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~~Ben Solo~~
Kylo Ren

The protein shakes, where are they?

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GENERAL PROMPTS

Redemption arc: Kylo leaving the First Order. Due to either slow burn reasons (Figuring out holy shit I don't want this) or Immediate Issues That Need Solving (Rey's kidnapped, Hux turns on him, etcetc)

Re-adjusting to life in the light/in the Resistance. Whether it goes smoothly or Rough is up to the situation

Early First Order Days. Especially when Snoke was breaking his Ben Solo identity

Ben Solo Pre-First Order

Ben Solo as the most obnoxious Resistance Member idek

Jedi Hippie camp with Luke

BEN AND HIS FAMILY

👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌there👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my self 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠOOOOOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀 👀 👌👌Good shit

Becoming king of Porgs and other cute creatures and he doesn't understand why

Becoming his father's son

Also being just like his mother

AND ALSO BEING JUST LIKE LUKE

Rey convinces Kylo to come with her and join the Resistance. The resulting tension and rebuilding of trust in him... As well as Jedi training with her

Interactions with his mother, whether it be from the above scenario, or even reaching out through the force

Poe, Finn and the rest of the Resistance reacting to kylo switching sides. Poe hitting on Kylo and having to give him tons of dumb nicknames because Ren only wants his mom and Rey to call him ben

Kylo being a weird Scary Older Brother to the entire Resistance.

Kylo and Anakin. KYLO AND KENOBI

Discussions/threads with Han Luke and Leia- discussion forgiveness and mistakes

Rebuilding the Jedi Order

Post War Threads

Kylo Ren disappears mysteriously from the war after major internal strife causes the downfall of the First Order. Someone comes across Ben Solo in hiding years later

Kylo on Jakku complaining its hot as balls. Look. I don't know. I'm just saying it would be hilarious

Drunk texts are the best don't tell me otherwise

SHIPPY PROMPTS
SHIPS I AM DOWN FOR
Kylo/Rey hands down

If ur sittin there readin this going "Oh no but so many Reys are bugging them I don't wanna be annoying" I don't fucking care TAG ME

Hand touching

I love you. I know.

Forcebond shenanigans. Kylo or Rey reaching out to touch the other while the other one is busy (GOOD SHIT. GOOD SHIT)

Rey getting seriously injured and separated from the Resistance. Her only option is to force time Kylo

Kylo finding Rey on Ahch'to and them fucking around under luke's nose (Forcebond in person who knows)~~SMUT HUT~~

FORCEFULLY GIVING REY A BIRTHDAY AND MAKING HER CELEBRATE IT

Snoke tries to kill kylo in front of rey and it doesn't go like he plans

REY IN A GODDAMN DRESS AND KYLO ACTUALLY NOT KNOWING HOW TO REACT AT ALL

CLEANING HER DUMB HOUSE

Forcebond dreaming shenanigans. Especially if Rey or Kylo are stuck in one anothers nightmares.

Rey finding out how bad Snoke really was.

Visiting Ahch'to together

Empress Rey

Empress Rey Working to secretly undermine the first order

Meeting before TFA/in different circumstances

Fighting/sexual tension/beating each other up. u kno

Just re-enact Pride and Prejudice with me

Either one suffering from insomnia and helping the other sleep

Public Sex

Weird DubCon Sex (Rey taking advantage of Kylo I'm freely admitting to my trash)

SHIPS I AM MAYBE ON
Kylo/Poe: I'm not of the fanon that Ben or Poe knew each other as kids. If you want to play that, talk with me first, we'll need to hash out details. If you wanna do hateship, that's fine too. Again. I'd like to be consulted first
Kylo/Hux: This is such a huge maybe it's almost a no. I am not down for fluffy Kylo/Hux. I don't think Kylo or Hux secretly love each other and that takes form in them wanting to murder each other when they walk into a room and see each other. I do not think Kylo wants anything to do with Hux's dick Ever. I only see this happening as Hux taking advantage of Kylo when he's emotionally compromised and unprotected without Snoke keeping Hux in line.
So Kylux is only a "cool lets do it" if you are willing to play out something unhealthy, toxic, with a huge dose of hate and manipulation. Kylo/ANYONE ELSE: Not against pretty much any other ship, but Kylo's a hard dude to ship with for. A lot of reasons. Talk with me first, and I'll see if we can work something out.

