#domestic! cal kestis

[believe-in-alderaan]

Studying what remains of the archive⭐

[myfaenwy]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars: Jedi: Fallen Order Series (Video Games), Star Wars: Jedi: Survivor (Video Game), Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: Rebellion Era - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Cal Kestis/Merrin, Merrical Characters: Cal Kestis, Merrin (Star Wars) Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Merrical gets domestic, Domestic Fluff, Cal Kestis DIY projects, Oral Sex, Like ALL the oral sex, Praise, Praise and moaning, Cal Kestis is a menace, Merrin is also a menace, Merrical cooks dinner, Or at least tries to before they get distracted, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, if you squint there is plot, But mostly its smut for smut’s sake, Merrical deserves domestic fluff AND smut, The floor really is clean enough to eat off of, Cal finally gets Merrin bent over a counter like he’s been dreaming about since Jehda, Smut, Fluff and Smut, Merrical can’t keep their hands off each other pass it on Series: Part 6 of you and I are the light that endures Summary:

Cal puts up very sturdy shelves before he and Merrin cook dinner. Or, Merrical can’t keep their hands off each other long enough to finish a single domestic task.

[wastheheart]

@tapalslegacy || continued from here.

Esme sucked in a sharp breath, wincing with her sudden panic. Charles had taken her to the hospital, told her to tell them she had fallen down the stairs or similar. He had lingered until getting bored and impatient, leaving to find a vending machine and have a smoke. She could be honest, tell everyone the truth, but she could feel his hand around her throat even now.

"I'm sorry, I've just been here for hours..." she answered, unable to even meet the man's eyes. "Just do what you have to," she murmured, dried blood staining the side of her face thanks to Charles splitting her eyebrow. "Your touch took me by surprise is all."

[multi-fan-dom-madness]

Laundry Day (Cal Kestis x reader)

Summary: Cal can’t always control when his psychometric powers grant him a glimpse of the past. And even less so when the object holds a powerful emotional echo.

Or: Cal picks up the shirt you masturbated in.

Warnings: NSFW 18+ MINORS DNI; afab!reader but no pronouns used; no use of y/n; porn with some plot; hints of voyeurism if you squint; sub!Cal if you squint; first kiss; first time; hand job; masturbation; if I missed anything please let me know!

A/N: This is shameless and self-indulgent and hastily written before the motivation left. I will not apologize.

Word Count: 2,205

Read it here on AO3!

NSFW below the cut!

You clench your jaw, the damp fabric of your shirt caught between your teeth as you struggle to keep quiet. But gods your fingers feel so good circling your clit and you’re absolutely soaked right now and you have to be quiet because Cal is sleeping in the room across the hall.

The thought of Cal overhearing your late-night activities makes your pussy clench around nothing. Eyes falling shut, you gather some more wetness and press more firmly on that bundle of nerves that has you on fire. Images of Cal’s toned forearms, freckled face, powerful thighs flash through your mind. You stifle a groan.

This is so bad, and you know it. You shouldn’t be getting off to the thought of your friend—never mind the fact that he’s a Jedi. But even when he’s only hidden behind a few thin durasteel walls, he occupies your mind. The way his eyes dance with fiery determination when a new opportunity to strike against the Empire arises. The way his plush lips curve up into sarcastic smiles at your jokes. His tenderness with BD. His softness with you.

And that’s what gets you all riled up in the first place: it’s just how genuinely good Cal Kestis is. There’s not a mean bone in his body. He takes care of you, and you of him, and the domesticity of it all drives you absolutely insane.

Which leads you here. You finally plunge two of your fingers into your tight, wet heat, imagining—wishing—it was Cal’s fingers instead. Exhaling a shaky breath, you crook your fingers up against the spongy wall of your cunt and press. Your hips rock involuntarily, and the added friction against your clit has your toes curling. You breathe deep through your nose, loosening your muscles as the wave of pleasure zinging through you crests.

And you cum, teeth unlatching from your shirt as you gasp out Cal’s name.

Once the aftershocks die down, you shuck the shirt off over your head, the neckline entirely damp with your now-cooling saliva. The temperature is uncomfy; you snatch a clean shirt from beneath your bunk to wear instead. Tossing the soiled shirt toward your growing laundry pile, you settle down under the covers at last, curling on your side as sleep finally, finally takes you.

The next morning when you wake, the comforting hum of the hyperdrive engine is silent. You must’ve arrived at your next destination while you slept. Good. Even though it’s only been you and Cal for about a year now, you still try to keep some extra supplies on board in case any of the old crew decide to rejoin you and Cal. And after your last run-in with the Empire, forcing you into hiding for a standard month, all of your supplies are low. You’ll use this opportunity to restock.

But first, you need to wash up. The lights on both Cal’s door and the ’fresher are green, meaning he’s probably up in the cockpit with BD. Slipping into the ’fresher, you lock the door behind you and turn the knob to heat the water up. Your sleep clothes crumple to the floor as you shuffle out of them, trying to focus on creating a mental list of the supplies you’ll need to pick up today. Yet, your traitorous mind keeps drifting back to your solo fun last night—heat throbbing between your legs at just the thought of how hard you came—and you shake your head angrily at yourself.

“Get a grip,” you grumble.

As if summoned by your thoughts, there’s a knock at the door. You jump. Your heart hammers in your throat.

“Kriff, Cal, you scared me,” you call through the door.

“Sorry,” he calls back, and you hear the genuine regret in his voice. “I just wanted to check to see if you had any laundry? It’ll be a bit before we’re able to get it done after today.”

“Good thinking,” you say. “There’s a pile on my floor. I can get it, though; don’t worry about my stuff.”

He doesn’t respond, and you visualize the sardonic, two-fingered salute he’s recently gotten in the habit of giving. A smile quirks your lips.

A smile that is quickly obliterated as a jolt of pure anxiety bursts through you. Gods, knowing Cal, he’s already gone to grab your dirty laundry, and the shirt—the fucking shirt—is right on top, and you know he can’t always control his psycho-Force-whateveritscalled powers.

The ’fresher door slams open and you dash across the narrow hall to your room.

To your horror, Cal is in fact there, gathering your clothes from the floor, and the warning to wait gets choked in your throat as he grabs the shirt on the top of the pile, the one that’s surely still damp with your spit and sweat.

His entire body stiffens, eyes widening, his grip on the other clothes going limp as he experiences the Force echo you’ve left behind. Feeling like you’ve been doused in gasoline and ice at the same time, it finally registers for you that you’re naked in front of Cal fucking Kestis and he’s feeling you cum to the thought of him.

“Cal, I—”

“Oh.” The strangled moan that tears from his throat has your mind reeling, never in a million years imagining that you’d ever hear him make such a lewd noise, let alone in reaction to you.

You reach for him, placing a shaking hand on his arm. “Are- Are you okay?”

He blinks and seems to physically re-enter this current moment. His cheeks are bright pink, his chest heaving. At his wide-eyed once over of your naked form, your knees nearly give out.

