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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If this were any other place in the galaxy - if they weren’t racing against death and the whims of a baby girl, sleeping peacefully in a storage drawer pulled from under the bunk - Han would have taken his sweet time. Buried his mouth and hands right where the kid was begging for them most, pulled every trick that had given him a well-deserved reputation in every spaceport watering hole from Takodana to Felucia.

As it was, things would have to be kept to the short and brutish – although, he noted with a purely alpha burst to his ego, Luke didn’t seem to have many complaints.
He’d whimpered at the first swipe of Han’s tongue against his skin, tasting the dark little mole just under his right breast, bitten back a squeal when one, then three oft-broken fingers pushed inside him, targeting that little spot tucked up perfectly against his inner walls, and it was worth listening to all the nervous mewing, pushing away anxious hands trying to hide shiny stretch marks, for the moment that delicate cock leaped hard against his belly.

“Oh! Wha- oh Suns!” he whispered, trembling. “– how? – Han, Han don’ stop, don’ stop-!”

It never got old, watching their sweet, slim bodies twist and writhe on the bunk, trying to make sense of all the ecstasy – but the rush of need at the kid’s babbling, the ache to work him so far past the edge he forgot his own name… that was new.

Well, no… not entirely new. But he hadn’t felt anything like it in a long time. Too long.

Careful, Solo. That bordered on the sentimental.

A strangled moan slipped out of Luke’s throat as Han pulled his hand free, giving the kid’s thighs a hard rubdown – sithfire, like lashaa silk! - blood pulling up to the surface and staining sun-gold skin a dark pink. Slender hips twisted on the mattress, his scent was growing thicker and more cloying with need over every passing second… Youth and sun mingled with something comforting and tender, like fresh-baked wastril bread.

“Feelin’ good, kid?”

The boy whimpered an assent, squirming and pleading wordlessly as Han slipped an arm under his hips and lifted his lower body clear off the bunk.

A few streams of moisture trickled over the already slick skin surrounding his hole, worked loose and fluttering from all the earlier attention, now trying to close up and hide away from being examined.

“C’mon, don’t be shy…”

“But- but that’s – oh! Oh Han!”

Luke could take four fingers, easy, but Han guessed it was probably his thumb, brushing teasingly at the rim as he picked up the pace, that really had the boy moaning.

“Think I could fit a whole hand in there, huh?” he muttered, in a sudden moment of inspiration. “ – Fill you right up, just like a knot…”

Muscles spasmed around him, and the kid whined out, thin and desperate, but a tinge of fear colored the sound and Han backtracked quickly with a kiss to Luke’s trembling knee.

“’Sorry - didn’t mean t’scare ya…”

“’Mm - ‘m not scared-!” he whined quietly, with a little of that sweet spitfire, and Han couldn’t help the grin.

Luke quivered, fingers latching into Han’s dark hair – and sure, the Corellian knew damn well what that smirk could do to a blissed out little omega, but he’d never found it so fucking adorable…

He tugged his fingers out in a hurry – hated startling the kid, but time was limited – before pulling both slim legs over his hips, wrapping his wet hand around Luke’s cock while he lined himself up.

Han had seen a lot of different reactions to his technique, it was well rehearsed – but that look of quivering, kitkin-eyed gratitude would stay with him until the day he died.

Obviously, whoever’d gotten there first hadn’t given much thought beyond the basics.

Luke opened up beautifully, biting his lip through the initial pain as beads of perspiration glistened over his throat and chest, and Han let out a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding.

The kid was like a sithsdamned glove, all wet, hugging heat as he worked himself deeper inside, hips rolling, and suddenly everything clamped down like a negatised repulsion unit when Luke arched his back and muffled a shriek behind a bitten fist, Han’s tongue curling around his nipple.

Oh, yeah. He’d forgotten. Baby.

“Too much?”

“Mmm…” Luke whimpered noncommittally, easing one hand out of his mouth –pocked with teeth marks - the other flexing at the back of Han’s neck.

“N-no, b-but… feels… really good, it’s so – please, Han, faster -!”

Somehow it wasn’t so hard to do as he was told for once, not when the boy underneath him was wriggling so deliciously and giving off a sickly sweet stench of helpless pleasure… Hells, it’d be hanging around the ship for days, a constant reminder for both flesh and mind, not that it’d matter because Luke would be long gone; curled up safe, secure, and cozy with the princess and little Meré on some tiny Yavin moon...

Every possessive instinct buried in his hindbrain screamed in denial.

“Deep breath, sweetheart…”

Luke gazed up at him, bleary-eyed, confused, before his jaw dropped as Han grabbed at his fragile hipbones, rocking them upward – one, two, three hard thrusts, and the knot was in.

Head tossing, the muscles in his belly fluttering wildly as Han worked his slim cock between their slickening bodies, Luke gasped out something that might have been the Corellian’s name, might have been a wordless cry; it didn’t matter. Anyway, it was only a ghost climax, a few nice pulses in his dick and fluttering muscles readying his body for seed now that there was a knot in the game…

Luke’s cheeks had gone vividly, prettily red as he cried without tears, and despite years of strict emotional discipline, Han felt something in his chest clench at the sight.

Nothin’ to be too proud of though… maybe the kid just felt ‘em stronger than most.

A still-sleeping smack of tiny lips from the pulled out drawer reminded him that time was precious, and Luke whimpered as Han ground the knot into his body, broad hands petting his hair and tugging at his cock to distract him from the stretch.

Sithspit, he’d never get used to the feeling; slick, smooth walls clenching at the base of his dick until the muscle had swollen up tight and ultra-sensitive, like a thousand caressing touches over every inch of his skin…

Some of them had shied away; tried to hide their faces, or even roll over. But Luke… Luke just gasped and sighed and stared up at Han as if he’d hung the godsdamned stars.

… As if he deserved one second of this. As if a spice pirate with three bounties on his head were the best Luke and that little girl could manage…

A rush of abrupt, white-hot anger surged through his veins, something purely alpha pounding insistently at the back of his mind and demanding action – Luke couldn’t leave, he couldn’t lose him, his daughter, couldn’t let them go…

Luke’s body shuddered at the unexpected onslaught, hips twitching and a sobbing cry pulled out of his throat as thin, worthless fluid spilled across his belly.
Han slapped a hand across Luke’s mouth, muffling the screams as he trembled through the climax – no poor, pale imitation this time – quivering muscles clenching maddeningly at the knot and sending jolts of raw pleasure up his spine, but still not enough to get him over the edge.

“C’mon kid…” he growled, stabbing at that sweet spot before pinching one of Luke’s sensitive nipples and giving it a twist.

“I know y’got at least one more in you, c’mon…”

Blue eyes went huge with a surprisingly quiet whimper behind his palm, and as Han slumped over Luke’s quivering torso in something close to agony, a single, cruel thought flashed through his mind.

How the hells d’you get outta this one, Solo?

Damn.

This is goood smut~

Han is just so sweet how he's all over Luke and watching for every reaction! Love it!

Star Wars Kink Meme Round #1

[Fill] 8b/?: Han/Luke, a/b/o verse, past bullying, past mpreg, Luke has a baby

Re: [Fill] 8b/?: Han/Luke, a/b/o verse, past bullying, past mpreg, Luke has a baby

Re: [Fill] 8b/?: Han/Luke, a/b/o verse, past bullying, past mpreg, Luke has a baby

Re: [Fill] 8b/?: Han/Luke, a/b/o verse, past bullying, past mpreg, Luke has a baby