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the-fiction-witch · 1 month ago

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Willing Mode P2

Media - Star Wars The Force Awakens Character - Petty Officer Thanisson Couple - Thanisson X Reader Reader - Y/n Rating 17+ Semi Nudity/ Sexual discussion Word Count 1176

Thannison went about his daily routine, working on the ship and tending to his duties. But every morning, after his shower, he made a point to visit Y/n's stasis pod. He would stand there, looking down at her peaceful face, reading her dreams and learning more about her with each passing day. Even though she couldn't hear him or respond, Thannison felt a deep connection to the girl before him. He would talk to her softly, sharing his own thoughts and feelings, hoping that somehow, somehow, she could hear him. And whenever he felt that familiar ache between his legs, he would reach out, touching himself as he imagined Y/n's body writhing beneath his own, He would bring them both to climax. Thannison knew that waking her up was not an option, only she could do that herself, but that didn't stop him from wishing for it every day.

He went down as usual this morning leaning on the freshly cleaned pod glass from yesterday's session. "Good morning Y/n… Humm what did you dream last night my angel?" Thannison's eyes widened as he read Y/n's dream, a soft smile on his lips. He couldn't help but feel a sense of longing for the life it described a house by a waterfall, children running around, playing and laughing. It was the kind of life he had always wanted, but had never quite found. “Ah Y/n,” he sighed, leaning closer to the pod.

“You have such beautiful dreams. I wish I could be in them with you.” For a moment, Thannison allowed himself to imagine what it would be like to live that life with Y/n by his side. “Every morning, I come here,” he whispered, his voice filled with emotion. “I watch you sleep, and I read your dreams. You're the most beautiful thing in my life, Y/n. I promise I'll make all your dreams come true.” Thannison leaned in closer, pressing his lips against the glass of the pod. “I love you,” he breathed, his words filled with sincerity and longing. He gave the glass above her head a kiss and pulled away from the pod, his lips still tingling from the kiss he had placed on the glass. He took one last look at Y/n, his heart aching with the desire to be with her, to hold her in his arms and make love to her until neither of them could breathe. With a heavy heart, Thannison turned and walked away from the pod, heading off to work.

As he went about his day, his mind was preoccupied with thoughts of Y/n. He imagined her waking up, opening her eyes and seeing him there, ready to start their life together. But for now, he would continue to visit her every morning, talking to her, making love to her in his mind, and dreaming of the day when they could finally be together.

Once done with his work he went back to his quarters and he sat in his room eating dinner just a plain bowl of pasta watching TV. But he suddenly got an alert.

Thannison's eyes widened as he read the alert on his watch. Motion detected. He knew that only one person could have triggered it - Y/n.

His heart raced with excitement and anticipation, wondering what she was doing, and if she was finally ready to wake up. Quickly, he stood up, tossing his bowl into the sink. He rushed over to her pod, his heart pounding in his chest as he approached. Thannison's eyes widened in shock as he entered the room, finding Y/n's pod empty. His heart raced with excitement and anticipation, wondering where she had gone and what she was doing. He followed the wet footprints on the floor, leading him out of the room and into the main area of the ship.

“Y/n?” he called out, his voice trembling with emotion. “Y/n, are you there?” He searched every corner of the ship, looking for any sign of her. Following any alerts the ship picked up.

Thannison's breath caught in his throat as he saw Y/n standing on the entertainment deck, her body dripping with water from the stasis pod. She was wearing only a long crew shirt, which clung to her wet skin, revealing every curve of her body. Her hair was damp and hung down, sticking to the shirt slightly.

“Hello Y/n,” he whispered, his voice barely above a whisper. “You're awake.��

"Hello?" Y/n turned to face him, tilting her head slightly in confusion. Her voice was soft and gentle, like a melody he had been waiting to hear for months.

“Hey there, beautiful,” he said, stepping closer to her. He reached out, gently brushing a strand of wet hair from her face, his fingers trailing down her cheek. “I've missed you so much, Y/n.”

"… Who are you?" Y/n asked rather puzzled,

Thannison's heart sank as he realized Y/n didn't recognize him. He had been so caught up in the moment that he hadn't even considered the fact that she had no idea who he is. “Uh, I'm Thannison,” he stammered, trying to compose himself. “I'm…well… kinda… your… your boyfriend.” He took a deep breath, trying to muster up the courage to tell her everything that had happened while she was in stasis. “I know it's a lot to take in, but I promise I'll explain everything. I just want you to be okay with me.”

