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𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: sex toys!, overstimulation, p in v, squirting!, unprotected sex, language, pet names (bunny, love)

You wish you would’ve hidden your vibrator right about now… Or did you?

Poe had caught a glimpse of your baby blue vibrator the second he walked into your bedroom and he’s been at it since then.

The warm silicon vibrated onto your puffy clit, Poe’s cock plunging into your tight cunt as he held the vibrator onto your clit.

You were clawing and scratching his arms as he slammed into you at the perfect pace. “Po- Poe please” you hiccup, body shaking as he pushed the button on the toy causing it to dile up in speed.

You couldn’t help the moan spill from your mouth as your orgasm hit you like a truck “OH M- MY F-“ you cried out as he rammed into you “I know bunny, take it, take it all” he cooed in bliss as he watched you dumbly bounce with his thrusts.

You couldn’t handle the feeling of his cock stretching you full and the toy vibrating onto your swollen clit. You scratched at his arms in agony, your legs trembled and jittered as your orgasm continued.

“N- no no no P- Poe” you cried as you felt an unfamiliar feeling building in your tummy. “A- ah!” You seethed as clear liquid squirted onto the sheets, your vision went blurry, a high pitched moan escaped your lips as you felt his tip nudging at the perfect spot.

Poe let out a gruntled moan as you squeezed him, coating his legs and lower abdomen with your wetness. He chuckled at the way you cried and gasped as he continued his thrusts “Didn’t know you could do that huh love?” He cooed.

Your brain was completely foggy, tears stained your cheeks as he pulled the silicone away and turned it off. Deciding to give your poor clit a break but not letting up on his thrusts. “Look at you” you seethed as he took in your glowy complexion and teary eyes.

He could feel your cunt throbbing around him, his pace getting sloppy and messy as he held himself up with one arm besides your hip. “Oh fu- fuck a- ah” he seethed.

His seed spilled into your puffy cunt, his moans filling your ears as he thrusted one last time. Poe’s body slumped forward as his orgasm continued to wash through him, his lips smashed into yours as he held you close.

“That’s it, th- that’s it” he hummed.

[chloe-skywalker]

Grown Up - Poe Dameron

Poe Dameron x Fem!Reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 989

Summary: Han come’s back to find out his daughter is more of an adult than he thought.

Authors Note: I found this half written dialog under my bed on a scrap of paper and it had the original prompt for my story ( “oh kriff no!” - Han Solo ) and I realized after I wrote this that it felt familiar and thats because I already wrote it lol. So I changed it up some, gave it a new name, summary and ending.

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“General. You wanted to see us.” Poe said as him and Y/n entered the bridge holding hands.

“Yes.” Leia turned to face them with a smile. “We have some guests landing in a few hours and I’d like the two of you to greet them.”

“No problem.” Poe nodded, it sounded easy enough.

“Who are they mom?” Y/n asked wondering if they needed to impress the people coming or not.

“You’ll see.” Leia smiled secretly, she knew exactly who was coming and she wanted to keep it a surprise to her daughter.

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Later that day Poe and Y/n were heading to the hanger to greet their secret guests. Who must’ve gotten there early but the most shock of seeing their ship was which ship it ended up being.

“Daddy! Chewie!” Y/n yelled out in shock and excitement. She hadn’t seen them in years.

Chewiw roared out as he ran down the ramp and over to Y/n. Picking Y/n up tightly hugging her and he spun her in the air.

“Hey Fuzzball, let me hug my daughter will ya?” Han said from behind them.

“Hi Daddy.” Y/n laughed as Chewie put her down.

“Hey baby girl.” Han hugged her.

“How’ve you been?” Y/n asked once they pulled apart.

“Good. Good- you?” he nodded.

“Great.” Y/n smiled and looked back at Poe before introducing the two. “Oh dad, this is Poe Dameron.”

“Honor to meet you sir.” Poe stepped forward holding out his hand for a handshake.

“Liewise kid. We’ve heard of your reputation.” Han shook his hand after staring at him and his hand for a moment.

“Mom’s waiting for you in the command room.” Y/n spoke up sensing a tension building from her father.

“Roarrrr, Roaaar, Roooar.” Chewie pulled Y/n back into a hug.

Y/n laughed, hugging him back. “Yes Chewie, we’ll see each other later.”

“Bye Sweetheart.” Han said as he and Chewie headed off to find Leia.

“See you later dad.” Y/n waved at them as they left the hanger, her and Poe Left next to each other.

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“Han.” Leia greeted turning to focus her attention on him as he entered the bridge.

“Leia.” Han smiled at him.

“How are you?” Leia asked as they stood right across from each other.

“Good, been good. Busy.” Hand nodded looking around before focusing back on her. “You? How’ve you been? It’s been awhile.” He wondered about her and how she’s been.

“I’ve been good. Busy as well.” She answered.

“Yeah, yeah I can see that.”

“What’d you think of your welcome?” Leia smiled, knowing he enjoyed seeing his daughter after so long.

“It’s been so long since I’ve seen her. Not since…” Han nodded with a remaining smile.

“She’s grown into a fine young woman.” Leia stated as they turned and started to walk, leaving the bridge behind them.

“How old is she now? 20’s?” Han guessed.

“Yes. She’s in her early 20’s.” Leia confirmed.

“Have I really been gone that long?” Han looked at her with sadness in his eyes.

“You have.” She missed his expression with a grimace.

“I’m sorry.” he apologized.

“You’ve missed a lot.” Leia skipped over the apology.

“I have.” Han knew he missed a lot and he wished he would’ve done things differently.

“What’d you think of Poe?” Leia asked changing the sorrow subject to a lighter one.

“The pilot with her?” Han wanted to confirm who they were talking about.

“That's the one.”

“Seems like a nice guy. Heard his reputation.” He tells her but he also didn’t understand why she wanted to talk about this Poe.

“He’s my best pilot.” she stated.

“Hmmmhmm, from the stories I’ve heard of him I would figure. He seems like a good guy.” Han shrugged.

“He is. You can even ask your daughter.” She smiled at her indendo she knew it’d get his attention.

“Y/n?” What did his daughter have to do with this?

“Hmmm Hmmm.” Leia hummed with a nod of her head.

“Why?” Now he was suspicious.

“They're together.” Leia tells him, expecting what comes next.

“What?!” Han yelled.

“Don’t act all surprised Han. Like you said you haven’t been here and she’s an adult now. They’ve been together for a while.” She explains to him, giving him a stern look in her eyes.

“He’s also reckless! I’ve heard that about him to.” He grumbled now trying to think of all the negative things he’s heard of the shaggy haired pilot.

“So were you.” Lei pointed out in defense of her best pilot and daughter's lover.

“That's not the point.” Han scoffed.

“It has to do with it. Yes.” Leia stated stopping so they’d turn to face each other. “You may not like it. But that’s because you're her father. You're a good father even if you haven’t been there in awhile. You care, and because you care Han no ones ever going to be good enough for your little girl in your eyes. But I assure you Poe is. He’d die for her.”

