“you probably shouldn’t. . .” hums back, blushing at the last words and now going back to the gentle kisses. “ill ask for my past rank. . . i dont like working for pryde.”

“dont you have an assistant already?” teases as she begins to unbutton his uniform, looking down at his chest and then back to hux’s eyes.

climbs into @StarkillerAHux ‘s bed, hugs him and shortly after, she falls asleep.

“rude, i kinda like the girl. reminds me of me when i was younger.” leans down to leave a few kisses over his naked chest as she unbuttons the uniform. “mhm, i’ll think about it.”

“yeah, yeah. . . can we have this conversation later? I’m quite a bit focused on other thing.” rolls her eyes playfully, looking up at him and taking his jacket off, throwing down on the floor.

do i hate the empire or do i just hate my father ???

it’s probably a bit of both

yup.

oh no, he doesn’t get to play the victim this time.

oh, he does. not surprised her father doesn’t talk about her.

and he is. but he’s always “oh this, that”.

bounding—? they haven’t even said a word to each other. kriff, he just found out of her existence.

oh look, might’ve found her new conquer.

if she doesn’t, then who will?

surprise surprise.

“please, call me lux. oh, doesn’t really surprise me. may i ask what were you two talking about?”

oh, look. balloons. . .

| I’m crying.

“thank you. why am i not surprised that he doesn’t really talk about me. . . but, yes, he does. only child, that i know of.”

“makes sense. don’t really blame him.” they were barely a family at all nowadays. just the bloodline. “ah, i take care of propaganda, promotion and related stuff. also writing speeches every now and then.”