#smuggler reader

[jangofctts]

I SAW YOU SAID JOEL??? GIVE HIM TO ME

iM THINKINNNN…leMME COOK

[mylifeisactuallyamess]

Get ready for some content 😊

Fractured

Smuggler!Female Reader x Hidden Jedi!Ben Solo

Warnings: Making a mess of a trooper 🤣, bickering, mention of gambling, mention of drinking, stealing, swearing, not this chapter but story is NSFW 18+

Word Count: 3513

You huffed slightly as you tugged at your dress, you hated wearing stuff like this you much preferred your leather pants, shirt and jacket. They were comfortable, not to mention they had everything you needed in the hidden pockets, with this poxy dress all you could do was hide a knife and strap the smallest blaster you owned to your leg. You gave your dark haired companion a sideways glance enveying his suit as you take a sip of drink wondering how the hell you’d got caught up in stealing and smuggling some weapons for the bloody Resistance of all organisations. They had provided some tall pretty boy to accompany you, a guy who looked like he’d be fairly useless in a fight. Maybe he could disarm them with his smile. You couldn’t even remember his name.

Read it here on AO3.

Tagging: @autumnleaves1991-blog @a-bang-for-your-bucky @greenygreenland

[mylifeisactuallyamess]

🌹🌹

“So tell me about yourself Ben, tell me all your deep dark secrets because right now we have nothing but time in this small space.” You could hear yourself getting louder with each sip you took but right now you didn’t care, you wanted to get blind drunk and forget. You wanted to blot out how lonely you felt and alcohol was the only answer.

“There isn’t much to tell…”

“The son of a smuggler and he says there isn’t much to tell!” He smiled slightly in your direction as you thumped your boots onto the control panel. “So come on somewhat smuggler Ben, like, I don’t even know your last name. Who are you?”

“Now I’m going to need more alcohol for that story,” he said opening his bottle.

“Yes drink up, you’ve got some catching up to do,” you slurred slightly and he grinned widely at you.

“Yeah I do, are you going to be ok in the morning?”

“I am always alright in the morning.” You both settled into a comfortable silence as you zoned out to the rushing white lights of hyperspace. Your head rolled against your seat and you pierced him with an intense stare.

“You’re staring at me.” He said softly, his hazel eyes turning to meet yours. You felt your heart rate increase and you arched in your seat slightly getting into a better position. You saw with a thrill his eyes quickly tracked over your body before he looked back out the viewport.

“Am I good looking Ben?” His eyes widened and he choked on the mouthful of drink he was taking as he breathed some in. He coughed roughly, his eyes watering and you sniggered again. “But am I though?” You pressed.