"ooh… I don't recall having a boyfriend…" She said rather confused,

“Well I uhhh… I’ve been the one… you know… Playing around with you, while you’ve been in stasis.”

“…Oh!” It clicked, “That was you?”

“Yeah, you uhh you're not angry right?”

“…well, I guess not. I did put it on willing mode I just didn’t think anyone actually would.” she explained, “I did have alot of fun, So? You wanna be my boyfriend then?” she laughed,

“Trust me, Y/n,” he said, his voice dripping with confidence. “You and I were meant to be together. I know it might seem strange, but deep down, you must feel it too.” He took her hand in his, gently caressing her palm with his thumb. “Look, I know this is a lot to take in,” he said, his voice softening. “But I've been waiting for this moment for so long.” He took a step closer to her, his eyes locked on hers. “but please, just give me a chance.

without warning she grabbed him and kissed him

As their lips met, Thannison felt a surge of emotion wash over him. He had waited so long for this moment, and now that it was here, he knew that he couldn't let go. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him. His tongue darted into her mouth, exploring every inch of hers.

she pulled back with a wide smile, "You're cute and very sweet. And I’d be more than happy to start this new life with a cute new boyfriend."

“I love you so much!” He screamed picking her up and spinning her around in his arms kissing all over her, “Come on, let's get you nice and cosy Y/n.”

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skylarstark4826 · 5 months ago

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Mitaka hears the page for General Hux, standing right next to him on the bridge – an unsanctioned departure from Bay Two – and then, only seconds later, the sound of an explosion booms over the comm. Sirens blare into action, and everyone tenses at their stations. General Hux winces and marches off with a flourish of his greatcoat, already calling for reinforcements to the hangar, but Mitaka has to stay and man his station. It didn't matter that he'd recognized his friend's voice over the comm, Thanisson's professional tone being erased by the roar of the explosion. He isn't allowed to leave.

When no one is looking, he tries to comm Thanisson on his personal comm, and receives only a crackle of static in return.

He worries through the rest of his shift, and then, as soon as he is able, runs from the bridge, fleeing as if chased through the ship until he reaches Thanisson's workstation. Mitaka's boots skid to a horrible stop. Debris is blasted all the way into the hallway. A jagged hole gapes in the wall like a mouth with burnt teeth, and a cadre of stormtroopers and droids are cleaning up the mess and attempting to seal off the wall that had been blown open. The loud sound of departing TIE fighters echo in through the open hole, tangling with the comms chatter, and above all of it, the high ringing in Mitaka's ears and the sound of his ragged heartbeat.

A stormtrooper pauses in their construction efforts to give him a skeptical look with a tilt of their helmet, and Mitaka motions them over with a sharp click of his fingers. "Report," he says. "I need to know, were there any survivors?"

The trooper looks one way, then the other, as if confused by the question. "I don't know, sir. Not my area. I've only been assigned to clean up the mess."

"Well, was any of the mess people? " Mitaka says, too shrill.

The trooper takes a step back. "Not when I arrived, sir. I only do repairs, not clean-up." They pause. "There was blood on some of the wreckage."

Mitaka curses under his breath, though apparently not far enough under his breath, as the trooper takes another step back. "You ought to check with the medbay, sir. They'll know more than I do."

"Dismissed," Mitaka says, tossing the command over his shoulder as an afterthought.

***

The lift and the subsequent walk to the medbay seem to take forever. Mitaka worries at his gloves. He and Thanisson have been friends for years. Nothing more, no matter how Mitaka may have daydreamed of the possibility. He'd never had the courage for it. When they met in the Academy as roommates, Thanisson was bright-eyed and naive and Mitaka was too shy and soft. They had made it through the harrowing years of school together, gaining training, becoming more savvy. By the end of their years in the Academy, Mitaka was braver, but no less shy, and he watched from a careful distance as his friend grew into an admirable young man, friendly and capable...and just out of reach.

Thanisson was not the foolish boy he once was, but he was still, in so many ways, a boy. So young. Mitaka cannot stand the idea that he would have been hurt today. He'd been so proud when Thanisson had been promoted to Petty Officer; Mitaka had obtained an illicit bottle of champagne, and they'd split it in his quarters. They'd never had alcohol before, and had both gotten quite drunk. It had made him long for the days when they were roommates, when he could be around Thanisson all the time. He hadn't appreciated it enough. Thanisson's cheeks had been flushed pink that night, and his laughter was like the bubbles in their drinks. He could have kissed him. He hadn't.