Han thought over her words, knowing she was right. “I still don’t like it.” 

“I don’t expect you to right away.” Leia smiled at him coming around.

“Maybe I’ll stay around for a while.” He really did miss Leia and Y/n but he also needed to keep an eye on this Poe guy.

“You're welcome to as long as you don’t try to sabotage their relationship.” Leia laughed already knowing what he might plan later. When he looked down with squinted eyes Leia got serious. “Han I mean it.”

“Fine.” Han groaned out giving into her wishes for him to play nice.

“I’ll be watching you.” Leia stated letting him know she won’t let him ruin their daughter's relationship. At all.

“Yeah, yeah.” Han mumbled as they looked to the hanger, seeing their daughter and Poe laughing and chasing each other around his X-Wing.

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[dailyreverie]

Snowbound

A/N: Kicking off the holidays with a cute snowy moment with Poe ☺️❄️ I hope you all enjoy this, and all the stories that are coming!

1. Ice skating

Pairing: Poe Dameron x reader

Word count: 1.1K

Holiday prompts ⛄

You walked for what felt like ages, until you could swear your joints were frozen from your feet being buried under snow for so long. But Poe wouldn’t hear your complaints, dismissing them with his usual confident smile swearing you were close to the town you were supposed to reach for supplies.

“Remind me again, why you landed so far?” You complained as he helped you jump down a snow-covered rock. 

“This place is basically hidden under the trees. Besides, the last time I came here the weather was nothing like this, I was able to land closer.” Poe defended himself and his ‘no more than a 15-minute walk’ promise he gave before you left. Your landed right in front of him after you jumped, meeting eye-to-eye with him, his hand not leaving yours in the process not letting you slip onto the cold ground; still, you glared at him. “Don’t hold it against me.” He tried one last time.

“I won’t be able to if I freeze to death.” Ever the gentleman, Poe lifted your hand to his lips and gently kissed your knuckles. “Don’t try to charm me, flyboy.”

“I promise I’ll make it up to you.” In between his rosy cheeks, hidden under the hood of his puffy jacket, you saw that cheeky sparkle in his eyes that you’ve always loved.

“You better,” after a playful push of his shoulder, you kept on walking your never-ending trail of snow.

“I promise we are close now, and we’ll stay the night in the coziest inn I can find.” Your chuckle told him everything he needed: you were not mad, you were just cold. “We only need to reach the lake, surround it, and we’ll be no more than 5 minutes away.”

“And are you sure we are not lost? If there’s a lake nearby we should at least be able to see it, and no offense honey but- woah!” The next step you took made your foot slip, almost making you fall backward if it weren’t for Poe’s hands catching your back. “What the hell?!”

With cautious feet, Poe stepped and slid his foot on the ground. “This is the lake.”

As you and Poe stood there, recovering from the unexpected slip on the ice, the sudden appearance of BB-8 added a new layer of chaos to the situation. Poe's attempt to warn the droid about the icy surface was cut short as BB-8 rushed past you both, completely unprepared for the slippery terrain. “BB, watch out! Everything in front of us is-” Poe’s words died in his throat as the droid rolled past you, not slowing down a bit and clearly not expecting to slide around the ice. The droid began to let out high-pitched beeps, screaming in surprise into the cold air. The scene in front of you sent you both into a fit of laughter as the droid kept spinning around, doubling in laughter as BB tried (and failed) to stop his round body from whirling on the ice.

In the midst of it all, Poe found your hand, warmth meeting cold, and he pulled you onto the icy surface with mischievous intent. “Hey! What do you think you are doing?”

“Come on, let’s join Beebs.” His eyebrows did a swift up and down motion, almost convincing you. 

“No way, Poe! I’m not planning on breaking a leg!” You protested as he kept pulling, and much to your dismay, he managed to successfully pull you into the ice. “KRIFF, POE!” You exclaimed between laughter as you slid, Poe’s hands on your waist steading you as he pulled you, sliding himself backward not to miss any expression on your face.

As you reluctantly found yourself on the icy surface of the lake, Poe flashed you one of his famously mischievous grins. “Why do you look like you are about to murder me?”

You stared at him standing still as a rock, not risking moving and dramatically falling on your bottom. “Because I just might do it.” If it weren’t for the tremble on your legs, Poe would’ve been sure of your threat. It didn’t help you, though, that the second you tried to move away from him your feet began to wobble on the icy surface. Poe was quick to steady you with firm hands on your hips, but that didn’t stop him from erupting in laughter, loudly and with his head thrown back, his melodic laughs echoing around the snow-covered trees that framed the lake. “I will kill you, Dameron!”

“Come on, sweetheart! It’s not that hard,” Poe expertly slid to stand behind you, his chest against your back and his grip still tight on your waist; you knew that whatever happened next, he was not gonna let you fall. “One foot in front of the other, just like walking.” He encouraged you, pushing you softly as your feet began to move.

With Poe's guidance, you reluctantly began to take cautious steps on the ice, trying your best to maintain your balance. His warm presence behind you and the reassurance in his voice eased some of your tension, and soon he let you go and stood still to watch you gracefully slide across the ice.

“Told you! You are a natural!” Poe cheered, followed by a few beeps from BB who had finally managed to slow down to a soft spin. “You did not do it better, bud, you couldn’t even stop.”

“I’m way better than you, BB!” You couldn't help but smile at Poe’s infectious enthusiasm, and soon enough, you found yourself actually enjoying the unexpected detour from the mission. You couldn’t seem to remember the cold, your hurting joints, and the mountains of snow, right then, the only thing on your mind was enjoying this little moment Poe created out of nowhere for the two of you.

Poe joined you soon after, skating quickly to catch you by surprise. His hands landed on your hips as you squealed, even more so when he pushed you across the ice to test your abilities. “Oh, you’re in for it, Dameron!” you declared, a mischievous glint in your eyes as you skated back to him, challenging him to a race.

“The winner can have the shower first.” Poe grinned, the twinkle in his eyes matching the snowy landscape around you. 

“Or…” You stood dangerously close to him, your noses almost touching. “If I win, you won’t get to shower with me.” Poe’s eyes widened, he was sure your sultry tone alone would be enough to melt the ice - if he didn’t melted before. Before he knew it you were skating away, laughing at his shocked face.

“Hey! That’s not fair!” Poe caught you and twirled you around on the ice, your laughter mingling with his as you both ran away from each other. The worries of the mission, the biting cold, and the challenges of the journey melted away; you always wondered how Poe did it, how he could make you forget everything that was wrong with such simple things. Turns out, his only mission these days was to see you smile.

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[geo-winchester]

Poe Dameron with Solo reader and 22 and 43 from the list please!!!!

TO THE MOON AND BACK

A/N: hi lovely anon, thank you so much for you request, I missed writing about Poe so thanks for making me write about him, I hope this is what you expect and that you love it!!

