Naughty Nun || Gabriel Van Helsing X Reader Smut

Naughty Nun || Gabriel Van Helsing x Reader Smut

Summary: You're the nun working at an old abbey. You happen to know Gabriel Van Helsing himself, the greatest monster hunter of all time. After another mission, he visits you and he's hurt. He expects you to help him, not only to deal with his wounds.

Warnings: Smut

Words: 1875

Authors: Cass & Rouge

A/N: We fell in love with Hugh Jackman, not so long time ago we watched Van Helsing together and were like “Let’s write something!”, so we did! We are sure he won’t appear on our blog ever again but we simply wanted to write it! ENJOY!

Gabriel wasn't really lucky, sure, he was an infamous monster hunter known as Van Helsing but even he had bad days. Encounter with a group of vampires was the main reason for it. In short, it didn't go so well, Gabriel didn't get bitten but he got pretty beaten up.

Now, covered in dirt, blood, bruises and other unidentified injuries, he hobbled to one of the chapels to find his friend who was a great nurse.

"I am done for today," Gabriel muttered going trough big entrance. "Oh, sister Y/N. I kinda... I kinda need your help." He said loudly, he knew the chapel will be empty at this point so he wasn't afraid someone's gonna see him.

You rushed to him, holding hems of your habit in one hand, you slipped arm under his shoulder to support him. "Van Helsing, what the hell has happened to you this time?!," you asked. "Don't answer, I don't really want to know!" You led him to another room and sat him in the wooden bench. "Wait here and don't die, I go brings medicaments!," you informed him.

"Hell? Isn't it like the forbidden word for you!?" He asked, teasing you. No matter the state he was in, he never stopped testing you. You weren't a real sister, you were helping around the chapel a lot but that was it, Gabriel felt less guilty for flirting with you or teasing you that other sisters didn't scold him.

Gabriel let out a growl as he tried to slowly remove layers of clothes that would for sure interrupt in your work. He removed his coat and then his thick shirt, now he was sitting shirtless, waiting at you like a good boy he 'was'.

You ran to him, holding small wooden box with bandages and some kind of mixtures. "Fuck, it doesn't look good, Gabriel," you told him as you poured some alcohol on the rag. "Oh, look, I see a warewolf!," You pointed on the ceiling and when he looked up you pressed the rag soaked with alcohol to his wound. "I'm sorry, tried to distract you."

Gabriel yelled and hissed loudly. "FUCK! It didn't help! Couldn't you simply hit me in the head!?" He said highly annoyed and let out a loud sigh. "Thank you for your help, sister," Gabriel said. "And I got into a fight with a pack of vampires." He informed you. "I think they broke my ribs..."

You shook your head. "Have I missed something? Two days ago you sworn at the holy Crucifix that you won't be messing with them without proper equipment and now this? Eh, Gabriel, you fucking dumbshit," you whispered into his ear and kissed his cheek briefly. You pressed his sides gently and smiled. "They ain't broken. Don't worry. I gotta put stitches though."

He rolled his eyes. "This wasn't my idea, I got a mission to do." Gabriel told you and hissed as you pressed on his ribs. "Oh, so now you whisper dumbshit but you were saying hell out loud? Nice sister." He teased you before stealing a kiss from your lips with a cocky smile on his.

"Shut your mouth, Van Helsing, and maybe you'll get some of the treat," you winked at him. You gently cleaned wounds in his chest and stomach, one of them required stitches so you out them on. Then, you wrapped each wound in bandage and prepared him some mixture to drink. "Drink, it's gonna help."

He looked at you with the suspicious look but took the bottle from you. Gabriel took a sip and was ready to spit it out because of the taste but he swallowed the mixture. "What the hell was that?" He muttered wiping his lips.

"Something that will help you gain proper level of stamina," you informed softly and offered him hand. "Come on, we gotta out your ass to bed so you can rest, sweetie."

Gabriel grabbed your hand and smiled. "Now I am sweetie but before I was a dumbshit. You change your mind really often, sister Y/N." He teased as he followed you to your room. Inside, he locked the door and wrapped his arm around your waist. "So, sister. Let's see if your mixture started work and I know the excellent way to test my stamina." Gabriel purred and kissed you.

You led him to your bed and pushed him on it. "You can watch but don't ya dare to touch," you pretended to sound angrily.

You moved your body and rocked hips as you were slowly taking your thick, brown robe of, reviling your shoulder first. "Like what you see?"

Gabriel smiled and giggled. "Oh, sister, I have a feeling that devil himself took control over you." He said getting comfortable on the bed despite alle the injurys that slighlty annoyed him.

You slipped your habit lower, freeing your boobs. You looked at him and smilee, playing with them a little before slipping rest of your robe down. Younwere in your velvet panties only, you walked to him and looked a him from above. "Ah, Gabriel. What shall I do with you, huh? Look what you're doing to me. First you got into troubles and later you came like a hit puppy to me to be rescued."

"Just come here!" He grabbed your waist and pulled you into the bed. Gabriel quickly turned both of you so he was towering over you. He kissed you deeply, slipping his tongue into your mouth as his thumb stroked your cheek. Gabriel pulled away after a moment and looked at you with eyes full of adoration. "I missed you, Y/N." Man addmited before pulling you into another kiss.

You reached hands to his belt and undid it quickly looking him deep in the eyes. "Oh, how much I missed you, Gabriel. I was afraid everyday that you might not come back to me," you slipped hand in his pants and smiled, wrapping palm around his soft member. You squeezed and jerked on him while kissing him with tongue.

Gabriel growled into a kiss as you jerked him off. "Such a naughty, naughty sister you are." He purred before returning to kiss. Gabriel missed you so much that just a bit of your touch made him rock hard. "And look what are you doing to me."

You rolled with him trying to be careful to not hurt him. You tugged his pants down and pumped his shaft few times before taking him in your mouth.

Gabriel gasped and looked down on you. "Fuck, Y/N." He moaned quietly before moving his hand into your hair to gain some of the control over your movement. He bucked his hips to push himself deeper into your throat, Gabriel was really desperat for any feeling.

You pulled him out of your mouth to lick vein on his lower part. You sucked his cock before sucking it back into you mouth and bobbing head quickly back and forth. Your free hand massaged his balls as you deep-throated him.

"Fuck." He gasped and rolled his head back into your pillow. Gabriel grabbed your hair and your head down, pushing his cock as deep as possible. He emptied himself into your throat and sighed loudly. "I think I waited on you too long or I got too excited." He teased you.

"I see this, Gabriel," you said as you slipped out of your panties and straddled his bearded face. "If you'll be a good boy, you'll get a price," you informed.

Gabriel smiled and wrapped arms around your hips, he pulled you down to place gently kisses on your clit and lips. First, he played with you by sucking your lips gently before pushing just the tip of his tongue past your lips. Soon he started to eat you at like a hungry animal.

"Oh my holy hell," you rolled head back into your head, pleasure was already unbearable. You waited for this too long. You craved him and his touch, he was spinning your head round. You rocked your hips quickly trying to.het more friction while.you reached your hand back to jerk over his yet hard again member.

