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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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[ 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.

[

]

[ She reaches up to wipe at the spend that has dribbled out on her chin. It looks for a moment like she might just be cleaning herself up, but then she sucks on her fingers to savor the salty taste of his climax and —

Alright, she deserves this. Bitch earned it. ]

I trust you.

[ She shifts, bracing herself on the top of the bunk as she scoots up his body and kneels on either side of his head. It's very awkward. She can't seem to get the height right here. To what extent should she shove her cunt into his face? She isn't sure. She sinks down a little in the hips, at least bringing the wet mess of her folds in range for him. ]

Like this?

[ One of the only good things about this: Rey will never have to know what a selfish partner is. And will probably be confounded when she hears other women complain about dudes who get off and then walk away. OR WOMEN WHO FAKE ORGASMS.

He will guide her, at least we can say that on this path to hell he is being helpful. Hands holding her thighs as she positions herself and pulling at her legs so she is essentially sitting on his shoulders. A few more nudges and she's right where she needs to be. ]

Perfect.

[ His warm breath is brushing against her needy cunt as he says that. But he won't give her much time to contemplate that sensation before he presses his mouth against her. A soft kiss to her folds before he runs his tongue across the length of her sex, savoring the taste and feel of it and waiting for her reaction. ]

[ Rey searches the wall and ceiling for appropriate handholds but the truth is that the BUNKS IN HAN'S FREIGHTER ARE NOT DESIGNED FOR THIS. We're all shocked. It's because Leia would never be caught dead in this thing, let's be honest.

But she's distracted from the search quickly enough by the soft, warm puff of breath of his exhale. It prickles on her skin, leaves her slick feeling cool in the wake of it. That chill doesn't last.

The sudden contact draws a gasp, almost closer to a yelp, out of her. She's never felt anything like it. Even coated in slick, her fingers cannot compare to the softness of his lips, the wet slide of his tongue. Everything is soft and slippery and warm and her eyes flutter shut with appreciation for the feeling.

It is perfect. ]

Yes. [ She breathes that out in encouragement, as though he needs it. This was his idea. How the hell had he known about this? She'll have to ask him. But for now, she's not asking anything, just trying to keep her legs steady.

Everything is more, given how sensitive her itching arousal has made her over the course of sucking him off. She'd been desperate to come, inching towards it while he fucked her throat, and now — the softness is so contrary to the brutal, punishing pace he'd set as he fucked her that she's even more sensitive to it. ] Oh, keep going.

[ yikes. i mean yikes. if han knew what ben was usin his sex education for right now there'd just be so much hell to pay. just. yikes.

Oh well. Not worrying about that now. Worrying about making her come, paying back what she gave him. Making up for not sticking his dick in her cunt yet i guess.

His strokes are languid at first. Familiarizing himself with her taste and texture. She's musky, tangy and a hint of sweet. He dips his tongue in deeper along her folds, pressing against her entrance before he starts to suck at her.

He can't get enough. From here he can smell her, she drips on to him-- into his mouth, against his chin, she's even leaking enough that he feels her arousal against his nose when he buries himself deeper into her. His nose with bump against her clit a few times before he moves his focus, kissing up to the nub before wrapping his lips around it and sucking there.

If anything else you can call Ben Solo attentive. He's intent on bringing her blinding pleasure. ]

[ He takes his time. She doesn't realize it until he has worked his way up to her clit and started sucking ardently at it that the rest was just exploration because it felt incredible, better than anything she's ever felt. As ready as she is, as wanting, she could have come from that alone, she thinks, but this … this is better. What a shame it would have been to miss this.

Rey has ascended to a higher plane, she's certain. Her body is weightless and floating, but simultaneously rife with a tension that only the soft, attentive efforts of his mouth can soothe. He's stoking the fire and putting it out all at once. It's impossible. A paradox. A —

She cries out, soft and lilting, a tremor picking up in her thighs. It's hard not to squirm away from his mouth, but Rey is pragmatic and has a strong command of her own body. It's the only thing that's kept her alive this long. So she holds resolutely still to let him work, and she's rewarded. Wave after wave of pleasure laps up at her, dragging her deep and deeper into this fever. ]

So good. [ She reiterates this more than once as he works, and after a few moments, begins to actually rock her hips into the feeling, drawing more out of it.

Her cunt twitches, throbs, with the pleasure he gives her. The walls clench up around nothing and she becomes keenly aware of the absence, the void inside of her. She wants him. Wants to bury him all the way to the hilt and ride him until his spend is overflowing from her cunt just as it had out of her mouth, but — Not today. Not today.

Still, she pleas. ] More. [ A whimper punctuates this. She has to be more specific she knows. So — ] I want you in me, Ben, please.