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The night you met Poe is a night you’ll never forget, the cantina was full that day, and after you spent most of the day catching Rathtars, you tried to relax with your father and Chewie, you made your way to the bar and order your drink, it was a few minutes later when you felt someone by your side, when you look up, you saw a man, with black curls, soft eyes and with a little smile at you.

-hey- you finally said.

-Hey- he said -I’m sorry if I look like a freak.

-Don’t worry, I have it worse, at least your….

-Handsome- you laugh.

-I was going to say sorry- you couldn’t help but giggle when you noticed his blush -I’m sorry I shouldn't have been laughing.

-I’ll forgive you if you tell me your name.

-Yn…

-Nice to meet you Yn, I’m Poe- he said as he shook your hand -I know I just met you like 20 seconds ago but I feel like I met you for 20 years.

-Oh god- Han said behind him, Poe’s colors faded away when he saw who was talking -Please tell that wasn’t your punch line, because I have to tell you, that it was pathetic- he then looked at you -you’re ok, kid?

-Yes dad- you said -I’ll be there in a minute- he nodded.

-Try not to flirt with anyone else on your way, you know that Chewie doesn't like it- you rolled your eyes.

-I thought it was you who doesn’t like it when I date someone- he shrugged.

-I don’t want my little girl to get hurt, right kid- he said tooling Poe’s shoulder -If someone tries something with her, they have to come through me and my friend over there- he said pointing at Chewie, you saw the panic in Poe’s eyes.

-Dad!- you said, making him look at you -go, I’ll be there in a sec- he nodded and left -I’m so sorry about that, I’ll understand if you want to leave- he thought for a moment.

-Nah I’m not that easy to get rid off darling- he said before he got close to you -but I’ll see you later.

-Alligator- this time he starts to giggle when he notices your blush.

-I’m glad I’m not the only one who embaraces himself- he said with a wink.

The other memory that was pressed in your brain was the day the republic was destroyed. You were talking with your parents when one of the lieutenant informed you that Poe’s X-wing just landed. When Poe got out of his X-wing, he smirked as he made his way to you. 

-Were you waiting for me?- he asked you, you shrugged -You’re hurting me baby- he said. 

-Well, last time My husband went on a mission, he was missing for a week- you said, he smirked. 

-Are you talking about that husband who is handsome?- you nod -And it’s the best pilot of the resistance?

-Second best one- you said. -Your wife is the best one- you said, making him smirk. 

-Oh yeah?- he said as he got close to you, you nod with a smile -God you're lucky I love you -he said before he kissed you -have I told you how much I love you?- you shook your head -To the moon and back- you smiled.

-Oh god- your father said with an annoying gaze -You´re still having those pathetic phases. 

-Dad- you said. 

-I know i know, be nice to the idiot- he said rolling his eyes -I just came here to tell you that we have a meeting- he said before he leaves. 

-Do you think he’s going to like me someday?- you shrugged. 

-Hey you said you love me to the moon and back but you've been on the moon, sooo…

-Oh shit, no, I love you more than that- you start to giggle. 

-I’m starting to understand why my dad likes to tease you- he rolled his eyes, he was about to answer but bb-8 came to you and the two of you were  happy to see him again, a few seconds later another man came to Poe and hugged him, he keep saying about another girl and that they need to save her, Poe looks at you before you nod -Come on swift, lets go to the meeting and told them all this. 

-We’re right behind you- he said, Finn looked at him confused. 

-What just happened? Who is she?- Poe smiles. 

-Come on finn, I’ll explain it later. 

Now everything you lived with Poe seem so distance, as most of the soldiers were getting ready for the battle of Exogol, the two of you were sitting on the floor of your room, none of you knew what to say or do, you were just staring at the wall, suddenly he put an arm around you.

-You know I feel kind of bad being here as the rest of the world is stress- he said -but I could spend all my life here and I wouldn’t mind- you smile at him, he start to hum a song you immediately recognized -Can I go where you go?- he softly sang. 

-Do you really think this could work?- you asked, he  thought for a second. 

-I hope so- he said as he took your hand.

-Me too, I’ll hate to raise our kid in a war- he nodded until he realized what you said. 

-Wait, what?- he said, surprised. 

-Surprised- you said a little nervous, you could see that he was still in shock -please say something, I’m freaking out a little, I mean we’re about to go on a battle, maybe the last one and I’m scared to loose you…- he shut you up with a kiss -You’re not mad?-

-Why would I be, I mean yes I get why your freaking out but god, since I met you, I knew I want this, you and me, having our family, and growing old together, specially the last part- he hugged you -So promise me you’ll be careful out there.

-I’ll promise if you promise it too- he nods -and please come back to me. 

-Always- he said before he kissed you -stars, we’re having a baby- he said excitedly and kissed your forehead -I love you.

-To the moon and back?

-To the moon and back- he said with a smile -I also love you little moon- he whispered to your belly -by the way I’m your dad- you couldn’t help but giggle -come on darling let’s win this war.

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[filmyocean]

Y/n: Do you think different paints have different tastes?

Poe: They do

Y/n: …Why do you say that with so much certainty?

[coffeeandbatboys]

The Open Door (Poe Dameron x fem!pilot!reader)

Following a failed mission that you were commanding, Poe tries to help you cope with your awful emotional state.

Warnings: drinking, mentions of death, angst, terrible coping mechanisms, thoughts of worthlessness, survivor's guilt.

You were the only one who made it out. For two weeks you were declared dead. And you were the only one of your team alive.

Poe was crossing the hangar at a dead run to reach you, but you were so out of it you barely noticed him wrap his arms around your shaking form.

"Leia just told me..." He lifted his hand which came away bloody. "Oh, baby."

A you could bring yourself to do was cry into his shoulder.

"They're all dead, Poe. All of them."

Over the next few weeks, you started to drink more and more. At first, it was to dull the physical pain. But it quickly turned into your emotional coping mechanism. You'd borderline pushed Poe away, leaving him to watch you descend into a dark place.

And it was about time he did something.

He found you in your usual seat at the cantina, crying on the table.

Wordlessly, he sat down across from you.

You looked up with red eyes. "What, here to lecture me, flyboy?" You snapped.

"No, as your husband, I'm not going to lecture you. I'm intervening."

You scoffed and took another drink.

"Yeah whatever."

"Where did my wife go? Because I haven't seen her in weeks."

"I'm still you're wife, you idiot."

"No, you're not. Not until you put the bottle down and talk to me."

You stayed silent for a good minute, staring at the floor.

"Then I'm going to need a shoulder to cry on."

After returning to your shared quarters, you sat on the bed.

You took a deep breath. You really didn't want to rehash this.

"Ever since...you know. I've had this guilt. That I wasn't good enough. I haven't even been able to face my mom. I don't think I'm strong enough to."

"You're the strongest person I know."

"Yeah, that's easy for you to say, but it doesn't change the fact that I feel absolutely worthless. As a soldier, a person in general. And as a wife."

"No, baby. Please don't talk like that. I still love you. We all have that one traumatic thing that happens and we feel terrible. But you're strong. If you let me in I can help you."