Mitaka moves faster.

When he enters the medbay, he does not do so professionally. The doors hiss open and he's panting, panicky sweat disheveling his hair. At the front desk the nurse looks surprised, then disapproving at his appearance, and he takes a moment to neaten his hair back under his hat and quiet his breath before approaching her.

"I understand there may have been injured personnel from an attack this afternoon," Mitaka says, as calmly as he can. "Was Petty Officer Thanisson among them?"

"Let me check." She drops her attention to the datapad on her desk scrolling through it, then frowns without looking up at him. "Hmm. I'm sorry, it doesn't appear he's here."

The air leaves the room without his permission. Dead. He'd died. If he hadn't, he would surely have returned the many private comms Mitaka had sent since this afternoon.

Mitaka's center of gravity abandons him and he takes a step back, barely catching himself on his bootheel. When they had graduated together, Thanisson's hair had caught the sunlight and the sunlight had caught his smile, and then Mitaka had caught Thanisson's hand in his own, something that was allowed in that bright moment of celebration. Something he had never had the courage to do without an excuse. Perhaps he had overestimated the amount of bravery he'd gained in the Academy, after all.

The nurse clicks her tongue. "Oh, yes. He's here, in room seven." She clicks through to another page, unaware of the tilting axis of the world under Mitaka's feet. "But – he may not be awake yet."

"Can I see him?" Mitaka demands.

"I will check to see if he is awake, and wishes to receive visitors," she replies, her tone frosted. When she looks up, whatever she sees on his face softens her gaze. "One moment, sir."

She returns in a moment with the sound of rubber-soled shoes and a gentle nod of her head. "He'll see you. But he's still in some pain. He may be a little bit out of it because of the medication. You won't be able to stay long."

"How bad is it?" Mitaka whispers, new fears claiming his breath. "Is – is he okay?"

She gives him a soft smile. "He'll be all right."

Mitaka follows her, wringing his hands together, and when she motions him into room seven – as eager as he'd been, he stops in the doorway.

"Thanisson," he gasps.

His best friend looks so small in the hospital bed, pale against even the white of the sheets. The harsh glare of the overhead lights wash out the blond of his hair into a thin gold halo around his head. Bandages loop up the right side of his head and cover his right arm and shoulder, and light blue bacta pads are visible under the bandages. His right arm is set in a heavy brace to immobilize it – so it must be broken. Thanisson lifts his left hand up from the coverlet, offering a weak wave, and tries to sit up.

"Hey, 'Taka," Thanisson croaks.

Mitaka rushes over. "No, no. Don't sit up. Please, don't strain yourself." His hands are trembling, and he takes Thanisson's undamaged left hand in his own, savoring its wholeness. He is embarrassed to find himself close to tears. "Are – are you okay? Are you in pain? I can – I'll get the nurse again," he says, desperate to offer anything. His eyes dart over the bandages on Thanisson's face and arm. "Gods, what happened?"

Thanisson shrugs one-shouldered, just on the left, the right held in place by the bandages. His eyes look very blue, the pupils too small from the pain medication. "I'm not exactly sure. There was an unauthorized departure from bay two – Kaplan told me to inform Hux – I did, and then..." He mimics an explosion - making a low fwoooom noise - then giggles. He drops back into the pillow, abandoning the small amount of progress he'd made towards sitting up, and his eyes slip closed. He snorts. "I blew up."

"John," Mitaka says, shocked. "It's not funny!" He's embarrassed when tears spill down his cheeks. "I thought you were dead!"

"It's – it's a little funny," Thanisson replies, still chuckling. "I blew up!" He giggles again, illicit champagne bubbles out of place in the medbay. "Why do they call it blowing up instead of blowing down, 'Taka? I was knocked down, not up."

"I don't know," Mitaka chokes. He can't seem to stop crying. "Gods, you really are high."

"That's because I blew up. Got high."

Mitaka gasps out a wet laugh in spite of himself, and struggles to wipe his cheeks without sacrificing his hold on Thanisson's hand. "John. It's not funny. You could've died."

