#sw verse

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@rebelchiss [continued!]

The Sith groaned as he pulled himself up, bleary eyes opening slowly as she brushed the hair away from his face. Last he remembered he got ambushed by some rogue Siths. But judging from their ‘handling’ of lightning and their sabers, they were still amateurs. They must be, since he was still alive now.

“I’ll have you know that I happen to have quite a healthy weight, thank you very much.” He grinned, giving her a pat on the cheek.

“The Republic, eh...” He couldn’t help but feel some sense of irony here. “Must’ve given them quite a sight, coming in like that...wait, did you happen to also find my saber when you found me?”

[spiiinninginfinity]

@first-order-general​ kissy meme :3

He’s grown fond of the fussy general, after a few months of being on a constant run across the galaxy with him. They’d stop at planets far into the Outer Rim, bunk either out in the wilds, or in seedy cantinas with rooms where Ilya knew that his contacts there would keep them safe. They’ve had the misfortune coming across the team sent to hunt them a few times, and left an impressive bloodshed but not without some bruises and cuts themselves. A quiet companionship grew between them.

Seeing how Hux picked up on his recommendation to ‘wear a disguise’ and successfully grew out his hair and beard, Ilya would admit, he was quite the looker. The general was peeled away, bit by bit. He couldn’t help but to lean in and brush his lips in a chaste kiss against Hux’s cheek. “You look good with the beard,” the smuggler offers a smile.

[kiantrev]

@desertouched​

“It’s not much, but it’ll keep you full,” the caregiver offers a smile, handing a bowl of the stew he cooked for dinner that evening at the newly established shelter. Mos Pelgo is a town that’s slowly, but surely rebuilding itself in the wake of the krayt dragon’s death, and it had left a few unfortunate folks who lost a home or were injured from working with the Tuskens to kill the sand monster. With Kieran’s new shelter that doubled as a med-bay, the man is putting effort into helping.

“I hope things are going well with the townsfolk?” he asks.

[lastxdragon]

Force Bond

@universeofmuses

Dany pulled her speeder into Mos Eisley’s gates, well aware that she was about to dip into a chaos, but her business took her there this day, reality having no consideration for her feelings on the matter. Quicker she got the supplies she needed for deep mining core drill repairs, the faster she could put distance between herself and the authorities. Dany didn’t care about the First Order or the Rebellion. Her life was working hard to eat and keep her speeder running. She eased her speeder around to the scavenger shops and set to finding the pieces she needed, working against on-coming headache as the layering of voices in her head grew louder and louder. If she could just get out of Mos Eisley quickly, there wouldn’t be any trouble.

Trouble, unfortunately, found her as she was heading back to her speeder, her head throbbing from the growing din of voices rising higher and higher. Dany tried to focus on Dyson Rakman, the miner whose gear she was working on, but the trick couldn’t work effectively in such a crowded, large city. She could hear the womp rats scratching in the dirt. It was maddening. Dany only just caught sight of a First Order squadron approaching and she crossed to the other side of the walkway, keeping her head down. She mentally braced herself to the shift in the voices, trying to push back, to quiet the darker whispers and calm her apprehension. 

There, in the middle of the white armored Stormtroopers, was a taller man, dressed in black and the quick glance his way only flared her panic. With it, came the intense pressure of thousands of words as her small sliver of control broke. Dany winced, trying to filter out the sounds when suddenly, it all stopped. She could hear herself breathing. She blinked and gasped as she opened her eyes. All around her was darkened and the man in black stood a few feet away. Dany couldn’t hear his thoughts and that was when she realized - he was doing this. “I can’t hear you,” she said softly, fearfully. 

[charmerofkirkwall-blog]

@mynameisanakin

“You’re a Jedi,” Hawke said as soon as he saw him. “We don’t see too much of you down here in the Underworld, the lovely sewage gutter of Coruscant. Seems like a place morally acceptable people don’t like to be.” A grin flashed in the other’s direction as Hawke twirled his staff. A staff which definitely did not conceal a pole lightsaber. “So, what is it? Chasing bad guys, or are you here for the fun of it all?”

Well, no one ever accused him of being shy. “I’m Hawke. I’m sure you haven’t heard of me. I like to keep it that way. How big is your lightsaber?”

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@gatheringstars [continued from here because why not lol]

A public restroom was quite risky, but exhilarating as well. Wasting no time, the two made their way into a stall and immediately went right for it. He practically tore her bottoms off before he pushed his long, hard rod into her and started bucking against her ass. The slap of skin was the only noise in the restroom, save for her moans of pleasure, which while very pleasing to the dragon could get them in trouble.

Quick thinking, he slides his tail up between her breasts and shoves the tip into her mouth until it fills it completely. Now he was thrusting her from both ends now, his tail in her mouth and his cock in her pussy. It seems she liked that, as he felt her body tighten and shiver and begin to get much wetter. He could also get a very nice view from the mirror in front of them from the open stall, watching this woman just get totally dominated and fucked where anyone could see them.

That was until the sound of someone coming in alerted them and caused her to shut the door. Using his arms to lift her legs up, they slowed their roll while there was a stranger in, but they didn’t stop completely. Tal kept on hilting his shaft into her slow and steady up until the sound of the person leaving signaled them to kick the door wide open and go wild. He loved watching her bounce on him, her moans of ecstasy muffled as his tail fucked her throat. He would keep up the rhythm and work to make her orgasm a few more times at least like this.

[spiiinninginfinity]

@first-order-general​

“Whoah,” the smuggler blinks. Hux’s sudden aggression had him gaped in disbelief. Things are growing romantically between them, albeit slowly as Ilya wanted to let a man like Hux explore his feelings- but was the man really put off with the idea of slipping a ring on it?

“We can make it a thing if you’d like to,” he says carefully, hand gently dislodging Hux’s grip on his collar, rubbing soothing circles on the wrist. Before Hux could say his reply, the person they were waiting for arrives looking very much in a rush. 

[spiiinninginfinity]

@mccallofthewild​

He knew he was being tracked. By who or what, he’s not sure, but the bounty hunter is ready with his blaster powered up, hiding in the shadows of the trees, waiting for his tracker to reveal itself by going to investigate his still-smoking ship. The Chaser is absolutely banged up, but not as bad as the last crash landing he suffered a few months back while being chased after the New Republic. What’s a man gotta do to survive these days..

His brows raised when his tracker is a man- looks like someone of a native tribe, they probably live nearby and saw his crash.