"I..." You hesitated and tears welled in your eyes. The problem was coming to a head. "I don't know how. I've gone to far, Poe."

He reached out to hold your hands. "Just cry, babe. Let it out."

In that moment, you let out a cry that began strangled, and then developed into a full on wail. Poe's heart shattered into a million tiny pieces. Pulling your head against his chest, a few tears slipped from his own eyes.

Maybe you wouldn't get better tonight.

But there was always tomorrow

[dreamlandcreations]

Operation: Parent Trap

Poe Dameron x Solo!Reader

Summary: BB8 and his new friend decide that their humans need help...

• Friends and Foes • Training day • Briefing • Poster boy •

• Flyboy • Lockdown • Switch the kids • Clumsy cupids •

• Team work • Mother knows • Sneaky • Confessions •

[yelena-bellova]

Freedom to Last: A Don’t Be Afraid Miniseries - Chapter One

Chapter One: Interruption

Plot: It’s a perfectly normal day for the Solo-Damerons. Y/n trains her Padawans, gathers her children and comes home, Poe walks through the door after a long day as General. All is as it should be. Monsters always wait for the concealment of night to prey…

Word Count: 4.6k

Warnings: canon-typical violence, death, blood, one sex joke

A/N: WE’RE BACK!!! I’m so excited to jump into this series and it warms my heart that people are still interested in the DBA universe. I hope this story is just as fun to read as the last one. Unlike DBA, this series will cover more mature themes (violence, kidnapping, imprisonment, etc.) so it’s a more mature teen rating. Small changes have bene made, this now takes place three years after the epilogue of DBA, so a total of 6 years since TROS. I had to go back and read some of the old chapter sto makes ure I got my history right. Anyway, enjoy and let me know what you think!

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Peace had come and peace had stayed.

It felt like a over-simplification to say that peace had just come. Peace had been fought for, willingly and unwillingly. Peace was scarred and bloodstained. But peace shone like a thousand suns and warmed everything in its reach. Peace was worth it, all of it.

I considered peace as I walked amongst my Padawans, who were floating two feet above the ground. Their legs were crossed, their small hands curled against their knees. How they could go from fireballs to perfectly tranquil still amazed me.

The only sounds around us were the soft Naboo winds brushing the high blades of grass, and the occasional fish leaping in and out of the nearby pond. As soon as I ended their exercises, the littlest ones would scurry over to the water and giggle endlessly as they watched his show.

“Alright, students,” I announced, “Return to your starting positions.”

Slowly, and a little rockily, they floated back to the ground. They dusted off their pants and stood to attention.

“That was very good,” I smiled, “Lots of improvement. Remember that to sustain your altitude, you have to fully give yourself over to the Force. It’s not so much forgetting what you’re doing as it is having peace about it.”

“Yes, Master Y/n,” their voices piped up.

“Alright,” I grinned, “Training’s done for the day. I’ll see you back here tomorrow morning.”

Excited conversations broke out in pairs, a few walked back to the temple, and the youngest took off hand in hand for the pond.

“They’re getting better,” Rey called from behind me, leading her own group of Padawans back from their trek.

I walked in her direction, “Aren’t they? How was the hike?”

“You’re all done for the day,” Rey announced to her class, “Remember to hydrate,” she turned back to me, “Very freeing. We’re close to getting to the top of the mountain.”

When Rey and I first established our training center, we thought we might be able to recruit a few younglings and grow over the years. What we got was an influx of young Force-wielders. The First Order’s reign had caused many to conceal their abilities. As they disappeared, so did the fear of being discovered. There were so many students enrolled that we had to split them up between us; Rey took those aged 8-14 and I took 3-7.

“Are you going to see Finn tonight?” Rey asked as we walked back to the temple.

“I wasn’t planning on it,” I said, “Why?”

“I want to lend him one of the texts,” she explained, “He blew through the last one so fast, I thought I’d have more time before he needed this one.”

Finn, the best man of us all, was flourishing. Not only was he co-leading the Resistance, but he was nearing the end of his Jedi training. I had retired from active military service for the purpose of working more with the Force, but he balanced it all perfectly. I was both impressed and slightly envious.

There was also the small case of Finn and Rey and their…whatever it was.

“Give it to me and I’ll have Poe bring it in to him tomorrow,” I shrugged, my expressionless face curling a smirk, “Or you could go and give it to him yourself.”

Rey gave a healthy dose of side eye, “Don’t.”

“What?” I faked innocence.

“That.”

“What ‘that?’”

“That.”

“I just suggested that you go and give our friend the book you’re lending him for his training,” I threw my hands up in surrender, “Though if you were to stay, the sunset’s supposed to be beautiful toni- ow!”

A firm whack of her satchel silenced me. For all of my trying, I’d never get her to own the way her eyes lit up when she was with Finn.

“I’ll bring it right down,” she called, running ahead into the main building.

I took it as an opportunity to appreciate what we’d built. The temple and its grounds were modest, mixing different architectural stlyes to create something uniquely us. The main building was styled after the old temple on Coruscant in the days of the New Republic, when my grandfather would have been a master. But the huts and the stone ground outside were less modern. Rey and I had taken inspiration from Ach-To, the place where both of our Force journeys had taken shape. The whole place felt like home and I was happy our Padawans shared in that feeling.

Judging by the sun’s position, it was time for me to head out for the evening. I started down the stone path that led to the open field, already excited for what awaited me. The closer I got, the more sounds became prominent. High pitched giggles, quick beeps, grass rustling underneath two pairs of feet…each one set my heart alight.

Finally, I got close enough to see the scene. Through the high plains, my two children chased BB-8, with R2 watching from close by.

My babies, their heads covered in dark mops of curls like their father, bounced and toddled through the grass. They shrieked in happiness as BB-8 reversed course and began chasing them. R2 watched them like a nervous mother, ready to intervene at any moment if one of them needed anything. This was exactly how I wanted them growing up; free and full of joy.

“Room for one more?” I called, walking through the field to come join them.

“Mama!” They screamed, runnning at top speed to me. When they reached me, I knelt down and let them topple me over.

“I missed you,” Lyra, my daughter, exclaimed.

“I missed you too,” Jax followed up, never one to be outdone by his sister.

Kisses were pressed to their heads, “I missed you both so much. Ready to go home?”

A resounding chorus of ‘yes’ came.

“R2 and BB come too?” Lyra asked.

“R2’s going to stay here with Aunt Rey,” I explained, R2 hopped between living at our home and the temple, “But Daddy needs BB, so we’ll bring him with.”

They cheered, while I chuckled quietly to myself, “Daddy would fall into a bottomless pit of sadness.”

Rey caught up to us, holding out the Jedi text. “Off you go, without another word,” she ordered me, sweetly changing her tone to address her niece and nephew, “Here’s a game to play on the way home; if Mommy says anything about me or Uncle Finn, scream really loud until she stops.”

Jax and Lyra excitedly bounced up and down before taking off with Bee.