“I’m so sorry,” you continue. Panic seizes at your lungs, making it hard to breathe. “I shouldn’t have- I should have- I’m so so sorry, Cal, I can leave if you want—”

“Hey.” He rests both of his large, warm hands on your bare shoulders, forcing you to look him in the eye. “Deep breaths. I’m not- I’m not mad.”

“You’re not?” You try to catch your breath, but the darkening of his green eyes has your breath catching for an entirely different reason now.

He shakes his head. “How long?”

Chewing at the inside of your cheek nervously, you drop your gaze. “Months. Since we first met.”

Gently, he guides your chin up so that you meet his gaze again. His eyes are soft—darker than usual, yes—but there’s that familiar softness to them that unwinds some of the tension in your chest. He holds your gaze long enough for your heart to stop pounding, but you can’t will away the swirling pit of regret pulling at your insides. He’s not mad, which is great, but he’s still not said anything and you can’t figure out what he might say or what he’s feeling or—

“Can I kiss you?”

You blink dumbly. “What?”

A faint smile ghosts over his features. “Can I kiss you?”

“Oh gods yes,” you squeak out.

A true smile tugs at his lips, and then slowly, giving you ample time to change your mind and pull away, he leans down, one hand supporting the back of your head, the other cupping your cheek. Your eyes close and you stand on your toes, meeting him halfway.

His lips are as soft as you imagined, and you can’t help the needy whine that escapes you as he pulls you flush against him. Your bare, heated skin presses against the leather of his chest piece, tantalizing against the sensitive skin of your breasts. Snaking one hand up into his silken hair, your other grips at his muscled bicep, grounding yourself. His mouth moves slowly against your own.

This is really fucking happening.

He breaks the kiss, but doesn’t go far, resting his forehead against your own. You peer up through your eyelashes at him.

“I take it you feel the same?” you ask, breathless.

“Since we met,” he affirms in a low tone. His thumb brushes over your bottom lip, and you catch the digit between your teeth and suck. He groans. “Gods, if I’d known...”

You just hum, swirling your tongue around his thumb until he withdraws, only to kiss you again. Electricity feels like it dances along your skin where he touches you. Blindly, you tug him backwards with you until your legs hit the bunk. Lowering yourself, he follows, bracing himself over you with his forearms to either side of your head, caging you in. With a soft moan, you hook a leg over his hips and drag him down to you. The friction of his clothes against your aching core makes you hiss.

“Fuck, take these off, please,” you plead, tugging with weak fingers at his shirt.

He sits up just long enough to rip the offending garments off, and you practically drool at the sight of his toned chest as it is revealed to you. Scars litter the otherwise smooth alabaster, and you know you’ll take your time at a later date tracing them, committing them to memory. Right now, though, your attention is drawn farther down as he shimmies out of his pants. His hard cock, the tip a gorgeous shade of pink, bobs as it comes free of its confines.

“Oh gods,” you groan. “May I?”

“Please.”

You’ve never heard his voice so strained before, and you are nothing if not eager to continue drawing sounds from him. Wrapping your fingers tentatively around the hot shaft of his dick, you hum in delight at the way he twitches in your grip. You slowly work his cock, eyes trained on his face, catching every flutter of his eyelashes, every time he bites his lip, every miniscule reaction you can possibly gain from him.

“I want you inside me,” you say.

He groans. “I- I’ve never—”

“It’s alright,” you soothe. You release him for a moment to gather some of the slick from between your folds—and can’t resist rubbing your pussy for just a few seconds, letting a broken moan fall from your lips. Then you use the slick to lube his dick up.

“C’mere,” you say, your legs widening for him to slot in between. “I’ve got you. Say the word and it all stops.”

“I want this,” he says, eyes trained on yours as he settles himself between your thighs. “I want you.”

You hum in delight and, guiding him, line his cock up with your neglected entrance. Wrapping your legs around him, you press down with your heels to push him into you.

His head falls to your shoulder with a broken, gasping moan. You clench at the burning stretch of him filling you, nails digging into his smooth skin. He’s not even touched you, barely begun to fuck you, and you’re already ready to cum.

“Cal,” you murmur, caressing his back, “you okay?”

“S’alot,” he mumbles against your skin. “Can I—?”

“Yes, please.” You press a kiss to his shoulder. “Make love to me, Cal.”

With a whine, he slowly withdraws, every ridge and vein of his cock dragging deliciously on your walls, and then pushes back into you just as slowly. You moan with him at the sensation of filling and being filled, unsure where you begin and he ends, lost in the feeling of just him. He sets a languid pace, kissing your neck, murmuring sweet words in your ear: “You feel so good. Take me so well. Fuck, I needed this. Needed you.”

When he adjusts his grip on you, reaching beneath your body to support your hips, you laugh breathlessly.

“Gonna cum like this.”

He bites down on the sensitive juncture between your neck and shoulder as he snaps his hips against yours, making you cry out. The agonizingly slow pull out, the moment’s pause where only his tip remains in your dripping pussy, and then the overwhelming burst of pleasure as he slams back into you: it’s all you know. It’s all you’ve ever known, all you ever will know. You babble praises, begging, pleading with him, the coil in your belly growing tighter and hotter the harder he fucks into you.

“Can feel you’re close,” he slurs. “Cum for me. Please.”

That’s what does it, hearing him beg for you to cum on him. You go rigid, white flashing in your eyes as the tight coil snaps. Pleasure floods through you, and dimly you’re aware of Cal growling against your ear as he rocks you through it, his promises of cumming in you only serving to draw out the shockwaves of your orgasm. You think you scream. And then, when you feel his dick pulse as he goes absolutely still, you cum again.

He’s laughing when you come down from your high. He remains in you even as he begins to go soft, his giddy, breathless giggles pure music to your ears.

“What’s so funny?” you ask, twirling a strand of his hair between your fingers.

“I just— this is not how I expected today to go,” he says, still laughing.

You smile. “Maybe you should do the laundry more often, hm?”

He just kisses you, and you’re content with that answer.

[voidcat-senket]

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY JEDI SURVIVOR!

Please enjoy a collection of Cal Kestis/Bode Akuna fanworks to celebrate! Find the AO3 collection here!

tear down the planet for the hype

FIC AND ART | 4.8k | Teen and Up

“only my friends can call me by it. well, and my masters.” kestis shrugged before stepping back to sit on a stool that seemed randomly in the middle of the room. “but, we are engaged, it would be pretty weird if you were calling me by kestis.” “if it helps, my name is bode,” the jedi shadow said as he stepped forward, holding his hand out for kestis to take if he so inclined. “calling me knight akuna would be too formal for a marriage, whether or not it’s political, and—well who knows, maybe we can become friends?” [jedi shadow bode is given a mission that will end the war—marry sith prince darth kestis. that is, if he survives the first meeting.]

Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Order 66 Didn't Happen, Arranged Marriage, Jedi Shadow Bode Akuna, Sith Cal Kestis, First Meetings, Marriage Contracts, Negotiations, Bode Akuna is a Mess, Fluff and Humor, Pre-Relationship, Stewjoni Cal Kestis

FIND THE FULL ART PIECE HERE

Paper and Stone

ART AND FIC | 7.4k | Teen and Up | includes Bode/Tayala

Cal goes to Nova Garon to confront Bode, but he finds the man's quarters full of echoes that show him a side of Bode Cal never thought he'd see.

Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Psychometry | Force Echo (Star Wars), Cal goes to Nova Garon but finds more than he expects, echoes upon echoes upon echoes, SpyScrapper, if you wanted more of Bode and Tayala's relationship here you go

FIND THE FULL ART PIECE HERE (and a secret bonus here~)

love is death, love is dying; love is steel, a silver lining

FIC | .5k | Teen and Up

Cal is wary of the blaster Bode has given him. Bode teaches him some basic gun safety.

Tags: Guns, Canon Compliant, Sort Of, Maybe - Freeform, You Decide, Ambiguous/Open Ending, Missing Scene, Implied Relationships, Angst

Second Date! An Ode to Visual Novels

VIDEO | 1hr | Teen and Up

Tags: visual novel, time travel fix-it, time loop, simulated dating sim, Bode POV

fire still burns in a vacuum

FIC | 1.6k | Teen and Up

It's been a year and Cal returns to the observatory for the first time. He hadn't expected someone else to do the same.

Tags: Grief/Mourning, Character Study, Relationship Study, Ambiguous/Open Ending, Author Welcomes All Interpretations, This Is a Study On Cal's Grief With a Twist at the End, Post-Canon, Canon-Typical Dark Themes

FIND THE FULL ART PIECE HERE

Roots in Place of my Heart

8.8k | Mature | includes Bode/Tayala

When Bode saw the date, he had to swallow down a mix of blood and bile. There’s something growing in Bode’s chest, filling out the space that was left vacated when Tayala died and took his heart with her. They say the only cure to grief is life. Or death.

Tags: Hanahaki Disease with my own twist on it, Angst with a Happy Ending, Heavy Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Blood, Body Horror, Love Confessions, Pretending you’re fine even though you’re very much not, Grief/Mourning

Lights Glow in your Wake

FIC | 5.4k | Teen and Up

Cal gives Bode a gift for their anniversary. The trouble is- their anniversary isn't for another three weeks, Bode is sure of it.

Tags: Post-Canon Fix-It, Post-Canon, Domestic Fluff, Anniversary, Established Relationship, Planet Tanalorr, POV Bode Akuna, POV Third Person Limited, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Jedi Culture & Customs

Blue Skies Over Bad Lands

FIC | 18.6k | Mature

Bode looks up and Cal’s gaze snags his immediately, drawing him in. The rebel Jedi is a remarkable combination of wariness and vulnerability, like no matter how hard Cal tries to steel himself against the pain, his grief and longing and love are too strong, too pure to be contained. They shine through the cracks like a ray of blazing light. (Or: Bode and Cal fall in love. It complicates things.)

Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Fix-It, Mild Sexual Content, Dubious Consent Due To Identity Issues, Pining, Confessions, Secret Identity Fail, Canon Rewriteish, Cal Kestis is a Force of Nature and Bode couldn't get off this ride even if he wanted to, They're In Love Your Honor

I Don't Wanna Say No to This

FIC | 4.1k | Teen and Up

Bode is not actually looking for Cal Kestis when he trips over him on his way out of the bar. He’s looking for work, actually— he needs to fix up the ancient freighter he’d wound up buying for Kata and himself, that first awful week after finding Tanalorr and feeling it clutching at him in the Force, the planet a near-sentient thing, clawing, greedy… He shakes off the sensation, hopes it’s only a memory, and looks down at Kestis. He’s unconscious, his face a single bruise, and there are four beings surrounding them. None of them look like anyone he’d leave alone in an alley with anyone, even someone who most likely wants him very dead.

Tags: Bittersweet, Angst, Miscommunication, Reunions, Forgiveness, Rescue, Implied/Referenced Slavery, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Bode was not ready to face his past, Cal's not emotionally capable of facing his past, Together they make like one entire functioning person, Past Relationship(s), Established Relationship

FIND THE FULL ART PIECE HERE

a soft place to land

FIC | 3.8k | Mature

A hot day on Koboh leads to a shared shower and a realization - sometimes it's nice to be taken care of.

Tags: Smitten Bode Akuna, Bode Akuna Lives, Hair Washing, Making Out, i still don't know how to tag these things, Fluff and Mush, Near-Human Cal Kestis, Again, sharp teeth sharp teeth sharp teeth, Body Worship, Smitten Cal Kestis, Soft Cal Kestis, POV Bode Akuna, soft intimacy, Light Angst, showering together, Not Canon Compliant, Post-game, We call this "fluid dynamics" with the way Cal and Bode keep switching

[froggibus]

A Piece of Home - Cal Kestis

Pairing: Cal Kestis x reader

Genre: fluff!! v domestic and cute vibes

Word Count: 700

Summary: after making it to Pyloon’s Saloon, you and Cal are beyond excited to actually get some rest without worrying about the dangers of the galaxy

CW: mentions to the lore, mostly spoiler free?? (but if you haven’t played Jedi: Survivor & don’t want any spoilers, keep out) very domestic, Cal has nightmares, very hurt/comfort of me tbh

this man has been living in my head fucking rent free for days, and im about half way done the new game? honestly expect a bit more Star Wars/Cal content from me in the next few days. i love this man sm tho he’s my babygirl

————

You stretch your arms over your head, happy to finally be in a bed that wasn’t on a ship or a sleeping bag on the ground. You unstrap the holster where you kept your blaster and toss it to the side, snuggling further into the scratchy sheets below you. 

You can hear Cal talking to Greez just outside of the door, their voices low and serious. Usually you’d be more inclined to listen in and jump in to protect him, but you’re so tired tonight you can’t bring yourself to care. 

He’s a Jedi, he can take care of himself. 

It’s been a long day and all you want is to fall asleep, your head starting to drift away. You’re interrupted when the door slides open with a clang and the frame of the bunk bed rattles. 

You can hear Cal groaning below you, sprawling out on the lower half of the bunk beds. BD-1 hums in agreement, probably making himself busy scanning all of the stuff in the room. 

You fall into an uneasy sleep, tossing and turning within the small bed frame. It doesn’t last very long though, because you hear a small yelp that has you sitting up so fast the world spins. 

You can hear Cal whimpering below you, feeling the movement of him on the bed beneath you. He must be having a nightmare—an all too common occurrence over the past few years. You slide out of your bed as quietly as possible, wool socks sliding against the floor. 

You sit on the edge of his bed and run a hand across his forehead, smoothing his red hair back. After travelling together for so long, you’ve learned to read him in a way no one else can. 

You wrap your other hand around his, thumb stroking the back of his hand. “Shh, it’s okay Cal. You’re safe here. I’m with you, it’s okay.”

The crease in his eyebrows eases and his lip stops quivering. You sigh in relief, leaning in to press a soft kiss to his forehead. You’re not sure when this started, this uneasy relationship between the two of you. 

It wasn’t one born out of want, but out of necessity. You needed to keep each other around to survive, and the amount of times you’ve cling to each other in the dead of night were immeasurable. The amount of times you’ve fallen asleep in his arms, on his chest, bodies pressed so close together you’re not sure where he ends and you begin. 

