#first order reader

At first it fascinated you but then it annoyed you. Poe Dameron was as entertaining as he is annoying. He's a few years older than you and had conveyed immense relief when he heard your voice. He had thought that you didn't exist.

You haven't met Poe yet but since you started hearing his thoughts you felt a little less alone in the world. Your parents had died a few years prior to 'meeting' Poe and you were given to people you didn't know. People who hardly cared about you. For the first time in years you had someone to actually listen to you.

Despite the fact that the both of you knew you were each other's soulmates you both agreed to put off meeting each other. The two of you were just too different to meet each other right away.

Poe had never outright thought it during your conversations but it was impossible to keep it from you. He could hear all of your thoughts just like you could hear his. You knew he was mixed with some dangerous people doing less than legal things.

You, on the other hand, were an upstanding citizen. Only your parents and the people who had taken you in when they died despised the Republic. Your parents had fought for the Empire and continued to remain loyal even when it fell. They raised you with their beliefs and when the chance arose you were put into training for the First Order.

Because of your upbringing and his chaotic life you both agreed to put off the meeting. AS stated before the two of you were just too different. His loyalties, despite being an illegal spice runner, were closely tied to the Republic.

You were on opposite sides. You were both convinced it would never work.

If it would never work then why did talking to him always bring a smile to his face? Or the presence of his thoughts in the back of your mind constantly remind you that you'd never be alone? Why did you cling to the little pieces you had of him?

For years everything continued as normal. You kept his every thought pushed to the back of your mind. You continued on with life and when the two of you talked you avoided discussing the tensions going on between the Republic and the First Order.

There was one time you were going about to throw everything away and fly across the galaxy to Poe. A spice run had gone back and Poe was hurt badly. You couldn't physically feel his pain but your head pounded as his thoughts forced themself to the front of your mind.

The only thing stopping you was Poe. He remained calm the entire time but you were a mess. You were used to Poe getting hurt but this was different, this was on a much grander scale.

You were also afraid. What if Poe didn't like you when he met you? What if you disappointed him? What if you were just too different that he wouldn't even want to try?

Of course, Poe had heard every questions and tried to comfort you but you avoided having that conversation with him. You told him to focus on himself and to not worry about you.

It was a rough few weeks before things calmed down. Poe got better and everything went back to normal. There were times you wished you ignored Poe and flew out to find him.

If you went with him then you could leave the First Order. You didn't like what you did. There was a part of you that agreed with what the First Order was trying to do but a larger part that disagreed with the way they were going about things. Plus, with Poe's constant voice in your mind you were beginning to think that maybe the Empire and maybe the First Order weren't the way to go.

Poe picked up on your uncertainty. He didn't jump at the chance like you thought he would. Instead he comforted you because he knew how frustrated and scared you were. He tried to be subtle as he tries to convince you to join the Republic but you didn't have the strength to do it.

You didn't have the strength to renounce everything that you were raised to believe. You didn't have the strength to disappoint your dead parents memory. So, you stuck with the First Order and you raised ranks quick.

It wouldn't be until towards the end of the Cold War that you finally meet Poe Dameron.

Over the last few years you and Poe were contacting each other less and less. The both of you had gotten good at pushing the other to the deepest part of the mind. He was with the Resistance and you were a highly ranking officer of the First Order. The both of you knew things that you just couldn't risk the other knowing.

Of course the both of you were just fooling each other. It didn't matter how deep you pushed the other you could still hear the thoughts. Neither of you addressed the flaw in your plan.

You felt silly that you didn't realize that he was on your ship. You had gotten used to ignoring him that you didn't notice he had been captured and taken prisoner.

You were walking and looking at your holopad when you felt his presence. Your head snapped up and your eyes locked with his.

"Poe," You whisper so softly that you don't even hear it. The stormtroopers force Poe to keep walking but neither of you look away from the other until he's too far gone.

When they turn the corner you almost run to follow them but you compose yourself. You follow normally as if that was the direction you were already headed in.

'What are you doing here?' You ask him through your connection.

'Sight seeing. Heard the galaxy looks better from this ship,' Poe jokes but you can tell he's nervous.

'Poe,' You snip.

