#alone finally

“Alone, finally”

On ao3

Safin was dead. Madeleine and Mathilde had gotten off the island, and Nomi (007 – and wasn’t that a trip, calling someone else by that designation) would soon get them to Q. And Q would get them to England. To safety.

Prior to Onslaught, I was very much having doubts that BioWare would ever return Kira Carsen to the story after the Knights of the Fallen Empire gap.

To that end, I wrote my own story of her return, meaning that the story of my Halcyon Legacy diverges sharply after Knights of the Eternal Throne. (Up until that point, most of it follows canon.)

I actually like Kira’s return in Onslaught overall, but I’m still going to continue writing these.

I've compiled this list of my chapters released thus far with links, since I know many of you aren't on AO3. Please note that many of these are not in chronological order. Its easier to write this way.

Please let me know what you think. Thanks! - SWTORpadawan

They agreed they’d treat it as a date. Just a first date. Like they’d met through a “normal” dating app… Tinder… Bumble or Hinge. They both had a hotel room within walking distance of the restaurant. Separate hotels. An escape plan - for both of them. Neither knew exactly where the other was staying. They’d made every effort to keep their first meeting light. Stress-free. Pressure free.

The dinner itself was lovely. The food delicious. They chatted about life. Work. Hobbies. They left anything too heavy unsaid. No talk of the months they’d spent exchanging messages or pictures. No mention of the desires they’d shared. It went exactly like a normal date would. They laughed. She blushed. He smiled and held her gaze. Their flirting was typical of any first meeting. Tentative. Sweet. With only the occasional gentle innuendo and incidental touches of hands. It was clear they were both comfortable and they held each other’s attention with ease.

He insisted on paying the bill. She thanked him with a smile and a touch to his shoulder. Their gaze held just a little longer.

It was such a beautiful night, they walked together along the street. They did not touch, but they were close. Like old friends. It was like he was walking her home. Making sure she was safe. Just like any first date.

When they arrived outside her hotel, she led him in without hesitation. He followed, not second guessing her mind at all. It felt like a natural progression for both of them. Neither felt obliged to discuss or complicate the situation. They went with the flow. It was easy. Anyone who passed them on the way to her room would have thought them a couple. Typical. Established.

She opened her hotel room door, and ushered him in first. He did not hesitate and walked in with familiarity and ease. He turned to watch her enter. She closed the door behind her and leaned against it.

Alone, finally, the unspoken and unacknowledged tension felt between them sparked. He stood perfectly still as she walked towards him, slowly untying her wrap dress, which fell to the floor in a puddle behind her. His face could no longer hide his desire, when he saw she was wearing the lingerie he’d helped her pick out weeks earlier. It was only then they both realised this was never going to be a normal first date.

The first what in Alabam? FUCK YOU HILLARY SWANK TINA FEY AND SARAH PALIN

Lesbians??? DUH.

Eventually, it was time for her husband to leave. They exchanged a long hug, a soft kiss and he was gone.

Alone, finally, the stranger wasted no time. He grabbed her hand, pulled her in and pressed his mouth to hers. The tension and apprehension melted away, as her body melted into his. New feelings coursed through her; anticipation, arousal and relief. Only then did her mind relax.