Wolffe wasn't sure how he'd gotten so lucky. Not only did him and Ryn declare themselves to each other, but now she was right there on his cot in his personal quarters. It wasn't like either of them were needed for anything in that moment. Wolffe's only orders from the General were to take a well-deserved rest. Nothing was more restful than running his hands through Ryn's fur. He'd never had much of an opportunity in his short life to feel such comforts. Nothing was anywhere near as perfect as her soft fur. It was so smooth as his thumbs brushed down and fluffy when they came back up.
He'd thought that the fur on her arms was impossibly perfect. Then layers were slowly removed, for comfort of course. Wolffe's armour, Ryn's outer robes. Now she was perched on his lap in her trousers and undershirt. Wolffe's hands were holding her hips, repeating his earlier action. The fur there was even softer. Her undershirt rode up a little with Wolffe's hands.
The fur of Ryn's arms tickled Wolffe's neck and shoulders. The top of his blacks forgotten with the mess of armour and fabric. Her fingers fiddled with the hair at the nape of his neck as she finally pulled her lips away from his.
They'd been making out like this for a while. He wasn't sure how long it had actually been but it was definitely longer than he'd ever just kissed a woman. It was killing him. She was such a tease with her little sighs and the way she fidgeted in his lap. The way she gave herself to him in each kiss but never took his invite to slide a little higher up his lap.
It was painful how hard he was. He almost came in his pants when he softly bit her neck. Her sweet mewls which started as he laid a path of kisses down her jaw and to Wolffe's favourite place to mark up his toy for the night. There were two differences between this and normal conquests. Ryn wasn't just some girl he would fuck and walk away from. He didn't want to fuck her, he wanted to make love to her. Also, she had fur. Wolffe had only really been with humans and Twi'leks (there was one that looked like she could be Mirialan but Wolffe really didn't care). He wouldn't suck a bunch of fur. That was a definite no. But she was Cathar. So there was something else he could do with his mouth there. He'd seen feral tookas and other wild felines. She wasn't too dissimilar, really. So, he nipped at her and gently held the skin and fur between his teeth as she purred in submission.
Doryn had only had her first kiss some minutes or hours ago. She had no idea how long it'd been. All she knew was that she loved losing herself in this form of connecting with him. She wanted more though. She wanted to connect with him as her mate. He was human, so it was different. Her instincts and knowledge of humans warred somewhat in her head as the uncomfortable sticky heat grew between her legs. As a Jedi she could never have children and he was human, so he couldn't impregnate her even if that was the desired outcome. Still, she wanted nothing more than to have him mate with her and leave her dripping with his seed. The true Cathar inside her was very insistent that his seed would eventually take and that she needed it anyway. Even if it wouldn't be fruitful, she needed to be filled. But humans had none of that breeding instinct that drove them to instantly get down to fucking. She couldn't force her needs on her human. At least he was hers.
Eventually Wolffe did something. Something that made the part of Doryn which was pure instinct jump for joy, and she almost let out a squeal of excitement. Wolffe's hands, which had been smoothing down her hip fur, were now gripping her firmly and pulling her up his lap. Her chest came to his. Without his top layer, she could feel the heat rolling off of him. Her nipples tingled a little from that warmth. The biggest change was the rock-hard erection she could now feel between her legs. Proof that Wolffe wanted it too. The wolfpack seemed more Cathar than human so often that this deviation from what she knew of humans shouldn't've been a surprise. Though, now knowing it was going to happen already made her feel fuzzy. It was definitely cause she didn't want to push her human. Right? It certainly had to be.
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FanfictionWolffe x jedi!OC "Offering her lightsaber to someone was so against everything she'd ever learnt. She could hear Master Barrek explaining that a Jedi's lightsaber is their life and Master Tassu taunting her that she was so willingly giving her life...