Thanisson opens one eye, and then the other, looking startled. "Oh. Dopheld, don't cry, I'm okay. It's all right." He tries to sit up again, then moans and sinks back to the stack of pillows behind him. "Ooh. Ouch . Okay, maybe I'm not okay."

Mitaka grips his hand harder. "I thought I'd lost you."

"I think you only lost most of my right ear," Thanisson says, and Mitaka sees the threads of fear in his face, sees under the truth of his bravado and jokes that Thanisson knows he'd almost died today. Thanisson's eyes drop to the covers of the bed. "Won't be able to keep my hat very straight, now." His lip trembles, and when he looks up, his eyes are bluer than before, bright with tears. "Is – is it bad, 'Taka?"

"No," Mitaka says immediately. "It isn't that bad. I'm sure you'll be fine. And it isn't as though having a few scars isn't common around here. Kaplan has one, right on his face!" Mitaka says, drawing a line down his temple and neck where the Colonel's scar travels. "So do many members of the Order. If anything, it will be a symbol of your honorable service."

Thanisson's lips are still trembling. "Honorable service won't get me a spouse that can tolerate looking at me."

Mitaka's heart catches in his throat. Spouse. Thanisson hadn't said wife. He'd said spouse, and why does that make Mitaka's hands feel damp in his gloves? He'd never thought there was a chance that Thanisson might return his affections. "Well," Mitaka says, embarrassed by the quiver in his voice. "I certainly don't mind. Scars, that is. I think they can be very, um. Enhancing, to the right face."

Thanisson frowns, his eyes dropping back to the covers. He pulls his hand away and tries to cross his arms, then winces. "I don't have that kind of face. You've got to have a masculine face for that to work, like Kaplan. Or be big and bulky, like Lord Ren. I look young. I'll just look silly." His lips turn down at the corners in a delicate moue that tugs at Mitaka's heart.

"You won't look silly," Mitaka insists. "You've never looked silly. You've always been pretty. And you don't even know how bad it will be, yet. If the Empire could keep Lord Vader on his feet, I am certain the Order can fix one single ear." Mitaka reaches for Thanisson's hand again – he wants it back, to know his friend is alive and feel the life in his warm hand, he needs to hold it – and Thanisson lets him take it, seeming relieved. Their fingers twine together. "The nurse told me you'd be all right."

"Hmm." Thanisson slips deeper into the pillows, his eyes closed, and Mitaka stays, holding his hand, staring at their hands clasped together – Thanisson's bare, his still in his glove. He wishes he'd thought to take his glove off first, but doesn't want to risk disturbing the moment to do it now. Mitaka thinks Thanisson may have fallen asleep, but when he checks, Thanisson is looking at him out of the corner of his barely-open eyes. "You called me pretty, 'Taka."

"Oh?" Mitaka's ears feel hot. "Did I?"

"Yes." Thanisson blinks at him, then looks away, the pink in his cheeks making him look more lively than he has since Mitaka first arrived. "Did you mean it?"

"I did," Mitaka says, gathering the bravery he has. He wasn't the one that survived an explosion today - surely he has the heart for this. "You're very pretty."

"You've never said so before," Thanisson whispers. "Do – do I have to get blown up for compliments?" His eyes are wide, and what Mitaka thinks might be hopeful.

Be brave, Mitaka thinks. He'd almost lost this chance. "You – you can have more than a compliment, if you'd like," he says, proud that his voice is steady. "If you heal up and get out of here, I'll take you to dinner in the officer's lounge." Thanisson's eyes widen further. "If – if you want, of course," Mitaka squeaks. Damn.

Thanisson swallows and his throat clicks. "Dinner?"

"If. If you want." Mitaka wants to sink through the floor. What was he thinking?

Thanisson tugs on his hand, pulling him forward as he struggles to lean up, and Mitaka is startled to realize that Thanisson is trying to kiss him, and closes the rest of the distance. It is worth it to let Thanisson's hand go for this, and he does, propping himself up on one arm to stay balanced and letting the rest of himself sway forward into the demand. Thanisson's undamaged hand grabs the back of his head and pulls him down, pressing their lips together.

"'Taka," Thanisson whispers. "Am I dreaming?"

Mitaka freezes. Oh Gods, is Thanisson too high to know what he's doing? "N-no," he whispers back. "This isn't a dream."