CHARACTERS/CROSSOVERS

I'm fine with every and any star wars characters. If you are doing something from the EU I request that you just have enough info in your profile so I know what your character's deal is

AU characters are fine. I'm not really into Gender Bent characters (sorry y'all), again-- I just need info in your profile about the AU (Unless it's discussed w me before hand)

I Herald from disney princess beginnings. Give me all your princesses I think this combo is fucking hilarious

Brienne of Tarth because i'm still laughing about it

God I will add more later. Really just tag me.

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YES

text messages, actionspam, lengthy brackets, prose.

ous/ au/ all us tbh

previous meme or psl continuations / sequels / c&ping a starter i never replied to.

EMOTIONALLY HEAVY BULLSHIT

FLUFF

contact me if i drop a tag you want picked up

Angst

redemption arcs

intense emotionally heavy threads

Smut

general

hurt comfort

Kylo or Rey getting injured

Kylo being a huge fucking brat.

if there's anything you're not sure about, ask!

Rape.

Dull RP.

Taking this character WAY TOO SERIOUSLY.

Me doing the work of moving a scene along

rape/non-con. Especially with Kylo as the aggressor (This can be changed with prior discussion and prior threading)

scatophilia, emetophiloa, necrophilia.

gender/sexuality play.

degradation involving racism or ablism.

power-gaming and ooc dick-measuring contests.

AUs with no information

OCs with no information

Maybe

Dub con

torture

killing

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Mental health

I know everyone and their mom with an armchair psychologist degree wants to diagnose Kylo Ren/Ben Solo with whatever mental illness checks all the boxes. I know Bipolar and Borderline personality disorder are two popular illnesses to cite when it comes to his mental health. Along with a healthy dose of citing him as a sociopath/psychopath. However, I'm not going to be using those illnesses/personality disorders in how I play Kylo. While they fit on paper, I don't believe "what's wrong with him" presents in the correct fashion in canon for any one of the above listed issues.

I believe Kylo Ren/Ben Solo is suffering from: Recurring Chronic Major Depression it could be passed down through their family given what we know of Anakin and what happened with Luke; Post Traumatic Stress Disorder From his force powers manifesting with him having little control over it as a kid, from being sent away to Luke after his mother couldn't handle him on her own anymore, from his father leaving one day and never coming back, from having a voice whispering in his head his entire life, from that voice being a predator who preyed on his weaknesses and molded him into what he wanted Ben to be, from Luke Skywalker holding a lightsaber above his head, from abuse after abuse from Snoke, and probably a Ton more. Abandonment issues stemming first from his parents (And quite probably friends he had who left for whatever reason, or bridges he burned on his own) and then just. The entire force tbh. And abandonment issues is where he gets his unchecked rage, he, in canon, is quite literally triggered into a rage whenever he confronts someone who he felt abandoned him, or when he feels rejected or left behind. Finally he is a victim of Brainwashing and indoctrination from Snoke. Snoke is a narcissist who was using Kylo as a means to an end, it's been stated and shown that he was ready to kill Kylo after the Last Jedi since he had become unbalanced and unpredictable. If you don't agree with what I am saying here (Which is fine :) ), then I suggest you don't play with me. I am fairly confident in this being the way I see and play Kylo.

I play him as having triggers. I won't get into the reasoning behind each one, but i'll specify the specifics which come to mind: Abandonment (Perceived or real), his family, loss of control (Physically, emotionally, mentally, through the force)

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[ He works her through her peak, pressing circles to her clit and dragging his fingers in and out of her slowly. He's thorough and slow wanting to squeeze every ounce of pleasure from her orgasm before letting her loose once again.

