behold i give you:
bly/aayla and Snowball Fight, body image issues, Anal, Friendship/Love, Lingerie
and/or
thorn/&thire/&stone and Parenthood, Semi-Public Sex, Bathtubs, Somnophilia, Butt Plugs
I realised I would have to give myself some leeway with the tags if I was going to keep these short. A snowball fight felt too much like a secondary location 😔
The clone’s rapid ageing had felt like less of a burden while in the grips of youth and with the certainty of a violent death before it could ever matter. It matters now. Bly has aged more than Aayla, catching up with her and then over taking her. He’s only twenty-five and looks twice that, leaving her trailing at least ten years behind him. It will only get worse.
“Look at me,” she says, and cups his face and makes him look. She’s not escaped time either, but the lace lingerie—a rich purple pink that deepens the blue of her skin—still clings to her perfectly, hugging the curve of her hips and the swell of her breasts and ass. The parts of her body that have softened fold a little over the band of her panties and bulge just a little at the top of her stockings. He craves no part of her more than any other, but those parts pull his gaze and hold it.
“Bly,” she says again. She smiles and small wrinkles crease around her eyes.
“I’m looking,” he says, and runs his hands up her back to prove it. There’s still muscle right under her skin, firm under a little softness. He’s hardly slacked off himself, but he’s changed more. More padding over muscle, more lines on his face, more old injuries reclaiming their ownership of him.
“Then act like you’re enjoying it.” Aayla can read him better now. He used to work hard to confound her, to hold his feelings close, but she knows him too well now and he has so much less to hide.
“I’m enjoying it,” he promises. “How could I not? Look at you.” He’s always been so good with words, but he has none that capture her. He’s tried, for over ten years now he’s tried, but none of them are enough.
They’re enough for her, not for him. He knows he can still do better.
“I love you,” he says. It’s simple and still somehow the closest he’s gotten.
Aayla smiles so sweetly his heart aches from it.
“Then take advantage of the woman you love dressed up so nicely and so desperate for you to show her how much you appreciate it.”
Bly snaps the strap of the beautiful lace bra she’d put on just for him.
The sweet smile vanishes, and she laughs, big and unrestrained. She also plots vengeance, and she’s in a much better tactical position than he is. Still laughing, she presses herself down into his lap.
Which is how Bly finds out that the panties split at the back, two halves parting to allow access without being removed. And it’s how he finds out that she didn’t just get dressed before coming through but had taken her time lubing herself open. She slides down onto him, his cock enveloped in the tight, heat of her ass. She sinks until she’s resting his lap, the lace of her lingerie brushing over the skin of his thighs. She leans forward, catching him in a fierce kiss, and the lace is against his chest too, her breasts squashed between them.
Fuck, she’s gorgeous.
Aayla rolls her hips, riding his cock, squeezing her ass around him. One of her lekku hangs over her shoulder, but the other is over his, heavy and warm and twitching in time with her slow pace.
“Bly,” she gasps into his mouth. He wraps his arms around her back and pulls her tight against him.
He’s changed. They’ve changed. All the important parts are still the same.
She knows him better than he ever thought he could be comfortable with. She looks at him and sees the shape of his thoughts and leaves them where they are. She doesn’t patronise him, or offer compliments that would feel false no matter how truly she feels them.
Aayla just kisses him and fucks him and lets him hold her tight against him, and loves him with a conviction that burns right through anything else.
have some scrappy tcw modern au doodles :P ft. skatersoka
i couldnt decide between backgrounds for this one so uh. have both
also version w/out background below the cut :)
the aurabesh on ahsokas shirt says 'the clash' btw. like the band. also the red-and-black sticker says 'sublime' [also like the band] and the circle sticker is pretty obviously the who [also a band]. also her bracelets are 501st blue and 212th gold btw.
made some bracelets! love the idea of “ship bracelets” so lmk which ones you would want! def thinking of codywan of course, but I need more beads! also going to be doing the bad batch, but I genuinely have no black or red beads😭