"Oh, thank the stars," Thanisson says, and pulls their mouths back together. The press of his tongue startles a moan out of Mitaka before his tongue wakes up and he returns it. He reaches up and cups the side of Thanisson's face, cradling the soft edge of his jaw, treasuring the intact skin, the pulse thrumming against his fingertips. Mitaka scoots closer, making sure that Thanisson does not have to lean up, and allowing himself the leverage to kiss him a little harder, a little more thoroughly, his heart running wild through his chest.

"Ahem."

Both of them startle, and Mitaka's heart jerks in his chest from a high race to a dead stop when he turns to see General Hux standing in the doorway, looking both annoyed and amused. Mitaka stands from the bed in a frantic stumble that nearly becomes a fall before he's able to snap off a salute to Hux.

"Sir!"

Thanisson salutes left-handed and awkward from the bed. "Sir," he says, looking anywhere but at Hux, his cheeks bright red. Mitaka cannot help but be glad to see the return of color to his face.

"I came to see if you were well after the incident in the hangar today," Hux says. "You performed your duties admirably."

"Th-thank you, sir!" "I also wanted to offer my condolences for the injuries you sustained in the line of duty," Hux says, tucking his arms behind his back and beginning to pace. The amusement that had been in his face fades into pure annoyance. "Suffice it to say, that if it were not for the lax security measures that Lord Ren had taken with his hostage, this entire incident would not have happened. I will do my best to make sure that he is not so..." Hux's upper lip curls with distaste. "Absent-minded in the future."

Thanisson looks at Mitaka, as if for help, and Mitaka looks back at him with wide-eyed unsurety and the barest shrug of motion in the shoulder away from Hux.

"Thank you, sir. I appreciate it, sir," Thanisson says, and that seems to satisfy Hux, who gives him a terse nod.

"Very well," Hux says, moving back towards the door. He pauses with his back to them. "I'm pleased to see that Lieutenant Mitaka is so...dedicated to your recovery." It sounds like he might be smiling, or possibly sneering, but Mitaka can't tell with his back to them, and stifles the strangled noise in his throat. "Yes, sir," Thanisson squeaks. "He's - "

Hux walks away with a harsh click of his boots before Thanisson can figure out what to say, and he drops back into the pillows with a sigh, throwing his hand over his face. "Oh, my God, 'Taka. The General came to see me - "

"And we were kissing."

Thanisson raises the hand off his face. "We were, weren't we?" He smiles, shy. "Would you like to kiss me again?"

Mitaka smiles at him. "I don't know. Do you think Lord Ren will come to apologize?"

Thanisson grins. "No."

"Then I would like nothing else more," Mitaka says, and kisses him again.

After a moment, Thanisson breaks the kiss and leans back with a sigh. Mitaka should go and let Thanisson rest, but he doesn't want to leave. He fluffs the pillows behind Thanisson's head and receives a sleepy little smile for his efforts, then places a tender kiss on Thanisson's forehead in return before he moves to the guest chair, making sure to pull it close to the bed so he can take Thanisson's hand.

"'Taka," Thanisson mumbles. "You should go sleep."

"I will," Mitaka says, though he doesn't plan on leaving. "Once you do."

Thanisson laughs, a soft tumble of breath onto the blankets pulled up to his chin. "I can't believe Hux caught us kissing when I've had a crush on you since second year. Of all the times."

"Of all the times," Mitaka says, though that really isn't the part of Thanisson's statement that he's concerned about. He swallows hard. "Since second year?" "Mhm," Thanisson says, and his chin tips down as he falls asleep, his fingers going lax in Mitaka's hand.

Mitaka looks at the soft fall of blond hair over Thanisson's forehead, the way his lashes lay in velvety shadows against his cheeks, and resolves to be even more brave in the future.

Spouse, Mitaka thinks, we'd be able to share quarters again, and doesn't know he's smiling when he falls asleep, leaning against the edge of the bed, Thanisson's hand loosely held in his own.

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finaliseur · 2 years ago

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anonymous 》 Who is General Hux’s favorite employee?

