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.
RPF is allowed
~~All comments must be anon.~~ Lbr, if it doesn't bother you guys it doesn't bother me.

Rules For Posting Prompts:

Use the subject for your prompt with the pair, general idea, any kinks, or specific requirements.
You can post as many prompts as you like, as long as the prompts are different. They can be somewhat similar.
You may second a post, but you may not piggyback and request different specifications from the original prompt. However, you may create a similar prompt inspired with your own specifications.
Cross posting prompts is fine by me. If you've posted prompts at tfa-kink, and they've gotten lost in the mix, you can post them here!
You are not allowed to create prompts for the purpose of mocking a previous prompt. I see you. Just don't.

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Warnings are courteous, but not necessary. Use DW Blocker if there is anything you don't want to see.
Art and other media fills are welcome.
Multiple fills are cool. Therefore, a prompt is considered filled, but still "open."
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You may link to a previously written fic in a comment, but it does not count as a fill.
If you could post [FILL] in the subject of your fill, that would be awesome. ~~Sorry I forgot about this.~~

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To quote Patton Oswalt, "there's no way Kylo Ren didn't 'force-choke' himself while masturbating as a Sith teen."

(https://twitter.com/pattonoswalt/status/678394517154729984)

Oh man, seconded so hard.

Oh my god, yes please. Or even him force-choking himself as an adult, and imagining that the choking is being done by Rey, who is using her newly discovered force powers on him <3

Okay, yeah, as much as I am cool with the content of your message, you can't piggy back on this prompt. It's specified as Kylo Ren by himself, not Kylo Ren/Rey. If you'd like, please make a different prompt for this specific request.

Dude, you could have been nicer with your phrasing. If you spoke to me like that i wouldn't come back here and lets face it, this place needs more anons.

you're right. I didn't realize how bitchy that sounded when I wrote. i must have been in a bad mood. i apologize to the original anon.

Edited 2015-12-31 17:26 (UTC)

Do you want this as Jedi-in-training Ben, or Sith/Knight of Ren in-training Kylo? :)

Short and (hopefully) sweet. I've got an idea for a longer one too, so I might post that in a few days time :)

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Kylo was furious. Everything he'd tried to do in training that day had gone completely wrong. Completely and utterly wrong. And every time it had, Snoke had berated and punished and berated some more until Kylo couldn't take another minute of it. He was good at the more advanced techniques and drills and tasks, but the low-level inane ones that he had to repeat every single day were impossible to focus on when he knew he was capable of so much more. He may be one of the youngest in the room but damnit he was by far the best. He stormed back into his room, tearing at his clothes as he headed towards the shower. He stepped into the shower zone, cranking the temperature up to almost scalding and let is wash away his emotions.He felt his muscles slowly begin to relax as the feelings of disappointment, upset, fury, humiliation, and embarrassment circled around his feel and disappeared down the drain.

Once the numbness had started to disappear and he could feel the pain from the hot water, he turned it off and stepped out, drying himself on a thick towel. If there was one thing the First order didn't skimp on, it was facilities. He lowered himself carefully down onto his bed, shoulders aching from the repetitive drills that he, and all the other students, had been put through, as well as the beatings Snoke had rained down upon his back whenever he failed a task. The shower had been beneficial, but dampening his emotions down had left him feeling more empty and numb than usual. He was taught to use his emotions, not to feel none - that had been Luke's training, not Snoke's. He felt cold without at least a little fire burning inside of him, and he knew of only one sure-fire way to get it back quickly.

He slid a hand down his damp chest, not bothering with his nipples tonight. He wasn't after long, drawn-out pleasure after all. He grasped his soft cock gently tugging at it until it began to fill and rise, speeding up his pulls and pressure until he was fully hard, and then removed his fingers from the area altogether. Focusing on the way the Force wrapped around him, he drew it into his fingers and threw it at his throat.

He groaned satisfactorily as he felt it cling to the hot delicate skin that covered his windpipe and arteries, and begin to constrict. He tensed his fingers, bringing then inwards in a slight clenching maneuver, feeling the tiny movement increase the tightness on his neck hugely. He cock twitched against his abdomen and he watched a bead of pre-cum well up on the tip. He tipped his head back against the pillows, feeling the drumming of his heartbeat in his ears as the Force lessened the circulation in his head. He was tingling now, right from his skull to the tips of his toes, feeling the heady thrum of increased blood pressure and lessened oxygen. He tightened more, feeling the emotions starting to seep back in, filling the void in him up, making him whole again. His cock was steadily leaking now, dripping onto his stomach and his balls were tight and heavy. It never took him long to come when he played with his life in this way. He knew there was no real danger in it - if he did pass out, his hand would relax and he'd start breathing again, but the sensation of dancing on the edge of consciousness was a thrill that never failed to bring him close to another edge.

Gasping for the most minimal amount of air he could, he pressed his palm down, the Force reacting simultaneously, closing off his windpipe almost entirely. The thrum only increased. His head was pounding, his vision blurring with colours and spots and white hazes, and only when the edges of his line of sight started fading to greys and blacks did he shove his empty hand down and brush against his cock in the loosest and lightest of fists. The reaction was immediate, never in his 17 years had he had an orgasm so intense as this. He felt his cock jerk violently and his come spurt upwards, almost vertically, landing back on his stomach. The next pulse, just as intense as the first, shoot all the way up his chest, the top of it landing on his collarbone. He felt two more like that, and passed out before feeling the rest.

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When he woke, he'd never felt more satified and relaxed in his life, even though his come was cold and drying on his skin, and he could feel the ache on his throat where his 'hand' had been, hurting in a way that he knew it was going to bruise. He'd have to get some Bacta from the bathroom and hope that would fade them enough for tomorrow's training. Standing up, he felt his head spin, possibly due to the oxygen deprivation he had submitted it to. He wiped the come off of his torso with a warm, damp cloth and then grabbed the Bacta from a cupboard. He smothered it on his neck before heading back to bed.

He lay there for a while, just enjoying the way the emotions felt as they swirled around inside of him. They made him feel alive, human, powerful. He had confidence in himself as a warrior, he knew two fighting styles perfectly, and a third proficiently, and he was an adept force user. As long as he could get through the more basic of the training without killing any of his fellow trainees, it would be fine. He would continue to practice his mastery of the Force in private, and if his 'training methods' were a little unorthodox, well, it wan't anyone else's business, and it didn't matter how he practiced, as long as he would stay the best.

Oh holy hell, thank you for filling this anon, it was so yummy!

thank you for this! guh.

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