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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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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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[ Honestly just staring at this au dumpster fire like wtf who let this happen. Definitely not me.

Also man we’re gonna say he was leaning down because otherwise she’d have to climb his body to get to his mouth.

Ben leans into her kiss returning the sentiment fully. Ready to shuck off the awkwardness of that Entire exchange and unwind a bit. He’ll release his hold on her hand to find her back, run over the material of her new clothes and draw her close. The bond helps ease him back into this. No need for panic or worry. ] Sounds good.

[ that’s murmired against her mouth as he pulls her back to the bunk.

Just push him down and take the lead rey. Let’s all go to hell. ]

[ His tugging spurs her on. Yes. Good. See, this is where she'd thought it was going before. This fits with the door locking. Luke can wait. She puts one hand on Ben's shoulder when they reach the bunk, pushing him down to sit on it, then straddles his lap as she had been.

Not because she intends to ruin his boundaries, but because she wants to take her time here and just enjoy the closeness. The Force is purring like a contented cat in the sunlight right about now, nesting warmth in her chest as she gets her arms around his shoulders, diving into a hungrier, more open kiss. It's fumbling still — she isn't quite sure how much of anything is too much. She's too vigorous almost with her tongue. But she's committed.

And that's when she takes his hand and instead of putting it on her ass, which worked out poorly last time, she helps him slide it up under her shirt to settle on her bare waist. Let him take the hint. Please let him take the hint. ]

[ Like he needs a hint to grab your tits ~~Yes he does~~.

She opens her mouth to him and he meets her tongue with his own, tilting his head and wanting to steal the air from her lungs. When his hands hit her skin, she's warm and pliant and his hands skim up along her rib cage to cup and press into her breasts. Thumbs flick over her nipples as he draws her tongue into his mouth and slowly sucks on it.

It's as if the air around them is on fire. Their bond sings and chases away the dark, he wants to be locked in this with her for the rest of his life. ]

[ The soft attention he gives to her breasts, the gentle suck of her tongue, has her moaning into his mouth, No one's ever been so careful with her before. No one else has been this intimate with her period, but Rey didn't even recognize that softness such as this could exist. He doesn't seize her for his own. He worships her, explores her, drinks up whatever she is willing to give.

His hands are warm and huge, covering so much of her that she feels dwarfed. She may as well be wrapped up with some alien species, for the size difference between them.

She breaks the kiss to urge him on. ] Yes. Like that. [ It's not quite perfunctory, but she doesn't mince her meaning. She wants to direct him properly, and she has no compunctions about doing so straightforwardly. ] You can pinch them if you want. Or your mouth— [ She curls one hand in his hair, fingers scraping against his scalp. ] Please, just — More.

[ She's vocal and demanding and he doesn't mind. A soft groan is pulled from his mouth when she pulls at his hair and he's hers. She could ask anything of him and he'd want to provide. He attempts to do so now. Moving his mouth's attention away from hers, down her jaw and neck as his hands pinch at her nipples and then push the shirt up past her breasts.

He's not making a move to take it off yet, he has to admit he likes something about the look of her disheveled and wanting. His mouth finds one of her breasts then. First peppering it with soft presses of his mouth before sucking at the stiff peaks of her nipples. Looking to draw a reaction from her. ]

[ It works. The soft kisses get her back arching, searching for something more substantial, and when he rewards her by closing his mouth around her nipple, sucking at the stiff bud, she moans openly, pressing her hips into his. It's not something she thinks about, even. Not something performative or enhanced. It's honest. Open.

She doesn't know how to be anything but exposed around him. Like a nerve. The Force thrums, rendering a blanket of silence around them. The rest of the freighter falls away. Rowana, Chewie, Han, all of it. Rey is here and Ben is here and that's all that matters. The rest of them could be listening outside the door and she wouldn't notice.

