had come in seconds.
As he waited, Hux grew more and more restless by the minute. It had been three
weeks since he’d stayed over at Ren’s, since they’d had anything more than a
quick tryst in his office or an empty classroom at school. Hux’s entire body
ached for Ren, longed to have an entire night in his bed to make up for the
last few weeks. Ren wouldn’t fuck him in school, and by now Hux was craving
that huge cock inside him. His own fingers were never enough to satisfy him
when he masturbated alone in bed, sending pictures of the aftermath to Ren.
Graduation was only half a year away, but it couldn’t come soon enough – Hux
wondered whether he should feel bad that seeing Ren whenever he wanted to was
what he looked forward to the most.
The door swung open, and Hux looked up. Ren was carrying his computer bag over
his shoulder and his blazer over his arm, car keys swinging on his index
finger. Nobody was around to see them leave.
”Let’s go,” Ren said.
 
-
 
It took no less than ten seconds after closing the front door behind them for
Ren to have Hux pushed up against the wall, knee lodged between his thighs and
hands groping at his sides underneath his t-shirt. Hux moaned brokenly when the
knee pushed further up against his already hard cock. ”How I’ve missed making
my boy moan like that,” Ren growled into his neck. Hux wished he’d bite him,
wouldn’t care that he’d be forced to wear turtlenecks for a week if only he
could feel his skin being broken by Ren’s teeth.
Minutes later, Hux was on all fours on the leather couch in the living room,
jeans pulled off and shirt pushed up to his armpits, halfway to screaming with
his Daddy’s cock pounding him from behind as all the pent-up tension between
them from the last two weeks was exerted. It was quick and dirty, just to get
it all out of their systems so they could think straight again. Ren only lasted
for half the time of what he usually does before spurting inside Hux to a
litany of ’fuck me Daddy, cum in me, fill me up’ falling from his pretty lips.
To Hux’s dismay, Ren pulled out as soon as he had caught his breath, flipping
Hux over to lay on his back beneath him. Hux let out a choked yelp when Ren’s
long fingers found his abused hole, pushing inside through the sticky mess of
his own cum to rub Hux’s prostate mercilessly. Hux hadn’t even known it was
possible to come untouched until he met Ren – now it was a favorite sport of
his Daddy’s to make him cum all over himself without a single touch to his
swollen dick. It only took a few minutes of stimulation this time, and Hux came
with a cry so loud he would have worried the neighbors might have heard, had
his mind not blacked out from the intense pleasure.
When he came to thirty seconds or so later, Ren had his tiny form cradled in
his lap. A large hand stroked through his sweat-matted hair.
”You okay, little one?”
Hux managed a small nod. Now was his opportunity.
”I’m hungry, Daddy,” he said in the smallest voice he could manage.
”You want me to pick something up for you?”
Hux hummed, and put on the voice he always used when he asked Ren for
something. The one he knew Ren could never say no to.
”Can I have some Thai from that place down the road? And a Coke?”
Ren seemed to consider the request for a few seconds before nodding briefly. He
ran a hand through Hux’s hair as he maneuvered himself off the couch, pulling
up the zipper of his jeans and adjusting his rumpled shirt. Leaning down, he
grazed his lips over Hux’s forehead.

”Anything for my boy.”
 
—
 
As soon as the soft thud from the front door closing reached his ears, Hux was
off the couch and heading to the bedroom. Along the way, he picked up his
discarded bag from the hallway and brought it with him inside. He set it down
next to the bed before entered the ensuite bathroom to clean himself up. First
he peeled off his socks and T-shirt, wrinkling his nose at the cum stains
marring the lower hem of the grey shirt. It wasn’t the first time that had
happened – they really ought to undress before fucking. Hopefully Ren had
something he could borrow that wouldn’t completely engulf him. He did relish
the feeling of being swallowed by Ren’s shirts, but he’d rather not show up at
home in a shirt obviously not his own.