'I can't tell you,' Poe sighs desperately trying not to think about his mission. 'I was sent to find information and I was picked up,'

'And you just let them take you? The great Poe Dameron gets picked up by a couple of stormies?' You ask him and he scoffs. Flash backs of his capture rush through his mind and through yours. 'Oh,' You think as you realized Kylo Ren had been there. 'Just tell them what they want to know and they won't hurt you,' You desperately plead.

'Can't do that, sweetheart,' He says, gently. 'It's too important,'

A flash of anger hits you but you push it down. You should have known that he wouldn't have given up his mission. He was too honorable and loyal to the resistance.

'Please,' You say quietly. 'I don't want them to hurt you,'

'These boys? Hurt me?' Poe asks. 'Please, this is a vacation for me. Especially since I know you're here,' He flirts.

'Poe, please be serious,' You tell him.

'Don't worry about me, sweet thing, I'll be alright,' He promises as he's taken out of your view again. The stormtroopers put Poe into a room and closed the door.

'I'll get you out of this,' You vow, turning from the room and storming off. Poe had meant to respond but the questioning was already starting. You couldn't help but to wince as his mind leaked some of the pain onto you. 'Just hold on,' You say softly.

Different plans were soaring through your mind but then your head quietened upon seeing a storm trooper. It was FN-2187. One of the troopers you knew on a personal level. A trooper that had doubts on the First Order just like you did.

You couldn't see his eyes but you knew he was looking at you. A clear plan crosses your mind and you take action. You march towards the trooper and pull him away from everyone.

"I know how you can get out of here," You tell him. He looks taken back and you don't wait for his response. "The man they just brought in. He's one of the best pilots in the galaxy. Help me break him out and he'll fly you away,"

"Ok," FN-2187 nods in agreement. He didn't ask why you were doing this or how you were going to pull this off. He was desperate to get away and you were giving him an out.

Suddenly you let out a gasp and your hand presses against the wall. You could feel Kylo Ren forcing his way into Poe's mind. It was the most painful experience you had gone through.

When it was over you didn't bother explaining to FN-2187 what was going on. You just grabbed his elbow and lead him to Poe. You got him into the room where you run in front of Poe.

"Poe? Poe, look at me," You gently grab his face. Your thumbs gently caress his warm skin. "Baby, look at me, please," You whisper as the trooper begins to untether him.

"Y/n?" Poe asks, coming out of his funk. You smile at him. On impulse you pull his head down and kiss his forehead. "What're you doing?" He asks.

"I'm getting you out of here, remember?" You ask, smiling at him. The instant FN-2187 has him released Poe is pulling you into his arms. You hug him back just as fiercely. For the first time in your life you feel complete.

"Uh, we don't have a lot of time," The trooper says awkwardly. Neither of you wanted to pull away but forced yourselves too.

"Come on, he's right," You take the lead while Poe and the trooper walk behind you feigning a prisoner transport. You help them get into the hanger before splitting from them.

"Y/n," Poe whisper shouts. 'Where are you going?' He asks.

'Follow FN-2187, he knows where to go. I'm going to make sure you two can get out of here,' You say, not looking back at him as you head towards the control area.

'I'm not leaving without you,' Poe snaps.

'You have too,' You tell him. 'You have to find the droid, get it back to the resistance and complete your mission,'

'My droid will find it's own way back. I'm not leaving you!... I just found you,' Poe says gently.

'And I'm sure we'll find each other again,' You whisper back to him. 'But you can't stay here and if you have a chance at escaping you need me to stay behind. Now stop struggling and just trust me,'

'If you don't come back to me I'll take down the entire First Order to get to you,' Poe vows bringing a smile and a blush to your lips.

'I'm counting on it,'

Poe's escape was dramatic to say the least. You tried to keep you involvement subtle but you miscalculated one thing.

When Kylo Ren entered Poe's mind he instantly became aware of the connection between the two of you. He instantly knew you were mated with a resistance pilot. When Poe escaped he wasted no time listing you as a traitor to the First Order and you were taken into custody.

While Kylo Ren hunted down the droid and the resistance the First order interrogated you. They knew you had access to Poe's mind thus having access to resistance plans. They knew that you knew where the base was, their plans and what their strategies are.

You never gave them anything. No matter what painful drug they injected you with or what physical torment they forced you to endure. You wouldn't give up the resistance not because of your loyalty to them but because of your unyielding loyalty to Poe.