"Don't use this word, sister." He lectured you and winked at you before pressing his face to your heat, pushing his tongue deep into you. One of his hand relised your hip and his hand traveled to your entrance. Gabriel looked up on you before he started pushing two fingers into you. Now he was eating you out while fingering you.

"Fuck you, van Helsing," you grunted rolling head back and jerking hardly onto his cock. Soon, you got off his face and bended down to kiss his lips, you tasted your wetness on them and grinned happily. Then, you straddled his lap and guided his cock right into your core, your pussy sucked it all and you let out a moan.

He smiled and gladly kissed you back. Gabriel sat up, pulling you closer to him, he started to buck his hips into you while playing with one of your breasts. He was kissing and biting your neck as his fingers played with your nipple.

"Just like this, Gabriel and you'll fucking make me cum so hard around your sweet cock," you whispered into his ear as your nails digged into his shoulders. You bucked your hips for him as well, his cock was spreading your inner walls on and on.

"Come on, don't hold it, sweetheart. I want to feel you, I want to feel your pussy spasming around my hard cock." Gabriel purred and his hand traveled to your clit to rub gently circles there. His thrusts became deeper and faster.

"God, yes, yes, yes!," You threw head back in outburst of pleasure that overwhelmed your body. Cold shivers ran down your spine. After a second you removed yourself from him and laid down on your side, wiggling your bun at him. "Come one, van Helsing, what are you waiting for? Come on and save me, I'm losing my mind."

He let out a quiet, tired chuckle. "You really love to tease me." Gabriel purred and laid down on his side right behind you. He let out a quiet hiss because of his injuries but soon he pushed back into you. He took your leg and place it above his hips, his hand traveled to your clit to continue his fun while he fucked you hard.

You reached hand back to wrap.it around his neck, you were a moaning mess, whimpering his name and whining about how good your pussy feels.when it's being fucked by his rock hard cock. You massaged you breasts then placed hamd on his palm between your thighs. "I'm cumming!" You screamed.

"Good girl." He purred and kissed your nape as his hips didn't stop moving. Gabriel followed you soon and pushed deep inside of you, filling you up. He growled and nuzzled to your back as he tried to catch his breath, the hand that was on your clit now gently stroked your belly. "I love you, Y/N." He whispered, kissing your shoulder.

You turned your head to kiss him deeply, lazily. "I love you too. Nuzzle to me and rest, you're safe and sound.”

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Loving The Devil - Chapter I

Chapter I -  The Rustler

Summary: You're a thief. You do all kind of things to earn a living. One day you spot some contrast on the horizon, white horse and rider dressed in black. You have only one thing to do - you have to rustle man's horse...

Warnings: none

Words: 2423

Requests:  @vegemania and everyone!

Authors: Cass & Rouge

The money is always needed. It's a tale as old as time. Nevermind how much you will be arguing with this, it's still truth.

Being a thief wasn't easy, you have defended numerous enemies and overcame many threats to gain some coins which could have bought you a bit of better life and provided you a shelter, even if it was for a night.

That day you were roaming through countryside, you had to leave London for few days since a lot of people were hunting you down.

James had some stuff to take care of in the countryside.

He was galloping his snowy-white horse trough dirty paths. The horse was a majestic creature and carried his rider with grace, no matter the smacks it received from time to time.

James held the reins in his gloved hands, keeping animal under his control while the other hand held a leather backsword. His fit rested in stirrups to make sure he won't fall out of the saddle.

James stoped the horse as soon as he got on the place.

Horse huffed and shook its head as James jumped off the animal's back, he tied it up nicely to make sure it won't go away. He put the backsword into the inside pocket of his coat and went inside a countryside house.

You spotted the man dressed all in black, riding a white horse, it wasn't something unusual to see people on horses yet this contrast was so visible that it got into your attention.

Nice horse, you thought to yourself. If you'd have sold a horse like this one, you'd earn a lot of money and could afford a place in nice shelter for over a month.

Though rider looked like some kind of outlaw, you decided to take an attempt and steal the horse.

Despite James' character, his horse was nothing like his over. It was a calm and quiet animal, completely faithful to its owner.

The horse stood calmly, resting after the intensive ride. The animal let out a loud and heavy huff before shooking its head, casually digging into the ground using its hoof.

You sneaked to the horse from its side, getting to animal from behind meant being kicked by one of its strong legs. You wanted to not risk with broken bones to get this horse.

You walked closer, slowly. You reached hand to its nostrils so horse could sniff your scent. "Easy, easy, I'm not going to hurt you."

The horse didn't like your touch and quickly tried to move its head away from your hand but when it didn't help it tired to bite your hand to show you it didn't appreciate the contact. It whinnied and started hitting the ground with its front hoofs.

"Hey, shhh, shhh, calm down, don't make a noise!," you hissed and poked horses nostrils. "Shhh. I'm going to take you with me, you're a nice horse, beautiful one, and I'm a nice girl who needs you by her side, get it?," you told him like you'd try to calm horse down. You grabbed its rains and untied them from railing.

Animal shook its head and let out a loud huff, it let you untie the rains. Horse only moved its ears as its tail moved as well.

You climbed on tiptoes to stroke horse's head. "That's it. Good horsy. Now, follow me," you whispered and tried to walked off but then you felt kind of resistance. You turned your head around and blinked, the horse stood still and didn't move even a tiny bit. "Oh, come on, seriously?," you rolled eyes and pulled the rains.

A horse only shook its body, saddle and bridle rang like little bells. The horse was so used to James presence that it didn't move unless James gave rains to someone else BY HIMSELF. In this case, it didn't happen so horse stood there motionless, looking at its 'kidnapper' with a judgmental look in eyes.

You walked to horse and pulled rains again. "Come on, I need a little of your cooperation, sweetie," you said firmly. It didn't make any impression at the stubborn animal so in the end you tried to push horse's side. "Come on, move your wide bun and come with me, I'll buy you some apples and carrots."

Horse huffed and move just slightly to the side to make you lose the support and fall on the ground. After this horse simply bend its head down to eat some grass.

"You little fucker," you said as you got up and dusted yourself off. "My new pants, all in dirt, thanks, buddy," you grunted deeply. Suddenly you came with 'brilliant' idea.

You went away for a second and came back with handful of hay from nearest hay stack. "Look, I have something for you, just follow me, come on," you moved hand a little closer to horse's mouth.

The horse didn't move an inch.

"You know," a deep voice said from behind you. "When you try to work with animals such as horses, patience is the key to everything. You need to gain animal's trust, insulting or trying to force it by using food or any kind of force won't help at all."

You stiffened, your muscles tensed, your heart was in your throat and blood turned into icy liquid in your veins.

You slowly turned your head to see an average-sized man, dressed all in black, wearing high hat and gloves. It was the horse rider and instinctively you knew you were in troubles.

"But it's really hard to do with a horse that already has the owner," man said and his hand tangled together in front of him as he held the leather backsword. "Now, I have a good question. What the fuck are you doing with my horse, girl?"

