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OP here, thank you so much! It doesn't matter how smart and well trained people are, social engineering is just sometimes going to win.

"They're a holdover from when we used to claim each other with a bite. Don't really do that anymore. But the biting urge is still there to some extent," Poe explains in a rambling fashion. "And they were good for hunting. They mostly stay retracted until we open wide. Or get angry. Or aroused. I hope it doesn't bother you. If it does..." Poe trails off with a shrug.

"Why would it bother me? I mean, unless you're - " Finn cuts himself off with a shake of his head. "Can I see them? I want to see them." He had noticed that a few of Poe's teeth looked a bit sharper and longer than they did on most people but it was nothing too obvious. He probably would not have noticed if he did not spend so much time staring at Poe's mouth in the first place. There is something fascinating

The honest, eager look on Finn's face is encouraging and flattering. Poe gives him a small grin before opening his mouth and letting his fangs extend. It is a bit awkward to be displaying his fangs for someone in a situation that is not aggressive but Finn seems to be enthralled by his longer, sharper upper canines and the shorter, less sharp upper lateral incisors and lower canines.

Poe's fangs are longer than Finn was expecting. Still, as intimidating as the length of them is, he finds them to actually be a bit of a turn on. The tip of the left canine is a little jagged, as it had been chipped. Before he can think it through, Finn is reaching up to brush his thumb over the broken canine. "What happened?" he asks, expecting a fight or crash to have been the cause.

"Hmm?" Poe lets his jaw relax slowly, fangs retracting as he does so. His tongue brushes over the left canine, just barely catching a trace of Finn's taste. "Chipped it on a cup of all things," Poe drawls with a lopsided, slightly-embarrassed grin.

Finn blinks at him slowly, before bursting out laughing at the ridiculousness of Poe's answer. "A cup, seriously?"

"Well, it was metal. And stop laughing," Poe tries to sound stern but fails as Finn's laughter is catching. He wraps an arm around Finn's shoulders and presses his forehead to Finn's, rather enjoying the way Finn's breath hitches a bit at the contact. "Stop laughing and kiss me," he breathes out while fighting his own laughter down.

Finn's tongue darts out over his lower lip at Poe's demand. He is still chuckling lightly when he leans in to press his lips to Poe's. It is awkward to kiss when both of them keep chuckling. Finn insists that he is trying to stop laugh when Poe murmurs for him to stop against his lips.

Eventually, they manage to settle down and find a pleasant rhythm of lips against lips. Then Poe's tongue darts out against Finn's lips. Finn's hands squeeze Poe's waist tightly as he parts his lips for Poe's tongue. He lets Poe's tongue dart into his mouth a few times, lapping at it with his own before he decides that he want to try it for himself.

"Mind the fangs," Poe murmurs after pulling away when Finn's tongue slips into his mouth. Getting a nod in response, he presses his lips against Finn's again. He parts his lips in invitation, which Finn takes eagerly. Poe gives Finn's tongue a little, playful nip, taking care to not draw blood with his fangs. He grins and firmly gives Finn's tongue a stroke with his when Finn's arms wind completely around his waist and pull him even closer in response to the nip.

After a few minutes of their tongues darting back a forth, they break away to catch their breaths. Poe offers Finn a cheeky, pleased grin with just a hint of his fangs showing at the dazed look on Finn's face. "Good?" he asks.

Finn's eye dart down to Poe's fangs and he licks his lips before looking back up at Poe's eyes. "More than good," he assures him with a grin. "More than good." He leans back in for another kiss.

Ahaha, chipped his fangs on a cup! That's so mundane and funny <3 And awww, laughing kissing! Such a sweet fill.

I was going to have him chip his fang in a fight or crash but then I decided chipping it in some totally lame way would be much more fun. :) I'm glad you liked it!

haha oh man! i would so give to see an entire fic about "Inspector Doe Pameron"

Not OP, but perfect drabble, if you ask me :D

Oh my god YES!

lmao, Poe's spy game is strong (and hilarious)!

I like to imagine that when Poe is interrogated in TFA, Kylo questions him about mysterious master infiltrator Doe Pameron, scourge of the First Order. "PAMERON MUST BE A FORCE USER, HOW ELSE COULD HE GET TROOPERS TO JUST LET HIM GO?" "Maybe he's just chill?" "TF IS CHILL?"

Awww, that's so creepy-cute. I'm imagining Kylo and Hux jr jr discussing their lightsaber color scheme motivations all intensely.

Brendol Hux III: Mine is the shade of coward's blood spilled in my name.
Kylo Ren: MINE'S RED BECAUSE RED IS BADASS

This is my favorite one of your drabble fills, anon. And I LOVE all your drabble fills! This is just a complete, perfect slice of fic. <3

yassssss everythimg about this is perf +100 AA

(http://s119.photobucket.com/user/zillionstars/media/kylorenstolefortycakes.jpg.html)

A quick art fill for you! Who needs to steal cakes on a cart when you've got the force? :D

Purple really is his color! ;)

OP and torn between smiling and crying for Leia.

OMG LOOK AT THIS GLORIOUS PERFECTION

That's the best/most inappropriate use of the Force, yet!

Oh my god, this picture made my day. XD

Hello. So I'm not familiar with SW or these boys yet, but I'm working on it. For some reason this didn't turn out cracky as I'd hoped but enjoy. :)

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There was a knock on his door and Kylo didn’t need to use the Force to know who was on the other side of it. His expression settled into a scowl as he fluidly got up from his meditation pose. Hux knew better than to disturb him during these times.

