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PROMPT POST #6- CLOSED
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[Fill] Watching You Drown, Watching You Scream [2/?]
(Anonymous) 2016-06-07 02:24 pm (UTC)(link)This chapter is mostly flashback. Warning for non-con
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As he sleeps Poe dreams about the past, days long gone but fondly remembered.
”When this war is over what do you think you’ll do?” The question comes from Finn, his gaze not straying from the clouds over head.
The three of them are lying cuddled together on a blanket and watching the clouds. They’ve just finished eating the food that Poe made for a picnic and now they’re just enjoying the nice weather and each others company. Nearby BB-8 is rolling around in the grass inspecting anything that catches their eye.
Poe hums thoughtfully, considering the question. “My parents grew up under the Empire and they fought for the entirety of their youth against it. Da said he was never happier than the first few years living on Yavin IV with Mum and me. Even after Mum died he still said the days there were the best of his life.”
“So does that mean you’re going to find yourself a little ranch on some remote moon?” Rey asks, turning to peer at him from Finn’s other side.
“Only if I have the two best people in the Galaxy joining me, otherwise it’s not worth it.” Poe grins over at Rey. “I’d be content to farm, look after runyips, and spend my days fixing up old droids and ships. Maybe, just maybe, settle down with a few children?” He’ holds his breath, afraid of what they’ll say, which is why he poses it as a question.
Both Rey and Finn are looking at him in awe and with a sort of fragile hope, and it hurts his heart to see it. Neither Rey nor Finn grew up with a family and Poe wants to offer them everything that they missed out on.
He licks his lips nervously. “I-if that’s maybe what you want? We don’t have to have our own, we could adopt, I’m sure there’s tons of war orphans out there.” He knows he’s starting to babble due to nervousness. “Or maybe just adopt a bunch of animals or something.”
When Rey and Finn launch at him and bury him in a mini dog pile, Poe releases an ‘oooff!’ of surprise.
“I-is that a yes or a no?” He asks still feeling nervous and uncertain; he can’t make himself look up at the expressions on their faces.
“Poe Dameron!” Rey says, putting her hands on his face to turn his head and make him look at her and Finn. “Of course we want a family with you. Whether that’s with children or an army of droids, it doesn’t matter as long as we’re with you.”
Finn is nodding in agreement. “You’re the only family that we’ve ever had and of course we want to stay with you and continued growing our family.”
Poe’s heart swells as he pulls them in close; he just loves them both so much.
Suddenly there’s a hand in his head up by his hair roughly and another tugging at the gold slave collar around his neck. “You’re going to give me so many children Pet. I’ll breed you until you’re just a hollow shell and then I’ll use you for my own pleasure until I tire of you.” Poe is forced to look into his Master’s cruel pink eyes. “You’ll learn to love every minute of it, I promise you that.”
The words aren’t a promise at all they’re a threat and Poe knows it.
“Get in my lap Pet; I want to feel your stomach as I breed you.”
Fighting back a shudder of disgust Poe does as he’s told, settling himself on Master’s lap. The feel of his Master’s erection entering his new parts is always revolting and Poe squeeze’s his eyes shut trying to imagine he’s somewhere else as Master moans in pleasure at the sensation. One of his Master’s large hands goes around Poe to rest on belly, still pudgy from his last child.
Master rocks his hips so that Poe can feel every inch of him movie. “You’re beautiful Pet, it’s why I chose you; but you glow when you’re carrying my child.” He pinches the skin of Poe’s stomach, and Poe can’t keep in the yelp of pain that the action causes. “When you’re round and full I want nothing more than to push you down and fuck you more. Maybe I will next time; I’ll use your ass and make you take me on all fours so I can wrap my arms around your swollen belly.”
Poe shakes his head, wanting to deny Master’s word but he has no power here; he is nothing more than the man’s pet pleasure slave and breeding bitch. Once he may have been someone but now he is no one and he knows that because it’s been a year and no one has come for him.
No one will even come for him.
Poe wakes with disappear heavy in his heart and tears in his eyes. It’s a struggle to fight back the urge to cry, but experience has taught him to keep his emotions in check. Master delights in tormenting him with them, reminding him that he belongs to the man fully. There will be no escape for Poe, except for one day in death and that day will be a long time coming if Master had his way.