Once her cunt stops fluttering as much and the tremors have died down, he'll pull his fingers from her and reach up to pull the makeshift gag from her mouth. A puff of her own breath is all that will make it out of her mouth before he's kissing her. It's filled with desire and need as his tongue seeks out hers. The slow languid kiss is punctuated by the way his hand presses into her hair-- despite her arousal still sticking to it, who the fuck cared at this point??? His body is pressed tight to her side, his need is obvious even through his pants.

To his credit, he's not being pushy about it. No frantic grinding or shoving her hands towards his dick as if this Had to be an even exchange. Really the original promise was all about him satisfying and helping her, his release was never a part of that contract. ]

[ It's so much better this way than on her own. She keeps coming back to that as he pulls her through, helping her come down slowly. On her own, the pleasure always stopped abruptly as her orgasm hit, and she was left immediately cold and empty. Instead, Ben caresses her, holds her, attends to her.

When the sheet pulls free of her mouth, dark with the stains left by her saliva, she opens her mouth to offer that praise, but he cuts it off with a sudden, devouring kiss. She gets caught up in it, turns into it, moans into his mouth.

That's when she notices … him. It doesn't process at first. She thinks maybe his belt, or something might be — but no. There's more give than that. And when she realizes it, she breaks the kiss, searching his eyes, his face, and taking in for the first time his arousal. The sheer bulk of his body and the insistent way he kisses her seems to make its own demand, even though she knows he would never give voice to it. Having noticed his need, she doesn't know a way out of this without seeing to it.

Her cunt twitches, throbs. She can't quite imagine it inside of her, hasn't a strong enough sense for what it looks like or feels like, but she knows that her body wants it there. She'd seen him through his briefs, just the shape, but it seems bigger now, pressing into her like this. ]

Ben …

[ She practically whispers his name, her voice hoarse with desire. ]

I want — [ She doesn't know what. Her own body isn't a mystery. She has touched it, familiarized herself, surrendered to these feelings in enough perfunctory ways to get the job done for herself of late. But his body is different. It's wide and hard and dense. ] What should I do?

[ He's panting by now, pupils wide with desire and holding back every inch of want he has. He's doin' his best to behave right now and is failing in so many fucking ways but at least he's not just ripping his cock out and shoving it in.

Even then he's reading her anxious tension pretty clear and there's no way he'll do this if she's feeling obligated. ]

You don't need to if-- [ He stops because he realizes how insanely breathless he sounds and. That is also the wrong way to say that sentence. He needs to stop presuming things about her. ]

Do you want to?

[ Do you want. To see the D. ]

Yes.

[ It's an almost automatic reaction. She's never felt that good before. Of course she wants to return the favor. She almost doesn't understand why he's holding back. But she's no fool; he's worried about payment instead of gratitude. ]

Before you found me, I was thinking of you.

[ It's perhaps the one thing she can say to assuage those concerns. ]

You felt so much better than I imagined.

[ Just the thought of more of this has a familiar twitch pulsing through her cunt, as though it's waking up and recalling the motions it just went through. ]

Let me do that for you. [ She sits up a little, reaching one hand for his pants, begging permission. ] Please, Ben. Tell me how.

[ Even if it had been obvious before, the confirmation of her desire for him is nice to have. And really, now his father's teasing and warnings are being realized and- Ben doesn't give a single shit. Certainly this wasn't great, certainly they're about to get into something that is murky and not quite Right and will probably blow up in their faces. But it's his and he's never had something of his own. His title, his powers, his legacy-- every bit was something that felt handed to him by someone else or gifted to him

But they'd found each other. With any luck that would be enough to see them through. ]

It's not that complicated. [ He'd nearly laugh if he wasn't feeling like he was about to implode.

Ben sits up on his knees in a kneeling position. He'll guide her hand to the bulging fabric as he starts to work on his belt. Small Steps so she isn't jumping straight into dick town immediately. ] Get a feel for it.

[ --and like. He already removed his belt but then.. while she's getting familiar with his junk he's contemplating his shirt and whether it'd be better to just...

fuck it. It's coming off. ]

[ She's skeptical about the purported lack of complexity, but despite an arched eyebrow in his direction, she flattens her palm over the bulge in his trousers. He's firm under her hand, but not solid exactly. There's a pliant sort of give afforded by the muscle, and she tries to squeeze him despite the fact that she can't get her hand around him while his pants are in the way.