I shot Rey a sarcastic smile, “You’re a gem.”

“And you’re annoying,” she replied with the same smile.

“See you tomorrow,” I called, strolling behind the twins.

“See you then.”

Jax and Lyra chased Bee the whole way back to the Falcon. While my starfighter was precious, it hadn’t been very practical once I started bringing the twins along with me. The Falcon, when not in use by the Resistance, was what I used to fly us the short ten minutes from the temple to our home.

“Can I fly the ship, Mama?” Jax asked as we boarded.

A spitting image of his father, he was the one Dameron whose appetite for adrenaline I had a shot at curbing.

“Not till you’re older, bud,” I said as we made our way to the cockpit.

My body relaxed as soon as I entered the Falcon. Up until Naboo, it was the place I’d lived longest in my life. The twins were growing up in the co-pilot seat, watching both their parents fly the beast.

“Where are our seatbelts?” I began our checklist, a silly little routine I’d come up with to make flying more fun.

“Around our waist,” they answered in unison. We’d also installed seatbelts.

I adjusted a few switches, “Where are our hands?”

“At our sides.”

“Where are our heads?”

“In the sky!”

Smiling proudly, I powered up the ship.“Then let’s gooooo!”

With a round of cheers and hand claps, we lifted off the ground and headed home.

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Upon getting back to our modest homestead, I changed out of my Jedi robes and into my mom clothes. The only piece of the ensemble that always remained with me was my lightsaber, clipped to my belt.

I watched the twins play in the backyard through the floor to ceiling glass windows in the dining room. Poe and I had taken our time taking the house from a bare bones to something beautiful. We finished about half way through my pregnancy, when we got a curveball thrown at us.

Jax.

During the first scan, the doctor was confidant that there was one child and one child only. It was at the seecond one, with Poe anxiously gripping my hand and studying the screen, that the doctor made an announcment. There was a second heartbeat.

There was a moment of panic, we’d have been crazy not to. Two babies. Two cribs. Two sets of screaming 2AM wake up calls. Two bottles. Two of everything. But by the time we got back home, we were overjoyed.

“It’s a good thing, right?” Poe had smiled, “Two little yous.”

“Or two little yous,” I grinned, imagining what our babies may look like.

Poe took my hands, rubbing his thumbs across the skin, “We waited so long for this. I’m not gonna complain that we’re getting more of it than expected.”

It was true. We had waited to start our future until we were in the best possible place. I couldn’t have found true problems with it if I tried…

I shook my head with a smile, “You don’t do anything by half, Dameron.”

“I’m gonna take that as a compliment,” he winked, pulling me into this chest.

My husband had, indeed, won the genetic lottery. The kids, from their hair to their personalitties, were just like their father. It only mattered to me that they were hapy and healthy, but there was a small part of me that hoped they might take on some of my traits as they got older.

I gave birth on the rare rainy Naboo day, the queen having loaned me the royal birthing suite at the hospital. We already had their first names picked out, but made a judgement call as we held them in our arms that night. Poe was squeezed beside me in bed, an arm around my back.

“We gonna do middle names?” Poe asked softly, Lyra dozing against his chest.

“I hadn’t even thought of it,” I never looked up from Jax, admiring the creases in the corners of his eyes, “I mean, I don’t have one. Neither do you.”

Poe inched one shoulder up into a shrug, not wanting to disturb his daughter, “Could be nice to start a tradition.”

“What’d you have in mind?”

He thought for a moment, “What about for Jaxon…Kes and Han?”

“Jaxon Kes Han Solo-Dameron?” I tested the name, “That’s a mouthful.”

“And Lyra Leia Shara Solo-Dameron?”

I tried to laugh quietly, “Poe, that’s five names. And listen to all the ‘a’s.’ She’ll never forgive us.”

“She’s got you as a mom, she’s got Rey as an aunt…I want her to have a piece of our moms to carry with her through life,” Poe whispered, “A’s be darned.”

Smiling and shaking my head, I looked from my husband to my kids. I already knew they was force sensitive, they were already carrying three legacies for three different lineages, the Damerons, the Solos and the Kenobis…

Then I thought about how much I’d have loved to be named after Sola. Perhaps I was named after some relative long passed. Lyra and Jax would never know all their grandparents, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t be connected to them.

“Lyra Leia Shara Solo-Dameron,” I looked back down to Jax, “Jaxon Kes Han Solo-Dameron. Don’t hate us for how we love you.”

Poe snorted, prompting me to join him in a hushed fit of laughter.

Now my overly named children were on their feet every hour of the day, demanding Bee be at their constant beck and call, already asking to fly ships and wield lightsabers. They were everything Poe and I had expected them to be. They were truly Solos and Damerons.

The security system to the house beeped, announcing an incoming ship. I picked up my tablet, though there was no need to. I knew exactly who it was. I just liked seeing the familiar X-Wing fly in every night.

A moment later, the front door opened, and my body was once again put at perfect ease.

“I’m home.”

Nearly seven years together and a decade of knowing one another, and the sound of Poe’s voice still set me on a lovely edge. I looked forward to him coming home each night just as much as I did when we were young commanders, expecting him back from a mission.

And the sight of him…forget about it.

He strolled in, handsome as ever, in his general’s uniform. He’d shaved the beard a while back, when the twins were babies and it became a pain-inflicting form of entertainment to tug on it. The stubble retook its place. There were some grays still coming in on his head, though Poe would never admit it. He wore it all so well, it was almost annoying how perfect he could look without trying.

He wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me against him. “Hi,” he whispered huskily.

“Hi,” I smiled against the lips that were already coming in hot.

The kiss was sweet and eager, like the ten hours we were apart were just enough to bring him to the line between gentle longing and agony. I took all of it, bracing myself by gripping his collar and melting into his body.

Once we pulled apart, a loopy grin appeared on his face. “How was your day?”

“Good,” I smiled like a lovestruck teenager, “You?”

“Long,” he answered, rubbing his hand up and down my back, “Had a meeting with a couple of the Mon Calamari royalty.”

“Ah, that explains the uniform,” I smoothed out the collar.

Poe tugged at the neck, “It’s suffocating.”

I looked from his lips and back up to his eyes, “It’s hot.”

The signature Poe Dameron smirk made its way across his lips, “Then it’s worth suffering for.”

Without another word, the air changed from electric to soothing. One peck to my lips, a squeeze of my waist and he walked off to the kitchen.

“Did the funding come through?” I asked as I followed him through the house.

“Yeah,” Poe reached into a cabinet and grabbed a glass, “It’s not like we’re launching a full-scale attack or anything. We just need to cover some ship repairs, maybe nab a few from a yard somewhere.”

“If you need me to come throw some weight around, I can,” I came and leaned agaisnt the counter, “My grandfather had good relations with the Mon Calamari, so did Mom.”

Poe drank, his Adam’s apple bobbing with each swallow, before setting the glass down. “I think we got it in the bag, but thank you for reminding me that my wife could do my job in her sleep.”

