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Soft Affection

Send in an icon for my muse to: 

🎀 Play with your muse’s hair

✋ brush fingers/hold hands

👉 Gently poke or prod yours

💐 give a gift

🎎 sit close enough to brush knees/lean against yours

🛌 take a nap with yours

🖐 tracing fingers against your muse’ skin or over a scar/other

🍫 quietly hand over a treat/food item

☺ stroke your muse’s cheek/face

🧥 be found wearing your muse’s sweater/coat/article of clothing

✨+ add your own

🐱 to reverse

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In Honor of Sexual Sunday (Sinday)

Feel free to send my muse any kind of sexual question or fantasy you’ve been wanting to share, on anon, or off if you are brave enough. >:3

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Kiss -Isla

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‘kiss’

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kiss

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Send ‘kiss’ for a gif of how my muse would kiss yours.

(If they don’t have any choice but to do so, for some reason or another.)

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traya-ren‌:

Closed Starter

@nexusofmany (Sorry this took ages and is very bad. Let me know if you want anything changed)

Placing another book on her lap, taking the total to five now. For once Traya was glad for her long reach. Yet, she still wasn’t tall enough in this blasted chair to reach the top shelf, and she refused to ask for help. Glaring at the book on the top shelf Traya gave an annoyed sigh, she would have to forgo that book for today, until she could get out of the chair and stand on her own. Wheeling herself out of the shelves, she settled herself into a corner to escape from reality and become part of the world of the book.

Ellen had been watching the other woman for a while now. She came in often and always stayed for a while when she did. The librarian couldn’t help but watch the woman each time and, usually, found some excuse to be nearby. She happened to be replacing books on a shelf within sight of where Traya had just been. She wasn’t completely certain of the book the woman had been staring at, but she could narrow it down to three.

Taking a deep breath and settling herself, she grabbed the three books and made her way over to that same corner and deposited the books as quietly as she could on a small table, turning and pretending to be searching for something specific on the nearest shelf.

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nubian-jedi‌:

“Is this the movie where that one guy has beef with another guy because he killed his Dad?” Isla asked, since the last time she had seen the film was when herself and Elias were children.

Mercy shrugged, stealthily pulling out her phone. “I think so? Not really sure, honestly. You know I usually go for more serious stuff.”

Dax frowned, lifting her head and beginning to stand up. “If you two don’t want to watch it, then fine. I know not everyone likes rom-coms.”

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sourforce‌:

“ And whose fault is that? I remember you specifically telling me that I needed–mm–to be more of a tease. ” 

Lyra ran her fingers along Mercy’s jaw, touch soft. “ You’re not gonna start before kissing me are you? ” She pouted.

Mercy hummed, crawling up Lyra’s body until they were face to face. She pressed a kiss to the base of Lyra’s neck and continued kissing her way up her neck, along her jaw, and finally to her lips. 

“Wouldn’t dream of it.”

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sourforce‌:

Lyra flipped again so her back was on the bed, looking up at the face of her lover. “ Is that your plan to help me relax? ” She shivered as her core was teased, biting back a pleased noise. Sometimes she liked playing hard to get, and it made the reward so much better. She lifted her hips in invitation, an eyebrow raised in challenge.

Mercy growled playfully, positioning herself between Lyra’s legs and beginning to remove her bottoms. She nipped along Lyra’s thighs as they were exposed, never ceasing in her slow undressing of her Jedi partner.

“You’re such a tease...”

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sourforce‌:

“ They’re comfortable when you end up falling asleep in the Archives trying to cram for a test with your classmates. ” She was absolutely speaking from experience. “ And I don’t wear them all the time, only when I have to. ”

Lyra hummed and parted her legs a little, starting to shrug off the heavier brown robe.

Mercy made quick work of slipping off anything loose, her hand now caressing Lyra’s inner thigh. She moved her hand up and down, coming tantalizingly close to Lyra’s crotch each time, but never making it fully there. 

“I’m a little hungry... Maybe you could get these off so I can get a little snack?”

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sourforce‌:

Lyra giggled, “ Different type of crazy, Merce. Buuuut, ” an impish grin as she wiggled a bit, “ I’m all for you stepping things up. ”

Mercy smirked, pressing a kiss to the back of Lyra’s neck as her hand slipped lower, massaging her rear through her robes. “I’ll never understand the attraction to robes Jedi have... They’re far too thick...”

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sourforce‌:

Lyra snickered slightly, “ It’s pretty bad. ” She leaned into Mercy, relaxing a bit. “ Honestly, it’s a rite of passage or something I swear. How long will it take to drive these Padawan crazy? Probably some type of betting pool among the Masters somewhere. ”

Mercy continued her caresses, her fingertips gliding gently along the back of Lyra’s robes. “Well I’d like to think I am the only one who drives you crazy... But if this plant stuff is giving me a run for my credits, then I should probably step things up a bit, huh?”

She chuckled, playfully toying with Lyra’s hair with her other hand. “Now how about that break?”

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sourforce‌:

“ Uuuggghhhhh– ” Lyra groaned as she faceplanted into the mattress of the bed. “ If I read one more article about the nature of the Force in regards to healing plants I’m going to actually die. ” She was on leave and being on leave meant back to Padawan classes and assignments. She wasn’t entirely sure why she was to read up on providing medical assistance to plants of all things, but according to her friends there was always one class that was relatively useless in all paths of the Order.

Lyra grunted and flipped over, hair a mess over her face. “ Don’t even want to be a Healer…” 

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Mercy chuckled, strolling over and sitting on the edge of the bed near Lyra’s head. “Oh it can’t be that.... Okay so it is probably pretty bad. Come on... Take a break for a little while and unwind. You’ll drive yourself mad with this stuff.”

She reached down, gently caressing the back of Lyra’s head and down her back a little ways.

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nubian-jedi‌:

Isla finished the dishes a few minutes later, setting leftovers in their fridge to make lunch out of the following day. She then quickly changed into pajamas before sprawling out onto the couch between her loves.

“What movie did you two decide on?”

Dax grinned as she pressed play, leaning her head on Isla’s shoulder. “Princess Bride.”

Mercy rolled her eyes, laying her head on Isla’s other shoulder. “Yeah, she wouldn’t let up on it. Said she’d make me sleep down here if we went with anything else.”

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After the trio had finished their plates, Isla stood from the table to collect the dishes in order to wash them.

“I’ll do the dishes, you guys can go pick out a movie.” She suggested.

Mercy and Dax both nodded, heading for the livingroom and browsing their options. Eventually they had it down to either a comedy or a sci-fi drama. Dax ended up winning the argument, the comedy being the final decision.

They both plopped down on the couch, leaving room for Isla between them.

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nubian-jedi‌:

Isla kissed Mercy’s cheek in thanks, then situated her napkin onto her lap to avoid making a mess.

“I could always find tickets for another night, just let me know when you’re off duty.” Taking a bite into the chicken on her plate, she flashed a thumbs up in Mercy’s direction, to avoid speaking with her mouth full.

Dax was immediately immersed in her meal, which Mercy took as a compliment. She took a bite of her own food and sighed in both appreciation and relief. She was always nervous when she tried a new recipe. 

She continued to eat, occasionally taking a moment to playfully prod and caress Isla’s leg with her foot. She was always glad when the whole family could eat together.