[ It would have been impossible to let her lack of previous consideration wound his ego, considering how little time they've gotten to spend together. Not that he would have minded a recognition of some superficial attraction, but it's far from an issue. He wouldn't be surprised if some of that hadn't edged in on the glowing smile she had for him when they had their first, proper meeting, though most of that had been, he assumed, from what she'd heard about him from everyone else. He was used to his reputation preceding him, and it generally worked out in his favor. Even the criticisms flown his way have been tempered with praise, as his accomplishments and tireless devotion to the cause couldn't be easily brushed aside.
He'd been thinking about her for a long time before that. Especially when he held onto her beacon for a while, glancing down at that pulsing light and thinking about the girl who held the companion to it. He wasn't thinking about this, obviously, but her place in the Resistance, her connection to Finn and Leia and the Force, it meant that she was never too far from his mind.
And here she is, soaking up all of his attention in very different ways. ]
Yeah? You'll have to tell me about it.
[ He could tease her, stroke along the inside line of her thigh now that her legs have slid apart for him, but while he's more patient than he is, he's not that patient. His fingertips seek out the slick warmth that he's just become so intimately familiar with, though this time he's not going to rush things. She wants to know how it feels, he wants to learn every possible way to make her moan, this is perfect.
For now. ]
Do you want to touch me too?
[ He's far from unaffected by this. His voice has a lower, rougher edge to it, and no matter how much he's distracting her he's sure she's noticed the weight of his cock against her thigh while he's been touching her. ]
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He'd been thinking about her for a long time before that. Especially when he held onto her beacon for a while, glancing down at that pulsing light and thinking about the girl who held the companion to it. He wasn't thinking about this, obviously, but her place in the Resistance, her connection to Finn and Leia and the Force, it meant that she was never too far from his mind.
And here she is, soaking up all of his attention in very different ways. ]
Yeah? You'll have to tell me about it.
[ He could tease her, stroke along the inside line of her thigh now that her legs have slid apart for him, but while he's more patient than he is, he's not that patient. His fingertips seek out the slick warmth that he's just become so intimately familiar with, though this time he's not going to rush things. She wants to know how it feels, he wants to learn every possible way to make her moan, this is perfect.
For now. ]
Do you want to touch me too?
[ He's far from unaffected by this. His voice has a lower, rougher edge to it, and no matter how much he's distracting her he's sure she's noticed the weight of his cock against her thigh while he's been touching her. ]