You go to stand up, ready to head back to your own bed, but his hand catches your wrist. “Where are you going?” He mumbles. 

“Just back to bed. I’ll be right above you, Cal.”

His green eyes soften, “lay with me?”

You sigh. You can never resist his boyish charm and he knows it. That’s how you end up climbing into bed with him, laying on your side so you can face him. “Did you have a bad dream?”

“Just the usual,” he admits. “Thank you for being here.”

“For you? Always.”

He wraps an arm around you, tugging you until your chests are pressed together and all you can smell and feel is him. His hand runs up and down your hip, tracing patterns on the fabric of your shirt. 

He rolls onto his back so that both of you can be more comfortable and your head falls naturally into the crook of his arm like it always does. You can feel the muscles beneath his shirt, feel the rise and fall of his chest. It’s all so familiar to you. 

He kisses the top of your head. “I love you, y/n.”

Your heart flutters at the words, and you tap the syllables onto his thigh as you repeat them back to him. “I love you,” you whisper. “I love you.”

For the past few years, you’ve travelled the galaxy. You haven’t had a home, nowhere to settle down. But laying in bed with him right now, all you can think is that your home is wherever Cal Kestis is. 

[stealingpotatoes]

askposting: imagine a creative title here

you know the drill bestie. feat. a lot of jedi survivor and some other star warsing

the more you think abt this the funnier it gets. like it means kanera are declaring their income which is absolutely stolen imperial credits to the empire, means kanan went and got a SSN/national insurance number or smthn for his fake identity, and that these ppl who live on a ship ie have no fixed residence are somehow still paying taxes to somewhere. 10/10

@engagemythrusters TUMBLR IS A FUNCTIONING WEBSITE!! i too love when he sit like a people

@finwe77 well now i want to see luke cooking for HIS mando and din being a brave soldier and saying no he's totally fine and then putting the helmet back on to cover his tears and sipping blue milk thru a straw

im like 60% sure thats that aussie dog show but i dont think im qualified to answer this

@stars-are-watching ohhhh nooooo what a shaaaame!!!!! you just HAVE to!!!!!!!

also dw i won't be going on THAT aggressive a cal kestis lockdown. i mean... i imagine you're gonna be seeing a lot of him here for a few days but--

i have to say cal's basic bitch bracca poncho, legally

--- SEVERE JEDI SURVIVOR SPOILERS BELOW!!!!!!!!!!!

WHERE TO START!!!!!!!!!!!!! CAN I SAY ALL OF IT???? EVEN IF IT EMOTIONALLY DEVASTATED ME??????

it's probably the cute mantis fam scene before everything goes to shit. theyre all being so domestic and adorable and MERRICAL!! KISS!!!!!!!!!!!! MERRICAL!!!!! cal deserves nice things even tho for the entire cutscene i was thinking "this feels exactly like a scene in another game where we're meant to be going to the final location tomorrow but then my allies betray me" AND WELL.

even if it emotionally obliterated me i also loved the entire bit after bc SO MUCH. HAPPENED. like???????? thE SHOCK OF BODE even if i was getting a bit sus of him after the dagan fight I STILL DIDNT SEE IT COMING AND I WAS SO UPSET AND THEN HE WAS A JEDI AND THEN PLAYING AS CERE!??!?!?!??!?!?!??!?!?!?!??! I WAS GRINNING SO HARD BC OMG COOL EVEN IF CAL IS LIKE. MAYBE NOT OKAY RN THE FUN OF PLAYING AS HER WAS TOO MUCH. AND THEN. HOLY SHITTING FUCK I HAD NOT EVEN THE SLIGHTEST INKLING VADER WAS GONNA SHOW UP. I GASPED SO FUCKIN LOUD LMAO. IT WAS SUCH A GREAT FIGHT, VADER IS SO SCARY, AND I LOVE FIGHT SCENES W HIM BC YOU KNOW FROM BOTH A TACTICAL AND NARRATIVE STANDPOINT YOU CANNOT WIN AND GOD. THE LIGHTSABER FAKEOUT. DOES RESPAWN KNOW THEIR MEAT IS HUGE.

i am a big enough person to admit i cried twice and the bit after this was one of those times <3

BUT YEAH probably fave bit is the cute pre-emotional obliteration moment

[zg0nuwa]

masterlist

★ devil may cry

DANTE SPARDA

★ “domestic life”

★ “little one”

★ “dark rave”

★ “love potion”

★ arcane

VIKTOR

★ “kiss it better”

★ resident evil

LEON S. KENNEDY

★ “the sun and the moon”

★ “lovers dance”

★ “prince charming”

★ “promise me”

★ “chinese take-out”

★ “lost and found”

★ spiderverse

MIGUEL O’HARA

★ “dumb questions”

★ “best dad ever!”

★ call of duty

SIMON “GHOST” RILEY

★ “cursed”

★ baldur’s gate 3

KARLACH

★ b k & t [nsfw abc]

★ the boys

SOLDIER BOY

★ l k & s [sfw abc]

★ d i & k [nsfw abc]

★ star wars

CAL KESTIS

★ g k & x [sfw abc]

★ mortal kombat 1

BI HAN

★ thots [ n01 | n02 | n03 | n04 | n05 | n06 | n07 | n08 | n09 | n10 | n11 | n12 | n13 | n14 | n15 | n16 | n17 | n18 ]

★ biker! bi han [ n01 | n02 ]

★ “colors”

KUAI LIANG

★ “colors”

TOMAS VRBADA

★ “colors”

★ thots [ n01 | n02 + syzoth ]

SYZOTH

★ thots [ n01 + tomas ]

★ the last of us

ELLIE

★ “godsend”

[ao3feed-obikin]

Marry me and be free with me... Or not

read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/46352794 by fgalaxy_0418 Anakin tiene una ligera obsesión con su estudiante modelo, Obi-Wan Kenobi. Cuando el joven viene a reclamar su calificación no puede creer la oportunidad que se le presenta... Words: 3516, Chapters: 1/2, Language: Español Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Underage Categories: M/M Characters: Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Sheev Palpatine | Darth Sidious, Luke Skywalker, Leia Organa, Cal Kestis Relationships: Obi-Wan Kenobi/Anakin Skywalker Additional Tags: Marriage of Convenience, Consensual Underage Sex, Implied/Referenced Domestic Violence, Possessive Anakin Skywalker, Protective Anakin Skywalker, Dark Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi Needs a Hug, Young Obi-Wan Kenobi, Child Luke Skywalker, Child Leia Organa, Child Cal Kestis, Brutal Murder read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/46352794

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Star Wars Jedi: Fallen Order Cal Kestis Gallery PVC Statue by Gentle Giant LTD

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[kirkshouseplant]

Domesticated Jedi turned Sith(or what I imagine Cal Kestis probably being when he turns)

Being very, very angry and afraid but not wanting to join th Empire.

Not wanting to leave behind those who helped them on their Jedi journey even though it turned out to be for nothing. (Yeah I'm not like that anymore but her??? She's been like a mother to me. I'm not leaving her!)