You would do a lot of things. Some of them are good and some are straight up evil but you would never betray Poe. You'd never do anything to hurt him. You gladly took all the punishment because you knew Poe was safe.

The drugs they had given you didn't cut off the connection between you and Poe but it made your brain so fuzzy that you either didn't talk to him or you couldn't remember any conversations you might have had. You had no way of knowing how much time has passed, all you knew was pain.

During the times they weren't questioning you, you tried to focus on memories you had of Poe. You recalled past conversations. He was the biggest flirt you'd ever met and no matter how long he was in your head he never stopped. You loved the flirting but always pretended to be annoyed when you weren't giving it right back.

Then you would remember your short meeting. You would remember his musky scent and his soft skin. He was so warm to the touch. You remembered his muscular arms and how the galaxy just ceased to exist when you were in them.

Your time with him wasn't enough. You cursed your younger self for ever agreeing to stay away. You should have left home and searched for him the instant his voice entered your mind. You should have soaked up every minute with him but now all you were left were a few short moments without the promise of a future. It's your biggest regret.

You were so focused on the pain and on the certainty that it would never end that you didn't even realize that Poe was concocting a plan to rescue you. He had told Leia what had happened. She couldn't spare many people but allowed him and Finn to attempt a rescue.

The two man team ended up being four with Chewie and Rey helping. It was supposed to be a stealth mission but everything went to hell quickly. In the end, Poe found your room.

"Y/n... Hey, sweetheart, look at me," Poe slides on his knees to kneel beside you. You're laying on a cot. You're pale, sweating and mumbling. "Baby, look at me... Can you hear me?" No matter what Poe said you couldn't give an answer. "It's alright, I've got you now. You're safe," He whispers gathering you into his arms.

"Poe! Come on! We're running out of time!" Finn shouts.

"I've got her," Poe says, quickly leaving the room.

"She alive?" Finn asks.

"She's alive," Poe confirms taking long strides towards the Falcon. "She needs help,"

When you wake up you don't recognize your surroundings. You're in a hospital you quickly gather. Before you could panic someone's grabbing your hand.

"Poe," You whisper. He smiles at you.

"Hey, Trouble," He mutters causing you to grin even wider. "I hope you don't mind me kidnapping you from the First Order. You were taking too long to come to me. I got impatient," He teases.

"Perfect timing," You tell him. "I was just about to defect," Poe looks immensely relieved. He lifts your hand and tenderly kisses your palm. "I didn't tell them anything," You assure him.

"I know you didn't," He whispers, moving from his chair to sit on the bed. You claw at him until he moves again but to lay down beside you.

"I never told them anything," You whisper. He kisses the top of your head. "Even when I first joined and you went into the resistance,"

"I know, I know," He comforts, rubbing your back gently. "I never said anything either... I couldn't betray you like that," He mutters. You lift your head to look into those deep brown eyes.

"Exactly," You say, softly. "But now we're on the same side," You tell him.

"How convenient," He smirks.

"Thank you," You say, lifting your hand to caress his cheek. "For coming to get me,"

"Of course," He mutters, kissing your palm again. "I'll always come for you. I'm never letting you go. I should have found you a long time ago. To hell with the First Order and the Resistance... I should have had you in my arms years ago,"

"Funny," You grin. "I was thinking the same thing," Poe kisses your forehead again but it isn't enough for you. You scoot up a bit and kiss his lips. His hand instant clutches your hip and he pulls you as close to him as he can.

"You're perfect," Poe whispers against your lips.

"You talk too much," You whisper back. He chuckles and reconnects your lips.

'You love me though,' Poe thinks.

Judging by the state of absolute chaos and the near immediate severing of the connection to your master the moment those rebels claimed victory, you knew had you wasted a moment, that day would have been your very last.

Your master had instilled in you the ability to compose oneself even amidst turmoil, but those lessons were furthest from your mind. Rounding the corner, the bulbs of the flashing red light and the sirens sounding the alarm burst at your bidding, sending transparisteel and hot metal flying.

So overwhelmed by the numerous sensory elements, you failed to notice the sound of boots pounding against the floor coming your way. It was unbecoming, but you let out startled squeal as you desperately tried too keep from running directly into a small group of rebels armed to the teeth.

Instinctively, you backed up, tempted to simply cut these people down like a farmer reaping their harvest. In spite of the fear, exhaustion and panic coursing through your body, you made no movements. These were only a few rebels, and more had surely made their way on board; your energy would need to be conserved.

