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Kylo had to know that something had happened. Mitaka never asked for him to join him in his quarters, he simply waited to see if Kylo decided to come by or not. He had the code for Mitaka’s door after all. But tonight was different. Tonight he had sent a message to Kylo immediately after he had left the sick bay though he had not mentioned why he wanted to see him.
Mitaka paced through the room, hands clasped behind his back. The med droid had given him something against the nausea but it didn’t seem to work. Either that or his nerves were getting the better of him.
Even though he had expected it, the door opening startled him so badly he felt like jumping out of his skin.
“You wanted to see me?” Kylo removed his mask as soon as the door had shut behind him. He always kept his mask off when he came to Mitaka, even the first time when he had come to apologize for his furious outbreak when he had almost choked Mitaka for being the bearer of bad news.
Mitaka nodded nervously. He knew that the news he was about to break were not necessarily good ones. Anything that deviated from the Coruscanti human standard was frowned upon in the First Order, and sure Kylo hadn’t been raised in the Order but that didn’t have to mean anything. Besides, their relationship if it could be called that, was certainly not serious or committed enough for this.
Kylo’s big, dark eyes were resting on him and Mitaka felt himself squirming under the intensity of that gaze. “I - “he started and lost his nerve again.
“If you wish to end our arrangement - “
“No! No!” Mitaka interrupted him quickly. “I would never want that.” Of that he was absolutely sure. “Though you might.”
“Why would I?” It sounded so sincere, as if Kylo had truly never considered ending things with Mitaka.
“Because...because I…”, Mitaka nervously folded his hands together. “I have non-human ancestry.”
“I don’t care about that”, Kylo sounded incredulous.
“You might.”
“Why?”
Mitaka looked down at his hands, his head tilted downwards and his shoulders hunched as if he was bracing himself for an impact. “I am pregnant.”
The reaction he was expecting, anger, disgust, accusations, never came.
“You are certain?” There was an undertone in Kylo’s voice that he did not recognise but did not think it was fury or anything else negative. Instead it sounded almost wondrous.
“Yes.” He heard Kylo stepping closer and did not dare to look up at him yet.
Kylo trailed his fingers across Mitaka’s stomach reverently. “And you would keep it?”
“Yes.” Of that Mitaka had no doubt. Even if Kylo had turned on his heel and marched out of here never to see him again he would’ve kept his child.
“You are a miracle I did not expect.”
Mitaka expected him to address their child but when he looked at Kylo his dark eyes were fixed on his face. “I did not do anything”, he shrugged, feeling self-conscious about the admiration in Kylo’s voice.
“I did not make you any promises nor gave you a reason to expect anything from me. And yet you would do this, despite the harm it could do to your career.”
“I always wanted children”, Mitaka replied, glancing back down again. “And I like that it’s your child.”
It was as close to a confession of his feelings for Kylo as it could ever be. Love was not something that was useful so everyone in the First Order was encouraged to ignore it. Companionship was based on needs and relationships were a means to an end, meant to benefit both parties.
Mitaka was surprised when Kylo tilted his head up and pulled him into a passionate kiss, but he did not waste this opportunity. His reaction was a lot more favourable than Mitaka had expected and it was further validated when Kylo crowded him against the bed and pushed him down on the sheets.
It was always so easy to let himself fall into Kylo, to put himself into Kylo’s hands and let him take the reigns. Trust was intoxicating. Their clothes were soon shed and Kylo was on him, surrounding him on all sides.
Mitaka’s hole clenched in anticipation when he saw Kylo’s cock stand big and hard against his stomach. This was the reason why he was in this position in the first place, because he could not get enough of Kylo, could not take him often enough or deep enough. He loved the feeling when this huge cock pressed into him and seemed to split him apart. He was always shamelessly begging for Kylo to fuck him harder and deeper and he had never even told Kylo what spilling inside him could lead to. Consciously or subconsciously this was the outcome he had desired from the start, to be marked inside out by Kylo, to be owned by him and his seed.
“Please”, Mitaka whimpered. As much as he loved Kylo’s large fingers he wanted to feel his cock inside him right now or he would not last.
Kylo understood what he needed. His large hands framed Mitaka’s hips as he pushed inside him without hesitation, knowing that Mitaka could take him. His mouth found Mitaka’s, stealing the air from his lungs as he kissed him and fucked him at the same time.