Hmph. If he wants her to get a feel for it, then she needs access. Once his belt is gone and he's working on his shirt, she takes the opportunity to open up the fastenings on his pants and pull them down around his knees. His underwear go with, and there it is. Springing free, darker than the rest of his skin, and jutting out like it demands her attention.

She's never seen a naked man before. Rey traces the lines in his abdomen that curve downward into his hips, as if pointing the way towards his cock where it juts out towards her, begging to be seen, touched, teased. She looks up to meet his gaze.

It's not a comfortable position, what they've settled into. Rey sits up the rest of the way and scoots off the edge of the bunk to a kneeling position and pulls at his legs. It puts her at a better height, keeps her body from having to fold down over itself to get at him — and probably keeps him from bumping his head against the top of the bunk.

Then, searching for approval in his face, wetting her lips in anticipation, she reaches both of her hands out to touch him. There's no rhyme or method. She's got nothing to mimic. So she handles him with the awe someone might afford to a lightsaber, in fact, all gentle touches and two hands exploring the length like she wants to be able to map and render it later. Her fingertips trace the veins that run his length, the ridge of his head, the slit.

And, eventually, she does wrap her fist around it, getting a feel for his size. Her fingertips barely touch, and that causes her eyes to widen a little. ]

[ YO LOOK He just didn't want to like get her Full Frontal Dick until she was ready for it and apPARENTLY SHES READY FOR IT. Like he'd rather she strip him in this case oKAY?

Consent issues aside (and still painfully awkward and complicated y i k e s), he moves when she demands it and pants at his knees being a little awkward aside, it's not as if he cares when she touches him. His muscles ripple and twitch where she brushes her fingers and once she adjusts where he sits and then... You know just sits in front of him like that. He's just biting his own lip to keep himself from moaning like a bitch.

Which is really hard to do when she touches him. Her hands are rough, not surprisingly so, given the hard work he's seen her do, but gentle and curious. When she wraps her fingers around him fully he draws in a sharp breath and he'll twitch in her hold. His mouth is dry and he's still got sense enough to coach her through this. ]

Your fingers-- [ He wets his lips and both of his hands are dug into the side of the bunk tightly. ] Put them in yourself first-- it'll make it easier.

[ There is a reason your cunt is dripping wet, Rey. Sex Ed 101 here. ]

[ Something stirs in her bloodstream when he gives that suggestion. It's gentle, encouraging, but it's also confidently delivered and intrinsically lewd to hear him telling her to touch herself for him. Her knees spread by inches as she scoots them open, and her hand pulls back to slip between her thighs to where the spending from her orgasm has slicked the spot where her thighs touch and all over her folds.

She's gentle with herself, still so sensitive as she is after her climax. For a moment she rubs her whole hand against her folds, gentle circles. The lubricant comes away on them and she gets his meaning. Like machine parts. She presses two fingers into herself then, drawing a ragged breath from her lungs as her fingers instinctually search out that spot he'd pressed inside of her earlier.

Her eyelids flutter, her muscles squeeze around her fingers, and her hand comes away slick. She raises it and closes it around his cock again.

This time, she lets her fist start to move. The concept of lubricant clears it all up, really. Machine parts. His cock is a piston — it seeks friction, the same thrusting motion. She begins pumping her hand, grip tight, but the motions are unpracticed and unsteady. Slow, jerky at times. ]

Like this? [ She has been watching in awe as her own shining fluid smears over his length. It's amazing how velvety his skin feels under her touch. Softer than the rest of him. But she looks up as she questions him on her approach, searching his face for approval. She's neglecting the head, letting her knuckles butt up against it on every up-stroke without closing over it,. ]

[ Once she strokes him with her arousal encasing her fingers it's just like his entire body sings. She's still unpracticed and honestly, his own hand knows how to get him off in no time flat, but his appreciation for her touch is unmasked and raw. Not to mention how close her mouth is to his cock and- No. No Ben stop. ]

Yeah. [ His voice is rough and he has to lean back against his elbows. A bit overcome by the strokes of her fingers. ] I--if you could go up a bit. Over the top.