[ I'm questioning Ben's morals here because-- he knows what she wants and his body wants it too. His dick practically twitches back to life with the plea and- he's still hesitant because he doesn't have protection and he's not sure he's ready for that specific act yet. And.

I'm questioning u rn Ben Solo.

Continues to remind myself that he is not with Snoke and the First Order does not get Kylo Ren and Han Solo will not die at the hands of his son and Luke Skywalker has not fled in shame. Continues to do this. Pour hand sanitizer down my throat.

But he continues to suck at her clit while he hums in consideration. One of his hands slides down over her ass and then to her thighs, where he presses in between to slip a finger into her entrance.

Finding technicalities??? Yes. That should be the title of this whole fucking AU. Finding Technicalities and justifications and excuses. ]

[ The keening sounds he makes — sharp, sudden, full — would argue that this is not a technicality but exactly what she had wanted. Her inner walls clamp down around him, fluttering, squeezing. Desperately drinking up the friction and pressure he provides her with. ]

Yes, yes, yes.

[ She chants it like a prayer. Like the prayer we should both be saying that someone forgives us for this hot mess. Rey grips the wall and rocks with it, both to get his finger pumping in and out of her and to tease her clit on his tongue at new angles and varying degrees of pressure.

It's good. As good as she's ever felt it and then some. It's a wonder she's not just a drooling, paralyzed mess right now. ]

Oh, I'm close. [ She offers it in encouragement, praise. ]

[ Oh thank god because he was a few seconds away from just flipping her over and taking that young tight pussy while she just asked him with big eyes "am i doing this right onii-san??? do i feel good to you??" and straight to hell. No one will forgive us. No one.

Speaking of lack of forgiveness. He's slipping another finger into her, pushing in time with her hips so he can get deeper within her- then scissoring and stretching her. All while his mouth continues to work at her clit, sucking and stroking it with his tongue. Flicking across it before running long smooth paths. Occasionally he'll take as much of her cunt and folds as he can fit into his mouth and suck harshly, before resuming his precision work.

And by god what the fuck is wrong with you Ben Solo??? Not even with Snoke and you've somehow turned into a predator. SMDH ]

[ The second finger pushes in and stretches her open and — stars, his hands are just so big compared to hers, compared to anything else she's used to satisfy herself. It's as startling as it was the first time. Her breaths get short, each one shuddering out with a gasp as he spreads her and allows his tongue to find just the right angle against her clit.

She's coming undone before she knows it, cresting, and her vision tunnels then, and she's blind with pleasure and practically howling with how good it feels. The tremor carries down through her thighs, a whole-body shudder racking her until she bows forward and presses her forehead to the wall of the bunk, whimpering.

Her hips jerk away from him, trying to spare herself the overstimulation. But she's still here, over him, sweating and panting and —

Wow. For a minute she just … hovers there. Panting. Catching her breath. ]

[ He kissed and slurped her through to her orgasm, honestly the sounds alone are probably illegal-- and once she snaps into a bow with pleasure he eases her down. Every movement becoming less frantic and urgent. The intensity of his mouth ratchets down until he presses a simple kiss to her cunt.

Like... good job underage pussy. You took that statutory rape really well.

He makes no immediate motion to move, enjoying being so close to her pulsing over stimulated cunt. One of his hands stays on her thigh as a comfort, the other pulls out of her, bringing it to his mouth so he can suck her off of his fingers and begin wiping at his face so he can do the same there.

The worst part is he just wants to marathon fuck this child until she's shaking and begging for him to continue and to stop all at once and i'm just y i k e s. ]

[ Slowly, inexpertly, she sits back on his chest, pulling her jellied limbs out from under her and trying to … slip back down his body. But she's clearly lost her awareness of her limbs and of her body and the space it occupies and she staggers her way into a position where she can finally slump down against him, curled up like a satiated cat, tangled in his limbs and pressing her face into his neck.

She can smell her own arousal on him where it sticks to his chin, to his hands, to his mouth. She shudders with satisfaction and embarrassment, noticing it and realizing that it's her. It elicits a punctuating twitch from her cunt which still convulses with the aftershocks of her orgasm. ]

Are we going to have to stop doing this when we go to Luke's?

[ She asks this seriously because she can see that Chewie not giving a shit is pretty much the only reason they've gotten away with it this long. 'This long' here being ... one day. Two fumbling sexual encounters. ]

no subject

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.

i'm going to hell

don't worry. Hell is run by cats. And considering all the ones i've saved we'll be vips

this is a compelling argument and i'm fine with it now

our rooms will be reylo themed tbqh. And we can have devil horns

my office already is reylo themed am i in hell

I had to go to church and confess and then pray for forgiveness

i should do that

God has already informed me we have left his light.

he right tho

Me with every tag:: What did i get myself into?

a big ol' mess