Hux saturated a washcloth with warm water from the tap and meticulously wiped
off the tacky cum from his stomach and thighs, leaving his socks and shirt on
the floor. He ran his hands through his hair a few times to tame the tousled
locks, but only managed to make it look slightly more deliberately messy. Then,
he exited the bathroom.
Sitting down on the bed, he opened his bag and plucked out the textbooks and
notebooks covering the unremarkable plastic bag at the bottom. Hux took it out
and placed it next to him on the bed, stuffed his school books back inside the
messenger, and set it back down on the floor. Picking up the plastic grocery
store bag, he reached inside and carefully withdrew the largest item.
The tail was gorgeous - everything he could have imagined and more. It had cost
Hux an entire month’s allowance, but the price certainly reflected in the
quality. The fur was faux, but so realistic you’d be hard pressed to spot the
difference. Hux ran it through his hands, shivering as he felt the softness.
The color was an amazingly close match with his own hair, which he hadn’t
anticipated; it was hard to judge the exact shade through a computer monitor.
But the auburn fur matched almost perfectly, fading into a rich black at the
very tip of the tail. At the other end it was fastened onto a moderately sized
golden plug. Hux had waited for days to try it: the first time had to be
special, not just playing with himself in his room. And it had to be a surprise
for Ren. Hux climbed up onto the king-size bed, kneeling with his legs apart.
Slipping the tail into himself was easy with how wet he still was, his Daddy’s
come slicking the way as the plug settled in him. Hux couldn’t stop a small
moan from escaping as he felt it rub against his insides when he moved his
legs. Climbing off the bed and standing on shaky legs, he seized the plastic
bag and shuffled towards the full-length mirror covering the sliding wardrobe
door with small steps. The silky soft fur of the tail tickled his thighs when
he moved, the swinging weight bouncing between his legs with every step.
Hux reached into the bag and retrieved the finishing touch: the ears. They were
made of the same fur as the tail, big and fluffy with jet black tips. They
fastened with small clips – Hux struggled with them for a few minutes as he
attempted to put them on. When he finally managed to secure them to his head
they peeked out of his hair cutely, held firmly fast by the clips. The color
truly was a near identical match; Hux could barely tell where his hair ended
and the ears begun.
Hux took a step back, appraising himself in the mirror. All nude with his ears
and tail, he looked like a lost little fox boy, far away from the woods. His
hair was tousled around the sloping ears, the long tail brushing down to the
back of his knees. Shaking his hips gently, he watched the tail swing from from
side to side. It had a nice, flowing flexibility and a good weight to it. Hux
was already becoming addicted to wearing it.
Laying back down on the bed, Hux tried to distract himself from his rapidly
filling cock. He was aching to stroke it, but he knew from experience how Ren
wouldn’t be happy if he touched himself without permission. As much as Hux
loved being punished, he would try his best to behave tonight. To get his mind
on other, slightly more clean thoughts, he tried reading a few pages of his
history textbook to prepare for the test he had the next week, but managing to
concentrate was difficult when he felt so acutely aware of the heavy plug
inside him and the soft fur against his thighs. His cock ached with need, all
flushed and hard like he hadn’t just come all over himself less than an hour
ago. God, he wished for nothing else than for Ren to hurry up at the Thai place
and get home and fuck him already.
He didn’t have to wait for long. Hux had given up on trying to read ten minutes
ago when he heard the front door open and close, Ren’s heavy steps falling on
the hardwood floor. He listened as the steps continued into the kitchen,
takeout bags set down on the table to be dealt with later. Ren’s footsteps
traveled further, to the living room.
”Baby boy?”
”In here,” Hux called, as steadily as his trembling voice allowed him. The few
doubts he had about the situation felt like they were multiplying by the second
- he sincerely hoped he hadn’t misjudged the situation, that Ren would
appreciate his blunt initiative. No way to know but to try.
Ren appeared in the doorway moments later. Hux pushed himself up onto his
elbows, slowly turning onto his stomach to showcase his tail as he searched
Ren’s face for a reaction.
”Welcome home, Daddy,” he purred.
The room was quiet for a few seconds. Ren moved with focused intent, eyes