However it doesn't stop her from recognizing that she's drinking down a lot of what he's giving out to satisfy her request and she's not returning the favor. She drags her fingers down from his hair to scratch at his neck, his shoulders, slipping down his shirt once she finds it's loose enough to sprawl her fingertips and blunt nails across soft, mole-pocked skin. Warmth blooms from the direct contact. ]

Harder. [ She whispers this out sheepishly, burying her face against the crown of his head. ] Your teeth, Ben.

[ The blunt angle of his teeth snag on to the sensitive flesh of her nipple, teasing at it for a moment before he soothes it over with a swipe of his tongue and his lips pressing into her skin. His mind has floated away, lost around the time she moaned and ran her hips against his.

There's a moment where he huffs. Catching his breath before he moves his focus to the other breast. His hands, freed of the burden of breasts, skirt down her sides over her skin and to her ass. His fingers dig into the flesh there and drag her closer, his hips grind upward to meet the movement..

Like, he's not ready for sex, but he will certainly do her the favor (and blue ball--) of this imitation fucking through their clothes. ]

[ She shudders. The jolt of pain twisting into pleasure goes straight between her legs, causing her thighs to squeeze. She isn't familiar enough yet with her body to identify that her inner muscles clench too, nor the fact that the heat she feels is in fact a damp, automatic response to her arousal. She just knows it feels good and warm. A fever, building. ]

Stars, yes.

[ She gasps, rocking into a steady movement to undulate against his hips like a crashing wave, riding him without riding him, growing frustrated with the way her clothes chafe against her swollen and damp folds without relief.

She hasn't forgotten her assurance. He's not ready, and she won't push him. But there are other ways. And she can still see him. She starts pulling off his shirt. ]

[ His mouth creates lewd noises along her skin. Sucking and slurping and there's sure to be a shining slick patch of spit across her breasts. But with the way she gasps and coos while she rides him is sending a distinct thrill to his pants. One that just isn't really cutting it with sucking at her tits.

He shifts his weight and swivels around, tugging at her waist to pull her with him. Then delicately he lays her out on the bed. What a sight she is honestly. Tits shining with spit, red cheeked and wanting for him. A stuttered inhale of breath before he leans over her and nips gently at the rosy peaks of her nipples.

First he tugs off her shirt-- then tugs at any footwear she has on before pulling at her pants. One he's shed her of those, he'll urge her legs around his waist then grind straight against her cunt. No gentle-ness here. He's propped up on an arm above her, breathing heavily with ever strike of his hips to hers.

Shit this was good. Enough to make taking a deep breath a challenge, enough that he wished he had more hands and mouths tbh. He knows he needs time to figure out if he's ready to take the Final Step, but by god this was making him question everything about his self imposed limits.

If her mouth felt that good, if grinding against her through his pants felt that good, he can't fathom was fucking her cunt would feel like. ]

Rey.

[ A plea and a prayer. Hoping she's feeling just as much as he does. ]

[ Moving pliantly under his guidance, Rey sprawls out on the bed beneath him. She helps him wrestle off her shirt and pants until she's exposed. The air feels cold against her cunt and her chest, both wet from his attention in different degrees of directness.

She opens her thighs for him, welcomes his hips against hers and tries to tilt her body to get the angle just right and — Oh. She shudders as the fly of his pants, made stiff by his own arousal, pushes against the sweet spot, that bundles of nerves that makes her croon. She grabs onto his shoulders and plants her feet so she can thrust up to meet him, setting a more insistent pace.

But it's too much. The material too rough. And soon even that becomes frustrating. The whimpered sound she makes before she stops her grinding is more of a sob than anything else. She's never felt so empty, so desperate. She needs him filling her like Jakku needs rain and anything less is only kidding herself.

It's all she's got, though.

Rey sits up on her elbows. ]

Come here.

[ She tells him, reaching for his fly. ]

Let me — [ Words. The fact that she can't say it should probably indicate she shouldn't be doing it, but that's what you get from your fourteen-year-old girlfriend, Ben Solo. She's stubborn, fortunately, so— ] I want to taste you again.

[ Y i k e s. Someone alert Chris Hansen about this thread. Again.

