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Date: 2018-02-24 03:35 am (UTC)
deploy: custom by <lj user="deploy"> (j66)
From: [personal profile] deploy
Yeah? That was my favourite part too. [More groaning, and John's already breathing hard, his hands raking down Poe's back his shirt as Poe's lips and teeth make short work of what little resistance he had to getting fucked in Poe's kitchen with BB-8 in the other room.

You really are beautiful, you know that? John didn't know.

John's never been called beautiful before, and he never knew he could want to be called beautiful until now. Why is Poe always doing this to him? Catching him off-guard and shaking him in new, painful ways all the way down to his core.

The soldier in John wants to retreat from this assault. The man in him, who would never call himself beautiful, who is afraid to be alone with himself, who feels something quickly and dangerously approaching love for Poe Dameron, is too stupid to run.

His eyes dip closed, tongue skimming nervously over his lower lip before catching it between his teeth. How can a man be educated, trained, married, survive multiple wars and live to near forty, and still be so completely lost?]


No. [In a quiet voice, his face safely turned away.] You're crazy.
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