Despite the impenetrable darkness in the room, Hux had no problem finding his way to his bed. His sleeping quarters on the Starkiller Base were perfectly identical to those on the Finalizer. The layout and size of the furniture, the location of the closet and his private washroom, even the constant chill in the rooms temperature was carried throughout both living spaces.

He could have turned on one of the dim lights as opposed to sitting in pure darkness. When he was first given his quarters, after being promoted to general, the lights would turn on automatically when he entered the room. But after the long hours and endless headaches that came with his new title, he rewired his room so it would no longer do that. He grew fond of the soothing abyss that his room had become. It was one of the few calming pleasures in his never ending battles against the Resistance and the New Republic.

As he laid back on his bed, his oversized jacket slowly drifted away from his shoulders until it fell off completely. He sighed and closed his eyes. After taking a few deep breaths he reaching over to his nightstand. Just an arm's reach away sat a small silver box and a black and silver pyramid of similar stature. These two trinkets were the only things he took with him during his travels and he kept the reason as to why he traveled with such trivial ornaments to himself.

The moment his fingers touched the silver box, the lid slid open and he took out two white pills. When he returned it to its rightful place on the nightstand, the box closed itself shut. He dropped the two pills in his mouth and chomped down on them before swallowing. He sat there for a few minutes longer as the pills began to take effect. The wonders of medicine that he had access to. Before his promotion he would have to wait days to get prescribed such fast acting medicine. Now, he can get it whenever he runs out.

After a few more moments his migraine had become just a vexing hum as opposed to a constant pounding that it was. He rose from the bed and began to strip each layer of clothing from his slender frame. He made his way to the closet and carefully hung each article by order of layer, starting with the undermost ones and working up to his jacket.

Once his clothes were in order he made his way to the bathroom. He waved his hand in front of the sensor and closed his eyes to brace for the light. After counting to ten he opened them slowly so they could adjust properly. If he could, he would even take showers in the dark, but sadly he needed to see what he was doing for that task.

The water was nearly as cold as the snowy planet, but that didn't bother him. Growing up on Arkanis, he quickly acclimated to the wet and cold due to its constant rain. And unlike most kids in the academy who were overjoyed on the rare days of sunshine, they only made him more surely.

He ran his fingers through his short ginger hair and his body finally started to relax. His muscles loosened and his shoulders that were perfectly squared began to slump. His head leaned forward and he rested is against the white wall. The soft drumming of the water continued to wash away the rest of the rage he held on to from the day's events.

He could barely hear the hiss of his front door opening over the water so he thought that he had imagined it. But then light in the main room flickered on and he knew he had not misheard. The stomping of feet could easily be heard over the falling droplets, but he didn't stray from his position. Not even the single skull crushing thump that resonated through the entire living quarter cause him to shift positions. All it did was make him thankful that he took two pills over one because the noise that resulted from the dropped helmet was number three on his list of migraine inducers.

The footsteps were getting louder as the visitor approached the washroom and he had to keep himself from looking up this time. He could feel the other person's presence and it was colder than the water touching his skin and the snow falling outside. But that was one of the things that made him tolerable. He was a soul not so different from himself.

The firm arms of the other man slowly wrapped around his waist and a kiss that made the water feel warm was placed on the right side of Hux's neck.

"No one saw you." Hux stated coolly to the knight. He hated asking questions, especially when it came to the warrior. Questions like that showed a sign of weakness. Even though he was a normal human compared to this man, he was anything but weak.

"You know no one does." His deep voice whispered into Hux's ear before playfully nipping it.

"Ren." Hux snapped. He used the knights surname like he does when they are arguing around the base as opposed to the more intimate Kylo when they are alone. He rose to his highest position, and broke free of the slightly taller man's grasp. He whirled around in the shower which resulted in water falling into his eyes. He lunged an arm forward and had the knight trapped.

"You know what will happen if anyone else, especially the Supreme Leader, were to discover what is between us. All our plans-"

"Must you always bring this up?" Ren questioned. "We have kept this from the Supreme Leader for over ten years. And if anyone learns of us, they will be dealt with."