"I... Well... I... Was passing by and I saw the horse, I thought it might be hungry so I brought a bit of hay...," you lied quickly, knowing deep inside it sounded cliché.

James raised an eyebrow, looking at you. He left the farmhouse as soon as you got up from the ground, he decided to stay quiet and observe the whole situation till he confronted you now.

"Oh, really? Because I saw you," he pointed at you with his backsword and then pointed at his horse. "Calling my horse a "little fucker" when in fact this horse is bigger than you and I also saw you trying to lurk it away by using as plane thing as a handful of hay."

You felt like all the colour drained out of your face, you got pale and couldn't calm.your breath down. "It's not like that how you think, sir," you tried to rescue the situation, "I just... Wanted to pet the horse and... And...," you couldn't form proper words as man's cold glance was still on you. You took step backward.

"I can see my horse is untied when I tied it up before I left. You did that too? Just because you wanted to pet it?," he asked you simply.

You were about to cry in front of that man but calmed enough to keep straight face. "I tried to take it away, are you happy?," you reached to inner pocket of your coat and pulled a handy knife out, pointing it on him. "I need this horse more than you and you ain't gonna stop me."

James looked at you annoyed and quickly disarmed and overpowered you. He put his curved knife against your throat from behind.

You closed eyes shut waiting for an unavoidable end of your life. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry! Let me go!"

James moved his mouth right next to your ear. "Quick question. Do you know how to clean or cook?," he asked.

You opened one of your eyes and tried to look at the man. You grunted and gave him a slight nod. "I do," you replied quietly.

James removed his knife. "Get on the horse. Now," he ordered.

You grimaced on him in disbelief. First, he tried to cut your throat and now he was ordering you? "Just let me go and I will tell no one about what you've tried to do," you said, trying to make a firm tone.

James rolled his eyes and picked you up easily to sat you on his horse. "Get the fucking on I said, girl" he growled and soon sat in front of you. "And better hold on," man warned before horse started to move with a simple move of James' rains.

"And now you want to cooperate, you stubborn animal," hummed you under breath and tried to hold onto man's thick coat.

You reminded silent, the last thing you needed in that pathetic situation was man to get angry again. He was scaring you.

James' horse started to galloping again, carrying two people with ease. It ran the well known path. James was also quiet, he wasn't much of a talker, to begin eiith, but you pissed him off even more.

When you got to town, James didn't stop till you two reached a big mansion. He rode into a stable and jumped off his horse. "Down," James said and pulled you down, he grabbed you by the nape and started to guide you toward the door.

"And why is that show going on, huh? If you want to kill me, do this now and you'll have a free afternoon," you grunted and tried to get out of man's grasp but apparently he was to strong to be overcome.

James walked inside the house and looked around, completely ignoring you. "BRACE!," he yelled loudly.

You blinked as you heard him calling someone. "Oh, great, so you have a friend, how cute," you snapped and looked around, house looked so old and smelt just like that as well. Like antique.

An older man stood in door to other room, he was holding a knife and potato. "Yes, sir?"

"Shut up," James squeezed your nape and looked at the older man. "Remember how you always told me you would appreciate addictional pair of hands around here?"

Man nodded with frown on his wrinkled face. "I hope you don't mean that whore you just brought home, James," he said simply.

"Ey, watch your fucking mouth!," you tried to move in place but man who held your nape squeezed it hardly enough to send you on your knees.

"She has a pretty face but dirty mouth as well," older man added. "I don't need her, you can close her in the basement, I don't care. You and your fucking magnificent ideas, James."

"She isn't a whore. I cough her trying to steal my horse when I was taking care of some stuff," James said and forced you to stand straight. "Look at her, she is young. She will outlive you easily, Brace."

Man named Brace looked at other man with pity. "Like we wouldn't have enough problems, James," he said. "She's young and what this gives? Fucking nothing. She's only gonna to use our supplies which we lack already but if this is what you want then sure, I can take her under my wings."

Older man walked to you and cupped your chin in his hand. He watched you closely. "If she won't work, I'll kill her by myself."

"Just don't add her to the soup," James said and let go of your nape, then looked at you. "And you. Better behave, I am not joking nor is Brace," he warned you.

"Excuse me," you started, "I don't know you or your scary, bold friend and trust me, I'm not going to stay here. I want to go away," you said firmly and moved to nearest wall, pressing your back to it. "I did nothing. In the end I didn't steal your fucking horse so you don't have right to hostage me!"

Brace rolled his eyes as he crossed arms over his chest. "It starts already, as I can see. Do something with her, James, or I'll break that pretty face of her, I mean it," older man walked back to the room which apparently was kitchen.

"Listen to me now, you must be more stupid than you look like," James growled at you. "First, you tried to steal my horse to get some money for a living and when I try to make you useful for once in your life, you whimper like a cheap whore. Is everyhing alright in that little head of yours?," he frowned. "You have a chance to earn what you need without risinking your life."

You thought for awhile, thoughts floated in your mind. This man was right. You received the opportunity to get a roof over your head and to earn some coins without risking anything. You just had to be good, obedient girl. Some moment later you nodded at him and stepped closer, shyly.

"You see? She will be a good helper now," James muttered loudly and pet your head. "Maybe she will be useful in the future, too. Now, get to work, girl," he said.

"One moment," you dared to interrupt him. "Will I get a place? Or anything? I mean. I have nothing with me except my handy knife. And what should I be doing? And who are you? You didn't introduce yourself anytime before."

James looked at you. "Brace for sure will find you a place, and I bet he hides some old clothes that should fit you. He will also tell you what to do," man said. "And I am James Delaney."

When he introduced himself finally, your heart skipped a beat. He was well-known in the community, many people were afraid of him and his comrades. You, on the other hand, belonged to the group that were impressed with his confidence and will to fight against East India Company.

"I'm Y/N," you reached hand to him.

James nodded, ignoring your gesture. "Good, now. Get to work or you won't stay here for long. Brace, I will be out till tomorrow. Take care of her and don't be too harsh," he said before leaving.

You watched him leaving with consternation. As he closed door behind himself, you headed to the kitchen.

Old man looked at you from above the pile of potatoes and other vegetables. "What are you staring at? Take the knife and peel," he instructed.

You sighed deeply and followed the order.

It's gonna be a fucking boring work

, you thought to yourself.

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This was something wonderful!  The soft and nice Mr. Hardy was amazing and it was. It was a pleasure to read it! Short and sweet!

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DON'T YOU CRY NO MORE || TOM HARDY DRABBLE

Words: 612

Summary: you're a reporter who has to lead the interview with Tom Hardy and Riz Ahmed. Unfortunately, you mess the two actors because of the stress during live program. What's going to happen?

Author's note: I was participating in writing challenge hosted by @thepaperpanda and my prompt was no. 23.