Just kind of existing within the home/ship they share with their found family even though it's alarming to onlookers. "You see their eyes right??? They're going to kill you-" "nah that's just David, their dad died and it made them very sad."

Feel free to add more!

[capricornus-rex]

Hey it’s me again, your biggest fan🤪 Hope that you’re doing well! Can I request an imagine with Cal Kestis where he takes care of a jedi!reader like being domestic and stuff? I’m sorry this isn’t really precise, tell me if you want more details or if you don’t want to write this, it’s okay! As always, love your writing, thank you🥰💖

Hi there~! Even if I’ve already messaged you about this a few days ago but thank you so much for being patient for the fic! I hope I was able to capture the domestic fluff in this story 🤗🥰 Sending lots of love, I hope you’re staying safe and doing well at your home! 💖

“Day Off” | Cal Kestis x Reader

Tags: Domestic! Cal Kestis

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It was nearly 0700 in the morning. Cal had gotten up from bed while you were still sleeping, and he made himself busy at the galley as soon as he put his shirt on.

“Kid, what are you doing up so early?” Greez groaned when he walked in rubbing his eye.

Cal brought a finger to his own lips, “I’m just making breakfast.”

Greez looked around, he saw that you weren’t awake yet, and he immediately got the idea that Cal was going with. He let the boy do whatever he was doing in the kitchen and then walked away.

Cal exactly knew your favorite breakfast: space waffles drizzled with honey with berries filling half of the plate. The decadent smell wafted around the ship—when it reached the bedroom, your nostrils flared and your eyes shot up. You bring yourself out of bed, to the bathroom first to get washed up, and then followed the smell while rubbing your eyes until you arrived at the kitchen.

Eyes still droopy, you leaned your entire body over the broad of Cal’s back, slipping your arms around his waist as he continued to prepare food.

“That smells so good…” you moaned.

“Well, good morning, sunshine!”

He paused from his edible handiwork, twirled around and cupped your face. He squishes and wriggles your cheek and then smothered you with kisses. Cal lifted you up slightly above the ground and settled you down on a chair then quickly resumed his work. Even with his back turned, you continued to stare at the little shifts of his shoulder, his head slightly bobbing left and right, and the occasional pivots of his elbows. They were little things—though they still made you smile.

He carried a pair of dishes to the table—one for each of you.

“You made breakfast?”

“Yeah, I thought of whipping something you’d like,”

He places the plate in front of you.

“Just the way you like it!” he beamed.

The honey and the waffle melted perfectly in your mouth, you pop a berry into your mouth and the juice mixed in with the honey. It was the perfect amount of sugar for you to get through the morning.

The stillness of the forest was disturbed by the rustling of the leaves and grass.

After the liberation of the Wookiees under the effort of Saw Gerrera’s partisans, there is now peace and everyone can rest easy. Meanwhile, you and Cal have made a training course in the forest just past the AT-AT wreckage at the landing pad.

The original fifteen-minute-long trek from the landing pad to the course became eight minutes; thanks to the discreet arrows were carved on the tree trunks, and shards of the bright red pauldrons stripped off of Stormtrooper commanders hung on the branches that served as waypoints.

This portion of the forest was something that both of you discovered in the middle of scouting duty. The two of you mapped it out like some kind of obstacle course; Cal even managed to reprogram a probe droid to behave like a remote training droid—exactly like the ones younglings train with at the Jedi Temple.

“We should think of a name for the probe droid,” Cal suggested while crawling his way uphill on a slope. “It’s kinda inconvenient and a mouthful to keep calling it ‘the probe droid.’ What name do you think we should give it?”

“Normally, we’d make a name out of its serial number,”

Cal concurred with the idea. When you’ve reached your destination, he produced the black droid out of the chest where it’s kept and examined it, searching for its serial number. You walked up to him and dusted off the earth caked on its body, revealing the gradually-chipped white font painted on the black metal.

“There it is,” you tap it with your finger. “RZE-4… We could call it Raze!”

Cal echoed the serial number and then the name you suggested. He openly tells you that he likes it and went with it. BD-1 chirped—his tone sent mixed signals. The pair interpreted it as nervousness mixed with a tinge of jealousy.

“Aw, BD’s worried we might have had him replaced,” you cooed, patting him softly on the head.

“Don’t worry, BD, you’ll always be our only buddy!” Cal added.

A few more affirming words later, BD-1’s confidence in the two of you easily returned. Cal switched on the newly-named probe droid, Raze, and the little red dot shone in its dome-shaped eye. It hovered off of Cal’s hands, beeping and spinning its head to scan its surroundings; when it heard BD’s trill, its abrupt turn of the head startled the little, white droid who immediately hid behind Cal’s shoulder.

“He’s just saying hello to you!” an amused Cal chuckled.

“You won’t hurt little BD here, will you, Raze?”

The black, hovering droid chittered its signature string of sounds in response; BD-1, having understood the other droid, chirped back positively. The two were fast friends.

“Okay, that turned out quicker than I expected!” Cal commented.

Cal configured the droid’s blaster damage to non-lethal and the training commenced: beginning with basic sparring, experimenting all kinds of saber combinations and attack patterns. The scenario immediately shifted and then became a situation facing off a melee enemy accompanied by a ranged assist—Cal tried to overwhelm you, pretending to be an electrostaff Purge Trooper while Raze shoots projectiles at you, careful not to bank it to the droid you sent it flying to a hanging armor plate.

“Raze, standby mode!” Cal commanded then turned to you. “See if you can keep up!”

You and Cal raced through the course, stopping along the way to throw some strikes here and there—the tricky part of the course was walking through a fallen log and fighting at the same time. Cal had already retracted his lightsaber once you got across.

“Cal, hey wait! Where are you going?”

“Just follow me!”

Excitement pumped your heart in every step of the way. You’ve gotten ahead of Cal, you’d look back every once in a while to see if Cal was running close—he was. He glimpsed at the smile and the youthful rush that painted the expression on your face.

He’s up to something. You wagered, but kept going.

Your speed came to a halt, standing in front a curtain of vines; you shot him a quizzical look which he returned with a smug.

“What’s in there?”

“You’ll see,” he said before going through.

You have no other choice but to follow. You found yourselves in a cave, the strings of light hanging from the ceiling mesmerized you, and there were more on the ground. The sound of groaning metal drew your attention away from the luminescence—Cal had hauled out two large metal plates, enough for either of you to sit on.

“What are you planning with those?”

“Just sit down,” he patted the unoccupied metal sheet.

You sat right in front of him, your knees buckled and wrapped around your arms as you held onto the rim of the metal. Your breath was shaky and you struggled to keep a tight grip on your improvised sled.

“Ready?”

You shake your head, “No!”

Cal gave a tiny push on your back and it felt as if you were flying; the damp air blew through your hair as you sped away, shifting your weight ever so slightly to make the turns, you can’t help but burst in laughter and just started whooping.

“We’re almost to the end! Put your heels on the ground to slow down!”

Mud caked on your soles as the heels of your boots scrape against the soil. The end of the slide threw both of you to a puddle riddled with glowing blue lights. You didn’t mind the muck that clung onto your clothes, you just let it all out through laughing and childishly flailing around to shake off the tension.