The feel of her grinding with him is exquisite. The heat of her cunt combined with her hands at his shoulders and her feet pulling him in is like an aphrodisiac. Energy swirls around them and practically begs them to continue. He's short of breath and feeling more desperate with every pass of her hips along his and is finding it hard to find a reason to stop.

You know.

Besides the obvious.

SO once Rey sits up, he nearly thinks he's done something wrong until she reaches for his fly. The small action alone sends a jolt straight to his stomach and his erection twitches within them.

His fingers help where she fumbles, and soon enough he's pushing aside fabric and the waist band of his underwear and his cock springs free. Flushed and needy--

And I guess waiting for a fourteen year old to gobble that shit.

Someones gonna arrest me for this shit i s2g ]

[ When he straightens up, makes room for her, helps her get his pants open and out of the way, Rey keeps her legs spread for him. Her neat, pink, fourteen-year-old pussy glistening and exposed for him. She pulls her hand back to reach between them. Like before, she thinks, she can use her slick to help glide her movements on him, but though she's wet, it's not like before. She hasn't come, and she's been grinding into the fabric of his trousers.

She tries anyway, pressing two fingers up into her cunt without warning, huffing out a heavy breath at the intrusion. That sweet, stretching sensation is not the point, though, and she pulls her hand free to find it's still not quite good enough as she grips him.

Rey wets her lips and get a better idea. ]

Lay back.

[ She orders this, then chases him, making room for him to lounge properly on the bunk and then settling herself in a crouch over his legs. She gets a solid grip on him and spits on the heat of his cock for lack of better lubricant. Leave it to the scavenger gremlin to accidentally do something grossly sexy in the name of efficiency.

Then she's using that spit to work her fist over his length, refamiliarizing herself, and — ]

Help me.

[ She looks up at him with those big doe eyes, begging for guidance on how to suck his cock better. ]

Tell me what you want.

[ He follows her commands where she gives them. Laying back on the small bunk as she works his cock. He could have probably found her some lotion but-- you know. She wants to get a mouthful of dick, lotion doesn't enter the equation at that point.

He's just starting to lay back and enjoy this session of statutory rape when she asks for instruction. And you know. He's still just "A dick is a dick ur doin' fine"

But that. Is not helping.

Some how telling her exactly how he liked her sucking his dick makes this all feel more lewd. But we've already established that all of this is a fucking trainwreck so whatever Ben Solo Get on with it. Further this hole you are digging for yourself. ]

I liked how you sucked at the tip of it.

[ His cheeks are flushed and his voice is rough. He's not fully wrecked but he's getting there.

I mean, honestly. LBR. Despite the wrongness of all of this shit, we are all here to watch Ben Solo get wrecked sexually by a fourteen year older. ]

[ The obedience gives her the nice, comfy illusion of control. It's almost like despite being fourteen, she has some capacity to steer the course of this. Someone please stop the fourteen-year-old from steering sex acts. She should not be allowed to steer sex acts.

Rey nods to indicate she's heard him, then starts exploring his length with her tongue, tracing veins and searching along the ridge of his glans, along the slit. She obviously knows where he wants her, now, but she wants to explore too. So her thumb circles his head to keep it stimulated while she kisses back down the shaft to his sack, and she uses her other hand to try and control (or at least limit) the amount of coarse hair getting all up in her face as she tries to get her mouth around one of the firm balls inside and suck, tongue swirling.

I mean, there's no hope of escaping entirely without hair in her mouth, but she's more familiar with him now, and they're in less of a hurry. She wants to get to know him. Her eyes search out his while she sucks and laves at his balls, trying to measure his reaction. ]

[ It's too late. It was too late when they fucking ran into each other. Ben Solo has little impulse control and Rey just wants his dick inside of her at all times. It was Too Late.

And it's more than too late by the time she's licking up his shaft and exploring him like some perverted realization of that image of a little girl with a popsicle. That's what's happening here. Just. Lewdness. He has to lean back on his arms, eyes half hooded and glazed over with lust as he whimpers softly and try to stop himself from bucking into her. She's warm and soft and perfect.