The tears burst forth like water from a dam, spilling down my face. I feel the muscles of my chin tremble like a small child and I look toward the window, as if the light could soothe me. There is static in my head once more, the side effect of this constant fear, constant stress I live with. I hear my own sounds, like a distressed child, raw from the inside. It takes something out of me I didn't know I had left to give. That's the way it is when people are hard. It's like a theft of the spirit, an injury no other person can see. This day is awful, I think to myself as I sit on the marble stairs leading to the television studio. How could I have messed my guests during live program?!

It had to be a simple thing to me, an experienced reporter. I had to lead the interview with my two guests, one of them was Tom Hardy, when other one was Riz Ahmed, the two shining stars of Venom movie.

"Don't you cry no more."

I hear the strong, deep voice, very familiar to me and I lift my chin up and turn head around to see no one else but Tom Hardy himself standing right behind me, leaning casually against the wall.

I burst in tears again, waving hand at him. "I can explain," I say with trembling voice. "I was prepared, I really was, it's all because of my nerves, I don't know how did I do it, I'm so sorry, Mr Hardy," I tell him and dare to look him on the eye.

To my surprise he smiles at me, no signs of nerves on his face. He reaches to pocket in his jeans to pull his electronic cigarette and inhale the smoke. It smells nicely, I gotta say, vanilla and cinnamon. Next thing he does is taking a seat next to me on the marble stairs, he looks at the horizon with beautiful panorama of London. "Don't ya cry, girl. It's fine, ain't big deal," he says and pokes my shoulder. "Chin up, everyone makes mistakes. Ain't ya first, ain't ya last."

It makes me smile shyly and nod. "I know but I'm professional! I shouldn't let such mistakes to crawl in my work," I admit sadly.

Tom cocks his brows and bursts with deep laughter, which quickly turns into a cough. "Girl, if ya would only know how many mistakes I've done in my entire career...," man chuckles and winks at me. "Now, stop crying, take a deep breath, or two, and let's go back inside,

let's do a work." Then he gets up and dusts his jeans off, Tom also reaches hand to me.

I take it hesitantly and get up as well, I follow his advice and take a deep breath.

"You ready?," Hardy asks softly and opens heavy, metal door for me, pointing his head at the corridor inside. "C'mon."

A cold shiver run along my spine. "My supervisor will fire me for my mistake. It was live...," I remind him.

Hardy lets out a giggle. "No fucking way. Won't let this to happen, and I believe Riz won't let, too."

Eventually I smirk at Tom and get inside the building, holding my head up high. Having him on my side means the world to me.

We both get into to studio again, Tom sits in the comfy armchair next to Riz, who sends me a brief smile and I take my place as well. Then I look at the camera and give a nod to our operator. "Let's get the job done," I say.

This was...

HOT

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PRIMAL DESIRE THAT LIVES WITHIN • Wolverine / Logan x Reader smut

A/N: I participated in @thepaperpanda writing challenge with prompt number 11.

Warnings: smut, daddy link, dirty talking

Words: 1360

Summary: you’re Logan’s partner and you two share some intimate time together.

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The Choice || Arthur Morgan x Reader x Dutch Van Der Linde smut

Summary: Reader's member of Van Der Linde gang. She has feelings for both Arthur and Dutch. Whom she's gonna pick?

Warnings: smut, threesome

Words: 2964

Requested: Yes

Authors: Cass & Rouge

It was middle of the night and party in the camp was still going, everyone who still was up, was happy and drunk. Only a few people left to go and rest, Javier was playing songs on his guitar still.

You were the one that was still up, you stood near the fire with a bottle in your hand, singing songs with others.

It was till Dutch approached you. "Miss Y/L/N? Would you like to dance with me?" He asked offering you his hand.

You nodded slightly and tried to set the bottle on the ground but you almost lost balance, thanks to Dutch you didn't fall on the ground. You giggled nervously and wrapped arms around his neck. "Saved me, again, hahaha, you're amazing, Dutchy."

Dutch laughed softly and wrapped his arm around your waist while the other took your little hand into his big one. "Miss, I just try to do my best to protect my people." Dutch hummed as he started to lead the dance. "And I need to say, it would be a shame to lose such a charming lady as you, miss."

You giggled and put your head to his best covered with checkered shirt. You hummed something lazily and inhaled his strong scent. Your hands moved lower and rested at his hips.

"Dear miss, I think you had one bottle too much," Dutch chuckled, looking down at you. "I think you should go and rest." He said lowly and gently petted your hair.

"I can take her there." It was Arthur, he smiled at both of you. "Miss?" He offered you his hand.

You happily turned around and slipped out of Dutch's arms. You grabbed Arthur's hand and nuzzled to him instantly. "Lead me anywhere, I go with ya, fella."

"Well, I feel betrayed and this is not a pleasant feeling." Dutch laughed as Arthur picked you up.

"Okay, miss. I think you really have enough fun for today, lady." Arthur said carrying you to your little tent.

You woke up in the middle of the day, dizziness vanished and you felt way better. "No more alcohol, ever," you whispered to yourself as you got up and improved your clothes, then rushed out of tent. You walked in the direction of Dutch's tent. You had to apologize for your silly behaviour.

Dutch wasn't at his tent alone, he was with Arthur talking about yet another big idea. They both looked at you as soon as they saw you coming closer.

Arthur tipped his hat, greeting you. "Miss." He nodded.

"My dear, how's your head? We started to get worried you ain't gonna get up today. I think that little miss Y/L/N here drank more alcohol than her body could has handled." Dutch said, looking up at you.

You bowed head a little and stepped in tugging on hems of your dress. "I want to apologize for my awful behaviour, it's not how lady shall behave," you said. "I might by illy still but now I'll go back to my duties," you whispered hesitantly.

Arthur laughed. "Don't be sorry, miss! I guess you have never seen drunk Karen. She is worst than you and is mostly drunk during days but she is a good lady. I just hope you won't start to be like Swanson 'cuz I don't look forward to chasing you and then saving you from the train." Arthur muttered, lighting up his cigarette.

"Don't be stupid, boy. Miss Y/L/N here is nothing like Karen on Swanson." Dutch said to Arthur and then turned back to you. "You, my dear can stay out today and simply rest, recover from your night full of fun. I will talk with Miss Grimshaw to not bother you today."

"But sir...," you whispered. "I want to be useful. And besides, thank you both of you, for saving me last night," you giggled softly observing both men. Dutch was definitely type of a leader, while Arthur was a good man with great ability to getting into troubles. "I mean, you both are wonderful men..," you added and blushed, not knowing if you should go back or stay.

"My dear, you are useful most of the time," Dutch said.

"I always see you runnin' around like a crazy rabbit." Arthur joked, looking at you. "Always goin' somewhere or doing somethin'."

Dutch shook his head. "Miss Y/L/N, is everything okay? You look like something is bothering you."

"No, sir.. I mean.. I like you, and I like Mr. Morgan..," you stated. "And I am sorry I didn't get a proper attention to any of you yesterday but I couldn't decide... To which one..."

Arthur raised an eyebrow as he threw away finished cigarette. "You like me? You must be out of your God damn mind, girl." He muttered.

Dutch rolled his eyes and smiled at you. He gently grabbed your hand and pulled you on his lap. "Oh, is that so? That explains why you were so cuddly yesterday, dear."