❝ It's probably Major Abara. ❞

❝ You're just saying that because he's hot. ❞

❝ I don’t-! That's no way to speak to a superior, Petty Officer Thanisson. ...Wait, do you think he's hot? ❞

❝ It's me. ❞

❝ It's definitely not you. It's probably Mitaka.❞

❝ First of all, rude. I was joking. I think it was Vice Admiral Waada. The General gave her command of her own ship... ❞

❝ I don't know what's wrong with all of you. It's obviously Phasma. ❞

#ty for this!#⋆✶― 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 ―✶― answered #This is why Hux doesn't have employee of the month. lol #⋆✶― 𝙧𝙚𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙙𝙪𝙩𝙮 ―✶― ic » opan #⋆✶― 𝙧𝙚𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙙𝙪𝙩𝙮 ―✶― ic » thanisson #⋆✶― 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙚 ―✶― ch. study » unamo #⋆✶― 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙚 ―✶― ch. study » anjali #⋆✶― 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙚 ―✶― ch. study » chapul #⋆✶― 𝙖𝙧𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙙 ―✶― queue

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fractured-spine · 3 years ago

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Thanisson: General Hux gave me a get better soon card.

Mitaka: aw, that’s sweet.

Thanisson: I wasn’t sick. He just thought I could do better.

#incorrect star wars quotes #incorrect star wars sequel quotes #general hux #armitage hux #star wars #star wars sequels #dopheld mitaka #lieutenant mitaka #petty officer Thanisson #thanisson #hitaka #the force awakens

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armitagehuxsleepschedule · 11 months ago

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Thanisson: Look under there! Mitaka: Under where? Thanisson: You fool. You absolute buffoon. You are such a monumental idiot that you don't even realize what you just said. I am a verbal magician--

#incorrect quotes #incorrect star wars #star wars #star wars sequel trilogy #the force awakens #the last jedi #the rise of skywalker #the first order #petty officer thanisson #dopheld mitaka

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teenagedirtbagbaby87-blog · 6 years ago

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Things I want in the new Star Wars movie: Mitaka and Thanisson braiding Kylo's hair.

#star wars #sw #kylo ren #antis dont interact #ben solo #pro kylo ren #pro first order #first order #the first order #Thanisson #petty officer Thanisson #lieutenant mitaka #dopheld mitaka #star wars headcanons #star wars sequels #star wars sequel trilogy #star wars series

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textsfromfirstorder · 7 years ago

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crepeycrepeyspacewizard · 8 years ago

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Alternative Accommodation by GenerallyHuxurious

| A Thanician fic on AO3 | Explicit | 3,602 words |

When Thanisson's roommate returns to the Finalizer and ruins his sex life Thanisson decides to take his boyfriend somewhere special. Now where might Matt the lowly Radar Technician most like to have sex?

A crack ship that became serious, welcome to my rarepair...

Written for the prompt "We can't do that here!"

Additional Tags- Established Relationship, Matt Isn't Kylo Ren, Rare Pairings, Sneakiness, Breaking and Entering, Hero Worship, Obsession, Surprises, Size Difference, Clothed Sex, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Sexual Fantasy, Fantasizing, Dirty Talk, Bad Dirty Talk, Idiots in Love, Glasses

The actor who plays Thanisson was born in 1990. No really, look it up if you don't believe me.

#Thanisson x Matt The Radar Technician #THIS IS THE ONLY FIC FOR THAT PAIRING #I've reached peak rarepair #Thanisson #petty officer thanisson #Matt the Radar Technician #Kylux #Kylo Ren #Armitage Hux #Kylux is plot critical #please reblog

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the-fiction-witch · 1 month ago

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Willing Mode

Media - Star Wars The Force Awakens Character - Petty Officer Thanisson Couple - Thanisson X Reader Reader - Y/n Rating 18+ Semi Non Con / Unaware/ voyerisum/ masturbation Word Count 1209

Thannison walked the ship trying to find something to do with his days. Most everyone was in stasis for the trip across the galaxy. But he got offered ten times the pay in order to be the one guy who stays up for the whole year alone just to make sure the ship ran properly. It was all done by the automated computers so he was only there to press the occasion error button or fix a jammed connector. But it was fun the ship had everything he could dream of pool, cinema, gym, gaming hall, it really was paradise. But or course... After a few months alone... He was getting kinda lonely. And not just for talking with friends but also... Really lonely. And the automatic fleshlight in his quarters just wasn't cutting it anymore.

He walked into the women's stasis deck and tried to see if maybe he could find some pretty girl to look at. But all the pods had privacy screens so no one could see them. Well... Almost all of them.

All the pods had a lock so if anyone tried to turn off the privacy screen it would demand a password and lock him out but... But One pod didn't. It simply asked if he wanted to make the pod visible.