“Not true,” I shook my head, “You and Finn are doing a great job. Three would just crowd the place up at this point.”

Poe gave a half smile as he leaned over the sink, his mind visibly drifting elsewhere. I could sense his unease.

“What is it?” I asked, getting silence in return. That was serious. “I can already feel there’s something you’re not telling me, so there’s no point in hiding.”

Poe scrunched his face up, “But I’m getting better at it?”

I spared a fake laugh and scooted closer, our shoulders brushing. “Come on...”

“There’s been a few…” he sighed, “I don’t even know what to call them. Attacks, I guess, working their way through the systems.”

It wasn’t totally shocking, I’d seen on the Holonet that in the Outer Rim, a few Imperial and First Order disciples had attacked local businesses. Theft, arson, while awful, were still classified as minor compared to what crimes had been committed during the war.

“I read about the Rattatak one earlier today. And Felucia.”

“That’s the thing,” Poe sighed, “They seem to be working their way through the systems, starting with the Outer Rim and working their way in. They just attacked Kashyyyk today. Chewie’s there now checking things out and offering help.”

“Wait, so why is this being kept quiet?” I asked, “I didn’t read anything about Kashyyyk.”

Poe rubbed his hands over his face, “Because technically it’s not something to worry about yet. It’s not an uprising, it’s a bunch of kids thinking they know how to run a galaxy. In an ideal world, it just wouldn’t be happening. I don’t have jurisdiction anywhere where they’re happening, the Resistance barely has any pull on those planets. They’re tying my hands.”

It was then I realized I couldn’t remember a time where I didn’t think like a military strategist. Maybe when I was young, but as soon as Mom had started taking me to senate hearings, I was long gone.

“Are we sending relief?” I continued.

“Of course,” Poe answered, “I sent Chewie with orders to give them whatever they need.”

I shrugged, “Then I guess that’s all we do at this point. We did clean up for so long, there’s always a group who thinks they can do it better than the last guys. Nothing ever comes from it.”

“Yeah,” Poe quietly said, “I know.”

I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and leaned into his back, he held onto my wrists.

“It’s a waste of time thinking about it, but,” Poe paused turning his head towards me, “I wish there’d never been a war.”

It was a thought I’d had nearly every day since the fight had begun. Had there been no war, I’d have never lost precious years with my brother, I’d have never lost my parents, my uncle, hood friends…I’d have become a completely different person.

Jax’s scream of his sister’s name, followed by a round of laughter broke me out of my head.

Had there been no war, Poe and I would have never crossed paths. I’d have never been stranded on Jakku and met Rey and Finn. I’d have never been led to Ach-To and learned my heritage. I’d have never married Poe. I’d have never given birth to Jax and Lyra.

“I do too,” I replied, getting to my tiptoes and pressing my lips to his ear, “But something beautiful was born from it.”

I kissed his temple softly and Poe stroked his hand across my arm. We watched through the windows as our kids played in the grass. Soon, they’d realize that it was long past the time their father came home and run inside to greet him. Dinner would be had, leftovers tonight, and the table would be filled with laughter. Poe and I would tuck them in, give plenty of hugs and kisses, before retiring to our own room. We’d fall asleep in each other’s arms as we always had, and life would continue on just how it had for the past three years…

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*BEEP BEEP BEEEEEEP*

*BEEP BEEP BEEEEEEP*

The emergency communication signal through our bedroom. I woke first, looking to Poe’s nightstand but realizing the noise was coming from both of ours. That never happened.

“Poe,” I slurred, shaking my husband’s arm, “Poe, wake up.”

“What,” he exclaimed, clearing his throat after.

“Comms,” I rolled over and picked up my device, “This is Y/n.”

“Y/n,” Rose Tico called, “The base is under attack. We need you and Poe here now.”

My heart came to a grinding halt, “What?”

“We’re being invaded, we need help.”

Without another thought, I jumped out of bed, “We’re on our way.”

Poe was just finishing his conversation as well, throwing the covers off and grabbing his pants from the floor.

“What the hell?” He mumbled as he threw his clothes on.

I frantically ran to throw a tunic on over my camisole. I threw my hand out and used the Force to retrieve my lightsaber. Though my mind was inflamed with worry, my thinking were still clear.

“3PO!” I yelled, rushing out the bedroom and into the hall, “3PO!”

“Yes, Mistress Y/n,” the protocol droid came waddling in, “How may I-“

“Protect the kids,” I ordered, “The base is under attack.

“Oh, my goodness-“

Any other comments went unheard, I was already out the front door with Poe skidding behind.

“Take the fighters,” he called.

We sprinted around the edge of our house to where the ships were parked. Poe’s X-Wing and my starfighter sat next to one another, waiting for their next call to action.

I unlatched the cockpit and hopped in, not even bothering to fasten my seatbelt but making a point of putting on my headset to communicate with Poe.

“All set?” He rang in my ear.

“Ready,” I reported, the hum of the ship’s innards coming to life. I don’t think I’d ever gotten it in the air quicker.

The ten minute flight seemed to take hours. The closer we got, the clearer the smoke trails were. The base was ablaze.

“You seeing this?” I asked, it was an obvious question but I was dumbstruck.

“I see it,” Poe answered.

We finally neared base, miniature sized bodies scattering in and out of the building. Poe and I landed in the outer part of the hanger, the one area that didn’t seem to be under attack yet.

As soon as I leapt out of my cockpit, smoke hit my nostrils. Blasterfire and screams rang through the air. It took me straight back to the war.

“Let’s go,” Poe yelled, pulling me back to the present.

Extending my lightsaber, the two of us ran towards the back entrance through the hanger. The hallways were pure chaos. Resistance personnel ran hunched over, dodging blaster fire from the invaders. As one woman ran past us, her attacker came chasing after her a second later. Poe, wielding a blaster, landed a shot to his chest.

“Get to the med bay,” I ordered the woman, turning to Poe, “We have to find Finn.”

We took off down the next hall, the various ones around it bringing a stream of cries for help. They’d attacked the halls of the non-combat personnel first, it seemed. It made sense, wipe out all the easy targets first.

Poe and I began to return their attack one by one, my lightsaber slashing through blasters and sticking itself in the chests of the opposing team. Poe and I went back to back at one of the hubs, wiping our separate halls out. It didn’t matter how long it had been since we’d fought together, we were a perfectly oiled machine.

Eventually, we got to the main hall where the offices were. In the distance, I spotted a dark figure landing punches and taking shots.

“Finn!” I called out.

His head perked up, “Y/n!”

Poe and I sprinted down the hall, taking out a few of the invaders on our way.

“What the hell happened?” I asked while dodging a blast.

“They came out of nowhere,” Finn replied, twisting a man’s arm and pulling, causing a sick crack, “Security didn’t even catch them.”

Poe pushed me down to the ground, saving me from a near fatal shot, and fired back. While on my knees, I used the Force to pull a few men to the ground, landing roundhosue kicks once I was back on my feet. I swung my lightsaber around to stab though the shoulder of one who was aiming at Poe.