And then she's sucking at his balls?

Like. Color him surprised. He's heard of a lot of sex acts and he knew it was a thing but he didn't... realize he wanted that for himself???

Before he's completely aware of what he's doing, he weaves a hand into her hair and pulls her closer. At the very least he's had a shower, but it probably still Smells down there. Hope you like getting a face full of Ben Solo crotch Rey....

Nevermind, she super enjoys that. What the fuck am I talking about. ]

Rey.

[ Said breathless and quiet. More like a praise of worship than anything else. ]

[ U rite tho.

He's showered, which is great, but by this point there's a distinct musky scent to him that's probably just a result of everyday sweat and the smell of his own body, and Rey drinks it in like it's fucking ambrosia to her. She could stay down here all day, listening to the way he prays her name, and she'd never get tired. His praise is everything, and like this, it's absolute. Unqualified.

She tries to be discrete as she pulls back briefly to pull loose hair off her tongue. It can't be sexy. There's just no way for it to be sexy, and young and inexperienced as she is, she's wrapped up in whether or not she's appealing to him right now.

That's also why the minute she has spared herself hair in her mouth, she's back on his cock, kissing her way up to the head. She opens wide, grips him at the base and rubs the head along her tongue. There's just so much of him, compared to anything else she's had in her — mouth or otherwise. It's intimidating and arousing all at once.

Her cunt throbs. She slides one hand down to cup against it; she's not dextrous enough to tend to herself and him at once, but the contact at least subdues some of the ache. Then she closes her mouth around him and sucks at the head of his cock, her tongue swirling against it while her other hand pumps the length of him that she didn't take in her mouth yet. ]

[ The soft whimpers and moans just increase in volume now. No longer restricted to being in a room which is just a few yards from his father and chewbacca, he's now allowing himself to be more vocal, especially considering it just urges her on. The pleasure her tongue breeds is like a soft fur rubbing at him, edging him closer and closer to completion. His heart pounds in his rib cage and his breath is being stolen away.

His head falls back, eyes close as he tries his best to not writhe. He should have more self control- but then again he's fucking a kid so we all know he lacks Any of that.

And then he feels her want to have him shoved inside of her right as she starts to suck on the head of his cock and it's too much. That is asking too much of his self control as he bucks his hips up into her mouth.

Sorry for your gag reflex, Rey. ]

[ A choking sound spills out of the back of her throat as the muscles there close up to try and keep him from going too deep. It only has the effect of strangling around him, tight and hot and wet and delicious before she's pulling back and sputtering slightly. Her eyes are wide like she's worried she has messed up somehow, so as soon as she has hacked the saliva he shoved back there free and caught her breath, she's delving in again.

And she tries to bring him into her mouth as deep as she can, accepting his thrust to mean that's what he wants. Her eyes are slightly watery with the effort, furthered by the fluttering fear of gagging, but she gets most of him into her mouth, the head of his cock brushing lightly against the back of her throat.

She sucks lightly at him, as though trying to drink him down further. And that just means there's a lot of saliva collecting in her mouth. Some of it dribbles out the corner of her lips, but the bulk of it collects near the back of her tongue. She struggles to swallow around him, but she doesn't want to pull him free. So again the muscles of her mouth and throat squeeze around him, wringing pleasure from him by force.

Does he want her to move? Should she just stay like this? It's hard when he'd been the one to buck back this far and she's just trying to give him what he wants, so she reaches up to touch his hand where it holds in her hair and closes her fingers around his, encouraging him to steer if he know what he wants from this.

She trusts him.

(She should not.) ]

[ OKAY but AT LEAST HE DOESNT WANT TO ACTIVELY HURT HER OKAY??? And the only reason he doesn't stop NOW is because his eyes are closed and just

This thread is a fucking mess.

He cries out when she takes him deep into her throat-- she squeezes him and sucks him in. He wasn't writhing before, but he is now. He's never had it felt so good before.

