Star Wars oneshots

Jesse ~ Galaxy of Only Us

A request by the lovely @SnailTheDragon thank you for the request and for your support! <3💜

Smut NSFW 18+ only, unprotected p in v sex, fingering fem receiving, fluff, angst*

The curtains flutter in the open window as the bright morning sun shines through. The peaceful sounds of creatures in the garden outside your room brings a small smile to your lips. You snuggle further in your sheets, and feel a pair of comforting arms wrap tighter around you.

Those peaceful sounds of the outdoors were interrupted, however, by the sudden loud snoring of your lover. You scrunch your face in amusement before opening your eyes tiredly. Another snore vibrating against your back tickles you, and you let a soft giggle slide out.

"Don't laugh at me," the sleepy trooper mumbles against your skin. His warm breath sends a shiver down your spine, and you feel his lips press gently onto your shoulder.

"I'm not laughing at you," you reply, stroking the arm that wraps under your chest.

"Then why did you giggle?" he asks, his thumb rubbing against your skin now. You squirm slightly, his other fingers joining in.

"Be-because," you say through giggles. His fingers start working faster, and his other hand joins in as he starts to tickle you.

"J-Jesse! Stop it! You-ah you know I hate being tick-tickled!" He just chuckles against your back, holding you close so you don't escape his playful attack. You squirm some more, trying to get away, but you accidentally rub your thigh against him in one particular spot. He lets out a groan, and instantly his hands stop.

"Sorry," you say, though you don't mean it. He just grunts, adjusting slightly so there wasn't any pressure on it. You move as well, wanting to tease him. One of his hands goes up to squeeze your breast in warning, letting you know what's coming if you don't stop.

"Mesh'la," he says, a verbal warning as you rub back against him. It's deep, low in your ear. It rumbles through your body to heat your core.

"Yes, handsome?" you say, turning slightly so that you could catch a glimpse of him. You could see him fighting the lust, trying not to give in to you. You just smirk and giggle again, pushing back against him harder.

"What? Last night wasn't enough for you?" he says, one hand trailing down your waist while the other massages your breast.

"Maybe I just want more of my handsome man," you reply, and the feeling of his fingers twisting your nipple sends another spike of arousal through you. You bite your lip to hold in a soft moan, humming instead.

"Oh, pretty girl, if you want this, you're not going to take it quietly," he says, his fingers sliding between your folds and finding your clit. He wastes no time in setting a devastating rhythm, and you bring a hand up to muffle the moan that slips out.

"You're more than just a handsome face," you manage to pant out, grinding back against him again. You feel his stiffened cock press against you, and his hand leaves your breast to grab himself.

"Yeah? And you're more than just a pretty girl," he says, using his thumb to rub his precum around the head of his cock. "You're my pretty girl, and I'm gonna make you feel special."

"You always do, Jesse," you say softly, and his grip on you loosens before his hand slides up to turn your head. When you meet his eyes, the hungry lust is no longer there. It's been replaced by a sweeter one, and you can see the admiration in his eyes. He leans forward and presses a gentle kiss to your mouth, thumb trailing over your cheek. You sigh into it, shifting so that you can bring your own hand up to cradle his face.