themodawakens ([personal profile] themodawakens) wrote in [community profile] tfa_kink2016-01-13 02:14 pm
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+ All comments except fills should be posted anonymously.
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+ One prompt per comment please.
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+ prompts should not exceed ~250 words.
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fill: ennui

(Anonymous) 2016-01-20 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"How can you sleep at a time like this?"

Kylo's eyes stayed shut but an eyebrow moved. His lips twisted. "Aren't you used to boredom?"

Rey huffed and plopped down onto the ground beside to him. Stranded on a unknown planet together, she did not wish to think about the why or the how. The grass around them grew in thick blades that brushed past her elbows. The earth was damp beneath her and tall trees stretched high above like giants with their arms reaching out and closing them in. A giant slept beside her too. Not slept but lay still. She could see his pale face and dark hair and black clothes hidden between the blades of grass, a silent predator in wait. Rey could not sit still. She fidgeted. She tested the Force for guidance or any sense of where they might be.

"What do you suggest?" she said.

"How did you like the pass the time?"

"When?"

"In the desert."

She was not used to a personal line of questioning from him that did not involve duress or an ulterior motive (and most times both).

"Why do you care?"

"I don't care. But I know you're used to waiting."

Rey kept fidgeting. "I don't like waiting anymore."

"Then don't."

"Is this some Dark Side teaching?"

"Call it a life lesson."

She snorted.

"Elegant as always, Rey."

She never knew how to feel whenever he called her by name.

"What are you suggesting? Get to the point."

"I can make you come."

Rey went perfectly still. Kylo seemed to take this as a signal to continue; his eyes remained closed.

"You need to relax. I need to release some tension. I'd like to know how you taste. Don't make me move. Take off your robes and—"

"Have you gone mad?"

"Not yet. Trust me. This will help."

"Trust you," she scoffed. She stood up and stretched, staring down at him. Still his eyes were closed.

"What are you waiting for?"

He looked like a ghost, a strange spirit borne of this strange earth, and she knew he was nothing natural or good but his human voice had always affected her. Something stirred in her gut and in the hard-soft spot between her thighs that she had left unexplored and something in her chest that pulsed whenever challenged.

She said nothing and shook off her boots, pulled down her pants and undergarments, and went to move—

"Everything," he said. She yanked her arm wrappings free, almost ripping one apart, and her tunic and her vest and chest bindings. She was naked now. She felt like a strange spirit too. She walked towards him, lost and tired of waiting. She placed a bare foot either side of his head and he opened his eyes so he could see her very center.

"Perfect," he said and she could swear that the breath drifting out of his lungs was heating her. A hand reached out and clasped her ankle. His hand encased the joint and her knees weakened; he guided her down with the Force and his eyes and his thumb that stroked the back of her heel. "I can smell you." She felt unclean. "No, it's not unclean; it's you. All heat and sand—" His mouth took her in as she settled upon him.

"Ah." His tongue spelled out the rest. Hot and wet; that was her as well as him. She leaned back, felt her nipples harden. Something touched them too. His touch seemed to reach her everywhere, though one hand still held her ankle while the other worked over his crotch. His mouth though: oh his mouth. Her head fell back and she saw the tops of the trees, flickers of light between their jealous fingers that would not set them free.

He kissed her center, sucked and licked the tender flesh that felt unfamiliar to her, his voice in her head whispering like a dirty secret.

You taste like salt. Like scrap metal and sweat. You taste like you've been waiting for this.

The tender flesh clenched, a spasm that rippled like it was guided by the Force. She stretched back, felt her pelvis push down against him, felt his hands take her narrow waist between their vast spans and hold her in place. She would not move if rescue came and she was promised the truth of who she was or where she came from because right now she was purely a citizen of Kylo Ren's face.

He smiled against her; she heard his laugh inside her head. You can stay for as long as you want.

"I might grow bored," she said and her body slumped back against him. She turned her head and her cheek brushed something hard beneath rough fabric. She heard the sweet stutter of his breath. Probably not bored, she thought, and reached out to find his belt.

Re: fill: ennui

(Anonymous) 2016-01-24 10:16 am (UTC)(link)
This right here, this is the tits.

Re: fill: ennui

(Anonymous) 2016-02-02 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)
This is great! I especially love how he described her scent and taste, and the part about them both feeling like strange spirits, stuck together in this beautiful place. Bravo, anon.

Re: fill: ennui

(Anonymous) 2016-05-07 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
God, I love the proprietary feeling Rey has, like she belongs on her throne...and how Kylo totally supports it. <3