Distantly he registers the sound of machines beeping. As awareness slowly returns Poe realizes that he’s attached to the machines. Pushing past the feeling of grogginess he presses a hand to his stomach taking in the lack of bulge. Another child delivered but did this one survive?
“I can see the thoughts swirling around your head Pet. My son was born healthy, although it was almost at the cost of your life.”
Poe turns toward Master’s voice, blinking up at him as he makes his way into the room. “They said they were going to wake you up today Pet. You’ve been in an induced coma for three weeks, the damage to your body required bacta healing if I wished you to be healthy enough for next child.”
As much as Poe wants to say no, no more, he nods his head obediently. He is Master’s to command and use as he will.
Master can see through him so well though after so many years. “No need to look so put down Pet. Did I not promise you a reward?” He waits until Poe is paying attention to him again. “You will nurse and care for my son as well as my two daughters. I will not try to get you with child again for another six months.”
Six months. Poe feels his breath stutter in his chest and he wonders if there are other conditions or attachments. Will it be six months without any sexual contact or is it just his uterus Master will refrain from touching.
“Six months,” Master says forcefully, commanding Poe’s attention back to him. “I will not touch you at all during this time. You will be moved to a room attached to the nursery and there you will aide the nannies in caring for the children. Is that understood Pet?”
“Yes Master.” Poe replies dutifully thinking of how little contact he’s had with the children . . . his children.
“You’re forgetting something Pet.”
Poe swallows back a rush of fear and bows his head. “Thank you Master.” He doesn’t flinch when Master’s hand rests atop of his head, petting his hair.
“I will see that everything is moved while you heal. Do not make me regret this Pet.”
“I won’t Master, thank you Master.” The words come in a rush and evidentially please Master enough for not longer after he leaves Poe to rest.
When he’s alone, Poe curls up as much as he can manage; curling his arms around his knees and sobs. Between the dreams and Master’s gift for the next six months it’s all too much. How far has he fallen from who he was that this is what it takes to break him? Just a small bit of kindness and he’s reduced to a sobbing mess.
Perhaps if he’s good enough with the children Master will allow him to be involved in their lives from now on. The oldest would be two, her sister a little over a year and now they’re newborn brother; three children that Poe has born to the monster who is his Master and Poe knows nothing about them or what they are like.
As much as he hates his situation, they’re his children to and he wants to be involved in their lives, to help raise them and ensure that they grow up well.
He wonders what his father would feel if he were ever to find out that he’s now a grandfather. That thought brings a fresh wave of tears; in all likelihood the Resistance has informed his father that he’s dead. Poe has to believe that, because it’s easier to think that than believe Leia, Finn and Rey would just leave him here.
At least if he’s dead they can remember him fondly.
If only he were a force sensitive or a Jedi so that he could reach out and call to them, tell them where he was and that he needed them.
Poe snorts derisively, if he were a Jedi he’s probably be dead already, Ben Oragana-Solo would have seen to that.
Feeling exhausted, Poe uncurls and lies back against the pillows, and letting himself fall into asleep again. Maybe these dreams will remain peaceful allowing him a few hours of reprieve from the hell that is his life.
He can only hope.
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I have no idea what to do with the next chapter yet. Maybe we'll see Poe's kids have some semi-fluff and lots of internal angst. Who knows who know (not me so far lol)
Re: [Fill] Watching You Drown, Watching You Scream [2/?]
(Anonymous) 2016-06-07 03:08 pm (UTC)(link)Re: [Fill] Watching You Drown, Watching You Scream [2/?]
(Anonymous) 2016-06-07 04:46 pm (UTC)(link)Re: [Fill] Watching You Drown, Watching You Scream [2/?]
(Anonymous) 2016-06-07 06:10 pm (UTC)(link)Even if there are more flashback of him with his Master (that lead to his 1st and 2nd children), that's ok with me too :D
Re: [Fill] Watching You Drown, Watching You Scream [2/?]
(Anonymous) 2016-06-07 07:48 pm (UTC)(link)Re: [Fill] Watching You Drown, Watching You Scream [2/?]
(Anonymous) 2016-06-10 03:01 am (UTC)(link)