[ Every time her knuckles bump against the sensitive skin there he practically jumps. He's hoping she gets the picture. But by god he's ready to just fuck her hand until he comes all over her. ]

[ He settles into it and by that warrant alone, Rey feels like she's doing a good job. He's not as expressive as she is. More reserved. But she can see it in the flush in his cheeks, in the darkness of his eyes, that he's struggling to be coherent right now. And his voice…

She adjusts accordingly, and it causes more unevenness in her movements at first, pulling her palm over the head. She has to figure out how to smoothly transition over the ridge of the head, into fisting nothing, and then pushing back down over him. It takes a few strokes, but she gets the hang of it.

And it's fine. It's good and fine and he's enjoying himself. He'll probably come this way. She can see the way he twitches and jerks and reacts to her touch. She can feel across the bond how drunk on this he is right now. But it's not what it was for her. At least, she doesn't feel like it is. He's too in control for it to possibly be as good.

While her practical knowledge might be slim, she does know some things. Like, for instance, the fact that there are men and women alike on Jakku who will take payment for their bodies. That their customers are not picky about the holes they occupy. There's this one species of alien, in fact, which — well. It's not really relevant. What's relevant is that she knows what a blowjob is. She's taken it, always, for something disgusting. Degrading. She'd been afraid that was what he wanted in exchange for her parents, and she would never sell herself. But this isn't quite that. It's different. It doesn't unnerve her.

He's slick with her own fluids, a fact which she is keenly aware of as she leans in and kisses the tip of his cock, Something slick and tacky comes away on her lips. She wets them, tastes it — it's damn near sour and musky — and looks up at him as if searching permission. Clarity. This is better, isn't it? Her mouth would be better. ]

[ Okay finding her parents would be worth more than a blow job tbh and wow how fukkin cruel would that be for him to finish fucking here and while she lays there broken and filled up with cum "LOL THEY'RE DEAD BITCH".

Anywho, let's get off the topic of threads that tifa probably wants.

He's not expecting the innocent peck of her lips to his cock. His mind is practically mush already, his head bent back as she figures out how to work him. But then she kisses him and his head flies up-- nearly hits the top of the bunk.

His first instinct is that she's somehow read his mind earlier and is just doing this because he thought of it, but then he looks at the way she watches him and seeks his approval. A soft nod accompanied by one of his hands twining in her hair and bringing her closer.

jfc, there's gonna be nonstop fucking when they get to the main freighter and up until they get to luke's isn't there? ]

[ He bolts upright and she's sure, for a moment, that he's going to tell her to stop, but instead he collects himself to just — nod. She feels his hand slide into her hair then, drawing her in, and she can smell him and she can smell herself on him and she did not expect to end up here this morning. She really didn't. But she's here now, and suddenly his dick looks bigger up close.

There's a definite moment where she's realizing, like, 'I don't even know how big my mouth is. Is my mouth that big ??? Probably right ??? People do this all the time.' But she has no metric ?? She has not seen any other penises. She has not had any other mouths.

But he wants her to. And she wants him to really lose it, struggle to hold back like she had.

Rey gets her fist pumping along his length again, deliberate, focused movements — back like it had been before, forgetting his head. This time, though, she opens her mouth to take the head of his cock in past her lips.

It's not a Full On Blowjob, but her mouth is warm and wet and her tongue explores the slit and the ridge around the head of his cock, teasing at the corners. She sucks gently, able to handle what she has taken for herself while her fist squeezes and pumps him over and over. ]

[ You know if Rey had the mind to, she'd realize part of the reason he's holding back is he doesn't want to get caught. And there's nothing more suspicious than your son crying out from the depths of the ship after y'all had a discussion that amounted to: Do not fuck the young girl.

Sorry Dad. Guess we're all disappointing each other in separate but equal ways.