"I'm always cuddly...," you whispered and blinked when he pulled you onto his lap. You also gave a quick glance to Arthur. "Stop it, sir. You're an amazing fella."

"I can see that, Y/N," Dutch whispered, wrapping his arm around your waist to be sure you're not gonna run away. "So you say that you like both of us and you can't decide which one you shall choose?" He asked as his hand lazily stroked your belly.

You nodded and sucked your lower lip in. "Yes. Exactly. I usually try to make a mash on... You... And Mr. Morgan... You both are cute... And I feel all alone..," you were whispering as you stroked Dutch's cheek briefly.

Dutch smiled and gently bounced you on his knee. "Well? What do you say to that, Arthur? We have our little charmin' miss Y/L/N here and she says she fancies us both."

Arthur crouched and looked at you, his hand gently cupped your cheek. His thumb stroked it. "Well, if she can't decide? Maybe we could share?" He said with a smile.

You couldn't describe what kind of sensation Arthur's words have created in your lower stomach. You nuzzled to his hand, being touch-starving. "Yes, please...," you almost whimpered wrapping one arm around Dutch's neck.

"Look at that, boy, she enjoys the idea of us both taking her. I am not surprised if I can be honest." Dutch said before grabbing your chin and pulling you into a kiss. "How about taking her inside, boy?" Dutch asked and Arthur only nodded. Dutch got up with you in his arms and walked inside his tent holding you close.

He set you down and Arthur joined you soon after making sure the tent is closed for the privacy.

"Look at yourself, miss." Arthur purred and kissed you.

You kissed him deeply, slowly slipping our tongue into his mouth and messing with his hair as your fingers tangled with his locks. You broke the kiss and looked at Dutch, your heart was beating fast and hard in your chest like a small animal that tried to escape from your chest.

Dutch looked at you and smiled. "Oh, don't mind me, just do your thing." He hummed taking off his hat and vest.

Arthur did the same.

Dutch walked behind you and gently kissed your nape. "Just go on, son." Arthur chuckled and pulled you back into the kiss, Dutch meanwhile started to play with your long dress before pulling it up enough to slip his hand between your legs. He pulled your panties aside and began to play with your clit.

"Son?," you asked lazily between kisses. You let out a long moan when you felt Dutch's hand slipping between your thighs. You wrapped arms around Arthur's neck and kissed him deeply as you knelt between two of them. One of your hands slipped down, right onto his crotch where you pressed your palm.

Dutch looked at you. "And what about me, darling?" He asked and looked at Arthur.

Arthur let out a heavy breath. "Let's give her something to do. If the lady wants to be useful... Who are we  to stop her." He smiled and dropped his belt, then started to open his pants.

"I need to agree," Dutch said and followed Arthur.

You turned your head and pulled Dutch in messy kiss. You slipped hand in his opened pants and pulled his soft cock out. You turned yourself so you were standing between two men, having Arthur on your left and Dutch on your right. With other hand you grabbed Arthur's cock as well, you pumped both hands.

"Fuck." Arthur growled and started to kiss your shoulder as his hand traveled to your front to play with one of your breasts as he bucked his hips into your hand.

Dutch's hand moved to the back of your dress to remove it. "You won't need this, darlin'. Trust me."

You stroked their cocks humming softly. You let go of Arthur's so you helped Dutch take your dress off. You were wearing only panties and you blushed slightly. You kissed Dutch's cheek and leant down a bit to lick his cock, from base to top, meantime jerking on Arthur's already hard dick.

Dutch looked at you and then at Arthur. "Ain't she a stunning little thing, Arthur?" He asked.

"She sure is, Dutch," Arthur said as his hand moved into your hair. He let out a loud growl, enjoying the feeling of your hand on him.

You slipped Dutch in your mouth, bobbing head hardly, sucking at the same time.

Soon, you pulled him out and did same thing to Arthur.

Dutch pet your head and hummed happily. "That's nice and all, my dear, but I don't think you wanna the fun to be over so soon." He said and pulled you up.

Dutch took you to his cot, he lied you down and kneeled between your legs. "Well, let's take care of our poor little miss, Y/N." He purred and removed your panties, tossing them aside as Arthur stood besides the cot.

You reached one hand back to stroke Arthur's shaft while your other hand moved into Dutch's hair. "Look what you do to me, boys," you whimpered quietly.

"You better look at what you are doing to us, darlin'." Arthur purred. "Such a good girl."

Arthur smiled at you as Dutch's mouth attacked your clit. Two of his big fingers soon slipped inside of you.

You were moaning like crazy, rocking your hips. You were already wet and your juices started to pour down your thighs. Meantime, your hand jerked hardly onto Arthur. "I wanna suck your dick, sir," you asked, rolling head back at the feel of Dutch's mouth on your clit.

"So open up." Arthur purred and pushed his cock into your wet, warm mouth. "Fucking shit... So good." He hummed and moved his hand into your hair to control the movements.

Dutch looked up and started to suck on your clit harshly. He started to push his fingers even deeper, you could feel the cold metal of his rings on your pussy lips.

You tried to bob you head for Arthur as much as it was possible. Your free hand traveled to his base when you jerked, then cupped his balls and you squeezed them gently between your fingers. Meantime your other hand started to rub you own clit as Dutch was eating you out. The sensation was unbearable for you. You pulled Arthur's cock out only to spit on its tip and suck on it hardy second later.

"Fucking shit, woman. Look at you, always so quiet and gently, and now? Sucking cock like a real whore." Arthur smiled as he forced his cock deep into your throat.

Dutch sat up and looked at you gently stroking your belly. "Maybe our Lady would like to take a real cock in, huh?" He asked, playing with your clit.

You slipped Arthur's dick out of your mouth and licked your lips from his precum. "Fuck me, Dutch," you said firmly parting your legs wider.

Dutch smiled. "With pleasure my dear." He grabbed your legs and pulled you closer. Dutch quickly pushed into you, he wrapped arms around your waist and pulled you up.

Arthur slowly walked away and sat down on the chair to watch the show.

You tried to buck your hips fiercely for more friction, you didn't pay attention to fact that pain was so sharp though Dutch's cock was thick as hard like a rock. You wrapped arms around his neck and rock hips back and forth, moaning his name and looking at Arthur.

"Look at yourself, taking my cock so damn well." Dutch growled kissing your cheek and moving his kisses lower to your neck. He started to bite and suck on your skin as he picked up his pace.

Arthur winked at you and watched this little show, stroking his shaft with one hand. Other one was grabbing his balls.

You used your all strengths to roll on top of Dutch, you picked pace up, moving hips back and forth quickly. Your pussy was taking entire of his shaft and it felt so good. You traced your fingers along Dutch's lips. "Lick 'em," you sounded too harshly but you didn't care.

Dutch smiled at your sudden change of persona. First shy and gentle lady and now you were giving orders to HIM, but he followed your order s anyway. Man wrapped lips around your finger and started to suck them.