darkened with a predatory lust that made Hux’s blood run hot and heart beat
loud in his ears. The bed dipped when his Daddy’s weight dropped down onto it,
sitting down by the edge and towering over Hux’s small form. He always felt
tiny in Ren’s presence, but the effect was multiplied when he was naked. Hux
adored the feeling.
A large hand on his hip coaxed him into leaning on his side, braced on an elbow
and a hand. The second hand settled on his cheek, warm skin like fire against
his own. Hux gasped when the hand on his hip ran lower over his ass - large
enough to cover almost the entirety of it - and stroked over the tail, running
it through rough fingers. Meanwhile, the opposite hand traveled upwards into
his hair, petting the soft ears with reverence. Hux only just then realized
that his eyes had slipped close in bliss as he was being touched.
Opening his eyes, he found Ren’s gaze fixated on him. The want in his hazel
eyes was intense, pure. It seemed like the risk had paid off. Ren leaned
closer, hot breath ghosting over a cheek as he nuzzled Hux’s hair.
”Daddy’s little pet, aren’t you?”
The whine that escaped Hux was almost instinctual at hearing those words. Ren’s
voice was deep as usual, husky and oh so arousing. The hand stroking the tail
lifted it upwards so that it was laying along Hux’s lower back. It went back to
stroking lower, near the base of the plug. Suddenly, Ren pressed a finger into
the golden metal, wiggling it within Hux. Just that tiny little shift felt
amazing; Hux’s hips pressed down instinctually to further the contact. But the
fingers pulled away to stroke over the tail once again. The teasing would drive
Hux mad if it continued like that.
”My sweet little fox,” Ren coos. ”Have you behaved while I was away?”
”Yes Daddy, I’ve been really good, I promise.”
”Of course you have, Daddy’s precious little kit, so good for me.” A light tug
to the tail disturbed the plug within Hux. His legs tried to close almost
involuntarily, but Ren’s hands forced them apart. Hux couldn’t contain his
small moan.
”Please…”
”What do you want, little one? Use your words.”
”I want to suck your cock,” Hux whimpered. ”Please?”
Ren stroked a hand along Hux’s smooth cheek. ”Go ahead then.” He sat back on
his haunches on the bed. Hux crawled up to his lap on all fours, deftly undoing
his zipper with practiced ease. Ren was almost fully hard in his boxer briefs;
Hux pulled his length out and gave it a few pumps to bring it to peak
condition. His small tongue darted out to give a kittenish lick to the flushed
tip.
Hux loved sucking cock – almost as much as he loved getting fucked. Sometimes,
Ren called him ’little cockslut’, and Hux couldn’t really argue. He’d spend
every day on his knees under Ren’s desk if he could, sucking him off like they
did sometimes in his office.
Ren’s hand went to the back of Hux’s head like it always did, urging him to
mind his teasing. Hux complied, taking Ren’s cock to the base in one go and
relishing in the heavy breath he heard from above. Hux choked, but he held fast
– after a few seconds, his gag reflex surrendered and he could swallow around
the thick shaft. Hux had precious little of a reflex to begin with, and
suppressing it was never too uncomfortable. It was worth it to hear Ren curse
under his breath.
Hux picked up his pace quickly. He worked Ren’s cock with everything he had,
licking and sucking on the head before taking it all down his throat again. His
right hand jerked and squeezed at the base when he licked the tip to afford
himself a few breaths. Ren was big, and Hux adored how tiny his hand looked
when he tried to grip it, how his fingers almost wouldn’t reach around the
girth of it. It always looked like it was way too big to fit inside him, small
and thin for his age as he was. Time and time again, Hux proved himself wrong.
As he continued blowing Ren, Hux could feel him tugging gently on his tail
again, not enough to pull it free of him but just enough that he could feel it.
Hux moaned around the cock in his mouth as Ren continued stroking his soft tail
– playing with it, lifting it up and letting it fall down agains his thighs,
pulling it upwards to rest along the small of his back. He moaned again.
The vibrations must have been too much for Ren – he pushed gently on Hux’s
shoulder to ease him off. Surprised, Hux looked up at him. So he didn’t want to
come down Hux’s throat or on his face? Furrowing his brow, Hux struggled to
think of what Ren could want. It wasn’t like he could fuck Hux, no matter how
much Hux ached for it – his ass was occupied by the plug and he certainly
wouldn’t fit Ren too. But Ren said nothing, just pushed Hux to lay on his back
and kneeled above him.