Thannison's eyes widened with excitement. His mind raced with dirty thoughts, imagining the beautiful woman inside,, his heart pounding in his chest. “Hello there, pretty lady,” Thannison whispered seductively, his voice trembling with anticipation. “I won't tell if you won't.” He reached out and slowly pressed the button, revealing the stunning woman inside. Thannison's mouth went dry as he drank in the sight of her beauty.

The stasis pods required them to be naked. Will a tube inside her mouth for air. And another holding her pussy for waste removal and so they could get fucked by dildos and sucked with vibrators if ever they got horny in their statis.

Thannison's breath caught in his throat as he beheld the sight before him. The girl's naked body, suspended in stasis, was a feast for his eyes. Her skin seemed to glow in the dim light of the stasis chamber, and Thannison couldn't help but let out a low growl of appreciation. Her breasts, just big enough to jiggle with each gentle breath, were perfect. And that ass! Round and plump, begging to be spanked and caressed. Thannison's cock began to stiffen in his pants as he imagined himself between her thighs, burying his face in her sweet pussy. Thannison's eyes travelled down the girl's body, taking in every curve and contour. His hands began to tremble with anticipation as he reached out towards the stasis pod. He knew he shouldn't, that it was wrong to touch a sleeping woman like this. But he couldn't help himself. His hormones were in overdrive, and he needed release.

Gently, almost reverently, Thannison placed his hands on the edge of the stasis pod, leaning in closer to get a better look at the girl's face.

Her features were soft and peaceful, her full lips slightly parted as she breathed deeply. Thannison's heart raced as he imagined kissing those lips, tasting her sweet breath on his own. He looked at the information on her profile that the pod displayed.

Her name was Y/n.

Thannison's eyes widened as he read Y/n's dream description. A fantasy land with dragons and knights? His mind immediately began to wander, imagining all sorts of dirty scenarios involving the beautiful girl and himself in a world filled with danger and passion. He couldn't help but let out a low chuckle as he pictured himself as her brave knight, protecting her from harm while also taking advantage of her willing body.

Thannison's eyes never left Y/n's face as he quickly unzipped his jumpsuit, releasing his rock-hard cock. He began to stroke himself slowly, relishing the feeling of his own skin against his shaft. His breath came in short, sharp gasps as he imagined plunging his dick into Y/n's tight pussy, filling her with his cum while she slept. The thought was too much to bear, and Thannison could feel himself getting closer to the edge. He pumped his cock faster, his balls tightening with each passing second.

“Fuck,” he groaned, his voice low and husky. “I need to fuck you so badly, Y/n.”

It was then he saw another option. One he hadn't noticed in his lusty haze. She has turned on willing mode. That must have been why he could turn her privacy off. She purposely choose to allow anyone who was awake to look at her. And also as part of the mode allowed them control of her vibrators to fuck her. It wasn't a common thing people used but some people had kinks that liked getting used by strangers.

Thannison's eyes widened in shock. His mind raced with possibilities, imagining all sorts of dirty things he could do to the beautiful girl while she lay helpless in her stasis pod. He knew he shouldn't take advantage of her like this, but she put it into willing mode! She was allowing it to possibly happen! The temptation was too strong to resist. With a low growl of determination, Thannison reached out and activated the mode, giving him control over Y/n's vibrators. The stasis pod beeped softly as it prepared for use, and Thannison couldn't help but let out a low chuckle of anticipation.

Thannison placed his hands on the edge of the stasis pod, leaning in closer to get a better look at Y/n's face watching for any sign of reaction as he slowly increased the vibrations of the devices buried deep inside her. A soft moan escaped her lips, and Thannison felt a surge of excitement course through his body. His cock throbbed in his pants as he imagined plunging into her tight pussy while the vibrators worked their magic on her sensitive flesh. With a low growl of determination, Thannison began to thrust his hips, mimicking the motion of her toys.

“Fuck yes,” he groaned, his voice low and husky with lust. “I'm going to fuck you so hard, Y/n. You're going to love every second of it.”

Y/n squirmed a little reacting to the feeling arching her back and moaning softly,

Thannison watched intently as Y/n's body responded to the stimulation, her back arching off the bed as she moaned softly. The sight of her writhing in pleasure only made Thannison harder, and he began to thrust his hips more urgently. His other hand found its way to his cock, stroking it in time with his movements as he lost himself in the fantasy.