"Move." You ordered through clenched teeth.

The one bastardly rebel in front gave you a satisfied smirk. The assurance on his becoming face was something you wanted to wipe off yourself.

"Sorry, no can do, sweetheart."

He paused, directing his companions to perform their duties elsewhere.

"In fact, we're here taking care of some lose ends." With one gloved hand he patted one of several blasters on his body. "I'd love for you to just come easy instead of having me go about this the wrong way."

It was that boyish smile framed by those dark curls that had your blood boiling.

"Oh yeah?" You croaked. "What if I just want to make your life hell?"

The man pouted. "Aw, c'mon don't be like that! Look, if you make it easy, I can vouch for ya and maybe you can get a nice cell back at the Coruscant detention block."

He kept talking, so confident in either taking you by force or by negotiating. However, you had developed a secret third option. As the rebel general was finishing up his negotiations, you cracked a tired smile much to the man's surprise.

Questioningly, he raised an eyebrow.

Giving and exaggerated bow, you made sure to keep your eyes on the enemy. "Well, thank you for talking my kriffing ear off, but...I have places to be, good sir."

Before he could get in another word, you leapt up flying through the gated vent you had been so quietly moving while the rebel serenaded you with his righteous spiel.

The next time Captain Dameron sees you, it’s a few weeks later at a tactical meeting. He walked into the room and immediately noticed you standing beside Kylo Ren, in an all-black ensemble. You’re looking rough and he takes in the bruises that mar your face and the bags under your eyes. It’s clear you’ve come directly from whatever mission you were on because there is still dried blood around the cut at your hairline. If anything, though, this increases Poe’s intrigue. The Captain had found his thoughts drifting to you often, curious over just who you were and what your role in the First Order was. He was also a sucker for anyone who got the drop on him. Just remembering the look you had given him before leaving the interrogation room had his pants tightening in anticipation. He was determined to get to know you.

As if sensing his gaze, you turned from Kylo and caught his eyes. That slow smirk he’d seen you give Hux crawled onto your lips and you sent him a wink. He found his own lips twitching up into a smirk before he let his eyes roam over you, lingering on the visible wounds, before reconnecting his gaze with yours. You took it as the silent question it was and shrugged, before nodding your head slightly towards Kylo. He wasn’t sure if that meant it had been a mission from Kylo or if the man himself had inflicted the wounds but before he could really consider it, the meeting was starting, and his attention was pulled away.

The meeting seemed to drag on forever and by the end of it, you were ready to scream. You were sore, tired, and ready to get your wounds looked over so you could sleep for a week. As soon as the meeting was dismissed and Kylo nodded his dismissal, you slipped from the room and headed for the med bay. You hadn’t gotten far when you heard your name called in that sinful voice you’d been waiting to hear again. Turning, you found Captain Dameron striding towards you. You lazily let your gaze roam over him before settling on his face. You weren’t surprised to see him doing the same with you.

“Captain Dameron. Is there something I can help you with?”

“You can drop the formalities to start. You have kneed me in the face, you know.” You couldn’t help that laugh that slipped out of you at that and his dark eyes seemed to shine with mischief. “I was wondering if I could accompany you to the med bay.”

“I did apologize before I did it. I’m glad to see you took my advice and got that lip looked at.” You turned and continued on your journey, Poe falling into step beside with his hands clasped behind his back. “To what do I owe the pleasure of you escorting me?”

“I find myself…intrigued by you.” You could feel his eyes roving over your form, but you refused to fidget under the heat of his gaze. “I’ve never seen you before that mission and now I’m seeing you in tactical meetings, standing side by side with Kylo Ren. Every time I encounter you, you become more fascinating.”

“It’s because I work specifically for Kylo. He recruited me to be his intelligence officer and up until recently, it has been beneficial for me to remain anonymous. Unfortunately, that haywire mission proved that it would no longer be prudent. I was introduced to the council shortly after and sent on a mission a few days after. I just returned an hour before the meeting. Kylo insisted I attend as a show of my position. Luckily, my wounds weren’t severe, and bruises and blood are excellent intimidation factors.” You said the last part with a smirk and Poe felt one of his own rising to match yours again. You weren’t wrong in that observation as even he had noticed some of the council eyeing you warily during the meeting.