“WOW THAT WAS FUN!” you suddenly sat up, your hair flung droplets of water all over the place. “Since when have you found out about this place, anyway?”

“When we were on scouting duty, just before we made our course,”

“You’re really full of surprises,” you splashed the bioluminescent water to his direction, in turn, he did the same until you’re both covered in glowing blue muck. You scoop up some in your hand and upon closer inspection, you assumed it to be some kind of algae. “I hope you know the way to a waterfall or a stream because this thing’s sludgy!”

There was a river not far from where you were. The faint sound of a waterfall crashing proved it. The bioluminescent algae in the puddle gradually had a paste-like consistency when it dried as you walked. By the time you found the water hole, without hesitation, you dove into the water then the matter dissolved off of your bodies and into the current.

“For a moment there, I thought my clothes got heavy!” you blurted.

“Yeah, Kashyyyk sure has weird plants,” Cal added.

First, you washed off the residues of the blue algae that stuck in the creases of your clothes. Eventually, both of you have stripped off your jackets and shoes, leaving them lying flat on some rocks by the shore of the river to dry. After rinsing yourselves, the two of you rushed back to the base to get an actual, proper bath.

There was a bunker near the refinery, fortunately, you had the baths all to yourselves. The water temperature was perfect and the tub was more than enough to fit both of you; he took you to his lap, wrapping his arms around your waist underwater while you scooped and then poured water on his head. Droplets lined up in rows along his jaw then plopped down, he studied the contours of your face riddled with beads of water, his eyes trailed on every inch of your face and he’d absentmindedly smile to himself as you wash him.

Your fingers gently scrubbed his scalp until a puff of suds partially covered his red hair; soft, relaxed sighs escaped his lips as you combed his hair in wet, clumped spikes. He closed his eyes for a few minutes that you thought he’d dozed off.

“You still awake?”

“Yep…”

You slightly angled your head to the side but continued on. A few minutes later, he started to shift in his position.

“Your turn,” he purred as he smiled.

He turned you around so you face away from him. He smoothed your hair and smuggled a kiss on the crook of your neck. He mimicked the way you washed his hair: fingers crawling upward starting from the bottom of your scalp until foam started to froth between your locks—he was so gentle that your neck slowly tilted back, your nerves tingled as he rubbed—then he cupped up a handful of water, rinsed the clouds of suds off of your hair.

He continued to stroke your head with the palm of his hand, smoothing out your hair while repeatedly cupping and pouring water on you.

“This feels nice,” you finally hummed.

“Should we get dirty more often then?” he half-joked.

“No need, let’s just do this more often!”

One last rinse before you go and it’s back to the Mantis. The sensation of his fingers still ran fresh through your skin, even if it has been an hour since your bath. You yawned and rubbed your eyes.

“Aww, my little baby’s tired,”

“I guess I am…”

Cal carried you bridal-style and retired to the bedroom inside the ship. When he settled you down in bed, you stretched out your arms to him, demanding that he lies with you. He cuddled you in while pulling the blanket over the both of you; stroking your hair, caressing your cheeks with the back of his hand, and kissed you one last time before he too drifted off to sleep.

[aesthetic-shadows]

Hi take a look at my new blorbo

*picks him up by the scruff*

[iknowwhattosaynow]

Day one of Kanera Week 2022 (@kaneraweek) for the prompt: AU. I give you a continuation of You and Me Against the Galaxy.

If you don't feel like reading 138,000 words to make this one shot make sense, it can be read as a standalone if you roll with the background setting and just focus on the absurd amount of just....serious domestic fluff a la Jedi.

I know, I don't know who I am, either.

[hxney-lemcn]

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Red Dead Redemption

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Star Wars

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Doctor Who

Catching Up — Eleventh Doctor x gn! reader

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Legend of Zelda

Distance Makes the Heart Grow Confused — Twilight Princess! Link x gn! reader

[marvelassassin221b]

Lingerie

 Pairing: Cal Kestis x Female Reader

A/N: Okay, this started as a smut, but my romantic ass can’t help it, so it is more of a fluff then an actual smut, but still has a tiny bit of a smut in the end, so yeah.

Warnings: FLUFF, SMUT (with a tiny bit of a plot), unprotected sex, a tiny bit of plot, some spoiler of the game, some typos, minors do not interact!

(Ali @whatanoof​ for you my dear friend :))