And it's wrong. Part of him can feel that this is wrong. He feels wrong and dirty and like he needs to be punished for this-- what the fuck is he doing to her? Why is he letting her do this? Just to get his dick wet? He should be ashamed and a large part of him is ashamed.

But then her fingers find his and he looks at her.

Just a beautiful mess. Saliva making her face shine and her lips nearly at the base of him. Her eyes big and bright and their bond hums around them.

He wants to fuck her-- shove his cock all the way inside of her and cum into her so much that he'll mark her as his forever. Ruin her for anyone else. She's his. His alone. No one else could be allowed to see her like this.

Slowly he uses the fingers in her hair to guide her up and down on his cock as his hips begin to buck into her and set a tempo.

And I jump straight into a portal to hell. ]

[ That rough, possessive flicker doesn't convey in specifics. The images don't relay over the bond. But the feeling. The intent. Rey picks up on it, and she groans around him because she wants it too. She wants him to belong to her and no one else. It's not so unfathomable, is it? The two of them finding a ship, escaping all of this, outrunning the dark and clinging desperately to nothing but each other.

He's the only thing in her life that's ever meant something. A hero, like she'd always heard about in stories bought and paid for with portions that she slaved for. He'd saved her from that life. He's special, and if she's his, then she's special too. In that way, her life was his now. And she could fool herself that maybe he belonged a little bit to her too.

She struggles as he sets the pace, slurping and choking and unable to find a place to breathe until she's gasping around him. But experience is the best teacher, and Ben's pleasure is not a subtle thing. It radiates off of him, not just through the bond, but in the sounds he makes, in the way his grip tightens and tugs at her hair.

The head of his cock strikes the roof of her mouth and glides along it, digging back into her throat on each thrust. Rey starts with her hand braced on his hip, trying to give herself limits, trying to ready herself for needing to stop him, but she soon accepts that she simply won't. She won't pull away. She wants him to spend himself in her throat and thrash beneath her and lose control. She wants to be as good for him as she can. His good girl. His.

So instead her hand joins the other between her thighs. She works two fingers into her pussy, which is experiencing a biblical flood at this point. Slick drips down her inner thighs. She gathers some of it onto the fingers of her other hand so it can rub circles into her clit while he thrusts up into her mouth, pulling her face down onto his cock.

She chokes. Hums. Drools. But all the while she sucks at him, ardent in her efforts to satisfy him, desperate for it. Gradually she takes more and more of him, until the guide of his hand at the back of her head has her burying her nose in his pubic hair on each downstroke, taking all of him into her mouth, swallowing him down so the head of his cock nudges down into her throat freely. ]

[ It's glorious, honestly. Letting loose and feeling her slurp and swallow around his cock. Hearing the wet noises as they drown out everything else. His mind can find no other thing he wants to hear more and he's twitching in her hold and her mouth. Then she starts pleasuring herself and he can feel it. Feel how much seeing him like this is turning her on, how much she wants what he wants and how she wants him to own her-- it's dizzying.

Two lonely people who've felt discarded their entire life, suddenly finding the other piece of themselves. This is super healthy right here.

The only way any of this is justified is if Han, Luke, Leia, Paige, and Holdo make it out of this shit alive.

He catches a glimpse of her buried in his pubic hair, her small mouth taking his cock. Her being a child shouldn't turn him on. In fact it should make his dick retract into his body, but that's not what is happening. Feeling like a child running through freshly fallen snow is what is turning him on right now. His cheeks redden more and his thrusts grow even more vigorous-- and then he feels his peak encroaching on him.

The grind of his hips speed up and he moans loudly, unfiltered and deep. And all at once he's caught by his climax, feeling as if he is made up of pure pleasure. His hips snap into her mouth and his hand holds her there. He's lost all sense, he's barely giving her a chance to breathe as his cock is pressed into the back of her throat, but it's hard to have sense when a fourteen year old is sucking you off ig. Idk. I don't have experience in that specific category. But he holds her fast to him as he comes. Spilling himself into her, hips occasionally twitching and jumping against her until he's spent.