“We’re getting married,” the former General said without preamble before the door was even fully open.

“What?” Kylo was not one for surprises, but he couldn’t think of a better retort before Hux thrust a small black box towards him. “Why?”

The redhead’s lips briefly flattened out to a thin line of displeasure. “We’re going to be on trial for war crimes.” The you idiot was left unsaid but Kylo heard it anyway and narrowed his eyes as he used the Force to take the box from the other man.

He turned the little box over in his hands; it looked so delicate in his palm. He opened the lid to reveal a wedding band nestled inside a brilliant red silk interior. The band was a simple enough design, an onyx ring with a band of platinum in the middle.

“If we’re married then we can’t be forced to testify against one another,” Hux continued on. He looked a little thinner, purple bruises of exhaustion smudging under his eyes, but his gaze was no less sharply focused. “I did the research myself. Although it’s an archaic law it will still be held up during our trials.”

Ren smirked, unable to help himself despite the situation they were in. “Why Hux, I never knew you cared,” he said with a teasing lilt to his voice. The smirk got wider when Hux directed that furious gaze at him, a high flush on his cheeks. It was so much easier to get to the other man these days.

“Just put the ring on,” Hux ground out with forced civility. “I have someone coming by later with documents the both of us need to sign to make it official.” Hux waved his hand in the air, and this was the first time Kylo noticed the other man was wearing a matching ring. “Good day, Lord Ren,”Hux said before smartly stepping out the door to make his way down the halls.

Married. Him? Kylo thoughtfully turned over the ring box. He’d never even thought about it even as a kid. His par- *Ben’s* parents had been married for a time when Ben was young. Even then, they never wore wedding rings. It was a custom almost all but forgotten, a relic of ghosts long since passed. But sometimes those ghosts had a way of finding you.

Kylo slipped the ring on and was unsurprised it was a perfect fit. The weight was unfamiliar on his ring finger but not altogether unpleasant. He settled back into a light meditation with thoughts of marriage on his mind. There was another custom about marriage that Kylo remembered and he made a mental note to look into it later. Personally, he thought Hux would look great in white.

“Padmé Jr. Skywalker, I am your father!”

“Nooooooooooo!!!!!!”

“Get down from that tree this instant before I make you!” The words are growled out in annoyance that is quickly tipping toward anger.

“Never!” A young female voice squeaks, as small hands grip tightly to the trunk of a large tree.

The tree hums under the little girl’s fingers as though reaching out to soothe, the tree’s leaves rustle and seem to reach toward the tall angry figure of the father to calm as well.

Ben Skywalker, once Ben Organa-Solo, once Kylo Ren; crooks a finger toward his daughter, using the Force to snatch her up and away from the high branches of the Force Tree. “I warned you.”

Padmé squeals in delight as she’s gently lowered into her father’s waiting arms, trying to squirm out of the tight grip he locks around her. “Papa!”

“Oh no, you were warned about climbing that tree without supervision, and now you will face the consequences.” Ben’s long fingers quickly find the right spots on her sides and soon she’s laughing shrilly, trying with renewed vigour to get away.

“Mercy papa! Mercy!” The tickling doesn’t stop and soon Padmé has tears of laughter sliding down her rosy little cheeks. “I’m sorry Papa! I won’t ever do it again!”

Ben stops his tickling, looking down at his daughter with an appraising look. “Promise?”

Padmé nods solemnly. “Pilot’s honour.”

“I don’t know if you should believe her Ben, pilots are notorious liars.” An amused voice says from the doorway.

“Notoriously bad liars,” Ben says with an amused snort, allowing Padmé to slide out of his arms and run toward the door of the house.

“Daddy!” Padmé shouts excitedly, holding her little arms up so that she can be lifted up to look at the small body bundled in her Daddy’s left arm. “Ani!”

Little baby Ani burbles happily at her, waving little fists in greeting at his big sister. Padmé holds out the hand that isn’t around her Daddy’s shoulders for stability and lets Ani take hold of one of her fingers, sticking it in his mouth to suck on.

Ben walks over and wraps his arms around his husband, burying his face in the shorter man’s curls. “Poe Skywalker, your daughter is a menace just like you.”

“Well if we’re going to play it that way,” Poe says grinning and tilting his head up for a kiss. “Then you son is just like you; needy and demanding all my attention.”

Chuckling Ben doesn’t deny his words as he complies and kisses the man he loves, ignoring Padmé’s shout of ‘ewwwww’ practically in his ear. For his part Poe only chuckles and kisses him back.

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Ben|Kylo/Poe is kind of my OTP so that's the pairing I went with (also because I don't write enough happy fics with them). Hope you enjoyed!

I like happy Ben/Poe too, and this made me happy

Great

Hey anon, I did a short fill for your prompt: http://archiveofourown.org/works/6366001

It's more crack than seriousness, but I hope you like it anyway.

Kylo if you try to carry Hux over the threshold there's an even chance he'll use the proximity to go for your throat...

YOU ARE PERFECT AND WONDERFUL AND YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH THIS HAS BRIGHTENED MY DAY!

I'm the OP, in a browser update I lost all my bookmarks so only just read this and it's absolutely amazing, thank you so so much.

I love the pacing, the dynamic, the dialogue and you nailed like twelve other of my secret kinks (begging for permission to cum nghhh).

Thank you again, just extraordinary!!! <3

Aww.

and that's terrible!

(and by terrible, I mean hilarious. thank u)

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