Yes I can make that joke I am half black.

In this moment, Ben gulps at air when she starts sucking at and exploring his tip. It's gentle-- she's gentle and soft and he's not sure what to do with himself but grip at the bedding. His hips want to jump and push himself deeper in to his mouth and his hand is right there on her head, but he's being obedient. Whimpering quietly as she teases him. ]

[ There it is. The soft whimper, the tension that she can feel ratcheting up in his abdomen, in his arm and his hand to go to the work of simply keeping them steady. This is what she's been seeking.

Heartened by it, Rey quickens the thrust of her hand along his length, pumping vigorously, and her tongue gives up on teasing to instead swirl against the head to try and cover and stroke along as much of it as she can.

That's not enough, she decides, so she sets to bobbing just slightly. Pulling her lips back over the head like she's slurping ice cream, then taking it back in. She never goes further down, but her tongue returns each time she takes him into the cavern of her mouth.

It's jerky and unpracticed, but it's eager enough that she's gasping and groaning and moving her free hand between her thighs to rub her fingers against her cunt, which practically itches for attention. ]

[ He has to let go of her hair. Not because he doesn't like it or doesn't want to pull on it, but because his hips jut up sharply and suddenly and he can at least eliminate the issue of his hand which wants to pull her just as sharply on to his cock. That would be an awkward conversation.

"So about that girl you stopped from kissing me yesterday"
"Yeah"
"She choked to death. On my cock."
"...............WHAT."

Okay, so she probably wouldn't choke to death, but he's trying really hard to not hurt her or overwhelm her. His face screws up with the effort and his breath comes out in short pants now. By god he wanted to just grind into her face and see those doe eyes looking up at him--

Which he realizes he can do now. So. He opens his eyes to see and the sight is nearly too erotic for him to handle. Her pink lips taking in his cock, her brow furrowed in concentration, as her small fingers run across his length. ]

Rey.

[ Shit. He's feeling extra bad for jamming his dick down her throat now. ]

[ The sound of her name on his lips draws her attention up towards him, and with his cock half in her mouth, she looks up at him. Doe eyes, indeed. Attentiveness melts away into satisfaction quickly, realizing it was not a bid for her attention, but an exhale of his pleasure. It's the best her name has ever sounded. There's a smirk there in her eyes, and her lips twitch — she can't quite smile around him, but it puckers her lips more, tightens them around him.

She picks up the ghost of his longing across the bond — the reason he pulls his hand away, the concern he feels, the way the sight of her gets to him. He wants her to take more of him. She's, well, nervous. But she wants to make him feel good, wants him to come like she did, and she sort of gets swept up into that feeling across the bond.

It's almost like maybe Han (and hypothetically Luke and Leia) had a point. About being careful. It's almost like she's a teenager who's impressionable and just imprinted on him like a baby duck. Hm.

Anyway, her fist stills at the base of his cock and she starts to push forward, take more of him. She can't do what he wants — even getting halfway down his length is a lot. She's slurping and struggling around all of her spit. She has to raise her hand away from her folds and brace on his outer thigh so that she has the focus to keep her lips covering her teeth while she sucks and licks and bobs all at the same time. It's not automatic yet. It's brand new.

There's a sound of satisfaction rumbling in the back of her throat, but it's also sort of pleading. She wants to please him. She wants him to come undone so badly. Even though this is hard for her to get the hang of, she wants it — for him. So she's going to stick it through until he's finished. ]

[ Okay wow First off. Lets be real here:

Rey forms an unhealthy bond with Kylo even when she's older because she still has Zero experience with relationships and dicks. So they're just getting a head start okay?

SECOND OFF.

No i don't have a second point. I just often do the FIRST OFF. SECOND. THIRD. thing so. YEAH.

Either way, Ben isn't too concerned about the ethical nature of this right now as there's another bursting breath as she takes him as deep as she can manage. Yeah. He's super glad he took that hand off of her head, otherwise he'd be jerking her down to the hilt right now. He whines instead and loses his balance and his arms collapse from under him. Flat on his back and nearly writhing as she continues to suck him off.