“Coming at you!” Finn yelled in my direction.

I whipped around and he Force launched his attacker toward me. Spinning, I slashed my lightsaber through his abdomen and shoved him to the ground.

Once we’d eliminated everyone in our hall, we took off toward the center of the base. Inside the war room, there were several Resistance member clutching their wounds and trying to help one another.

“We gotta get out front,” Poe said, “See where they’re coming from.”

We made a beeline for the main entrance where the majority of the blasterfire was coming from. Our soldiers were holding a defensive line to try and keep anyone else from getting in. Poe took up position with them while Finn and I slipped out the side. I dodged blaster fire with my lightsaber and used the Force to knock over one half of the offensive. It gave our team the opportunity to ground most of them. Once the rest of our attackers realized that they had greatly underestimated our numbers, they began to retreat back to their ships.

There was a moment of shocked silence after they left. The noise inside had died down, it seemed like a collective call had been made to leave. In the distance, I could see the Naboo fire and rescue team flying in, ready to take down the flames.

Poe got up from his spot and came to me and Finn, throwing his arms around me. The power of fear that came with fighting was something I’d forgotten.

“Let’s get inside,” he led, “Assess the damage.”

The three of us grabbed three gas masks to help with smoke inhalation and walked the halls. We helped the injured get to the med bay and checked to make sure the bodies strewn weren’t wearing Resistance colors. Sadly, we’d lost at least a dozen.

“You notice anything about these guys?” I asked, looking at one with a lightsaber hole through his chest.

“What do you mean?” Finn asked.

I looked down the rest of the hall, all the intruders wore matching grey uniforms. Similar to what Imperials used to wear during Palpatine’s reign.

“They’re all uniformed,” I answered, nudging the man’s boot with mine.

Poe and Finn looked around them, confirming what I’d said.

“This wasn’t random like Felucia or Kashyyyk,” I continued, “This was coordinated.”

“Guys,” Rose called breathlessly from the end of the hall, “You gotta come see this.”

The three of us followed her to the growing crowd of personnel all staring at something. Getting closer, I could see they were surrounding a body. I couldn’t have imagined what I’d see when the people parted for us.

A woman in a lieutenant’s uniform with her chest slashed open, blood pooling in her lap. A crimson stained paper was tagged to her shoulder. I had to kneel down, the mask barely shielding me from the smell, to read what it said.

‘DEATH TO THE RESISTANCE. LONG LIVE THE NEW EMPIRE.’

I unpinned the note from the dead woman’s jacket, the only dignity I could give her. My eyes didn’t leave her lifeless face as I handed the paper up to Poe and Finn. Their stunned silence matched mine.

The communicator in the pocket of my sweatpants went off, I blindly pulled it out and switched it on.

“Yeah?” I said, the syllable barely leaving my lips.

“Y/n,” Rey called over, “What’s going on? I can see the smoke from here.”

I took the first breath I could actually feel since waking up. “There was an attack,” I stated, my eyes still staring at the woman’s soulless eyes, “We’re okay.”

“What happened? Who was it?”

I pivoted to look up at Poe and Finn, who were just as confused as I was. Yet even with so little information, it all made perfect sense. None of the attacks had been random. They were part of something much bigger. Something that was heading straight towards us.

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Freedom to Last Taglist: @mads-weasley

Poe Dameron Taglist: @lostinwonderland314 @theliterarymess @maybeimart @x-judyjude-x @dindjarinsspouse @generousrunawaydonut @sugarpunch-princess @morganlefaye13 @pancakefancake

[creamecafe]

songs I believe match well with poe dameron

 • work song - hozier

 • wildest dreams - taylor swift

 • line without a hook - ricky montgomery

 • dandelions - ruth b

 • until i found you - stephen sanchez

 • king of my heart - taylor swift

 • lovers rock - tv girl

 • my dude - litany

 • something that i want - grace potter

 • mrs magic - strawberry guy

 • in luv with u - finn

 • sunsetz - cigarettes after sex

 • apocalypse - cigarettes after sex

 • ophelia - the lumineers

 • budapest - george ezra

 • love me like you do - ellie goulding

 • double take - dhvru

 • atlantis - seafret

 • tek it - cafune

 • this is what falling in love feels like - jyke

 • nothing - bruno major

 • renosance - home

 • sex - eden

[imagines-r-s]

trying to get back into a little bit of writing, just because i miss it a lot. so feel free to send in requests while i ease back into it!

[st4rymoon]

- 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 -

𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟕: 𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲 | 18+ | 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭

𝐏𝐨𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Warnings: language, impact play, choking, p in v, unprotected sex, pet names, praising, dumbification, rough Poe, mean dom poe,

𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫-𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭

This was a side you’d never seen from Poe. He had a fist full of your hair, hips ramming into you as his cock buried deep inside you. Seconds ago you were face down ass up, and now you were pinned on his back.

Your head flew onto his shoulder as he harshly fucked you in need. You felt yourself shaking as your eyes squeezed shut. You jumped as you felt a slap on your face “ah ah sweetheart, eyes on mine” he hissed.

You whined as you stared into his eyes, dumbly bouncing along with his thrust before he sucked soft kisses onto your neck. “Sweet as candy” he hummed into your neck, hips rocking into your tight pussy.

Before you could even think, Poe manhandled you onto your back, he spread your legs with a smile on his face “look at that” he hummed.

He watched the slick drip down your messy cunt, licking his lips as he noticed it drip onto his sheets. You whined as he rubbed his cock through your folds, his puffy tip nudging at your swollen clit ever so slightly.

His lips latched onto yours as he aligned himself between your legs. He caught your moans in his mouth as he slipped into your cunt, a chuckle leaving him as he noticed how your eyes rolled back the second he stuffed you full.

You couldn’t help but close your eyes as he picked up the pace, you felt like you were floating, your whole body vibrating in pleasure as he nudged the perfect spot in you.

You could even hear him calling your name from how lost you were, what helped you come out of your trance was the smack on your face. You moaned as he squeezed your cheeks and picked up the pace “didn’t I tell you to look at me sweetheart? Or do I have to keep this pretty little face up myself?”

You hummed as he rammed his fat cock inside you at a brutal pace. You bounced up with each thrust and hiccuped as he sloppily kissed you. “Look at my girl, so damn gorgeous” he smiled.

You were holding onto his biceps for dear life as he began to lift his hips up, hitting deep inside you at a new angle. His hand squeeze around your throat as he slid in and out of your messy pussy “f- oh-“ you tried to get out a single word but to no avail.

He was hitting the perfectly spot continuously it was overwhelming. Shaky moans began to spill out of you, letting him know you were close. “Yeahh that’s it” he cooed, thumb rolling on your soft clit to help you reach your high.

You cried out in bliss as you squeezed him tightly, pussy gushing all over his cock as his pace began to get sloppy. “Fuck fuck” he hissed as he watched your pussy pulsing around him, his eyes hypnotized by the way you dumbly say his name with a smile on your face.

