#clone jesse

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Jesse had been admiring you from afar for weeks now, but he never mustered up the courage to approach you. However, tonight was different. He parted from his comrades after they gave him a pep talk and made his way towards you.

You sat at the bar in the lively establishment of 79’s that was filled with the sounds of booming music, the clinking of glasses, and the throngs of people indulging in rather exotic dancing between twi’leks and clones.

"Excuse me, do you want a drink?" he asked, the nerves in his voice barely audible over the music. But his embarrassment was short-lived as you gently raised your bright blue drink in response, signaling that you were already taken care of.

You smiled up at him, and he was struck by your soft, warm expression. You had noticed him looking at you over the past few weeks, his friends making it rather obvious, and while you pitied him for not making a move, you couldn't deny your own attraction to him. "How about I buy you one instead?" you suggested, gesturing towards his empty hands.

Jesse chuckled, shaking his head. "No, I appreciate the offer, but I'm good." The music was booming and loud, filling the awkward silence between you two. However, you were determined to strike up a conversation with this handsome Clone, and after a moment, you asked him his name.

"Jesse," he answered quickly, a hint of awkwardness in his tone. He was surprised at how easily the words rolled off your tongue, making him feel more comfortable in your presence. "And what's your name?" he asked, trying to keep the conversation flowing.

As you told him your name, he felt his heart skip a beat. "Beautiful name for a beautiful girl," he complimented, his gaze roaming over you as his lust for you grew.

You took a sip of your drink, the flashing strobe lights at the bar hiding your blush. "Thanks, Jesse," you replied, a slight smile playing on your lips.

You began to ask Jesse if he was off duty for a while, and from then on, the conversation flowed effortlessly. You both were pleased at how easy it was to talk to one another, and as the night wore on, Jesse's attraction for you grew.

Jesse, although trying to act confident, was nervous as he rubbed the back of his head and suddenly blurted out, "I don't suppose you want to dance, do you?" Your heart fluttered at the invitation. You had never been asked to dance before, but the attraction and lust you felt for him was growing with each passing moment.

"I'd like that," you replied, a hint of excitement in your voice. You slid off your stool and took Jesse's hand, leading him to the middle of the crowded dance floor. With your arms wrapped around the back of his neck, and his hands on your waist, you moved to the rhythm of the sultry music playing.

Jesse's touch sent shivers down your spine, and as you both swayed to the beat, you felt yourself growing even more attracted to him. The strobe lights, the music, and Jesse's warm embrace created a sensual atmosphere, and you found yourself lost in the moment.

He spins you around, your back now pressed to his chest and you couldn’t help but grind yourself against him. He groans softly, glad the music blurred it out but then again, he probably wouldn’t care. One of your hands comes up, cupping his cheek as you sway your hips against his body, arse pressing to his codpiece that you are rather annoyed he was wearing.

Jesse leans his head down, warm breath fanning the exposure of your neck once he brushes your hair away. “You’re a bit of a minx it seems.” He smirks, fingers biting into your hips before they move lower and lower until he gives your bum a squeeze.

You gasp in pleasure at his touch, chewing on your lip to stop yourself from throwing yourself at him completely. “And for someone so confident,” you turn to face him again, “why’d it take you so long to finally come talk to me?”

He raised a brow. “You knew I was checking you out?”

You nod as Jesse's smirk grew wider, and his hand moved up to your cheek, caressing it softly. "Why didn't you come over and make a move on me?" he teased. "Men like attention too. I could've wined and dined you by now. Among other things." His words sent a wave of excitement through you, and you took a step closer, eager to hear more.

"Other things?" you prompted, your eyes flashing with lust.

Jesse blushed profusely, suddenly unable to make eye contact with you. You sensed his hesitation and gently cupped his cheek, guiding his gaze back to you. "You're right, men want attention too," you whispered softly, your warm breath fanning his face as you leaned in closer. "Why don't I hint at this 'other thing'?"

Before he could respond, you pressed your lips to his in a soft embrace, testing the waters. Jesse eagerly responded, wrapping his arms around you and kissing you back with a hunger that was palpable.

“Baby," he whispered against your soft lips, not caring if anyone saw you two kissing on the dance floor.

"Yes, Jesse?" you replied, nibbling at his lower lip teasingly and sending shivers down his body.

“No one makes me as horny as you do.”

You melt at his words, your pussy already throbbing at what could happen next. “Why don’t we do something about it then?”

A bolt of courage shoots through the Clone as Jesse moves quickly, leading you through the crowded bar and down a hidden staircase below 79's. You were grateful for wearing comfortable shoes as you were taken through the secret area, stopping at a VIP room with a bouncer standing guard. Jesse pays the bouncer and you are allowed to enter.

"I just wanted to make sure we wouldn't be disturbed," Jesse says softly, checking in with you to make sure you're still comfortable with the night's plans.

You smile at him, grateful for his thoughtfulness. "That's sweet, thank you."

He leads you to a private room with a spacious bed and loveseat. Guiding you to the loveseat, he sits down and pulls you onto his lap, kissing you softly. "You're so beautiful," he whispers against your lips.

The pair of you wasted no time in removing each other's gloves, trailing needy and soft kisses along each other's nude bodies until you maneuvered yourself to sit on his cock, his hands placed to your waist for support as you let him stretch you out.

“Fuck, you’re tight.” He seethes, head tilting back in pure pleasure.

You sigh in ecstasy, slowly moving your hips against his cock, finally getting that fill that you needed. So long you had sat and waited for him to make a move and now he had lured you away to a private room to give you everything you wanted and vice versa.

His arms wrap around your body completely, arms included as he lets you lean forward against his chest as he begins unrelenting thrusts, feverishly pounding away inside you.

You whimper in pleasure, moaning his name as you could only process his cock filling you up, pressing maddeningly against that spot inside you, sometimes too much, sometimes not enough. What a night you had in store.

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