A strong hand cupped Hux’s knee from underneath, pushing it to the side so that
his legs were both leaning together to Ren’s right side. Hux looked on in
confusion as Ren opened the top drawer of his nightstand and withdrew the lube,
squirting a generous amount into his palm. Soon after, a shock of cold spread
along Hux’s legs – Ren was massaging the lube into his soft inner thighs. They
were pushed close together, and the lube spread easily, slicking the skin
nicely.
”Daddy?” Hux questioned. Ren smirked assuringly. One hand grabbed both of Hux’s
legs underneath the knees, the other steadied his cock, rubbing the head over
slick thighs.
”Push your legs tighter,” Ren commanded. Hux obeyed, trying to keep his knees
pressed together tightly.
Hux immediately understood Ren’s intentions when his thick cock slid home
easily with the lube slicking Hux’s soft, thin thighs. It rubbed up against his
own, wringing a groan from Ren and a gasp from Hux. Ren pulled back again
quickly, and set up a good, fast pace immediately. Hux moaned; it felt almost
like Ren was fucking him, his hard cock sliding against Hux’s own bringing him
a new kind of pleasure. The grip on his thighs was firm, sure to leave purpling
fingerprints in his flesh when they were done. Hux wouldn’t have it any other
way.
They’d never done this before, even when they’d just started seeing each other
and Hux was still a virgin. Hux hadn’t thought it would feel as good as it did,
but now he almost wished they’d done it earlier. It was different, not feeling
the stinging pleasure of repeated penetration, but the stimulation to his cock
made up for it. Hux could definitely get used to this when he was too sore to
fuck again (or otherwise occupied, as present).
One of Ren’s arms slipped up to hold Hux’s ankles together by his shoulder, the
other sneaking down around to tease at his tail again. Hux was almost bent in
half, sweating with the exertion of keeping his legs close and tight for Ren to
fuck. His large form dwarfed Hux’s when he leaned over him like that, and Hux
never thought he’d ever love feeling so tiny and fragile. Ren was tall, six
foot something, all muscle and width. His strong biceps were probably thicker
than Hux’s thighs, and when he’s held down like this he’s all but immobile. He
did love when Ren ties him up, but being restrained just by his brute force was
even more satisfying.
Ren played with his tail the entire time he fucked Hux’s thighs, the added
stimulation of the plug moving slightly within him sending Hux closer and
closer to the edge. He tried his hardest to suppress it; he’s not allowed to
come without permission, and he was too hazy and distracted to try asking for
it at the moment. Ren’s huge cock was grazing his with every thrust, balls
slapping against each other. Hux was almost on the cusp of not being able to
hold it in any longer – repercussions be damned – when Ren came with a low
grunted ’fuck’, splattering Hux’s thighs, cock and belly with his seed. It
stuck to his fiery pubic hair, matting it down to a deeper copper color. Ren
continued thrusting until his cock started to soften; as he pulled away to rest
on his haunches, he let Hux’s trembling legs fall open to the sides.
Hux was ablaze, cock throbbing an angry red – he felt ready to explode if he
couldn’t reach down to jerk it. He sought Ren’s gaze, silently pleading and
hoping to be shown mercy. His thighs were trembling from the exertion of
holding them together, his hair sweat-damp and matted to his forehead.
”Touch yourself,” Ren commanded breathily, ”show Daddy what a good little fox
you are.”
And Hux did, grasping his rock-hard erection in his small hand, pushing up into
his fist with a moan. Direct contact felt so incredibly good after the teasing
almost-enough rubbing he got earlier. He jerked his hand quickly over himself,
cock slick with residual lube and his own liberal precum. Hux always got
soaking wet when Ren fucked him.
After nary a minute, Hux was on the cusp again, ready to tumble over at any
second.
”M-may I come, please Daddy?”
Ren reached out a hand and stroked behind his ear, first his real one and then
up to the furry faux one. ”You have been very good and well behaved, haven’t
you?”
Hux nodded fervently as he jerked himself with vigor. He was so incredibly
close, hanging on only by pure will.
”Go ahead and come for Daddy, little kit.”
And Hux came with a choked moan, the first spurt so intense it caught Hux’s
chin. The rest ended up in thick ropes over his stomach and chest, mixing with
the seed already smeared over him. He squeezed his cock, jerking it with small
movements until the rippling waves of pleasure flittered out. Hux’s body
relaxed as it released its built-up tensions; Hux tried to catch his breath and
put his mind back together from the pieces that had drifted apart.
”What a mess you’ve made, little fox,” Ren teased, tutting at the mix of come
and sweat covering Hux’s entire torso. ”You’ve gotten your beautiful tail all
wet and dirty, too.”
Hux moaned weakly when Ren tugged on the long tail again, all too
overstimulated to feel anything but the pressure of it inside him. He wanted to
reach down and pull it out to give his sore hole a break, but having Ren play
with it was too good to pass up. Ren gently lowered himself down onto the bed
next to him, motioning for him to lift his neck so he could pillow it on one of
Ren’s huge biceps. Hux laid back, closed his eyes, and tried not to fall asleep
while Ren scratched behind his ear, played with his tail, and called him
”little fox”. He was exhausted, and almost drifting off against his will when
Ren leaned even closer and murmured into his ear.
”Maybe Daddy should get a pretty collar for his sweet little kit?”
A small smirk spread on Hux’s face.
”Yes please, Daddy.”
End Notes
     This isn't beta-read or even proofread as I just wanted to throw this
     shit out before I delete it in shame. Tell me if you spot any errors
     please!
     I fully blame betts for giving me a daddy kink, something I never
     thought would happened.. bless. Read her stuff instead, it's miles
     above mine. She's a huge inspiration.
     kinkshame me on tumblr
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