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Poe Dameron x f!reader | cw: hair pulling, reference to oral, p in v, creampie | wc: 646
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He's been gone so long. This mission took him too far away.
He's finally back on base, in your room, in your bed.
Inside you.
He's not gentle.
Even if he tried to be, you would fight him. You need to feel all of him.
The second he laid eyes on you, covered in the mission's exhaustion, grime, his flight suit singed, signaling to you that he'd had some close calls...the very second his eyes locked onto yours across the hangar, you knew he needed this as much as you did.
Still, there were mission reports, debriefings. He rattled them off as quickly as possible, taking his responsibilities deadly seriously, but needing you so much he could barely think straight.
Against your wishes, he swung by his room first, darting in and out of the fresher before running all the way to your room in barely anything more than an undershirt and underwear.
His mouth collides with yours, desperate and hungry as he crushes you against him, holding onto you with all his might.
Your fingers slide into his damp curls and you tear your mouth away. "Wet hair. Told you to come straight here."
"Yeah, but I was so -"
"These are my curls to wash," you tutted, twirling your fingers and yanking.
His chin tips up as he moans. "Sorry."
"You better make it up to me."
And he does.
Your fingers twirl endlessly through his soft, damp curls as he goes down on you, an offering for making you wait.
Also necessary to get you wet enough to take his dick.
Now he's finally inside you, drying curls wild, where you've handled them endlessly.
He pushes into you slowly, letting your body re-learn his size, but you're too impatient. You push at his chest, rolling him onto his back and sinking down on his cock with a hiss of pleasure.
"Come here," you whine, coaxing him to sit up with you. You wrap your legs around his ass, dig your heels in and ride him vigorously.
Your hands find his mostly dry, frizzy chocolate waves and you run your fingers through his hair over and over, in time with your thrusts. Without warning you yank his hair to pull your body flush against his, loving the way his chest feels against your breasts.
He growls, giving your ass a little smack. "Do that again."
You grip and tug his hair back hard, holding him in place while you lick his throat.
"Harder," he repeats, his voice strangled, eyes dark with lust.
You twist your fingers, teasing his scalp with your fingertips for several delicious bouncing thrusts, until he gets impatient. Just when he's about to say something, you pull his hair hard enough to hurt.
He almost falls back from the force, so you push him down. Bracing your palms flat on his chest, you ride him furiously, chasing your pleasure after so long without him.
He lets you finish yourself off, knowing he's only about half done with you. You collapse against his chest, ready to recover, but he rolls you over and pushes you down on the mattress, before climbing on top of you.
He grabs your wrist and guides your hand back to his hair. "Pull."
He plunges back inside you, growling as you tug on his hair, harder and harder with each thrust, spearing you open and hurtling you toward another orgasm.
You knew he loved for you to play with his hair, but you had no idea he liked it rough.
You file this information away for later as he finally pulls out, releasing his spend all over the curve of your ass and the backs of your thighs.
The next time he comes home after a long mission, you drag him into the closest utility closet, grip his curls, and yank them hard before you lick into his mouth.
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