Only then will he actually let her go.

Hope u didn't kill her ben. jfc. ]

[ They've found something primal here in one another. Primal and unguarded and, in a way, pure. Rey's eyes shoot wide open as he drags her down on his cock and holds her there, grip strangling, tugging hard against her hair until tears spill freely from her eyes because it's too much.

She can't breathe. Her throat twitches, fighting the urge to gag around him, to heave. The fluttering muscles there only seem to tease him the rest of the way over the edge, though, as though her complete submission to his needs does for him the same thing it does for her. And of course it does. He's always felt inadequate; she'd seen that in him. But Rey, she worships at his altar.

Hot cum jets down her throat, and plenty of it. A gurgling sound escapes her throat as she tries not to choke on it, not to breathe it in while she's wrestling down the urge to desperately pant for breath. She can't focus anymore. Her hands brace on the bunk on either side of him, leaving her cunt all at once, the slick suddenly cold when exposed to the air without attention from her hands. The effect prickles her skin, draws attention to how fucking aroused she is. How desperate. How hungry.

Without another choice, she swallows him down, but she can't get it all. He finally lets up and she coughs as she pulls off his softening cock with a wet sound, and thick semen leaks out of her mouth, dribbling down her chin. It mixes in with her saliva and the tears that run down her face. She gasps and chokes, coughing more, red-faced.

But she doesn't feel hurt. Not emotionally, not in the Force. If anything, she's proud of herself. She'd done this to him. She'd made him feel like this. And in a way, that leaves her feeling satisfied and exhausted, the way a runner might after a marathon.

She collapses against him, kissing her way up his softening length. ]

So good. [ She mumbles this when she can finally compose herself, sucking at her own saliva and the milk remnants of cum smeared along him. ] You taste so good.

[ He lays back, trying to catch his breath and his hold loosening on her hair. When her lips press against his softening erection he jerks a bit with the sensitivity he still feels-- but doesn't make a move to push her away or escape it. There should be clarity once he comes. The realization of how fucked he is if he's seeking validation and belonging from a child. Instead he finds himself hungry for more. He wants to push inside of her and make her weep for him.

His dick, fortunately, is having none of that. It's like "i'm out for a while okay boss? we'll get some under age pussy in a few. Gotta charge up the balls again". So he's left on his own. In this shameful bullshit.

His arms are still jelly when he gathers enough air to speak. He can incline his head to look at her but not much more.

Which... even then. She's just. Lookin' great to him. Fucking wrecked and just. Great. ]

Come here. [ He weakly gestures with his hand and fingers. a slight move of his wrists. ] I want you to sit on my face.

[ No excuse for that shit. Just always wanted to write that line. ]

[ Rey looks

confused.

Because Ben seems to have forgotten that he's fucking a fourteen-year-old and that women know a lot more about male sexuality than about female sexuality. Because Star Wars is not immune to sexism. She searches his face. ]

Sit … on your face?

[ She straightens. ]

Why?

[ Man we have learned how Not Immune star wars is to sexism and the only upside to any of this is at least Ben Solo is not just gonna let her suck his dick and then roll over to go to sleep.

Eat that underage veal pussy with gusto ben. ]

I want to taste you. [ I'm just trying to come up with bracket text and all I am getting is:

] I promise, it will feel good.

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https://literaldumpsterfire.dreamwidth.org/927.html?thread=671#cmt671 For u as I get back to tags

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I had to get a full nights rest to enter back into this shit

understandable

Lets count how many tags it takes before I try to justify this shit in bracket text to ease my guilt

places my bets on 2 tags

I thought it would happen this tag, but it didn't.

me, this whole tag: yikes yikes yikes

SHIT YOU WERE RIGHT.

commits to hell with this tag i guess

someone save child bride rey

please anyone

ur not allowed to plead YOU ASKED FOR THIS.

puts face in hands as i go hard into the underage thing

you are complicit in this debauchery.