starwarskinkmeme | Star Wars Kink Meme Round #1

Rules For Everyone:

YKINMKATO (Your kink is not my kink, and that's okay.) No kinkshaming or wank/flames/y'know generally being a dick.
All Star Wars films and related media are welcome. You can go as obscure as you want.
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Use the subject for your prompt with the pair, general idea, any kinks, or specific requirements.
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No matter if this is during interrogation or in any other circumstances - I just want the Inquisitor to be obsessed with Jedi and, hooray, there is one at hand, no matter if not willing.

Yesss, the world needs more Rebels kink!

“Still fighting.” The Inquisitor sighed. His hands were clasped lightly behind his back, and he looked up at Kanan with disappointment, though his luminous eyes gleamed.

Kanan would have thought he lacked the energy anymore to be frightened, after days in the Empire’s hands, but that particular glint made his stomach go tight and nervous. It’s that or just hang around all day, is what he thought, but he didn’t say it. His body throbbed all over from droids that come to cell before water, a bone-deep ache. They leave no marks, but he was tired. So tired.

“Aren’t you tired of fighting?” The Inquisitor hissed into his ear. Kanan jerked his head away, which was not very far; his bonds were thorough.

That trick would be more intimidating if every Knight and Master in the Temple hadn’t done it on a daily basis, he didn’t say. The truth is it’s still pretty intimidating.

“What are we going to do with you…” The Inquisitor ran a firm hand down Kanan’s chest to his belly. Kanan sucked in his stomach, his skin crawling at the touch.

“What are you…” Kanan stopped, sucking in a breath, because the Inquisitor’s hand had dropped lower, fingers plucking at his fly.

“I should it would be obvious what I’m doing.” The Inquisitor said, before he curled his fingers around Kanan and squeezed.

Kanan bucked in his restraints, cursing. His eyes watered. The Inquisitor squeezed until he could feel his blood throbbing past that grip. Kanan held his breath, straining…until he was suddenly released.

The Inquisitor chuckled darkly as he gasped, and before he could catch his breath the hand was back, stroking him. A thumb swirled gently around and around the point of his head, persistent. He swelled in the Inquisitor’s hand, still smarting from that punishing squeeze.

Stroke, stroke, stroke. Kanan closed his eyes, cast his mind elsewhere. To the Ghost, to Hera. We’ve made it out of worse spots, love. To the Temple, to Master Depa Bilaba scolding him. Calm your mind. Trust the Force.

He tried. He focused on the rhythm of his breathing. Even. In, out.

The Inquisitor pulled on him sharply, and Kanan tried to kick reflexively, angry.

“Perhaps it’s not too late to turn you to our ranks, Master Jedi.” The Inquisitor said, smirking. Kanan bared his teeth.

The Inquisitor went back to his manipulations. He massaged Kanan until he was heavy and filled, his hips twitching after every stroke against his will. His breathing went stuttering and uneven. He groaned, and bit his lip savagely.

The Inquisitor squeezed again, sharp nails digging in until Kanan ground his teeth for pain, squirming on the rack.

Another chuckle, and the gentle touch resumed.

Kanan tried again and again to step outside himself, to send his mind away so he might win some small victory, but each time the Inquisitor brought his attention back with pain. Pinching, scratching, and pulling, but mostly squeezing.

The first time Kanan realized he was in danger of climaxing, he forgot to breath until the Inquisitor clawed him.

“Would it be better, I wonder,” said the Inquisitor thoughtfully. “to leave you here like this? Unfulfilled?” He snapped his teeth by Kanan ear, grinning at the flinch this won him. “Or to make you come by my hand?”

Kanan snarled.

“Mmm. That answers that.”

He kept his promise, but he didn’t work quickly. The Inquisitor kept his touch light and teasing, and when the nails did come back it was in ticklish lines down his length. Wetness welled up at his head, eventually becoming a dripping stream that ran into the Inquisitor’s sleeve.

Kanan’s head rested heavily on the back of the rack. His hands hurt from being curled into fists, until he couldn’t maintain the position any longer. Sore muscles in his back trembled, and his mouth watered.

When finally, finally he was brought off he choked, unable to see. There was a roaring in his ears, and heat against his leg. The Inquisitor had tucked him back into his pants as he came, so semen streaked down his thigh.

“Interesting. Very interesting.” Said the Inquisitor, still handling him, coaxing him through his orgasm and drawing it out. Kanan sobbed, bruised and oversensitive. “You’ve given me a great many ideas, Master Jedi.”

Kanan sagged against his restraints, blinking spots out of his eyes.

The Inquisitor gave him a final squeeze, so hard he yelped, and let him go.

“We’ll do this again, I think.” Said the Inquisitor with great amusement, his eyes shockingly bright and flickering over Kanan speculatively.

Kanan, still drawing deep, deliberate breaths, closed his eyes.

Calm your mind. Trust the Force.

Oh my god, this is perfect! Not the op, but thank you for this!

OP here - just... hngggg... That was it. And Inquisitor's promise at the end makes it even more... hnggg (-: Thanks a lot!

Ahh Quizzy :) Could read non-stop, esp. so good. Pity there's so few of this nasty, nasty pairing.

Star Wars Kink Meme Round #1

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