And it happens all at once, before he quite knows what's going on. Her tongue runs along him just the right way as his tip hits the roof of her mouth and he's coming. Can't even warn her. Have fun experiencing Semen, Rey. That's what's happening in your mouth right now as all Ben can see is stars and feel the heat of her mouth and it's like he's riding on some wave of pleasure and he doesn't want to come down. ]

[ Something salty and warm spills out into her mouth and down her throat. He bucks and thrashes with it, and she at least understands that this is just How It Goes for penises. This is it. Part of the appeal of letting him take care of her laid in the fact that he kept going, carried her through it, so Rey fights her instincts and doesn't pull back.

Instead she swallows around him, drinking down his spend and slowing her rhythm, flattening her tongue. After a few more bobs of her head, she pulls her lips off with a loud, wet pop and lets her hand take up pumping over his softening length instead. It's shrinking back down as the blood returns to his body. There's another penis secret unlocked that makes more sense for why he'd been smaller in the 'bath' earlier.

Come and spit stick to her chin and hands as she looks up at him. She's small and wide-eyed and seeking approval as she grabs onto the sheet she'd been carrying around and starts wiping herself off with it. Surely Han will not recognize these fluid stains. ]

[ He's just laying back and taking it, especially once she continues to run her hand over him and squeezes every last bit of his orgasm out with the motion. His chest heaves as he tries to catch his breath and every inch of him is flushed.

He looks up as she wipes her facE OFF ON HIS DAD'S BLANKET AND---

Do not panic.

You can clean that up. If you panic she will panic and that is not a good after sex look for anyone. At least she's not just wiping off her face and shoving that shit up her vagina like "And now you'll be mine FOREVER." That is no one's kink here.

Instead he takes a deep breath and shakily pushes himself up and pulls her up from the floor to his lap so he can kiss her. She's seeking approval and he's giving it to her and man this is how this grooming shit starts.

But on the OTHER HAND????? He would have been with Snoke right about now otherwise?? SO/?/??

Look at me. Trying to justify this trash fire. By god Olivia Benson is looking down on me with Massive disapproval.

But, yeah, he's not thinking about that. He's thinking about how he wants to kiss her as he links their fingers together and aims to steal her breath away. ]

[ She crawls up into his lap, straddling his thighs, no attention to the fact that they are naked and cuddling from the quasi-sex Ben Solo just had with a fourteen-year-old. She wraps herself around him and. No. Really. She might not be entrapping him with trying to get pregnant bullshit but here she is barnacling onto him like he's never getting away now.

Fuck the Force bond, this shit's forever.

When he kisses her, he'll taste the salt of his own come mingled with hers on her tongue, and she doesn't hold back in devouring his mouth, melting into this embrace even though her jaw is sore and her heart full. Eventually, her kisses drift down to his neck and shoulder and she buries her face in the junction there.

She feels like crying. Is it normal to feel like crying? She doesn't know. But it's just. A lot. She squeezes his hand instead, glad for their laced fingers to anchor her. ]

[ SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP AT LEAST HE DIDNT STICK HIS DICK INTO HER VAGINA. IT DOESNT COUNT UNTIL HIS DICK IS IN HER VAGINA LALALALALALLALALALALA

But that bond is purring between them. The Force is the real pervert here, this is some strange end point to whatever happened between them. He doesn't care about the taste of his own cum or her wrapping herself so tightly to him he's just-- melting with her.

Oh yeah that shame will come later. don't you worry. He's just running on endorphins now. ]

How are you?

[ Wanting to make sure the child he just fucked is okay. You have some standards Ben, I'll give you that. ]

Good.

[ That seems to undersell it. Her breath is short, and she can't get enough of him. Fuck the Force, she's practically purring, nuzzling at his neck, drinking in the feeling of their closeness. She's drunk with it. Years and years of starving for affection, for any kind of touch, and now this. The Mr Galaxywide All-U-Can-Eat Buffet. ]

Very good. [ She laughs, but it's a pitchy sound, strained, still experiencing Every Human Emotion at once. ] Better than I ever hoped I'd be. Ben, I — [ Wow. Just wow. It's a lot. ] I've never had anything like this. You feel it too, don't you?