Poe found himself wondering if that was why he felt drawn to you. You radiated confidence and power. You were capable of reading a room and then manipulating it to your benefit. He’d only had the two encounters with you, but he could already tell that you were a fierce individual. It didn’t help that the looks you gave him made him want to fuck you senseless. The entire time he was thinking to himself, you watched him. You watched the way his eyes darkened considerably, and you found yourself pausing just outside the med bay doors to turn and face him. You stepped up to him and straightened his collar, smoothing you hands over the material. You didn’t need to look up to know his pupils had blown as he watched you, his rigid stance and increased heartrate giving him away.

“You know, Dameron. I find you to be quite intriguing as well. Your parents were rebels and yet you joined the First Order with no regrets. You have made a name for yourself as both an excellent pilot and a ruthless Captain. Yet, I’ve injured you and you’ve made no move to retaliate. In fact, you almost seemed concerned back at the meeting. Then, you proceed to follow me from said meeting and offer to escort me to the med bay. Tell me, is this the Dameron charm I’ve heard so much about?” You were purposefully baiting him, interested in seeing how he would react. He didn’t disappoint.

He easily backed you against the wall beside the med bay door and placed one hand beside your head, trapping you in place. His other caught the wrist of your hand that was still on his shoulder and brought it to his face. His eyes locked with your as he nipped at your pulse point on your wrist before soothing the mark with his tongue.

“You’ve not seen the Dameron charm just yet, sweetness. However…I think you’re the type that requires a bit more work than just charm.” He suddenly stepped away from you, dropping you hand. “Jury’s out if you’re worth all the effort just yet.” With a smirk and a wink, he turned and headed back down the hallway. You couldn’t deny the heat that had pooled in your belly at his actions and the way his voice had pitched lower. You watched him go, chewing on your bottom lip as you did so. You took every bit of him before he turned the corner. From his strong, wide shoulders, to his clasped hands, to his perfect ass, you admired the man who you had apparently caught the interest of. You knew, without a doubt in your mind, that Poe Dameron was a flickering flame and if you were not careful, you were liable to burn yourself. Thankfully, you’d always been good with high risk situations.

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It was an hour later, as you were finishing up in the med bay, that you were approached by Kylo. You had your back to the door, working on wrapping your ribs when you heard the door open.

“So, will you survive?” You couldn’t help the snort that slipped out at his question. You knew he was teasing you in his way and you smiled.

“Just some cracked ribs, bruises, and the cut on my head needed a few stitches. Should be good to go in a week or so.” You threw your shirt on and turned to face him. He was standing closer to you than you expected but what really threw you off was that he was reaching to remove his mask. You watched as he easily slipped the helmet off and set it down on the bed you had been occupying. Whatever he wanted to speak of wasn’t solely work related then. “Is something wrong?”

“What do you know of Captain Dameron?” You furrowed your brows at his question but shrugged.

“Not much. He was part of the group that ruined my mission before last and when I left the meeting, he asked to accompany me here.” Kylo just looked at you. He knew you had more information than that, so you sighed and elaborated, “Captain Poe Dameron. Leader of a TIE squad and is also occasionally sent with ground troops. Works underneath General Armitage Hux though there are rumors that they do not see eye to eye. His parents were members of the Rebellion, yet he chose to join the First Order. He has a wide range of skills including piloting, espionage, and interrogation.”

“I want you to be careful around him.” You were definitely not expecting that.

“Sir?”

“I know you. You’re interested in him and by the looks of it, you’ve also caught his interest. You know I could not care less if you get involved with someone, but make sure his intentions are his own and not…someone else’s. Understand?” Understanding dawned on you. Kylo and you may not have been best friends, the First Order didn’t exactly lend itself to those, but he was attempting to look out for you in his own way. It was no secret that General Hux hated Kylo and he would certainly not be above coming after you to prove a point. What better way than by having his own Captain get in close with you. You narrowed your eyes at the possibility.

“I’ll keep that in mind, sir.” Kylo nodded and slipped his helmet back on. He turned and headed for the door, you following close behind.

“I want you to take the week off to heal. When you come back, I’ve got a mission for you.”

“Yes, sir.” You watched as he turned and headed off down the hall before you headed the opposite direction. Normally, when you weren’t cleared for missions Kylo would still have you work in your office. This time, he was purposefully giving you time off and you knew exactly how to use it.