"We were children then. Naive." Hux spat, but all that Ren said was true. They meet as teenagers. Both were ambitious. Friendless. Scraped their ways to the top. They had their futures planned out. Ren wanted to surpass his grandfather. Finish what he could not. Be the strongest and most feared Sith in the Galaxy. Where Hux, he dreamed of a world where everyone in the galaxy bended to his will. He wanted to be the Supreme Leader. Destroy the Republic, their rebel friends, and anyone else who got in his way. Their dreams crossed paths. And those childhood aspirations mark the beginning of their unlikely alliance.

"And I have more power now than I ever had before." Ren said darkly. His umber eyes pierced the steely blue ones and he could feel the power bubbling in him. That with just his voice he could control Hux. He could tell him to put his hand down and kiss him and he would. But Ren never used his powers on Hux, outside of the bedroom that is. When they were having a heated moment between the sheets, his abilities were a very fair game. But outsides of that, any force powers on Hux were unthinkable.

Maybe that was the light in him. The part of him that was weak like his father. Hux was far too valuable and he could never force himself to harm him purposely.

But most of Ren's irritation arose from the fact that the night was supposed to be their time. They were not Kylo Ren and General Hux, two of the most powerful men in the First Order, outside of Supreme Leader Snoke that is. Instead, they were simply Kylo and Hux two men who could only get through the days because of moments like these and focusing on making their ambitious dreams a reality.

"As do I." Hux said haughtily.

This outburst was over. The rage calmed. It was so easy for them to do it behind closed doors. Their constant arguments when in the public eye were tiring, but needed. Not only did it keep up their professional appearance, but it was the only time they were seriously allowed to argue and disagree with one another. Every venomous thought and impulse they had was allowed to be shared during those times. But once their shifts were over. Once it was time to go to their living quarters for mandatory rest hours, all their disagreements were no more. Well, most of the time they were over. There were several occasions where their stubbornness got the better of them. But tonight was not one of those nights.

They were eying each other now. Fully remembering that they were in a shower together. They had nine short hours until their mandatory rest time was over and their were going to take full advantage of it. The moments their lips touched their tongues began a clash that their argumentative words could never compete with.

Despite the temperature of the water, both of their bodies heated up to the point where they felt like they were on the desert planet of Tatooine. Ren could care less that his long, wet hair was getting in the way, he would soak in every bit of light that Hux emitted. When they parted, Kylo took a moment to pull his hair back and smirked. He would never admit it out loud, but his devious smile that formed when he looked specifically at Hux, was the sole piece of Solo DNA he was proud to have.

His hand reached across and he stroked Hux with the tip of his fingers. With each gentle touch he could feel the man hardening and he knew such gentleness would not last much longer. "Don't tease me Kylo." Hux said huskily before pushing the knight so his back was against the wall. He turned the water off and stepped out of the shower. Kylo used just enough of a force push to move Hux through the door and land on the side of the bed that was closest to the washroom.

Kylo's blood was pumping. The desires that ran through him could no longer be contained. Hux was breathing heavily, his erection at its apex. The force that Ren used was a stimulus unlike any other he had known. He propped his body up and watched as the knight sauntered into the room. His eyes just briefly lingered on his abs before making their way to his stiff member. His tongue slithered between his lips and he licked them gently. The powerful knight towered over him and Hux went for it. He engulfed Ren fully, swirling his tongue around it before using his teeth as he sucked. When only the tip remained in his mouth, he bit, and a moan of pleasureful pain broke free from Ren.

The blood of the knight was sweet and Hux simply licked the tip, enjoying the red liquid that proved the warrior was truly no different than himself. That even though he had the powers of the force, he could still bleed. "If you continue teasing me." Ren said through longing moans. "I will punish you without mercy."

Hux took the threat as a challenge. His focus turned to the protruding vein on Kylo's member. The tip of his tongue gently following the path it formed. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a fist form alongside the loud moan. He knew he has Ren in his hands. The knight was becoming powerless.