To Mitaka nothing existed but Kylo and his mouth on his, his hands on his body, his cock thrusting into him and his child safe and sound deep inside. Lately Kylo had come by every night and Mitaka wondered which one it had been where he had knocked him up after leaving him loose and bruised and dripping with his come.
Kylo was large in every sense of the word and his body surrounded Mitaka inside out. With every long, powerful thrust he seemed to carve a little more of him to make place for himself. Every hard stroke shook Mitaka down to his core until he was a breathless, boneless moaning mess beneath Kylo. The feeling of being possessed, of being owned overwhelmed him and he came without Kylo ever having touched him.
/
There was one person other than Kylo who needed to know about the situation even though Mitaka was dreading to tell him. He had given his life to the First Order, had even dreamed of reaching the rank of general when he had graduated top of his year, and now all of his hard work would be dismissed because of a small lie he had told on his enlistment form.
At least Hux was giving him the opportunity for a private meeting instead of having to discuss everything on the bridge.
“What is it, lieutenant?” Hux asked when Mitaka came to see him in his office at the appointed time.
“I..uhm...I am pregnant. Sir.”
“I see”, Hux said, his face betraying no emotion. “I assume Ren is the father?”
“Yes,” Mitaka replied, surprised that Hux knew. He hadn’t thought that his and Kylo’s affair was public knowledge.
“I had thought you’d be too prudent to get into a situation like this.”
There were things Mitaka could point out, from the First Order not providing male hormonal birth control, to him being unable to say no when Kylo had asked to fuck him without a condom but he did neither. “I’m sorry, sir.”
“How long will you be able to work?”
“Five months if everything goes smoothly.”
Hux nodded. “And will you come back afterwards?”
Mitaka hadn’t assumed otherwise. Female officers usually came back six months after giving birth, why should he be different? “Of course, sir.”
“Good”, Hux replied, giving him a nod to show that he was dismissed.
Mitaka hesitated. “You’re not...discharging me?”
Hux momentarily raised an eyebrow. “Why should I?”
“I did not disclose my non-human ancestry.”
“I do not see the point in dismissing capable staff for such a triviality”, Hux replied.
“Thank you, sir”, Mitaka managed to say. Despite the animosity between Hux and Kylo, he looked up to Hux and his compliment meant the world to him. “Have a good day, sir.”
/
He did not tell anyone else about his condition for months. There was no need to as he had no immediate family left and he was not particularly close with any of the other officers he was stationed with. Hux accepted him as he was and Kylo came by every night that he was on the Finalizer which was enough for Mitaka. The wider uniform that he requested every few weeks hid the swell of his body well enough for now.
They hadn’t talked about the future yet but Mitaka knew that there were arrangements he had to make soon, especially if he planned to return to the Finalizer after birth. A star destroyer was no place for a child.
“I was going to take you to the Supremacy”, Kylo said when Mitaka did eventually mention it to him. “It could be that our child will be force-sensitive.”
Mitaka hadn’t thought about that. He had seen Kylo use the Force of course, had felt it on himself, but he had never considered that their child might inherit those powers.
“You could work as an officer aboard it and we’d be together”, Kylo touched his stomach hesitantly as if he was expecting Mitaka to refuse him.
“It’d be an honour”, Mitaka replied, meaning both the chance to serve on the Supreme Leader’s flagship and their de-facto capital but also staying with Kylo, especially staying with him even if it was only for the sake of their child.
“My quarters there are large enough for both of us”, Kylo said. “Or should I say the three of us?”
Mitaka’s breath hitched a little. Kylo wanted them to live together? That was more than he had ever expected.
“You don’t have to if you don’t want to”, Kylo added, misinterpreting Mitaka’s reaction.
“No, that’s not…I’d – I’d like to. You do not have to this. I have no expectations – “
He stopped rambling when Kylo laid a finger over his lips.
“You told me that you are glad it is my child you are carrying”; Kylo said, his dark eyes drilling into Mitaka. “I am glad it is you who is carrying my child.”
As his heart was soaring in his chest, Kylo leaned down and kissed his stomach before kissing his mouth. Mitaka responded enthusiastically. He couldn’t believe that Kylo had just said that, perhaps he was dreaming but he was, then he hoped he wouldn’t have to wake up.