His thick ropes of cum covered your already coated walls. He made sure to get every last drop deep inside you as he held you close for a few seconds just to make sure it all went in.

Both of you were shaking from the intensity of the orgasm, his lips crashed on yours in bliss as he slipped out of your needy pussy.

Poe definitely doesn’t regret taking up your offer about being as rough as he wanted with you now.

[chloe-skywalker]

Somethings Off - Poe Dameron

Poe x Fem!reader

Han x Leia x daughter reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 721

Summary: During “The Force Awakens” in the finale battle Poe can just feel something off and once they get back to base he finds out why. Y/n saw her dad die, at her brothers hands.

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“Be safe okay?” Poe was always worrying about her, but when she’ll be in the first order base. Well that made it worse.

“I will be.” Y/n nodds smiling at his concern while pulling on her boots.

“I know, its just your gonna be on the ground.” He nodded knowing she’d be safe as she possibly could be. But he couldn’t help but worry more since she was going to be on foot inside enemy territory.

“And you’ll be in the air. Makes me worried as well.” Y/n pointed out, he could get shot down. That kept her up at night when she thought about it.

“I know Chewie and your dad will be with you but I still worry.” Poe pulled her into a hug as he came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. He hoped it wouldn’t be their last.

“You worry when you're not with me all the time. And I’m the same with you.” She smiled turning in his embrace and she leaned up to place a kiss on his cheek.

“Just be safe okay?” Poe cups her face putting their foreheads together. He focused on taking deep breaths to try and calm his nerves.

“I will. You be safe for me okay?” Y/n looked deeply into his eyes trying to portray how much he meant to her. Really hoping he’d be careful.

“Ready to go kid?” Han shouted from the falcon’s loading ramp. He didn’t particularly want to watch if his daughter and her mother’s best pilot decided to kiss. 

“Yeah.” She nodded, answering her father. Y/n and Poe leaned in and gave each other a kiss before she had to turn around and leave him. Once she got to the top of the ramp Y/n looked back and waved.

Poe waved back but something in his gut still felt off. If only they knew what was to come.

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Whole Battle that happens

Time Skip brought to you by the force ghosts

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Once everyone returned to the rebel base Poe was frantically looking around for the falcon. Cause if he found the falcon he knew he’d find Y/n. And he did.

“Hey we won!” Poe said excitedly as he ran over to Y/n. He picked her up and spun her around before placing her back on her feet.

“Yeah. Yeah we did.” Y/n nodded trying to smile but after what she just witnessed it was hard to.

Poe noticed her sadness in this happy victory, he lifted his hands up to cup her cheeks looking into her eyes with concern. “Hey, you okay?” 

Y/n gave him a watery smile with tears welling up in her eyes. “No. No I’m not.”

“What happened?” Poe asked, concerned. What had happened to make her so shaky and have tears in her eyes about to spill over.

“Not here.” Y/n shook her head, grabbing his hand and pulling him through the base back to their shared room.

“What happened Y/n? What's wrong?” He asked once the door was closed, Poe was getting a little panicked now.

“My dads gone.” Y/n sobbed out trying not to full on cry but she couldn’t help it.

“What like he left?” Poe furrowed his brow, confused and hoping for the best.

“No. Kylo Ren killed him.” She shook her head letting out another sob with tears now streaming down her cheeks. “My brother killed our father.”

“Oh kriff Y/n/n.” Poe pulled her into his embrace, holding her as tight as he could. Now it made sense he felt a pain in his chest during the battle. “I knew I felt something was off out there. But I didn’t know what.”

Y/n knew they had a force bond, but she wasn’t sure Poe knew. “We’re connected Poe. You probably felt that something to me. When I saw it.”

Poe pulled back to look at her with wide eyes. “You saw it?”

Y/n nodded in confirmation, snuffling it wasn’t a sight she ever wanted to see but she did. “I was with Chewie on the platform above. Saw the whole thing.”

Poe walked them over to sit on the bed, maneuvering them to lay down. “We’ll get through this. I promise. I’ll be here for you. Always.”

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Melt

Part of the Your Wish is my Command universe

A/N: This can be read as a stand alone without much context from the series, but knowing the backstory of this pairing is recommended to increase the yearning feeling of this blurb.

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Pairing: Poe Dameron x Solo!reader

Word count: 625

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Some days happen so fast that you don’t even have time to register what time it is, running from one place to another without notion of who’s in and who’s out, who’s leaving and who’s back. That is, until everyone is called to a briefing room to update on the latest discoveries, which means only one thing: Poe is back.

And you were not there to welcome him.

On those kinds of days, you rush to meet him in the room, instantly regretting missing the moment he came back. Scanning the place, you spot his tense back somewhere in the crowd and you can immediately tell he could dissolve into his seat from all the stress he’s still carrying from the mission; he’s there without so much of a pause to rest and breathe, still in his pilot suit without even unzipping the top off as he usually does, listening to Generals and Officers discussing next moves… when all he wants is a goddamn break.

You wonder if he chose that place to sit strategically - he probably did - because when you join him the person that’s sitting in front of you covers everyone from seeing you. You have to be sneaky still, because your mother is right there, her gaze flickering towards you in the middle of an explanation, and being who you both are, you know that eyes tend to fly over to you. Still, you can’t help but reach over and hold Poe’s hands. He’s clinging to himself, both of his hands intertwined with each other, and that’s how you hold them. It startles him a little, but after a couple of seconds he starts to melt - this time, though, he melts into your touch.

“I’m sorry, I lost track of time.” You whisper without even looking at him. You don’t expect a reply, not when he’s so tense, but you want him to know still. Ever so slowly, he unclasps his hands to hold yours in between his and takes the deep breath he so much needed. Slowly, his muscles begin to release some tension, you feel it even in his fingers and see it on his shoulders, dropping just an inch enough to let you know he’s letting go of the stress.

Poe distracts himself from the talk that’s going on at the front and lets himself look at you. Even if for a brief second, you meet his eyes too, and with that, he’s finally back. The smile you give to each other is one anyone else would miss, it comes with a squeeze to your hand and a silent thank you in his tired eyes.

“It’s okay, don’t worry.” His attention goes back to the front and so does yours. After a few seconds, he leans towards you to reveal a secret: “You are always here.” It’s your turn to melt into him, as much as you can without turning suspicious eyes to yourself. In this chaotic times of your lives, where Poe just came back from seeing Maker-knows-what in this mission, knowing that you are a constant in his life makes your heart feel full.

The meeting finally concludes and Poe stands, reluctantly releasing your hand. You both exchange a final, reassuring glance before rejoining the chaos of your daily lives, knowing that you are each other's safe place in a galaxy that so often feels like it's on the brink of falling apart. You know you will see him soon, that you’ll join him later in his quarters for yet another secret night, but you already miss him again anyway; in that moment as you exchange a glance across the room, the sparkle in Poe's eyes tells you he can’t wait to back in your arms too.

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