[It's a familiar brusqueness. The bitter bite of Hux's demanding voice as he snaps in eager agitation. Even Ren, attempting to temper his own feral inconsistencies, is glad for the dip backwards into their typical routine: the chance to play antagonist, catalyst, rather than a patient participant. His teeth sink into the muscle of Hux's throat, scraping as his palms slide across those smooth, pale hips, petting him with a rolling pressure. Basking in the flow of shared heat.]
You should have taken these off first.
[Chastisement, parried banter - Ren being Ren. Hard to say which it truly is, but it also hardly matters. His fingers slow, fisting in soft fabric at the seamline where it runs thickest. One breath later, he's shredded it as neatly as paper, exposing the entirety of Hux's right side from the hip to just above his knee. If the General is in such a hurry, he wont mind; if he does he can make a mental note to keep his clothing away from Snoke's apprentice in the near future.]
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Date: 2016-03-28 06:49 am (UTC)You should have taken these off first.
[Chastisement, parried banter - Ren being Ren. Hard to say which it truly is, but it also hardly matters. His fingers slow, fisting in soft fabric at the seamline where it runs thickest. One breath later, he's shredded it as neatly as paper, exposing the entirety of Hux's right side from the hip to just above his knee. If the General is in such a hurry, he wont mind; if he does he can make a mental note to keep his clothing away from Snoke's apprentice in the near future.]