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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
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- 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!
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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.
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FILL: Obi-Wan/Kit Fisto, sex in bath [3/3]
(Anonymous) 2016-04-29 03:12 am (UTC)(link)“Please,” Kit pants, “move.”
Obi-Wan leans down to kiss him as he keeps one leg in the crook of his elbow to spread him a little wider. Kit cries out into his mouth when he slides out and back in, and Obi-Wan keeps his pace steady. A shiver runs down his spine at the sensation of his lover surrounding him, but also at the fact that he is making Kit feel good. Obi-Wan could live his entire life very pleased if he is simply allowed to make his lover happy.
Kit’s Force signature is positively singing with pleasure and giddiness. Obi-Wan finds it a welcome presence in the atmosphere. The water laps at his skin and adds another element to the entire experience. He likes the feeling of it around him, and finds he does not mind the idea of only making love in water. Kit’s skin is slick and warm under his hands, muscles bunching and releasing as he rolls his hips into Obi-Wan’s embrace. His head tails, loose from their leather bands, float around him in the water. He is incredibly beautiful.
Obi-Wan feels his orgasm start low in his belly, but focuses on keeping his rhythm gentle and even as to not hurt his lover. He drinks in the wanton moans and pleading whimpers from his lover. He had not doubted Kit when he said he was sensitive, but hearing it is an entirely different experience. Obi-Wan knows that someone who can also speak underwater must have some kind of unique vocal apparatus and Kit is surely keeping his in use. His body tenses rhythmically as he moves with Obi-Wan, panting and crying out his name as his pleasure swells and falls again. It is enchanting to hear and see, and Obi-Wan hopes—prays that he will get the opportunity to experience this again. He never understood how people could crave making love until now.
Kit comes again with a wordless cry, his body tense and shivering in the water. His entrance spasms around Obi-Wan and another rush of fluid eases his movement further. Kit’s muscles contracting around his erection quickly brings Obi-Wan to the brink and a few more thrusts sees him shaking and gasping softly as he comes inside him. Kit drags a hand through Obi-Wan’s hair, wetting it, and pulls him down for a kiss. Obi-Wan hums into his mouth, feeling sleepy and content. He pulls out gently, swallowing his lover’s noise of discomfort.
Before Kit can do anything, Obi-Wan has his hips steady in his hands and slides down to lick gently at his folds. Kit mewls softly, fingers grasping at Obi-Wan’s hair but neither pulling him closer or pushing him away. Obi-Wan keeps his touch light and soothing, cleaning away the evidence of their love. Kit’s semen does not taste unlike his own, but it is more viscous and it clings to his tongue and the roof of his mouth. Obi-Wan finds he does not care because his lover is making the sweetest noises above him, hips shifting and making little aborted thrusts in his hands. Kit shudders all over when Obi-Wan laves his tongue over his clitoris, letting out a quiet oohhh and arching his back. He dips his tongue inside his swollen opening, flicking his tongue gently along his walls.
Obi-Wan pulls away with a startled gasp when Kit comes again—
All over his face.
“I’m so sorry,” Kit says, trying to sit up.
He sounds exhausted and his movements are shaky.
Obi-Wan holds him down and just laughs, grinning at him and bringing a hand up to wipe off most of the fluid.
“It’s all right, love.” He leans down to kiss him softly. “I don’t mind. I promise.”
Kit brings his hand up to touch Obi-Wan’s cheek. “Your beard—”
“Ahh,” Obi-Wan chuckles. “I didn’t think about that.”
Kit’s cheeks turn red and he covers his eyes with his hand. “I’m so sorry. I can’t believe—”
Obi-Wan gently pushes his hand away. “Darling, there’s nothing to be ashamed of, I assure you. It was not any different than if I had come on your face, except it was a bit of a surprise. I’m not put off by it, Kit, it was a natural response.”
Obi-Wan kisses him firmly, coaxing open his mouth so he can taste himself still lingering on Obi-Wan’s tongue. Kit moans softly, reaching up to grasp Obi-Wan’s hair in his hands. They kiss long and deep until they break away panting and Kit’s gills flutter as they try to help him breathe. Obi-Wan leans up over Kit and strokes his hand through his head tails, sliding his palm over one at a time until Kit is practically purring.
“Besides,” Obi-Wan says quietly, kissing Kit on the forehead. “Wringing three orgasms out of you in one night was incredible.”
