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.

Rules Posting Fills:

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."
You may post a link to your tumblr/ao3 account/ or any other website as long as it is accessible.
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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Except Luke's nails, digging into her shoulder as Han sinks further in. He gaps for her as her eyes roll back in her head. Han bottoms out and lets out a moan he will inevitably try and pass off as a manly grunt – she feels him trembling, hipbones knocking together, and realises he's – well not as desperate as she is, but desperate enough. He just has a better poker face. Well all that cheating and gambling was good for something.

“Move,” she commands, and he must have sapped his willpower because he actually does as she says. She breathes fast, sharp, but she keeps from mewling and calls it a success. Luke is not so lucky. His fingers grip in time with her breathing, and she worries vaguely about bruises the next morning. He whines and whimpers, and while he does she can let her mouth hang open, confident in the fact no sound will come out.

Han looks up at Luke, wide-eyed, before regaining his usual swagger and mocking grin. “Sorry kid. Promise you'll get your turn.”

Han turns back to her. “Beautiful,” he mutters, and she doesn't think she was meant to hear it so she pretends not to. He learns over to kiss her breasts and she groans – so he drags his teeth across the flesh, softly at first, then harder when he realises she won't buckle easily. It earns him a sharp gasp, which makes him chuckle. Bastard.

Luke is running his fingers in her hair frantically as Han starts to push in and out in rhythm, and when Leia tilts her hips to change the angle, he pulls. “Leia,” he whispers. “Leia.”

Han is groaning in her ear, and with her hands running across Han's chest of their own accord, it's hard to really pay attention – but Luke needs her, so she does her best.

“What is it?” she asks, a little more brusque than she'd like. It's damn near impossible to look at his face from here, she practically breaks her neck – and sees him wide-eyed, lips bright red from being bitten, one hand wrapped around his cock. Han's teeth are latched onto her neck, his hands knead and paw at her breasts, but it's that sight which makes her moan. She wants Luke desperately, but that gnawing doubt is back. Is that what I look like? She half-wonders whether he'd be kind enough to put his cock in her mouth – well it would keep her quiet at least. But she gets the impression that's not what he's after.

Despite it all, he's still a little too embarrassed to tell her what he's after, and as he hesitates Han works her closer and closer to the edge. “Luke,” she tries to hurry him, but in her heat and her pleasure it's just another moan. Han gives a little huff.

“Hey, Princess, who is doing all the actual work here? You might just wanna think about where your attentions belong.”

She rolls her eyes and shrugs – sarcastically apologetic is probably the best term for it. That doesn't do much to placate him – she didn't really want it to – so instead he grabs her by the hips and just fucks her.

Wow, he really can move fast, is the closest thing to a cohesive thought she can manage as it turns out, she wasn't quite prepared for this. Han doesn't want to hold back and tease her anymore, which reveals maybe she was never as strong and defiant as she thought, because she is mewling now and she knows it, clinging to Han's shoulders, heels in the air and kicking at his back, more, more, harder, please. Well at least she managed not to say that out loud.

“Leia,” Luke is panting in time with her, and between the two of them it's all getting a bit much (but which two?). “Leia, do you have something to–”

And despite everything, he cuts off with a blush. “Top drawer,” she says quickly. That was more fuss than it needed to be. Han gives her a curious look. She ignores him.

This bed really isn't big enough, and Luke ends up curled awkwardly at her side, his chest just barely touching her. She wants to lean into him. She wants to pull away. But Han is still above her, sweating and heaving, and she only has so much room to move.

“Fuck,” he hisses, as her legs clasp around his waist. “Careful princess, else little Luke there's going to end up pretty disappointed.”

She raises an eyebrow. “Didn't know I was becoming such a problem?”

Han weighs this over for a moment. “Well it's more of a shared dilemma than anything.”

To underline that, he winds his hand through her hair (folding over Luke's) and fixes her mouth to her neck, sucking like he's drawing blood, and she gasps.

He thinks he's got a handle on her, leaving her moaning like that. Finally she feels broad fingers pressing at her clit, light and teasing. “Han,” she chokes, and god she hates the way she sounds.

“Yeah,” he grunts in her ear, “I got a nice name, I don't mind if you take it for a spin.”

Oh, but she knows how disappointed he'll be if she just gives in. She seals her lips ostententatiously, and he pulls back to look at her. He chuckles.

“Stubborn, aren't ya?”

And then he stops.

Her eyes narrow to slits in absolute fury once she realises what's happened. “What in the galaxy do you think you're doing, you teasing lying nerfherder?”

He shrugs. “Hey, I don't have to keep this up if I don't feel adequately appreciated. Remember, I'm doing you a favour here.”

“It was more of a shared reward than anything,” she spits, but it doesn't move him. She looks to Luke.

He's still staring wide-eyed, but he looks almost as annoyed as she is. He smiles at her. Go get him.

She does just that.

It takes most of the strength in her body (just hers?), but she takes Han by surprise and rolls, pinning him to the bed. For once he seems perplexed by how she did that. But he hardly seems surprised that she would. “Typical. Can't let a guy have a little fun, can ya?”

She scoffs. “Please, like this isn't exactly what you wanted me to do.”

She's too impatient to wait for him to deny it, even if, having been teased and tortured, she should at least make an attempt and payback. But the way he groans when she pushes herself down at him, the way his thighs tense and lock around her hips, the way he bares his throat and looks awfully embarrassed about it – he doesn't like showing weakness any more than she does – that's probably payback enough. She can concentrate on more important things.

Because she feels good, she feels full – she feels fuller than she did before, and doesn't quite understand – she locks eyes with Luke once more, teeth buried in his lip and fingers buried somewhere else, whimpering. She smiles at him, and presses her fingers to her clit, rubbing needily.

It doesn't take her long, given how much she's waited, before she's whimpering and moaning and all the rest of it. But she's not ashamed of it now. Beneath her, Han is panting, gasping, fingers digging into her skin, trying desperately to hold on. She wishes she could think of something to help him, but really she can hardly think at all. A few more desperate thrusts and she looks once more at Lake, practically trembling. Then, finally, she comes.

Her jaw hangs open as the wave of ecstasy crashes over her – wave is the right word, it's like being drowned, she can barely breathe. But that passes. When it does the exhaustion settles in its place, as every muscle in her body protests at once, and she ungainly flops by Han's side.

He turns to look at her. “You know one day,” he says, softly running a hand through her hair, “we've really gotta work on your control issues.”

She smiles at him. “One day.”

She wonders if he's gonna hold her to that.

Nnngh, this is so hot!

JESUS.

please please more

Is there more or will there be??

I've read this more times than I can count, and it's absolutely breathtaking every single one of them. Every time I reach the end I'm sad again that the author was probably unable to finish it, but also, so grateful for what we got. I adore everything about this so much :')

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