You pulled fingers out of his mouth and leaned to kiss him, using your tongue to penetrate his mouth. You used fingers slick from his saliva to run over your clitoris.

Dutch smiled and moved his hand between your bodies. He played with your clit a little before two of his thick fingers slipped into you alongside his shaft.

You rolled head back and whimpered loudly. "I wanna Arthur too, look at him, he's left out here, all alone...," you whimpered. "Fuck, so good! So fucking good, oh God!"

Dutch grabbed your tights and squeezed them hard enough to leave marks. "Oh, you will get him, don't ya worry about this boy. Just look at him."

Arthur just gave you a smile, his hard cock was resting against his stomach.

"If you cum like a good whore then I am sure he will gladly take care of you." Dutch whispered into your ear.

Cold shiver ran along your spine. You arched your back rocking hips in unbearable pace, Dutch's cock slipping deeply in only to slip almost fully out. You bended down and sucked onto his lips, then reached hand back to squeeze his wrinkled balls.

Dutch's fingers still moved inside you alongside his cock. He let out a loud moan as he emptied himself inside of you.

You then simply got up removing his cock from your pussy, you rubbed your clit letting your mixed cum ran down your curvy thighs as you looked at Arthur.

Arthur walked to you and wrapped his arm around your waist. "You okay? You can do this again?" He asked softly.

Dutch took Arthur's previous spot.

"Yeah. I just need your beautiful cock in me," after these words you stroked his shaft hardly.

He chuckled and shook his head. "Wrap your arms around my neck," Arthur said.

You obeyed and kissed him deeply.

Arthur kissed you back and picked you up with no problem. He slowly slipped into you. "Just let me know if this will be too much for ya." He purred softly.

You nuzzled to him. "Just fuck me. I need to be fucked nicely. You already feel amazing inside of my tight cunt," you nibbled on his nape.

Arthur held your hips and started to fuck you hard and deep. "You feel so good around me, Y/N. I couldn't wait till my turn." He growled.

"Me too," you whispered into his ear. "I love both of you, like father like son, ough, fuck me, Arthur!," you rolled head back and scratched his back. Your inner walls started to clench around his hard member.

Arthur happily obligated your wish and started to pound into you harder. "Who is a good girl? Letting us both to use her pussy like a whore." He growled into your ear.

"Me! Me, Arthur!," you rolled head back again and slipped hand between your bodies to rub your clitoris and to stroke his cock anytime he was backing from your pussy. "I'm gonna cum..."

"Good. Come on girl, cum girl. Cum around my cock." He huffed out and started to fuck you even harder.

You held onto his shoulders and let out a loud scream mixed with moan. Your pussy clenched tightly around his cock, preventing him from pulling out.

Arthur let out a grunt as he cum deep inside of you. "Fucking... Shit... Woman." He breathed out and looked at you.

When he put you down, you waved a hand to invite Dutch closer. You kissed them both, giving his cocks long strokes. "Thank you, boys, it was an unbelievable pleasure to me," you said looking around for your dress.

"I hope you realize it's not one-time thing, miss," Dutch said looking at you.

"I hope it ain't." Arthur muttered to himself.

"If you both will deserve this," you chuckled putting dress on. "For now, I will leave my panties here. So I'll have a thing to come back for," you winked at them and sent them kisses, then left.

"That woman will be the death of us." Arthur muttered.

"For sure she will... But now, boy. Time to talk about the train robbery we have planned. I have a great plan for what we're gonna do with the money!" Dutch said grabbing his pants.

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The Hidden Purpose || Armitage Hux x Reader

Summary: You're member of Resistance that was caught and transported to First Order's ship. You're interrogated by General Hux himself but he isn't able to break you. At first opportunity you run away but are caught once again and this time Hux does whatever he can to assure you he's a good man and wants nothing but your freedom. Unfortunately, you believe him, which results in a rough sex in his chamber few days later. Little do you know that he has a plan for you, not necessarily with a happy ending.

Warnings: Physical abuse, smut, death

Words: 3768

Request by: @huxshoe

Authors: Cass & Rouge

Hux was happy like never before, not everyday he was able to put hand on the mind of resistance.

Interrogation didn't go well, you were stubborn but oh, how delighted he was seeing your facade crumbling more and more with every electrical shock the interrogation chair was sending through your body. Hux knew you will break, everyone did at some point, and you weren't any different than all previous unbreakable people he welcomed in this chair.

 The most unexpected thing came when he got a message about your failed attempt of escaping the ship in one of the fighters.

 Armitage had to admit you were really brave and very stupid at the same time.

After receiving the message about you being captured once again, he ordered the troopers to bring you to an empty cell.

It was time for you to learn that disobeying First Order and him was a bad idea.

A cold floor of the cell wasn't the only inconvenience you've experienced lately.

 Sitting on the polished flooring with your back pressed to equally cold wall wasn't something you were dreaming about, yet you were thankful to the Force to be still alive, with your rebellious heart beating hardly within your chest.

 General Hux walked into the cell in the company of two troopers.

He was dressed as always, black uniform, heavy boots and a black coat dropped over his shoulders.

"So? Was it worth it? Running away again, you didn't get too far anyway," Hux said almost giggling but he did his best to keep the tone of his voice serious and cold like it used to be always.

 You threw him a cold glance without replying to his words, you found it pointless to even talk to the man who was simply responsible for death of many innocent people.

 He walked to you and grabbed your chin to make you look at him.

"Oh? This time nothing to say? That's odd, all of you always have mouth full of rebel shit to spread around."

Hux took a good look on you.

"Such a shame. Pretty face, pretty body and it's going to waste so easily," Armitage muttered.

 "Fuck off, bastard," you hissed and grabbed his hand to pull it off your chin. "Don't touch me or I'll snap your fucking neck, traitor," hissing you crawled away.

 Your leg was injured and it was hard for you to stay nor move.

 Armitage looked at you and shook his head, then he moved glance at the troopers.

"Bring me a med kit. I will need it," Hux ordered and stormtroopers immediately followed his words.

 Few minutes have passed and one of soldiers returned with med kit. Armitage took it and sent soldier away.

"Anyway, I bet it must be really uncomfortable with this big gash on your leg, love."

 You frowned hearing him calling you love.

"Who do you think you are?," Growling, you got up slowly and supported yourself against the wall. "Stop talking to me, you ginger scum."

 Armitage saw your internal struggle to keep yourself on your feets.

"Well, I am a general. That's who I am, love," he explained walking closer to you. "Come on, sit down now and no need to be rude. Be respectful, get the respect," Hux shrugged.

 When he somehow got you to sit down and show him your leg without kicking him right in the face, he felt disgusted.

It's not that he was scared of blood or something, he couldn't believe that it was your blood. Him, the general of First Order, playing a fucking doctor with a rebel scum only to get some informations which taking your rank won't be too useful.

Thanks to the force for the gloves, he thought to himself.

 "You see, I guess I am not that bad. I help enemy in need," Hux joked dryly before pressing a cotton pad dipped in the antiseptic to your wound.

 Despite angst you felt in your soul and despite the disgust you felt towards this man, you let him treat your wound.