Kit laughs softly. “I still don’t think I can use my legs.”
Obi-Wan grins down at him, pressing his fingertips into the base of one of his head tails. Kit automatically goes boneless and quiet under him, eyes closing as he leans into the touch.
“I love you,” Obi-Wan murmurs, and Kit’s eyes slide open again.
“I love you,” he echoes.
They eventually crawl out of the pool and Kit sets it to drain and refill with the control panel on the wall for the morning. They dry off and head back into Kit’s bedroom. He sits on the bed and dries each one of his head tails off individually. Obi-Wan kneels beside him and works on the other side of his head, keeping his hands gentle. He still does not know much about Nautolan physiology—the war has kept him from doing the deep research he really wants—but he takes hints from Kit’s behavior.
“They will usually dry just fine from the air, but sometimes I like to be certain,” he explains, and Obi-Wan makes an agreeing sound.
He enjoys the chance to familiarize himself with his lover’s body. He realizes that before they got in the water Kit’s skin had been slightly dull and a lighter color, but now it is a healthy darker green and shinier. Obi-Wan ducks his head to press kisses to a broad shoulder. Kit laughs and it shakes his frame. Obi-Wan moves his kisses along his shoulder to his neck and then up to his gills—which he kisses very lightly and Kit shivers with a soft gasp—and then he trails his lips down one of his head tails.
“You’re very beautiful,” he croons, moving back to kiss long his jaw. “Very handsome.”
Kit turns his face and smiles, leaning in to kiss him softly. “Thank you. You are quite handsome yourself.”
Obi-Wan feels his cheeks go hot and pink, and Kit laughs at him.
“Let’s go to bed,” he says, and Obi-Wan nods.
The next morning Obi-Wan wakes up with Kit curled around him, one heavy arm holding him around his waist. He slips out of the bed carefully, easing Kit’s arm down onto the mattress. He does not wake. Obi-Wan steals one of Kit’s tunics and goes to the kitchen to make a pot of tea.
His personal datapad is sitting on the kitchen table where he left it last night when Kit propositioned him after dinner. He opens it as the water heats and brings up basic readings on Nautolans. He skims through them, noting important information like their health and common customs. He glances up at the bedroom door before he reads quickly through the passages on reproduction. He just wants to be certain he will not be the reason for accidental Jedi younglings.
By the time Kit is padding through the living room, Obi-Wan knows just about everything there is to know about Nautolans.
Including that males are often the ones to carry children, but they are incompatible with humans.
Obi-Wan had never felt so relieved before in his life.
He locks his datapad before meeting Kit with a kiss and a cup of tea.
“I could get used to mornings like this,” Kit murmurs, sipping from his cup. “Stars, you’re perfect.”
His arm slides around Obi-Wan’s waist and dips down underneath the hem of his tunic to cup his backside. Obi-Wan lets out a surprised gasp in response.
“Definitely could get used to this,” he rumbles, catching Obi-Wan’s parted lips in a deeper kiss. “I want to explore every inch of you.”
“Let’s cancel our meetings.” Obi-Wan kisses him again. “Work can wait another day.”
Kit hums thoughtfully into his mouth. “I agree.”
Obi-Wan’s breath leaves him all at once and then he cries out in shock when Kit picks him up easily. He curls his legs around Kit’s narrow waist and kisses him firmly as he walks. Without use of the Force, they certainly would have fallen over something, but they make it to the bedroom with no incident.
He is laid out on the bed and cool hands slide between his legs, acquainting themselves with the smooth skin there. The tunic is pushed up to his chest and a warm mouth leaves sloppy kisses from his hip to his chest. Obi-Wan lets out a soft ohh when those lips wrap around a nipple and he arches up into Kit’s hard body above him.
“Let me take care of you like you did for me last night,” Kit murmurs, leaning up to kiss his jaw. “Let me learn everything that makes you scream.”
Obi-Wan gasps softly and he nods, all words having left him when Kit’s hand slipped down to explore lower. Kit grins against his cheek, leaves a kiss there, and then he moves down the bed, spreading Obi-Wan’s legs further apart. Obi-Wan moans desperately, grasping at the sheets.
Re: FILL: Obi-Wan/Kit Fisto, sex in bath [3/3]
(Anonymous) 2016-04-29 08:59 am (UTC)(link)