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WISH LIST
★ my dark au kink:
+ being captured by the first order and subjected to reconditioning
+ trying to turn him back with the power of gay love and friendship (and possibly failing)
+ he was always a first order tie fighter pilot instead of winter soldiered
+ poe and finn first order murder squad (dynamics if they were both stormtroopers? running away together?)
+ ^ part b: the fam that gets captured and reconditioned together… stays…together…
+ Interesting Dynamics with kylo and hux from dark aus
★ finn stuff
+ what will they do after the war? romantic vacations? homesteading? sending finn's spit to space 23andme?
+ infinite escape reimagining/aus, stormpilot escape room reigning champions
★ rey stuff
+ relationship of convenience because they're both In Denial
+ sith princess rey aus where he tries to save her and/or she turns him
★ kylo stuff
+ infinite interrogating/torture room reimagining/aus
+ ^ part b: stockholm syndrome?
+ We Need to Talk about Leia
★ general
+ honestly anything regarding leia (esp processing grief post-tros)
+ talking about his sketchy spice runner past (possibly playing things taking place during that time in his life?)
+ ^ same for things taking place during academy/new republic tbh
+ i love aus. modern aus, vampire aus, a/b/o aus, let's au the entire world
+ i prefer m/m for poe but am good with most ships
kinks if ya nasty
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But here …
It's just a glimmer of it, but it's real heat. Real passion. And because of it, when he presses into her, she lets out a groan. It's not forced or bracing herself. It's appreciative. She opens to him, and he stretches her to fit. This time, there's no pain. Some faint pressure, a strange sort of intrusion mixed with keen awareness of her neglected cunt, but no pain. ]
Kriff. [ She blurts it out once he's all the way in, overwhelmed by fever. She reaches back to grab his hand at her hip, searching for that intimacy. Her other arm props her up on the bunk, but only barely so she can arch her back to push her ass up against him. It occurs to her maybe it'd been what she said that made him want her like this, and — and she wants more of that. So she glances up at him again, trying to steady her breathing. ]
It feels good. [ What a stupid thing to say. (Well, not as stupid as it could have, given their last performance. Good is new.) Is there a non-stupid and obvious thing to say while having sex? No. So she's just gonna keep going. ] You feel good.
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[ he can't think about finn right now; that's the good thing. a pro of constantly living in the now like a train wreck or a gerbil. he's 100 percent and most of it is about rey. is he suddenly instantly in love with her? no. but at least he can feel something for her sexually besides panic and dread. it's progress.
he leaves the hand that's touching hers at her hip, but the other moves to pull at her hair. they've had enough make out sessions for him to know that she likes things a little rough. one of his concerns about women was the idea of … having to be more delicate with them??? but it's not that way with rey at all. first of all, she's hella tough. he knows that about her, just as a person. second of all, it's like she wants to be manhandled. she really … gets into it when things start going in that direction. and that's fine with him. anyway now that she's confirmed that she's Feeling It, he gets a little more forceful with the thrusting, too. gonna give the straights everything they want. ]
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Once he's moving — really moving, not just taking it easy on her — she finds it easy. She doesn't even have to steady herself with her breathing, which allows it the chance to get ragged with need instead. Groans break up her panting on his more vigorous thrusts.
This is how it's supposed to be. She recognizes that now. But … it's still not going to get her off, on its own. However, it's vastly different from the first time. The first time, she'd been rubbing herself just to try and distract from the discomfort. When her hand reaches between her thighs now, it's like a fuckin slip n slide already.
Not coincidentally, when her fingertips rub into her folds, she there's no sharp sudden discomfort with the contact because she's not trying to force anything. This touch relieves an ache that was already there, one that Poe had engendered in her.
Go Poe Dameron. ] Keep going. [ She says this both encouragingly (yes more hair-pulling) and preemptively (so he doesn't think he needs to do anything about her trying to rub one out while he's fucking her; this officially Beats Doing It Alone because the intercourse is actually arousing, so she doesn't feel especially weird about handling her part). ]
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the hand at her hip digs into her skin, the general goal being to grip tight enough to bruise. still not thinking about finn. still trying his best to give rey the good d. he's not especially vocal, but there's panting with a grunt here and there. he's giving it his 500% percent. maybe it would be a better experience if he dragged it out, but the part of his brain that's still functional is essentially like "no ya wrong harder faster now." can't argue with that logic.]
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She ruts back against him, panting, sweating, her whole body burning with the dull pain. Honestly, it's erotic in a different way than she'd ever expected. Bearing into her like this, he reaches a part of her she'd never expected anyone to touch—a part of her she hadn't ever considered.
How they'd gotten here doesn't seem to matter as much as the simple fact that they have arrived here.
She bites down on the forearm that supports the weight of her upper body, trying to stifle a groan. It's somewhere between pleasure and pain, this sound. As tension builds towards her orgasm, her muscles are clenching, and— with him there, it makes the fit tighter. Pushes a little more towards discomfort.
But that doesn't seem to stop her, this time. Adjusted to him as she is, eased into it as she is, that seems only to amplify the other ambient pain and bring her over the edge. Her muscles clench around him, trying to hold him there, and her thighs pull her forward as they contract too. She cries out, a sudden expulsion of breath that rides the line of a choking noise.
It's a lot. A lot. Dizzy for moments after a lot, and even as the tension starts to ease, tremors keep her body convulsing.
There's no denying that it's more satisfying than doing it alone. She stands by that. But the drop-off is still steep and sudden. She can't keep her fingers moving while she rides out that feeling, and so she just has to stop suddenly, her breath short in the sort of hollow aftermath. ]
i bet u thought i forgot about this
anyway, all that to say that the way she tenses up and clenches around him when she climaxes sets him off. drags him right off the edge and into the good place abyss, too. there's a sudden sharpness to the way he's pulling at her hair and digging into her hip, and then release. he comes hard inside her, and then it's suddenly like his limbs are noodles. he's all noodles. being upright is too much. panting a little bit, he tries to pull her all the way down onto the bed with him without being forceful about it. it's kind of a clumsy attempt because he's noodles, but there was some delicate intent there. ]
i did i lost the faith but just for a second i promise. i was like leia about ben
The delicacy doesn't work — she gets a few bumps along the way — but she's not delicate either, so she's not feeling too bad about it. Especially not with all the happy hormones flooding her bloodstream right now. He's pressed to her sweating back and she just … takes a minute, gasping, to recover.
She turns her face slightly, tries to crane her neck to get a look at him as she reaches one hand up to pull at his hair and hold him close. ]
That … That was … [ She's working through labored breath, ok. ] Wow.
imagines you doing a thousand yard stare across crait
[ the fuck does that mean? have sex? have enjoyable sex? yeah, probably. there is nothing subtle about him; his foot is permanently lodged in his mouth.
since it a) worked so well the first time and b) maybe he's feeling god in this chili's tonight a little bit after such a good time, he uses her pulling at his hair to come in closer and kiss her. how about that. amazing. ]