"Why the hell are you doing this? Wouldn't it be easier to kill me?," You asked rapidly.

 He looked at you and raised his eyebrow. Oh, how much he wanted to wrap both of his hands around your throat and squeeze the life out of you.

 "Well, as you see, it's not easier, love. If it would, I wouldn't be stopping myself from taking your life away," Hux explained and gave you a cold, clearly fake smile.

 Despite the lack of knowledge when it comes to wounds, he was a general, not a fucking nurse after all, Armitage did a neat job with taking care of your wound.

"So? I think I did a nice job, huh?"

 You looked at him and moved glance to your wound. Indeed, he treated it pretty well.

"Not bad as for the general," you shrugged and checked if the bandage was wrapped not too tightly so the blood could easily circulates in your leg. "What you want me to do in return? Come on, we both know you didn't do this without a reason, I'm not an idiot," informing him, you looked into his green eyes.

 Hux chuckled and shook his head.

"Am I really that bad? How come when I tell you I did all of this just because you are beautiful, young woman and I couldn't look at the suffering you put yourself trough?"

 You couldn't believe what you heard. Tilting your head aside a little, you blinked few times.

"I don't know what kind of shit they're giving you and your people but you sound delusional," you snorted. "Since when one of the most important members of the First Order compliments some rebel scum, huh, general Hux?"

 "I don't know what your beloved princess taught you but for sure this weren't good manners, love. Such a pretty face but such a dirty mouth," Hux rolled his eyes. "I do this since that rebel scum has a very pretty face," Armitage answered.

 Not being sure how to behave, you simply smiled his words away.

"If you're being so kind and sweet on me, let's make a deal. You'll let me go and I won't tell anyone that you got soft around me."

 General simply laughed.

"You are a cute one but I am not afraid of such a rumors," he said with a shrug.

"Too many of female and male part of First Order tried to use them. Soon people stopped believe, love," Armitage shrugged off the coat and put it around your shoulders. He knew the cells were mostly cold so prisoners could be hold in them for a longer time and looking at your half-torn clothes he knew you were cold in there.

 In first moment you wanted to throw the coat off your shoulders but as soon as you felt a nice warmth of it, you accepted it. Apparently the coat was still warm from his warmth.

"Thanks," you mumbled quietly and wrapped flaps of the clothing around your figure. "Answer me, am I going to die here?"

 "Well. Without protection for sure," he hummed without much of thinking, Armitage looked at you.

 He had to admit you were a pretty one. Almost as pretty as the girls he often ordered to his room but this didn't matter.

 "But you are lucky today, love. You can be under my protection and be completely free from any side of conflict," general said.

 You frowned at his words yet got interested in the opportunity of being freed soon.

"Tell me more," you asked simply and inhaled the strong scent of his fragrance from the coat. He was using a nice cologne, you had to admit.

 Ginger general smiled to himself mentally. You caught the bait, his little trick was working. Women were easy after all.

 Hux smiled at you.

"You know my rank is high, love. I know many people, even the ones that live outside the war hell," he dared to get closer to you and gently cup your cheek, his thumb moved across the soft skin.

"I can easily find a shelter for you, love. Everything to make you safe."

 "What in return?," You asked openly.

 It would be too simple to trick First Order with a help of their general. Entire thing stank but you were helpless and willing to hear him out.

 Hux shrugged, opening his arms.

"Nothing, love. Some love and affection that everyone needs. Do I like it or not I fell for you."

Armitage cringed inside, love wasn't the feeling he wanted or needed. He hated the whole situation taking fact to whom he was speaking. General confessing to a rebel, what a joke.

 You slowly cocked brows.

"No way," you told him and got up to get into his level. "No fucking way," you repeated and slowly went to door, supporting yourself against the wall. You pounded them few times and tried to open them but you didn't succeed. "Open this fucking door."

 Armitage walked to the door and punched in the code. The door slid open and man bowed his head.

"Here you go, Y/N. No need to be rude."

 This got you off the guard.

You looked at the empty corridor, then back at him. The freedom was ahead, you only had to reach your hand out...

 Instead of getting out of the chamber, you took step back and shivered all over your body.

 In the back of your head you saw yourself trying to run away with that injured leg and being shot with a blaster at nearest corner. It was too risky in your state. You weren't ready and it was more than sure you wouldn't make it through their base. Not alone. But with him... With him it might work.

 "Okay," you swallowed hardly and looked at him. "I agree."

 Armitage simply offered you his hand.

"Come on, don't shiver."

 General took you to his quarter.

The room was really nice, big and filled with needed stuff. Nice desk, big bed, small coffee table, couch and many other things.

"I hope you will like it here."

 Hux couldn't believe himself, what he had to do for the First Order. To let scum into his own room was a huge commitment from his side and he never knew he was capable to do something like this.

 Armitage giggled, he couldn't believe in your words.

"I am the general. I know what you think about us but like you see, First Order takes a good care of people working for them."

 Armitage took your hand and placed a kiss on your palm, much to his disgust.

"And I can take care of you.”

 You didn't reply and deep inside you were screaming. Disgust almost made you vomit but you pretended to cough a little.

 It was warm enough in the chamber so you took the coat off and handed it back to its owner.

"Thanks."

 Hux nodded and took the coat to hide it into the wardrobe.

"Kitten's name is Millicent," he added quickly.

 You walked to his bed and knelt down, you started stroking cat's ear what caused a symphony of purring.

 "Am I still a monster?," Hux asked.

He was getting tired of his whole play, he needed information now. Few more minutes and he will probably shoot you himself.

 "So. What exactly do you need?," You asked still petting his cat. "You took me out of the cell so I owe you something."

 Millicent laid herself on the back, exposing her belly to you in a hope to get some rubs yet you got up and walked to back to general.

 Hux shrugged.

"As I said, all I need is some love and affection."

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 It took Hux whole painful and annoying week to make you see a good man in him. There was so many times that he wanted to shoot or simply stab you and watch you bleed out but he controlled himself.

 Although the information you held might be useless, there still was a tiny shadow of hope that you knew more, after all you have been often seen around Leia or other important figure.

 Finally one day, he had you sitting on his desk.

Face all red, breath heavy and eyes clouded with arousal.

 Armitage was proud of himself.

He was always taught he was nothing, that he was useless and now here he was, with woman he seduced completely by his own.

 With legs parted by his hips, you were playing with buttons of his black, satin shirt.

"I can't believe what I'm doing," you told him as you unbuttoned two last buttons and opened his shirt, revealing the pale skin of his.

 Hux smiled at you and easily unbuttoned your white shirt he provided by himself as gift to soften you.

"If I can be fully honest, I am happy you finally accepted my feeling, love," Hux purred grabbing your hand. "You're the one that will shed the clothes. I have meeting in half an hour and I don't want to look improperly," Armitage announced before kissing you deeply, his tongue was pushed into your mouth as his hands worked on taking your shirt off.

 You helped him with your shirt and soon dropped it to the floor, revealing your half-naked body to the ginger general. Looking up at him you slipped off the counter of his desk to strip off your pants as well.

