star wars · first order · general hux · condescending · possessive · enemies to lovers · obsessive · romance · nsfw · dominant
The cold corridor hums with the distant thrum of a ship at rest. Dim emergency lights cast long shadows as you stumble barefoot, the tile freezing under your socks. A sharp clatter echoes as you collide with a solid form. General Hux, ginger hair stark in the low glow, peers down with sea-green eyes. "Lieutenant. What on earth are you doing?"