Your nights, however, were spent in either yours or Dameron’s room. You were still trying to get used to not only being wanted by someone, but also by someone who enjoyed being seen with you. Dameron had no qualms with people seeing the two of you together and greatly enjoyed your shock when he displayed affection in public. The first time he had smacked your ass in the hallways, you had whipped around, ready to chew someone out, only to find Poe looking at you with a smirk. He had immediately pulled you back against him, mouth to your ear, and quietly whispered everything he planned to do to you that night. While you normally didn’t blush easily, you were red faced when he slipped away from you, disappearing down the hall. You’d thought about it all day and by the time he showed up in your room that night, you had practically jumped him. You hadn’t been able to walk straight the next day, but there were definitely no complaints from you.

It quickly turned into a game. Who could rile the other up more? Dameron was very good at getting you going, but you were better. The man was always ready to go as it was and your teasing just cranked his libido up to eleven. It was intoxicating to be so wanted by someone and while you would never admit it, you were quickly falling for the Captain. Getting to spend so much time with him was certainly accelerating the process and when Kylo finally pulls you aside to give you a mission, you nearly jump at the chance. Taking some time away may do you some good. The insecure part of you was worried that if Dameron wasn’t around you constantly, he would lose interest but you would rather find that out now, rather than later. So, you immediately accepted the mission, listening as Kylo explained it to you and reminded you to be extra cautious. He wanted you to leave as soon as you’d had a chance to look over the information on your datapad, so you left his office and headed for yours.

You were almost back to your office when you passed by Dameron’s. You paused outside the door and considered going on. So far, you had yet to enter his office, not having a reason to. Yet, with how soon you would have to leave, you wanted to at least let him know. You hesitated a moment before stepping up the door and knocking. A sharp come in was called and you couldn’t help the slight smirk that rose. He sounded like he was in a bad mood, but you had a feeling you would be able to change that.

The door opened with a snick and you stepped through. Dameron never looked up as you entered, likely thinking you were one of the troopers or a pilot which gave you a minute to look him over. His dark hair was mussed, as if he’d been running his hands through it repeatedly. A sure sign he was stressed, and you wondered if telling him you were leaving for a bit would really be a good idea. Leaving without saying anything wasn’t an option though, so you quietly cleared your throat to gain his attention. His head immediately snapped up, annoyance on his face, before he realized it was you. Immediately, most of the stress left his visage and his gaze changed to curiosity.

“What are you doing here, sweetness?” You smile and walk to stand across the desk from him.

“It would appear Kylo is releasing me back into the galaxy. He’s got a mission for me and I leave as soon as I’m prepped.” You told him. As you thought, his brow furrowed and his jaw set at the news. With a soft sigh, you rounded the desk and brought yourself in between him and the desk, leaning back on it. It forced him to look up at you and you reached a hand forward to carefully smooth out his furrowed brow. You cupped his face with your hand, and he leaned slightly into the touch, just watching you. He would never even consider asking you not to go but you knew he didn’t like the thought that there was still someone out there sabotaging your missions.

“How long will you be gone?” You trace a finger over his lips and his tongue darts out to taste your skin. Both of your gazes darken, and you find yourself grateful that you have no set time to leave.

“Hopefully, no more than a few days. Think you can survive that long without me, love?” He rolled his eyes at your teasing and you laughed. In one swift movement, he stands. His form crowds you against the desk, his hands settling on your hips. Dark eyes search your face for a moment before he leans in, kissing you deeply. You return it with equal enthusiasm, one of your hands tugging on the curls at his nape. He groans, pulling away with a nip to your bottom lip.

“How long until you leave?” You smirk, leaning up to kiss and suck at his neck. He hisses, his grip tightening on your hips.

“Long enough.” That’s all he needs to hear, and he lifts you with ease, settling you on his desk. He nudges your knees apart and nestles into the juncture of your thighs. He kisses you again, his hands flying to your clothes. He undresses you easily, your shirt and bra being whipped off quickly. He takes your pants and underwear off in one go, kneeling between your legs and pressing open-mouthed kisses to your thighs. Your breath hitches as he brings his mouth to your core, licking a solid stripe up your folds before circling your clit. Your eyes slide close at his ministrations, but he immediately stops, tutting at you.