[ Honestly, she's good which was the thing he was most concerned about rn. So that unknots some tension in his shoulders. His hands run across her back gently now, savoring the way he can feel the energy around them ripple and pulse. Not to mention that strange bone deep satisfaction ]

Yeah. [ He can't lie about that, even if he'll be freaking out about it later. The force wanted him to fuck a fourteen year old and he did it. Fuck his life. IF THE FORCE ASKED HIM TO JUMP OFF A bRIDGE WOULD HE DO IT----

yeah probably. ]

You think you can put your clothes back on now?

[ It's honestly a tease bUT THAT WAS THEIR FUCKING DEAL. NOW WITH ACTUAL LITERAL FUCKING. ]

[ She huffs out an amused sound at that and glances back over her shoulder at the rest of the crew quarters. At the pile of her clothing. She doesn't particularly want to climb off of him to go get them, but she supposes they have to, right? Han and Chewie apparently can't know. She pulls herself reluctantly out of his lap, her hands roaming the span of her bare torso in consideration.

She feels … different.

After letting one hand hover against her breast in thought for a minute, she turns and collects her clothing, parsing the pieces out from each other and shaking out the sand. The original purpose of removing them, after all. She beats the sand out against the wall with a steady metal thud thud thud and then starts pulling it on. ]

Uh, thanks. I guess. [ This all feels very perfunctory now. She doesn't know how to follow up because SHE'S FOURTEEN. They are not even dating. They're not even telling anyone about it. This is a mess. ]

[ A fucking mess as he... has to get his pants and underwear back on as--- She just goes and makes this a weird fucking transaction now. ???? How does he respond to that??

"Good pig"???

Okay beyond the fact that he won't get weird 90's references (HES NOT A TRU 90S KID EVEN THO ADAM DRIVER CERTAINLY IS), He's aware that this is a Fraught subject and-- THEY DIDNT REALLY HAVE TIME TO TALK ALL THIS THROUGH.

So he approaches her still only half dressed and it should be illegal for him to be half dressed and looking as sheepish as he does. ] Please don't thank me.

[ Again, it makes this feel like some weird Sex Worker thing. ] I enjoyed myself-- We -- [ Shit she is only fourteen and now he's understanding how unbalanced this is??? Even if it felt good and right?? What the fuck Force???? ] -- don't need to have things figured out right now. [ And because somehow he is having sense NOW AND NOT WHEN A FOURTEEN YEAR OLDS MOUTH WAS ON HIS COCK-- He reaches out to pluck her hand in his. ] I just know I want you in my life.

[ Which is seriously the creepiest thing to say but I guess they do that when they are 5 years older after knowing each other for like. 5 days and 4 of those days is either trying to kill one another or yelling at one another, so I'll give this a pass. ]

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excuse me as i abuse every light saber icon

this is why you uploaded them right

yes along with the soaking wet force hand

~symbolism~

thank you rian for these not blatant images.

he is a very subtle filmmaker

avert your eyes.

"lol they're dead bitch!!!" yells about that mental image

And then jumping around on the bunk screaming "YOU JUST GOT CUM DUMPSTER'D"

BETWEEN THIS AND 'SEPARATE BUT EQUAL WAYS' I JUST

Look, the only advantage of being black is making race jokes that make whit e folk uncomfortable.

YOU HAVE TO STOP MAKING ME LAUGH I NEED OT BREATHE

Clears throat. Leans into microphone. Omelette du Fromage

don't you bring spongebob squarepants into this

Are you feeling it now, Mr. Tifa???????????????

CRIES LOUDLY MAKE IT STOP

wait. didn't it take three and a half days in the other au? IT TOOK TWO AND A HALF HERE SHIT

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

This is where DJ Kahled enters: YOU PLAYED YOURSELF

counter: it was oral it only half counts they still have time

True. And they didn't have sweaty Fighting time which is a different kind of virginity for them