He quickly engulfed all of Ren, but this time he grabbed his sack in the process. He squeezed tightly while he swiftly moved up and down on Ren. Kylo's moans of pleasure turned on Hux even more that the general could no longer contain himself. The pressure was becoming unbearable. So much so that he wanted to stop toying and take the knight there.

But all ecstasy was drained when three harsh knocks came from the door. Ren growled and immediately rose his hand toward the door to choke whoever was on the other side.

Hux quickly placed a hand on Ren's arm in hope to stop him from giving away the fact that they were together.

Ren's arm slowly dropped and the men stood still in silence hoping the visitor would leave on their own accord.

"Sirs, it's me." Both instantly knew the voice of the visitor. It was the only person who knew of their secret and they begrudgingly trusted her with it. Captain Phasma.

They looked at one another debating whether or not to let her in. "Whatever foolery you are partaking in can wait." She spoke after a few more moment passed.

Hux rose an eyebrow curiously, but Ren still looked annoyed that they were interrupted and he was stopped from punishing the captain. "We have received word from one of our spies. The final piece has been found."

Gritting his teeth, Ren walked around the bed and slid under the sheets so to appear somewhat decent for the captain. As much as he hated his time with Hux being interrupted, the map, the last piece to Skywalker. That was more important that Hux. And the thing was, Hux knew that was well and had no qualms with it. Fulfilling their goals should always take priority, otherwise they will never rise to power.

Hux joined Ren under the sheets and once both were properly situated he told the captain to enter. "Sirs." She repeated, completely unphased by seeing her superiors in such a state. She had seen worse when she discovered her commanders secret affair. But even then she cared nothing of it. Who is she to judge what they do in their off time.

"Report captain." Hux prompted.

"A spy stationed in Naboo overheard a conversation about a map leading to Skywalker. The rumor is that Lor San Tekka is in possession of it."

Ren's hands crumpled up the fabric the moment Phasma said the name. His eyes hardened and the rage pumping through his veins was hard to suppress. Lor San Tekka. A man he has known since childhood. Someone close not only to the New Republic, but his mother and uncle personally. He assisted his uncle in finding old Jedi lore that he was foolishly taught in turn. How could he have not guessed it himself? If anyone had the map to Skywalker it would be him.

"His current whereabouts are unknown-" Phasma continued but was quickly interrupted.

"Leave Phasma." Ren snapped coldly. The ice in his voice caused a shiver to run down Hux's spine.

"Of course sir." She said without hesitation and immediately left the room.

"Kylo?" Hux questioned. Part of him thought he should reach out to the knight. Place a hand on his clenched fist and let him know he is here for him. But very rarely did either show such tenderness in times such as these. They needed the rage. It was what fueled them. Drove them to success. Tenderness at a time like this would only make them weak.

Ren rose from the bed and started putting his clothing back on. "I must seek council from the Supreme Leader." He didn't care about mandatory rest time nor the bliss he was receiving moments ago. The map. The final piece to Skywalker. It was within his grasp. And nothing would stop him from getting it.

Hux just nodded his head. He knew he couldn't be selfish and ask Ren to wait until morning to talk with the Supreme Leader. The map one of the many treasures Ren was looking for in his path to power. And just as he would never want Ren to get in the way in his quest for glory, he will do the same for the knight. They both have a dream. A craving for power. Ruling the Galaxy side by side. And with this map, both will be one step closer to seeing that dream come to fruition.

I honestly don't know what this is and why this is happening. Some reason after watching TFA for the 3rd time, Kylo Ren and General Hux would not leave my mind. They kicked out all my other characters for my other fics and said you don't ship us, too bad, we're making you write a fic about us anyways. So here I am, writing a Kylux fic...I dont know what the common tropes are or how the fandom views this ship or anything, but this is the story Hux and Ren are telling me to write...I hope you enjoy...and if so, feel free to leave me a message.

Oh yah, obligatory sorry for grammar and spelling errors, I do edit, but sometimes I miss things.