The last few months was exhausting and nerve wrecking: battling on Dathomir with undead sisters, deadly creatures and a mad former jedi. Finding the Astrium, become ally with a nightsister, raising the tomb on Bogano with some unpleasant surprise from the Second Sister. Than getting the holocron back, barely surviving Nur. So, you could say it was rather intense. Now, the holocron is no more, but danger still lingers around: bounty hunters didn’t let their prey slip away so easily. Fortunately, this planet has no giant spiders or other things that wants to kill you. This planet was peaceful and calm and has a rather impressive market, which has literally everything. Cere went on a supply run, Greez stayed at the Mantis, Cal said he has something important fetch for Greez (earning a confused look from the pilot, which quickly turned into understanding when Cal shot him a look), and the boy was off of the ship in a blink with his loyal companion, BD-1. Nothing better to do, Merrin and you went out to explore the market, having a great bonding time with her. Vibrant colours, cheerful children laughter, happy conversations, countless inviting vendors, mixed aroma of delicious foods and flowers. It felt so domestic after many narrow escapes and dangerous situations. Merrin dragged you from vendors to vendors, carefully observing the products, and trying as many food as she could handle along with drinks. You laughed and tried to slow her down. It was obvious this was her first time in a market like this. -Merrin! First eat this, then we can try the cinnamon buns out, I promise. Hey, slow down! We have all afternoon.- you shook your head with a big smile. -Okay, okay, but this is so amazing! So many things to try out! And we didn’t even explored the whole market.- Merrin voice was muffled when she took another bite of her food. -Don’t worry, we are staying for a few days, so we have plenty of time.- her enthusiasm got you giddy too. -Fine. After we ate, let’s go for the cloth shop over there! Need some new ones and some blankets. The Mantis can be cold at nights.- Merrin suggested. -Sure, why not?- you two ate your food and went to the shop. -Welcome! How may I help you?- the owner warmly greeted you when you entered. -We are just looking around for some comfortable clothing and warm blankets.- you answered politely with a small smile. -Of course! You can find the blanket near end of the shop. If you need any help, don’t be afraid to call!- the owner babbled and went to help to another customer. You girls wondered around, having a light conversation, while showing clothes to each other. -You are nervous. I can feel it. Why are you nervous?- Merrin tilted her head to the side curiously. Indeed, you were a little tense today. Today was yours and Cal’s anniversary. Officially together for a year. You couldn’t believe it. It felt like it happened yesterday. Flashback You were trying to find a ride off of Zeffo. After the Empire claws reached the planet and starting to tear it apart, you somehow managed to hide from them, but you know your luck is thinning. You neared the landing pad, hoping you could find a ship you can escape with, but it was empty. Beyond frustrated, you sighed and kicked the nearby rocks, and you wanted nothing more just scream. A noise caught your attention. It was a ship. You quickly hid behind the heavy metal door and watched as the ship neatly lands on the pad. But, you were not the only one who noticed the new ship. Not far from you, the heavy door opened, and a group of stormtroopers merged out, ready to strike. That moment you knew, it wasn’t an Empire ship. Years of training kicked in and you whipped out your lightsaber, and before the troopers could open fire at the ship, you took them by surprise and cut them down easily. After you finished, you put your weapon away and turned to the surprised faced crew: a lateron, a woman, a red haired boy with a little robot peaking from behind his shoulder. -Wow kid, you’ve got some moves there!- the lateron laughed. -A jedi? On Zeffo? I wasn’t expecting that. Who are you?- the woman asked cautiously. You removed the hoodie, which hid your features. You were wearing a dark cape, which protected you from prying eyes. A gasp left the boy, startling you and the others. -Y/N?!- he looked at you incredulously. You eyed him confusedly. The red blazing hair, the freckles, the warm and friendly green eyes, his voice…it hit you. -Cal?!- you gaped. Your long lost friend was standing in front of you. Before you could react, your feet left the ground and the world started to spin making you squeak in surprise. Cal hugged you tightly and you wrapped your arms around his board shoulders. Joyful laughter filled the air. You didn’t even noticed the tears straining Cal’s and yours cheeks, until he put you down and looked at you in the eye. -I take it you know each other.- the woman commented. -Cere, Greez, BD, this is Y/N. Y/N, these are my friends.- Cal introduced you. -I thought you were…- Y/N begun. -Maker, do I have a story to tell… After the teary reunion, you two become inseparable, and old feelings ignited like fire bugs at night. Cere and Greez had a bet. It was obvious you two liked each other more than friends, and the two of them felt like they have their own personal romantic sitcom. After the liberation of the wookies, Cal hosted you up and happily spun you around. In the heat of the moment, he caught you by surprise and kissed you out of blue leaving you wide eyed. Y/N.exe has stopped working. He panicked when you didn’t responded and started to pull back, forming apologises, but you grabbed him by his jumpsuit, smashing your lips onto his, and you both poured everything into the kiss you’ve been holding back. As they say, the rest was history (yes, Cere won the bet by the way). Snapping fingers brought you back from your nostalgia. Merrin watched you with concern, asking if you are fine. -I’m sorry. Today is our anniversary with Cal, one year together. I cannot believe it.- you chuckled sheepishly. -Ah. Is there any custom for these anniversaries of your?- Merrin curiously asked. -Well, some couples goes to a vacation, or gifting each other something personal gifts, others spending the entire time together or going out and simply having fun.- you explained. -I see. What are you planning for Cal? -Honestly? I don’t know. I don’t think he needs another poncho, he has way too many, so I have no idea. I hoped I could find something here in the market. Or get some idea.- you nervously bit your lip. Merrin hummed and looked around. Something caught her attention, grabbed your hand and dragged you to the end of the shop. -Look at these odd looking clothes. What are they?- Merrin pointed. Your face flushed. -These are...uh...lingerie. These are…for, you know, intimate times with your partner…- you muttered shyly. -Oh, OH. You should buy one.- Merrin cheeks were dusted with a small blush too. -WHAT?- you said a little too loud and the customers looked at you. You ducked your head, trying to hide your red face. -You said yourself you didn’t know what to get to Cal. I think he would be delighted to see you in one of these.- Merrin said in a monotone voice, but a small smirk played on her lips. -I don’t have…my body is not the…most perfect one.- you stuttered embarrassed. -This is nonsense. You have a great form, and I’m sure Cal would give you a full lecture for saying something like this. I’ve seen the way he is looking at you, like you were the most perfect girl in the entire galaxy.- Merrin words quieted down your insecurities, and warmed your heart. -Really?- Merrin rolled her eyes. -Of course! Now let’s see…I think you should take the red one or the black one. -Hmm, I like the green one too.- you were eyeing a sexy emerald coloured one. -Why not all?- Merrin grinned, and showed all three clothing into your arms and lead you to the owner, who sent you a wink after your purchase, making the blush come back with full force. You and Merrin got back to the Mantis before Cal does. Cere was waiting for you on the couch. -Ah, there you are. I see you managed to buy new things.- Cere pointed at the bags. -We did. Y/N found the perfect gift for their anniversary.- Merrin sent you mischievous wink. -Merrin!- you slap her shoulder, while face heating up, earning a chuckle for the nightsister. -Oh? And what is it?- Cere raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. -I-it’s nothing really…uh…how was the s-supply run.- you cursed yourself for stuttering. Cere smirked knowingly, while Merrin giggled behind you making you frustrated. -Hello everyone!- before they can tease you further, the red haired jedi stepped aboard, BD beeping on his shoulder. The three woman greeted back. -Cal, did you managed to ‘take care of that business’?- Cere expectantly glanced at him. -Yeah, everything is fine.- Cal smiled. -What did you do?- you curiously eyed your boyfriend, who flushed slightly. -Nothing. What did you buy? Can I see it?- Cal reached for the bag in your hand, but you quickly snatched it away. -It is a surprise.- you giggled. -For me?- Cal eyes lit up. -Maybe.- you teased. -Would you, uh, join me for a walk this evening? I want to show you something.- Cal shyly asked, rubbing his back of his neck. -Of course!- your big smile lit up the Mantis, making Cal’s heartbeat stop for a moment. -I will help you get ready!- Merrin already dragging you to the back of the ship. You met Cal outside of the Mantis before sunset. He was cleaned up, and wearing his favourite poncho, strangely enough he was without his loyal droid. You appeared in casual clothes, also cleaned up. He smiled and kissed your cheek, giving you a beautiful flower. -Thank you.