 Hux stepped back and watched happily.

He imagined you as one of the working girls, there was no other way for him to accept you - the rebel scum getting that close to him, the general.

 "Very nice," Armitage purred as he looked at your completely naked form right in front of him.

He grabbed your sides and surprisingly easily sat you back on the desk. "You won't regret it, love."

 Soon Hux was opened a fly in his pants and freed his cock.

To his own surprise the probably idiotic idea of imagining you as whore helped him get hard.

 You parted your legs for him and took a hold onto his stiffened length to give it few long strokes, clenching palm from time to time.

 You felt disgust towards yourself. Being so close to the most important figure in First Order, in such a situation. You felt dirty, like a real whore whom you partly became only to get your freedom back.

 Armitage smiled and kissed you deeply removing your hand from his memeber.

He slowly guided himself inside you, making sure to be really gentle.

 You laid your back on the desk and wrapped legs around his hips.

It's been a longer while since you were having sex for the very last time and you felt like it would be the first time for you, you walls were clenched so tightly that Hux had to work a little before slipping his shaft fully in.

 Hux didn't had time for this, pulling out he spat on his hand and pumped his cock to make his shaft slick. Then, he pushed right back in, without even trying to be gentle this time.

 You let out a quiet whimper and rubbed your clit few times, just to make yourself slick.

"Hux!," You whimpered and looked up at his dignified figure.

 "What is it, love?," He asked, hovering over you, his hips moved like a pistons. Armitage was pushing deep inside you with every thrust.

 Moaning loudly you let him taking you as much as he wanted. In the way he wanted.

His cock was slamming in and out of your tight pussy, making you vulnerable at his every touch.

 "Look at you, such a good girl. You will be mine now," he purred bending down to kiss your neck and then moved lower to your breasts.

 You were moaning through clenched teeth, your arms wrapped around his neck as you kissed his temples, rolling hips to meet each of his thrusts.

 Hux's lips wrapped around your nipple, sucking and biting the sensitive flesh.

Somehow he was able to pick up his pace.

His hand cupped your cheek.

"Are you a good girl, love?," General asked with a soft, quiet purr in his voice.

 You nodded taking a hold onto his hand like it would be the only thing on which your life depended.

"I am!"

Oh, how happy he was to see your reaction. After all his efforts was worth something.

Hux focused on hitting that one particular sweet spot to force the answer out of you.

"So, will you tell me where the rest of resistance is, love?," Ginger man gasped.

"Planet of Crait!," You screamed and wrapped legs tighter around his hips to deepen his moves.

Hux's cock was sliding easily in your pussy, sending a huge waves of pleasure to every nerve of your body, in the result of this you weren't able to control yourself any longer.

"How many of you?," He asked simply pushing harder in your pussy, your walls were clenching nicely around his shaft, hugging it tightly.

"I... Don't... Fuck! I don't know!"

He smiled giving you few harder thrusts, his hands moved between your bodies to aggressively rub your clit.

"What is your princess planning?"

"She wants.... Ah!," You couldn't focus when he was teasing your spot with the tip of his throbbing cock. "She wants to reunite with rest of Republic but till now no one responded to her call!"

That was it.

This was all he needed, finally he could quit this game.

Armitage pulled his dick away and grabbed your hair tightly, tugging on them to throw you off the table to the floor.

"Finally!," He growled and kicked you right in the stomach with his combat boot while shifting his cock back into pants and improving them.

Hux laughed maniacally and rubbed his hands together.

You gasped at the sudden emptiness but as soon as he threw you off the desk and you hit your back against the marble floor, you let out a loud, short scream and rolled into a ball.

Hux smiled and kicked you few more times just for simple fun. After that he ordered Phasma to pay him a visit.

After few minutes Captain walked into the room.

"General," woman said and looked at you. "I see the plan worked. Where are we heading?"

Armitage looked at your hopeless body on the floor.

"Planet of Crait. There shouldn't be much of them, poor Princess got no answer for her useless cry for help," he explained and Phasma nodded.

"I will prepare the troops, shall I send someone here as well?,"" Woman asked.

"Yes. I can't look at her anymore. And make sure to send in troops that really can shoot. I don't want them to miss," Hux ordered.

After Phasma left he walked up to you and pulled your hair once again forcing you to look at him.

”Look at yourself, poor, tiny rebel and where is your wonderful princess now? I used you and got what I wanted, just like I always do, and you? Beaten up and used, left to die by people who claimed to fight for the good side," he chuckled darkly. "No one came, no one cared. This is how good your people and princess are."

You shivered hardly when tears rolled down your cheeks.

Deep inside you were reconciled with the fact they'll kill you one day. But you happened to trust that guy. He claimed to help you and it was all a lie.

Naked, beaten, you looked into his eyes, trying to keep your facade unshaken.

"Please, don't!," You screamed grabbing him by sleeve.

He pushed you away and kicked you again, harder than before.

"And why shall I not, huh, rebel scum?"

"Please, don't do this! You ain't like them, I see this!," You cried and wiped your lips from blood after his kick.

Hux's face softened, he walked to you and really gently helped you to get up back on your feet.

He cradled you in his arms and kissed your cheek, moving closer to your ear.

"You are right, love. I am not like them," you could feel him smiling against your ear. "I am worse."

Just in the same moment two soldiers walked inside the room. They looked confused.

"Ah! Here are our guests, love. Come on be a good girl!," Ginger general frowned, forcing you to kneel. "Any last word, sweetheart?"

You sobbed loudly, it was pointless to control any of your emotions.

Your knees hurt of kneeling on the polished, cold floor, the injured leg was hurting the most.

You raised your head and looked at the ginger man.

"Yes, actually," you snapped and when tear rolled down your cheek, you gasped. "I have the last thing to add."

"Spit it out, woman," Hux ordered looking at you.

You smiled at him like you'd be overwhelmed by pure bliss.

"You cannot be sure if I said the truth."

Hux wasn't going to fall for such a play.

"Very well, I will send your body on the planet you told me about. Your friends will neither receive it and bury your with honours or your corps will rote on the forsaken planet, not like I'd care. You've chosen your grave. Fire," Hux yelled.

Soon the floor was painted red.

Hux stood there, not moving by the whole execution. It wasn't first nor last time he was witnessing something like this.

"You idiots! I got blood on my new shoes!," He growled at troopers and sighed deeply, rubbing bridge of his nose. "Just send someone to take her away. Make sure the corps will be sent on her planet and get someone to fucking clean this mess."

Millicent jumped off the bed she was napping at and walked to Hux. She rubbed her side against his combat boot and ran happily towards your dead body. She licked your pale cheek and laid next to your head, purring.

Hux looked at you, he kinda felt bad for you.

You were a really young woman, maybe in your early twenties and yet you ended up like this, just because you wanted to do something you thought was good for people that didn't care.

Even if Armitage felt guilt building up deep in his guts, he had to shake it off.

This was a war and there were only two sides: winners and losers.

First Order was going to be a winner at all costs and he had to make sure of it.

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