“Fuck yes,” he groaned, his voice low and husky with lust. “I can't wait to bury my cock in your tight little pussy, Y/n. I'm going to make you scream my name until you can't remember your own.” He groaned, “The moment you wake up… I promise…”

Thannison watched in awe as Y/n's body tensed, her back arching off the bed as she came hard. The sight of her squirting on her vibrators was too much for Thannison to handle, and he felt his own release building at the base of his spine. With a low growl of determination, he quickened his thrusts, pumping his cock harder and faster as he imagined plunging into her. Thannison's eyes rolled back in his head as the first waves of pleasure crashed over him. With a guttural cry, he exploded, sending spurts of thick, white cum across Y/n's stasis pod. The sight of his seed splattering against the clear plastic was too much for Thannison to handle, and he continued to pump his cock frantically, wanting to cover every inch of the pod with his essence.

"Rest up, beautiful, he whispered, leaning in close to brush his lips against the pod giving it a small kiss before he went back to his work.

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A hand lightly touching his shoulder jolted Mitaka from his contemplation of the greenish food-like substance on his plate. He blushed instantly as he recognized the slim, blonde young man setting his caf on the table next to Mitaka’s lunch tray. Thankfully the young man wasn’t looking at his face, instead focusing on pulling out a chair and settling down on it.

“They are doing the do.” Thanisson declared with absolute certainty. “It’s obvious.”

“Who?”

“The General and Lord Ren. They are at it like, I don’t know, people who are at it all the time.”

Mitaka scowled and poked at his food. “No, they aren’t.”

“Yes they are. Wanna bet?” Thanisson’s sly smile made Mitaka’s blush intensify to an even more embarrassing level. He kept his gaze locked on his tray and swallowed hard.

“How do you know, anyway?”

“It’s obvious if you know where to look.”

“Okay.”

“Okay what?”

“I’ll take your bet.” Anything to get out of this maddening situation. The smile on Thanisson’s face was now so wide and bright Mitaka thought his heart would stop. In fact, he hoped it would. Then at least he wouldn’t have to be tortured by this stupid, one-sided, hopeless crush anymore.

“Excellent! I look forward to claiming my reward.” With that Thanisson bumped Mitaka’s shoulder once more and rose from his seat. Mitaka failed spectacularly in not turning his head to watch the Petty Officer’s backside as he sauntered away, sipping his caf. This was getting out of control. Mitaka would have to request a transfer before he embarrassed or hurt himself any further. He had worked hard to finally land a position on the Finalizer but now he was seriously doubting if it was worth the heartache.

Two cycles later Mitaka found himself on bridge duty, trying to concentrate on his work but being distracted by the combined effect of sensing the body heat of Thanisson standing very close to him and keeping a surreptitious eye on his General and Master Ren who were both gracing the bridge with their presence.

As Mitaka watched, General Hux who was standing at parade rest before the large viewport turned his head minutely to glance at Master Ren. The Force-user crossed his arms across his chest and bowed his head. Mitaka gasped and covered his mouth to cover his astonishment. Next to him Thanisson grinned like a maniac.

“I told you so!”

“Stars! How could I have been so blind! They are involved!”

“That, my dear Lieutenant, means that I have won.”

Mitaka’s breath halted at my dear but he forced himself to calm down. “Right. Well. What do I owe you?”

A slightly panicked look crossed Thanisson’s face and he looked away, suddenly awkward and turning crimson. “Oh. I, um, I’ve saved my rations and last time I was on shore leave I bought this nice wine, at least I think it’s nice but I know nothing about wines so it might be awful but I have some food, like actual food if you’d like to, you know, um.”

Mitaka stared at him. He probably should say something, but his brain refused to come up with anything sensible. Thanisson’s eyes were now wide with panic and all colour was draining from his face.

“Okay, sorry, I shouldn’t have presumed, I’ll go now and please just forget I said anything. Please.”

To his horror Mitaka saw Thanisson turning away and grabbed his sleeve. “No! No, I’d like to. You know. Try the wine and everything. I’m sure you- it’s perfect.”

Thanisson’s relief and joy made Mitaka go weak in the knees. “I have one condition, though.”

“Oh? What is it?”

Mitaka couldn’t believe what was about to come out of his mouth. He drew in a deep breath, summoned his courage, and whispered: “Can I kiss you?”

Bet You Anything

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