- you give him a quick pack and put the flower into your hair. The sight made Cal’s heart melt and warming his chest. Cal led you through and away the market, still very much alive and buzzing, despite the sun started to go down, which caused the sky to illuminate in many beautiful colours, along the lamps that lead the path through the busy crowd. Wondering around, and lost into the scene, you bumped into Cal when he abruptly stopped near the end of the market. -Do you trust me?- he asked nervously. -Of course. I trust you with my life.- you squeezed his hand reassuringly. -I have a surprise for you, close your eyes, please.- Cal gave you his puppy dog eyes, which was happened to be your ultimate weakness. You just couldn’t say no to him. -Okay, okay, just don’t let me fall, shorty.- you chuckled, and complied. -I am taller then you.- Cal rolled playfully his eyes. -And I am the smarter one.- you teased. Cal carefully led you away the market, assumed by the fading noises and calmer atmosphere. -We are here.- his voice was full of excitement.   You opened your eyes and gasped. You two were on a clearing under a purple willow tree, near a crystal blue lake. Under it a lovely picnic was set up. -Do you like it?- Cal shyly shuffled on his feet. You didn’t say anything just jumped onto him, nearly knocking the poor jedi onto the ground. -I love it! This is so romantic.- you kissed him all over his face, making his freckled cheeks red, and eliminating a giggle form his luscious lips. Sitting down onto the blanket, surrounded by mesmerizing flowers, the gentle breeze provided a certain comfortable coolness. Pleasant and casual conversation with a divine sunset with the love of your life. Is there anything better than this? -How do you like this little surprise?- Cal glanced at you. -Perfect. Simply perfect. Thank you.- you gave a small kiss to his lips. -Well, I admit, I had some help.- Cal bashfully said. -Oh? -BD saw a couple having a picnic earlier and basically he gave me the idea.- the red haired jedi chuckled. -And they say droids can’t be romantic.- you both laughed. Your attention drawn back to the sunset. -It is beautiful.- you breathed. -Yes, you are.- Cal admired you, the warm orange and yellow colours danced on you, making you astonishing in his eyes. -Smooth.- you giggled, a slight blush decorated your face. -It is getting cold, we should go somewhere warmer.- Cal stood up and helped you up. After gathering your things, he led you to the small house near. -I rented it, so it’s ours for the night.- Cal answered before you could asked and got in after you. It has a double bad with a desk and small bathroom, a tiny kitchen area. -Yeah? And what are you planning for the night?- you purred hugging his waist. -Why don’t I show you?- he crashed his lips to yours giving you a kiss full of passion and love. Without braking the kiss, you slowly pushed Cal toward the bed. When his knees hit the bed frame he fall onto it, and you top of him. Laughing you gazed into his love filled eyes. -Actually, I have a surprise for you too.- you bit your lip. -Oh?- you got onto your feet. -Close your eyes, and no peaking!- Cal huffed a laugh, but did as you requested. You hastily shed your clothes, revealing the red lacy lingerie, which Merrin showed you. It hugged your figure perfectly, highlighting your curves, making your butt and tits phenomenal. -You can open it now.- you stood in a sexy position: hand on hip and biting your lip lustfully. Immediately, Cal opened his eyes and his jaw hit the floor. For a long moment he just sat there, mouth agape, pupils blown with lust, and sporting a hard on. -So, do you like it?- you spun around showing your backside. Now he was literally drooling and trying his best not to tear your underwear off of you. -You look…wow.- you straddled him, knees each side of his hips, and he pulled you into a hot kiss, which quickly led to a hot make-out session. -You, sir, are wearing too much clothes.- you broke the kiss gasping for air. Quicker than ever, he nearly torn his own clothes off of him and switched positions, so he was towering above you. Catching your lips again, tongues fought for dominance (which Cal won), he kneaded your breasts. You were aching, your body was on fire, craving for his touch. After you run out of air and braking the kiss, his lips were on your neck, leaving love bites and hickies on his path, slowly wandering down to your tits. He freed your girls, latching onto a nipple, while teasing the other one, then switching, paying attention for both of it, while you mewled and arched your back. Abandoning your breasts, he continued his way to your pussy, which was dripping in anticipation, straining the fabric, creating a wet spot. You would think Cal is a shy, puppy-dog eyed, innocent boy, who is as pure as fresh snow. You are completely and utterly wrong. He is a cocky little shit. He is the biggest tease you have ever met. After showing him the goodies, he quickly took a liking on it. Especially the teasing. Yes, he teased in front of the Mantis crew and nearly get you guys caught. Yes, he teased when you were on missions where enemies roamed around, cause he felt adventurous. But don’t worry, you got him back every time. Cal’s one of his favourite sight, when you are covered in hickies, flushed and desperately try to catch your breath after he literally pounded into the bed. He bit and marked your inner thighs, the bruises boosting his ego, making him proud of his work, while you laid there panting and beyond frustrated. He shoved your panties aside and kissed around your pussy, purposefully avoiding it. Annoyed and absolutely dripping you knew what you needed to do, so you make your best pleading face and rounded your glistening orbs. -Pleas, please my love, touch me.- you whined. -I am touching you.- he run his hands along your inner thighs, looking smug as ever, earning a small glare. -I wanna feel your tongue on my pussy…please...- you breathed. -How can I deny such a sweet request?- he smugly grinned and went to work. He gave a long lick from your hole to your clit without breaking eye-contact. You moaned his name out loud. Maker, he was talented with his tongue, and he begun eating you out like a starving man. After a while, he added two fingers in your pussy, stretching you for something bigger, constantly hitting you sweet spot, while he sucked your clit. With his other hand, he hold your hip to keep you pinned to the bed. Hands tangled into his red locks, holding for dear life while he wrecked you with pleasure. -Cal, p-please, I’m close…- you pant, back arching, knot in your stomach tightening ready to burst. He didn’t said anything, only doubled his effort. With a loud cry of his name you came, your body slump onto the bed boneless and absolute blessed. He emerged from between your thighs, his chin slick with your release. Crawling up your body he smashed his lips to yours, you could taste yourself making you hornier. You broke the kiss and flipped around, and now you were on top. His erection was clear, throbbing at your core. Revenge time. You made your way downward, leaving bites and hickies as he did, until you reached his happy trail, but you didn’t touch him. You caressed his powerful thighs, pressing kisses on is hips and around his cock, purposefully avoiding it. -Honey…don’t tease me. Touch me, please.- his voice deepened. -I am touching you.- you purred. -I need to feel your talented lips on my cock, please.- he growled making your pussy clench around nothing. -How can I deny such a sweet request.- you mocked, grabbed his length and gave his head teasing licks, then taking him into your warm cavern. He closed his eyes, and enjoyed the sensation. Mischievous glint spark in your eyes. You took a deep breath, and deep-throated him in one swift motion, taking him by absolute surprise, and you were rewarded by a loud moan of your name and a hand in your hair. Holding onto you for dear life, while his other hand fisted the sheets he panted and groaned, making you clench your thighs together to stop your wetness. With an audible pop he pull you off of him. -Don’t wanna finish too soon.- he murmured kissing you hard. You straddled his hip again, lined him up at your entrance and slowly sunk down. The feeling left you both breathless. He was big and wide, filling you to the brim. After a moment of adjusting, you slowly started to rock your hips back and forth, bracing yourself carefully on his chest, building a steady peace. He raised his hips to meet your in half way, moving together faster and harder. Cal suddenly grabbed you and he switched positions thrusting into you, hitting your magical spot deep in you again and again. Nail raking down on his back, you tried desperately ground yourself. Moans of pleasure filled the room along with the skin slapping on skin. Two lover completely lost themselves into each other. His mouth captured your into another heated kiss. Cal’s hand sneaked between your bodies, finding your aching clit and started to rub it sensually. With a loud cry of his name you came, walls fluttering around his member, making him cum with you. The feeling of him releasing into you nearly made you blackout. Cal collapsed on you. He was deliciously heavy, making you felt safe under him. After a few minutes, he rolled off of you, pulling you along. Catching your breath, you two basked in the afterglow. Everything was perfect in that moment. -Happy first anniversary.- you kissed his chest. -And many more to come.- he smiled. -Someone is very confident. But, that’s why I love you, my brave jedi.- you nuzzled into his neck. -I love you too, my sweet, smart girl.- he kissed the top of your head. -Round two in the shower? -You are on.