“You know the rules, sweetness.” You whine but force your eyes to open. As soon as your gaze is back on him, Poe dives back in. His tongue delves into your heat and he brings a hand up so he can circle your clit with his thumb. You’re practically begging for your release as he winds you higher and higher, but he pulls away just before you tumble over.

“Poeeee.” You whine but he just grins, pressing a kiss to your thigh before standing back up.

“You’re about to be gone for at least a few days, sweetness. The only way you’re cumming is on my cock.” His hands move to undo his belt, his eyes raking over your figure. “Bend over the desk, sweetness.”

A slow smirk rises at his demand and you eagerly slip off the desk, doing as told. You hear his belt jangle as he undoes it and you bite your lip in anticipation. There’s something so heady about being completely bare to him and you moan when he nestles against you, the head of his cock pressing against you. You wiggle your hips, but he lands a smart smack to your ass.

“Be still, baby girl.” You pout, even though he can’t see it, but cease your movements. You’re rewarded by him sliding into your cunt, Poe not stopping until he’s fully seated in you. He holds there, groaning out an expletive and brings a hand to grasp the back of your neck. His fingers flex against your skin and you whimper.

“Poe, please. Please move, Sir.” At the title, he pulls out and thrusts roughly back into you. He sets a brutal pace against you, almost fucking you through the desk. There will be bruises on your hips from where they’re being pressed into the wood, but you can’t find it in you to care. Poe’s hand slips from the back of your neck around to the front and he applies enough pressure to limit your air supply. You manage a moan at his actions, and you hear him groan as your pussy flutters around him.

“Fuck, baby girl. Gonna fuck you so good that you feel me the whole time you’re gone.” You’re careening towards your climax and it takes everything to stave it off.

“Please can I- fuck, can I cum, Sir?”

“No, baby, not yet. You can wait on me, can’t you, sweetness?” You sob at his words but nod. “Good girl. Just a bit more.”

He gets in a few more thrusts before he suddenly pulls out and you whimper at the loss. He pulls you up, turns you, and sets you down on his desk. He brings a hand up to cup your face as he slides back in and he slips his thumb into your mouth when it falls open. Through lidded eyes you watch him, sucking on his thumb and pulling a groan from the man. He looks unhinged as he returns to fucking you, his free hand gripping tightly to your hip.

“Wanna see your pretty face when you cum, sweetness.” He pulls his thumb from your mouth and brings it down to circle your clit. “Tell me who this pussy belongs to, sweetness.”

“You, Sir. It belongs to you.” Poe surges forward, kissing you before pulling away with a bite to your bottom lip.

“Then cum, sweetness.” His words are like pulling the pin from a grenade, your orgasm exploding through you. He barely manages a couple more thrusts before he’s also cumming, spilling deep in your cunt. The both of you groan, Poe’s head falling to rest on your shoulder. He keeps himself buried in you as you both come down from your highs. If this is that last time he’s going to have you for a few days, he wants to feel you for as long as he can.

As you regain your breath, you bring a hand up to bury in his hair, massaging his scalp. He sighs at the action, relaxing against you, and you can’t help but to smile. It’s amazing to you how integral this man has become in your life over such a short time, but you wouldn’t change it for anything. The two of you cling to each other for several minutes until you finally press a kiss to the side of Poe’s head. You both hiss as he pulls out of you and you immediately feel empty at his loss. You force the feeling down and hop off the desk, Poe helping you dress quickly before fixing himself.

You bring your hands up to cup his face and kiss him quickly. His hands grasp your wrists and he holds you to him for a few moments longer before releasing you.

“You better come back in one piece, sweetness.” You can hear the underlying note of concern in his voice, though his tone is teasing. You smirk and throw a wink his way before heading out the door.

“Of course, love. I’ll see you soon.” You leave his office and head for your room, grabbing your go bag. You take one glance around the room before heading to the hangar, boarding your ship, and taking off. You punch in the coordinates and guide your ship from the hangar, entering hyperspace as soon as you’re able. You settle into your chair with your datapad, going over the information Kylo had given you. The mission seemed to be straight forward, and you were hoping it would be over soon. You would still take Kylo’s advice and stay vigilant, not knowing if there was still someone sabotaging your missions. You would take every precaution you could and make sure to get in and out as quickly as possible.