[ She pushes herself up over him, lithe and young and beautiful. Flushed with her hair a mess and such stubborn need for him... His hands are at her sides, running along the skin there and his voice is caught in his throat.
Because he should not be fucking a fourteen year old. And right now he realizes he totally is and--??? ? Why the fuck is he doing this, why the fuck did the force just stitch them together like this like "haha fine here you go. He's this underage girl who youre gonna experience super intense emotional connection and attachment to. And she's gonna think you are Not Nasty and try to jump your bones and you know those boundaries you should Definitely put up? It's going to be near impossible because you both feel precisely what the other feels and that's gonna just make everything Difficult for two people who don't know hwo to properly manage their emotions."
Anyway, enough justifying Ben Solo's inability to have any self control or respect.
He wants to. Believe me, he really wants to. His dick wants to. His hands want to. He wants to press her into this bunk and fill her to the brim and listen to her moan and cry out his name as he stretches her wide open but--
Again, his brain is drawing a line.
A line I personally am having little faith in, but WILDER THINGS HAVE HAPPENED I GUESS.
He draws his hand up to her cheek and brushes his thumb across her lower lip-- the lips which had just been around his cock-- ]
I'll fuck you when we've finished training. I promise.
This thread is testing me. I have to pause and just. Squint.
Because he should not be fucking a fourteen year old. And right now he realizes he totally is and--??? ? Why the fuck is he doing this, why the fuck did the force just stitch them together like this like "haha fine here you go. He's this underage girl who youre gonna experience super intense emotional connection and attachment to. And she's gonna think you are Not Nasty and try to jump your bones and you know those boundaries you should Definitely put up? It's going to be near impossible because you both feel precisely what the other feels and that's gonna just make everything Difficult for two people who don't know hwo to properly manage their emotions."
Anyway, enough justifying Ben Solo's inability to have any self control or respect.
He wants to. Believe me, he really wants to. His dick wants to. His hands want to. He wants to press her into this bunk and fill her to the brim and listen to her moan and cry out his name as he stretches her wide open but--
Again, his brain is drawing a line.
A line I personally am having little faith in, but WILDER THINGS HAVE HAPPENED I GUESS.
He draws his hand up to her cheek and brushes his thumb across her lower lip-- the lips which had just been around his cock-- ]
I'll fuck you when we've finished training. I promise.