[ the details of his time in the first order are muddied to her, unknown — a vague understanding of what has been done to him, at best. she tries not to relate what she has suggested to him — and, in turn, what he has proposed — to their conditioning, their treatment, to curb any guilt that might rise over the sudden rush of heat in her blood.
her underwear stick to her folds uncomfortably, wet from arousal already. in contrast, she doesn't have the same restraint as finn; her fingers trace around the edges, circle along her covered clit, and inevitably only draw away to respond. ]
If you're good. If you behave, and take it like you should. You'll have to watch me make myself come if you don't.
[ the thing is, in the order, he'd rarely done anything to merit discipline of any kind; on paper, he'd been the model trooper with an impeccable service record. fn-2187 had, by all accounts, been the last soldier anyone would have expected to desert. and so his thoughts don't necessarily turn to his past when the tone of their conversation shifts, when she talks about punishing him by making him watch her touch herself if he doesn't do what she asks.
he's hard in the sweats he wears to bed and he slides the heel of his hand against his cock through the cotton, sighing at the momentary relief that comes with that pressure. ]
I'd make you lick the taste of me off of my fingers. And then I'd leave you there until you begged.
[ it's a test of her own self-restraint when she only wants to touch and devour and indulge. for him, she can stay her hand, take the time to break him apart and piece him back together again. the wait is well worth the fantasy.
already, she can feel a darker flare of arousal at the thought, dizzy off the thought of being wanted so desperately. ]
[ he can't even muster up the words at this point, wondering if talking like this is as affecting her as much as it is him, if she's giving in to touch or if she's denying herself.
he has to say more than this. he can't not. ]
I would. I'd beg. Beg to be inside you until you gave me permission.
[ that one syllable of her name has drawn her attention, mind lagging. it's impossible to interpret it — as a call? as a beckon? or simply just rey, like an exhale from his mouth. her own is an answer, as if to remind him she hasn't forgotten who she's made these promises to. ]
I know. I knew you'd be good for me. You've always been.
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her underwear stick to her folds uncomfortably, wet from arousal already. in contrast, she doesn't have the same restraint as finn; her fingers trace around the edges, circle along her covered clit, and inevitably only draw away to respond. ]
If you're good.
If you behave, and take it like you should.
You'll have to watch me make myself come if you don't.
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he's hard in the sweats he wears to bed and he slides the heel of his hand against his cock through the cotton, sighing at the momentary relief that comes with that pressure. ]
If it was what I deserved.
What would you do with me after that?
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And then I'd leave you there until you begged.
[ it's a test of her own self-restraint when she only wants to touch and devour and indulge. for him, she can stay her hand, take the time to break him apart and piece him back together again. the wait is well worth the fantasy.
already, she can feel a darker flare of arousal at the thought, dizzy off the thought of being wanted so desperately. ]
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[ he can't even muster up the words at this point, wondering if talking like this is as affecting her as much as it is him, if she's giving in to touch or if she's denying herself.
he has to say more than this. he can't not. ]
I would. I'd beg.
Beg to be inside you until you gave me permission.
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[ that one syllable of her name has drawn her attention, mind lagging. it's impossible to interpret it — as a call? as a beckon? or simply just rey, like an exhale from his mouth. her own is an answer, as if to remind him she hasn't forgotten who she's made these promises to. ]
I know.
I knew you'd be good for me. You've always been.